Uneasy

Chapter 17 Whose skeleton is this? (2)
Hearing this unbelievable plot concept, Zhou Yuanyi and Xiao Gao showed speechless expressions on their faces.They simply couldn't understand how this suspense writer who seemed elegant and sat in front of the computer writing all day could come up with such a perverted and bizarre story.

Judging from Xiaowen's corpse found in the back mountain of Yuanbao Villa, mercury was indeed poured into her body from the top of her head, but it did not cause the peeling of muscles and skin. It became a blur.

As Chen Ziyan said, the records in the unofficial history are indeed just artistic exaggeration.

And beside the corpse, no iron rod was found, and no trace of the murderer trying to smash the flesh and bones was found inside the corpse.So it can also be seen from this that the murderer only knew the outline of what Chen Ziyan wrote, but did not know the specific concept of the novel.

The specific idea of ​​the novel only existed in Chen Ziyan's mind, and it was impossible for the murderer to know about it.

But from Chen Ziyan's introduction, Zhou Yuanyi was still sure that the murderer who killed Xiaowen probably wanted to peel off her skin, so he poured mercury from the wound on her head.And seeing that Mercury's skinning was not as successful as planned, the murderer had to use other methods to peel off the human skin on Xiaowen's face.

Probably because of the limited time and for the sake of safety, the murderer just hastily peeled off part of Xiaowen's face, then gave up the plan, and then fled.

From a certain point of view, can this be regarded as the murderer's failure?

But even if the murderer's skinning plan failed, it is an indisputable fact that Xiaowen died in the back mountain of Yuanbao Villa.

4
While Zhou Yuanyi and Xiao Gao were discussing the punishment of skinning with Chen Ziyan in the inspection building, Wu Qiang was looking for witnesses at the foot of the back mountain of Yuanbaoshanzhuang Cemetery.He hoped someone would have seen the driver of the stolen taxi when it was abandoned that afternoon.

At the place where the taxi stops, there is an inconspicuous small shop. There is no signboard in the shop, only a piece of cardboard is hung by the door, which reads: Recycle tobacco and alcohol gifts.

The boss is the guy who agreed to trade tobacco and alcohol with Gao Wei—Aji.

Aji is a fat man, only 1.6 meters tall, but weighs 190 kilograms.He has been in this business for many years, and his clients are mainly officials who have received gifts.He bought tobacco and alcohol from officials at a low price, and then sold them to other tobacco shops at a price slightly lower than the market wholesale price.

Aji's business is quite good, because he has never sent fake products to his next family, and he has always had a credit guarantee.This is for sure, the sources of goods are all gifts accepted by officials and leaders, no one will send fake cigarettes and alcohol to his immediate boss, unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

The reason why Aji opened the small shop in such a remote place, so low-key, without even a signboard, is also related to his customers-no official leader would want to make it known to everyone in the city that he sold gifts for money.

Selling gifts, tobacco and alcohol cannot be done by subordinates. After all, paper can't cover fire, so relatives of officials usually sell them.

Aji's service attitude is very good, because he knows that these officials are likely to control the life and death of his shop one day.Whenever a car stopped outside his shop, he always bowed his head, shaking his fat body, ran to the front of the car, opened the door with sweat profusely, and smiled all over his face. Regards.

When the taxi stopped outside Aji's shop, he naturally thought that it was another relative of an official who came to sell gifts, so he hurried to the car and wanted to open the door.He noticed that today the taxi driver was wearing a baseball cap with a wide brim, and the shadow almost covered most of his face.There was no one sitting in the co-pilot seat, a young beautiful girl wearing a long skirt sat in the back row, but she collapsed on the seat and fell into a coma.

This made Aji feel a little surprised, the car stopped, why are the passengers still sleeping?
But before Aguila opened the door, the driver had already noticed him standing beside the car, stepped on the accelerator quickly, and made a beautiful drift, driving the car to an open space 30 meters away.

