Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Chapter 29 Those who are really perverted are not human beings

Half an hour later, Luo Zhao arrived in a hurry.

He had a bad look on his face and was clearly annoyed.

However, he has a reserved temperament, so he does not express himself excessively.

But his unhappiness, along with a sense of majesty, radiated out.

"Didn't I warn you not to enter the border!"

"I'm in trouble!"

"Is it okay to disobey orders?"

"I'm not your subordinate, your employee, why should I obey your orders?!"

"For the sake of your life!"

"Isn't this... nothing happened?" Fu Minghui felt guilty for a moment, but quickly pretended to be tough, "Who told you not to even give me a contact information? What else can I do? In the big hall of the cultural center Are there ads on the screen?”

Luo Zhao said nothing and wanted to strangle the woman to death.

When he is busy, he may not notice the positioning information sent by the ring.

If he were a step late today, would there be any adverse consequences?
  Although he found this woman troublesome, he didn't want her to die in the border.

"I will definitely do what I promised you before." He took a deep breath and suppressed his temper. "What's so urgent that you can't wait a few days?"

"I encountered a ghost, outside the boundary." Fu Minghui blurted out, "But that's not the point. The point is the fire incident. There may be a hidden branch line. We, no, it's you, haven't discovered the branch line yet! If If it’s not completely resolved, the fire space will always exist and you won’t be able to clean it up.”

Luo Zhao was startled.

"Come on, you'd better convince me with your reasons." He sat down unceremoniously, pretending to be all ears.

Unintentionally, I glanced at the laptop on the desk opposite.

But Fu Minghui was not afraid of him because he had turned off his phone long ago.

It was about Hua Chan. She would never expose any information to this man again.

He is too sharp and too strong.

"We're not just having a drink, so I won't get you a drink."

Fu Minghui was also a little short of breath, so while talking, he sat next to Luo Zhao.

Then he told me in detail about the old lady on the 19th floor and the construction site dream.

Regarding business matters, Luo Zhao was extremely patient, listened attentively, and showed no signs of impatience at all.

"Putting the two things together, what do you want to prove?" After a moment of silence, Luo Zhao spread his hands.

"It proves that even if we are not in the border, the supernatural events I encountered may be true!"

Fu Minghui subconsciously leaned forward, "Look, encountering ghosts is something that exists in legends. Who told you in reality, can you believe it? But I encountered it, and it happened in fact. Otherwise You can check the police records to see if I lied. Maybe I will have to be pulled to take a transcript tomorrow."

She took a deep breath and looked at Luo Zhao steadily, "The old lady on the 19th floor, or her soul, asked me for help. So the nightmare about the construction site may also be the workers asking me for help. In the dream There are charred corpses and broken limbs on the altar, doesn’t it mean it’s related to the fire incident?”

Seeing that Luo Zhao didn't speak, she continued, "The fire accident has been found to be man-made. So many people died just to fulfill the greed of profiteers, as well as the sinister Feng Shui bureau of the Chinese people. Then you have never thought about building that The underground altar needs human hands? But what about those people?"

Luo Zhao stretched out his index finger, put it on Fu Minghui's forehead, and gently pushed her back.

She was so excited that she got too close.

Everyone has a psychological safety distance, and people with a lonely personality usually require a greater distance.

"Kill and silence." Luo Zhao nodded.

"Where is the body? Who was killed?" Fu Minghui moved back. She also felt that he was too close, almost touching her, but she didn't mean to do so.

"We have inspected the scene. First of all, the altar is not big, unlike the scale seen in the border. There are indeed sixteen death piles, but they are distributed far away from the central altar. They fell in. As long as they can sneak around quietly, just three or five people, there is no need to assemble a construction team."

Fu Minghui tried to remember.

The construction workers in the dream seemed to be a long row, but only a few of them were clearly identifiable.

They pushed the cart in front of her continuously, as if they wanted to show her repeatedly.

"In this day and age, are those wheelbarrow carts still used to push waste soil on construction sites?" she wondered.

She has never even attended a serious class for a day in her life, let alone know this.

"The fortifications have to be carried out secretly, and small tools are easy to hide." Luo Zhao frowned slightly and said, "How could we not pay attention to the problem of construction workers? But on the surface, all construction workers are registered, and there are no casualties."

"So? No more checking?"

Luo Zhao was helpless: This woman really couldn't hold her breath.

"Before, there were a lot of haunting rumors on the construction site." He said slowly. "I think they are nonsense. However, problems frequently occurred during the reconstruction process there, and workers were always injured. It is these rumors and reports that The fact that one layer after another collapsed put great psychological pressure on the profiteer, and also made the people behind him lose their composure."

"Are the rumors of hauntings similar to my dreams?" Fu Minghui suddenly asked.

If not, the good Luo Zhao would not say this.

After all, he is an atheist.

He thinks there is a scientific explanation for everything.

"They are almost the same." Luo Zhao admitted and changed the subject, "You have seen it with your own eyes in the border. The sixteen dead piles were pieced together. After the excavation, it was found that from the perspective of the structure of the limbs, they were not the same. There were more than sixteen people. Preliminary speculation is that the other party must be a construction worker who was recruited through illegal means. After secretly building the altar, he killed them, then dismembered them and mixed them with the burnt corpses."

"You're really not human!" Fu Minghui gritted his teeth.

"That country often did this kind of thing in the past. The management was unwilling to compensate workers who died on the job, so they buried the bodies upright in buildings. Even if you travel now, you will occasionally see so-called human bones in specific places. Sacrifice and the like.”

"Those who are really perverted are not human beings!" Fu Minghui continued to grit his teeth.

Then he said angrily, "You just said that you speculated that the corpses of construction workers were mixed with the corpses of the victims of the fire accident. Haven't you considered it in other directions? Have you confirmed it?"

"It's only been a few days? There are so many victims and the bones are in a mess. The DNA test can't produce results so quickly." Luo Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Fu Minghui. "You should know that this matter cannot be investigated and acted upon openly, right?"

Fu Minghui was a little discouraged, but understood.

Such is the case with vicious crimes, they are often committed very quickly. However, the subsequent investigation and processing will take a long time.

So many times, justice comes later.

Don't worry, it's on its way.

Moreover, this matter is indeed a mysterious incident, and the investigation must be conducted privately.

Doesn't she even know what Luo Zhao does and where he belongs?
  　Babies.

　　The editor of Meili Gang informed me that I should temporarily change the order because the word limit cannot be exceeded due to website recommendations.

　　So, starting from today, I will update every day.

　　Tomorrow at eleven o'clock.

　　The speed will be restored after it is put on the shelves.

　　Love life, love you.

(End of this chapter)