Psychopathic Cup Noodle

"Good night, Editor Lu." That night, the man threw the pillow into Lu Cheng's hands, and the way he threw it in a random direction had to be said to be ironic——

"Please take care of me from now on."

In this way, Lu Cheng officially decided to live in Bai Chong's house - "decided" to live here.

At this time, Lu Cheng already understood that this man was by no means a temporary idea.

And absolutely no regrets.

The bad, the wicked, the hopeless.

Besides, there are no other words suitable for this man in the lexicon invented by humans——

It's like laying down railroad tracks, one section, one section, one section... In the lifetime, the train on the track will inevitably continue to travel along the road paved by men, or it will be derailed and destroyed - the two must be the best One, there is no other choice.

Lu Cheng understood this earlier that day.Before Lu Cheng caught the man's malicious pillow on the sofa, and after he found the dead body in the bathtub of the man's house.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the Baichong van, the young man fell into deathly silence as if he had been beaten with a club.

Of course no one beat him with a club, and the man didn't even make a threatening gesture.

But the youth—cannot speak.The space seems to be filled with an airbag called "fear". If you dare to speak, even if it's just a syllable... something will break, and acid will be sprinkled on your body, and the man driving the car with a blank expression , the tumbling sea water on the right side of the speeding car, and the body in the rear compartment that occasionally tilted slightly as the car swooped... It seemed that each of them would open its mouth wide and swallow him in one fell swoop.

"I asked a friend of the policeman I knew, and he said that he would surrender himself to the police station before they acted. Teacher, let me go with you." Finally.After tens of thousands of tangling and wording, the young man finally mustered up the courage——

"Finally mustered up the courage."

Huh?

"Although I didn't find that the phone was taken away by me, you have already asked the police, right?"

"..."

"It's okay, I don't care about your lying, take it." The man thoughtfully took out Lu Cheng's cell phone from his jacket pocket - "here, take it?"

"Don't worry, just call the police."—In an instant, Lu Cheng believed that the man was planning to surrender—"As long as you are not afraid of being arrested." Bai Chong said.

what?

"Why should I be afraid? Just check the bathtub in your house - no," although in the men's room, the victim was killed not in the bathtub but in a plastic bag.From entering that room to leaving the room—probably never leaving the bag.And in order to prevent the victim from breaking the fresh-keeping bag during the struggle, the man used more than [-] layers of bags... So even if you search for the victim's clothes fibers and skin debris in the man's room, it may not be fruitful. "—As long as you check the victim's body, especially the nails, you will find the fibers of the fresh-keeping bag. If you compare it with the fresh-keeping bag in your room—it's impossible not to suspect you!" He had an idea, "And It's impossible not to leave the same fiber on your car!"

"Probably..." The man agreed, nodding casually, "But those are fresh-keeping bags that you can buy everywhere...Compared to that, the police won't care if fingerprints are found on the bags that used to hold corpses Ziploc bag, right?"

Lu Cheng didn't understand what the man meant, so he looked straight at him.At the red light, Bai Chong stepped on the brakes and lightly tapped the steering wheel with his index finger wearing a driving glove.

"I usually melt the pockets that used to hold corpses, but I still keep one." After speaking, the man lowered his head, responding to the young man's gaze.His light-colored pupils emitted a strange golden light like a halo from a certain angle: "The night before...you carried a lot of garbage bags, right? And..."

"And so kindly gave me the 'only' pair of gloves?"

The man stretched out his hand, giving the illusion that he wanted to touch the young man's chin for a moment. Lu Cheng turned his head to avoid it, only to find that something square was thrown on his knee.

He quickly opened the thing and took a look, ID card, bank card, banknotes...

If it was a few hours ago, he was willing to exchange everything in the world for this thing, but now, he would rather have it get into that dark tunnel without hesitation.

Now he remembered, that night, it was the man who told him to go to his house at first; it was also the man who said that the wallet was thrown into the garbage chute, and he had no choice but to go downstairs to dig through the garbage.

Had he touched the corpse that was just discovered yesterday morning?

If there is, according to the law of throwing corpses tonight and killing people during the day... Lu Cheng couldn't help covering his mouth, and a wave of vomiting continued to climb down the esophagus.

Yes, everything is in order.

That night, the male master who called repeatedly but never showed up.The deathly silence in the room, and the instant noodles that quickly make people fall asleep after eating.What's in it?Young people dare not think.

Wasn't he also at that man's house during that day?When I was drinking the iced coffee with endless aftertaste in the living room, when I was washing my face in the bathroom and feeling the man's verbal skills, there was a shower curtain, behind the shower curtain that I didn't open that day...

"Have you peeked at my bathroom except for the bathtub?"

This man is a devil.

"Editor Lu, Editor Lu...?" After finally waking up, the man's voice was still in the ear canal, as soft as rain falling on fine sand, and whispered like a breeze blowing leaves, "Are you okay? Great, wallet Losing it was a false alarm... Are you happy?"

The young man grabbed his valuable T-shirt by the neckline, but the man was extremely calm as expected: "Calm down, calm down... You don't want to die together in this situation, do you? With a corpse behind you, on the road to the beach On? And, not only fingerprints, but what about the clothes you wore that day? Do you know where they are?"

"..."

"What do you think would happen if you found fragments of your clothes in the hands of the victim, or you happened to find a plastic bag with the hair of the drowned person and your clothes on the beach where the drowned person 'wrecked'?" Wait for the young man to answer.There is no enthusiasm in his eyes, and there is no ripple in his tone, but like the front teeth of a poisonous snake, it is full of invisible and colorless meaning of victory:

"Did you have an alibi the night before? Did you have one this night?"

"If we die together now, you'll undoubtedly be regarded as an accomplice... You see, it's better not to act rashly." At this point, the man changed his sarcastic tone and suddenly lowered his voice.

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

The deep, firm and clear tone echoed in the car like a hallucination, and Lu Cheng was shaken again, trembling uncontrollably.Until the next second, the man reached out to help him adjust the buckle on the seat belt, giving the final blow as if playing:

"Your sister is still in school, don't you need to think about her future?"