Aji is not a dumb bird, he understands that the driver does not welcome him, nor is he a customer, so he has no choice but to turn around and return to the shop resentfully.As soon as he sat down in the shop, Aji looked back at the taxi curiously.He saw that the taxi driver had got out of the car, supported the young girl in the back row, and was walking towards the back mountain road of Yuanbao Villa.

It was very strange, the girl walked in a very strange posture, her knees seemed to be so stiff that they were not bent at all, her head was drooping, and her whole body was very limp.Aji looked carefully again, but found a fact that he couldn't believe - the girl was walking forward with the support of the driver. A gust of wind suddenly passed by, and the hem of her long skirt flew up. To see, the girl has no feet.

Aji usually likes to surf the Internet, and he often squats in the Tianya community's Lianpeng nonsense column to read horror stories.He remembered that he had read a ghost story reposted by others before, about the No. 375 bus in Beijing.

Late one night, a young man got on the last bus of No. 375 bus at the South Gate Station of Yuanmingyuan.There was also an old lady who got on the train at this station at the same time as him.After two stops, the bus arrived at Beigongmen Station. At this station, two strange-looking people came up.No, to be precise, three people came up, because there was one person between the two.

The man who was being held had disheveled hair and kept his head down.The other two were wearing robes that looked like official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty, and their faces were pale.The young man was terrified, but the bus driver said nonchalantly that there were many film studios nearby, and the three of them were probably actors on the set.Qing court dramas are popular recently, and the three of them probably got too drunk, and came out to take the bus without even changing their clothes.

The bus continued silently toward the final station, Xiangshan, and after two stops, the old lady who got on the bus at Nanmen Station suddenly stood up, and frantically faced the young man sitting in front of her for a while. They beat her up and yelled and cursed that the young man stole her wallet.The young man got anxious, stood up and scolded the old lady: "You are so old, why are you still spitting blood?"

The old lady didn't speak, but glared at the young man angrily, and grabbed his collar with her hand and refused to let go.The young man was flushed with anxiety, but the old lady said, "The police station is in front, let's go there to judge!" The young man was anxious, and said, "Just go, who is afraid of whom?"

The two got out of the car and looked at the bus that had gone away, but the old lady let out a sigh of relief.

The young man asked impatiently, "Where is the police station?" The old lady said, "What police station? I saved your life! The three people who got into the car just now are not human beings, but ghosts!"

"What? Ghost? Are you talking nonsense?" the young man said contemptuously.

The old lady glared at her and said, "I have doubts as soon as they get in the car, so I keep looking back at them. Coincidentally, it may be because of the wind blowing in from the window, so I can see everything. A gust of wind blows the two The hem of individual cheongsams blew up - I saw they had no legs at all!"

The lad was terrified, but still in disbelief.Because he was on the last train just now, he couldn't go home now, so he quarreled with the old lady on the side of the road again.The old lady didn't say anything, she took out ten yuan from her bag, handed it to the young man, and said, "Take a taxi." Only then did the young man calm down.

The next day, the bus terminal reported to the police that the last 375 bus from the night before disappeared mysteriously together with a driver and a female conductor.At noon that day, the police found the missing bus near the Miyun Reservoir, more than 100 kilometers away from Xiangshan Mountain, and found three severely decomposed bodies inside the bus.The driver and conductor were missing, and have not been found until now.

This is a very typical Internet ghost story, and there are many versions, some versions have changed the time, and some versions have changed the location.In short, there are such urban rumors in almost every city, and without exception, no relevant source can be found, let alone evidence to prove its authenticity.

Almost everyone knows that these stories were improvised by those Internet writers hiding behind the Internet, but everyone reposted and discussed them endlessly, and said with certainty that similar stories had appeared in their own cities.

Although the weather was sweltering, Aji was still in a cold sweat from fright.

He immediately thought of the ghost story about the bus. How could the situation in front of him be so similar to the description in that story?

Is that girl a ghost?Who is that man holding her?How dare he stay with ghosts?
The world is clear and the sky is bright and the sun is bright. Aji does not believe in ghosts, and he also knows that the ghost stories he saw before were made up by others.So when he calmed down the tension in his heart, he quickly realized what was going on with the weird situation he saw.

(End of this chapter)