Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

When the tattooed man heard this, he knew he couldn't escape today, so he could only step aside and watch them take the things away, close and lock the shop, and then go to the police station.

He was still quibbling in the interrogation room. When the test report came out and it was indeed human hair, they compared the DNA and found out that the person had died two years earlier.

It was confirmed to be hair from the deceased.

The tattooed man looked at the irrefutable evidence and was speechless. After a long time, he confessed honestly that he had cooperated with the funeral home to receive and send high-quality hair from deceased people at a low price.

He had tricked girls into getting hair extensions for exorbitant prices, and nothing had ever happened before. He didn't expect that something would happen this time, not even he himself.

With the clue, the investigation went much more smoothly.

*

The gate of Xincheng Boarding School

Many vendors were pushing carts to set up stalls. They all knew that where there were schools and students, they would not have to worry about not being able to sell their goods. Liu Er also thought so.

He arrived early with his cart to secure a spot, and when the students arrived, he would rush over to sell them his quilts: "Little girl, come and see how my quilts are. They're only fifty yuan a piece, which is very cheap."

He specifically targets people who are dressed in ordinary clothes. Even those who are rich cannot buy quilts outside, but poor people want to save money, so his things can be sold.

This batch can yield a lot. I buy ten quilts for fifty yuan and sell them for fifty yuan. I can make forty yuan for a quilt. There is a lot of profit here.

Li Fumei was carrying a worn-out schoolbag and a yellow urea bag. She was teased by many children along the way. She walked with her head down, not knowing that the road ahead was blocked.

Unable to utter a word, he raised his head and glanced at the person standing in front of him with a stubborn look in his eyes: "Are you... okay?"

Liu Er smiled and said, "Little girl, do you want to buy a quilt when school starts? My quilts are all sold directly from the manufacturer. One quilt is only fifty yuan. If you buy two, it's only eighty yuan."

"Why don't you go and take a look? I don't think your snakeskin bag is big enough to hold many quilts. The weather is getting colder, and if you get sick, it will cost more money."

Li Fumei thought about the time when she had a patched quilt and was laughed at by her roommates, and her eyes were filled with deep inferiority.

Then why not buy a quilt? She has come to a new school and wants to get along well with her roommates. She doesn’t want to be teased and bullied all the time. So, she should buy a quilt.

"Uncle, I want to see the quilt."

Liu Er nodded repeatedly: "Okay, you will definitely like it if you go and take a look. My quilts are all brand new. If you miss this opportunity, I won't come to set up a stall next time."

Li Fumei reached out and touched it. It was as soft as a cloud. She liked it immediately and said softly, "Forty yuan is okay. I'll buy one."

"...Okay, since we get along well with the girl, I'll give her forty dollars."

He took out a bunch of change, bought a quilt and carried it to the dormitory. After making the bedding, he folded up his ugly yellow urea bag and hid it.

The other girls came back one after another, greeted each other, and didn't say anything more.

This night was the best sleep Li Fumei had ever had. It was warm and she no longer had to be woken up by the cold. Life went on peacefully for a few days, and then...an accident happened.

In the morning, Li Xinyue was washing her face in the bathroom when she saw herself in the mirror. Suddenly, she smiled at herself strangely. The smile was so eerie and terrifying that it made people feel like they were falling into an ice cave.

His pupils shrank and he screamed unconsciously: "Ahhhh!"

The other three were startled and ran over, knocking on the door and shouting, "Xinyue, why did you come to open the door? Did something happen?"

Unable to knock on the door, one person ran out to find the dormitory manager. Finally, he opened the door with the key and saw a person lying on the ground. The bathroom mirror was smashed to pieces.

The dormitory manager sent the man to the hospital. Li Fumei looked in the mirror and always felt like something was staring at her, but she couldn't see it.

At night she had a nightmare. In the dream, there was a woman in red, floating above her, staring at her intently. She heard a bewitching voice in her ears, constantly telling her to die.