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The nourishment of the blood spirit (17)

"Sir Tianshi, how old is your younger brother? Is it considered abducting a child?" Xu Yuanfang asked angrily.

The last time he went to Luoxianpo people's village with He Lingyu, and he also came back together. From the beginning to the end, He Lingyu didn't tell him, and even brought back a little ghost from there.

He Lingyu looked at him with a smile and suddenly said, "That's right, why don't I hand over the little bald man to you and I'll bother Detective Xu to send him back?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xu Yuanfang turned his head and saw Si Kai smiling like a teenage middle school second-year-old.

"Are you reborn?" Xu Yuanfang glared.

Si Kai's smile froze on his face, and he knew what it means to be rejuvenated.

Is he very old?

So Sikai opened Baidu and typed "Is it very old at 27?"

......

Since Liu Ziqian was arrested, Xiao An has been restless.

She didn't know why she was uneasy, and even the police could not find any evidence. She was not a slander, she was not guilty, and the law could not punish her. She was worrying about nothing. Yes, it must be, worry about nothing.

At this time, the doorbell rang outside, it must be takeaway.

Xiao An opened his phone and called according to the rider's phone number displayed on the takeaway order. A rough and atmospheric sound of the rider sounded outside the door: "Hey?"

Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the door, and said to the rider angrily: "Call it first and then knock on the door!"

With the rider confused, Xiao An closed the door heavily.

The takeaway was made of fish-flavored shredded pork and a bottle of drink. In the last half month, Xiao An ordered the meal at this restaurant.

After finishing the meal, Xiao An put the lunch box and the takeaway bag on the door. The entrance was filled with takeaway lunch boxes and drink bottles. Xiao An hadn't walked out of the house for half a month, and of course he had never thrown the garbage. In the community where she lives, the cleaning aunt was only responsible for the community hygiene. The hygiene of the corridor required the residents to maintain it themselves. Xiao An once tried to put the garbage at the door. The next day, two old ladies came to knock on the door and said that her garbage had already smelled and affected other residents, so she asked her to take it to the trash can downstairs and threw it away immediately.

Helplessly, Xiao An had to put all the garbage at home. She didn't dare to go out. The case in college was brought up a while ago, and she was worried that she would be fleshed again.

The smell in the room became bigger and bigger. Xiao An opened all the windows, but the unpleasant smell still filled the room.

She turned on the TV, and the screen was dark and the camera was approaching, and she was actually pressing the body.

Xiao An quickly switched to another channel, and the host of the program guided the guest to speak with a smile. The guest was gray-haired, in a suit and tie, and the subtitles below said "Internationally renowned Criminal Psychologist".

With a trembling hand, Xiao An's remote control fell to the floor, making a crisp sound.

She bent down to pick it up, but her stomach hurt suddenly. She squatted on the ground in pain and couldn't stand up.

My aunt didn’t come and didn’t catch a cold, why did my stomach hurt suddenly?

Could it be that the takeaway I just ate is unhygienic?

Xiao An endured the pain and was about to give the seller a negative review, but just as he picked up his cell phone, a phone call came over.

"Hello, I am a rider on XX platform. Your takeaway is here with me. My electric car is out of power and has been wasted time. I'm so sorry. I'll have to get to you later. Can you see?"

Xiao An didn't react for a while, takeaway? Rider?

"Didn't you just delivered takeaway to me?" Xiao An said.

"No, I just borrowed an electric car from someone and it will take twenty minutes to get to you. I'm so sorry." The rider kept apologizing.

Xiao An hung up the phone and quickly searched for the call record. Just twenty minutes ago, she called the rider.

However, on her call record, the last call was yesterday. She called her father and asked her to send her money...

She never called the rider at all, and the takeaway she ordered was still on the way!

Xiao An's head buzzed, her lower abdomen became more and more painful. She gasped heavily, and the air was filled with the smell of rottenness and deterioration.

The TV screen is no longer the crime expert, a woman is screaming.

Xiao An wanted to turn off the TV, but then she remembered that the remote control fell to the ground and she had not picked it up yet.

It was already dark and there was no light on the room. Relying on the light from the TV screen, she saw the remote control under the sofa, maybe she accidentally kicked it in just now.

The abdominal pain was like a twist. Xiao An endured the pain, put his hand under the sofa, and touched the remote control.

But the place where I started was cold, it was not a remote control!

She was startled and was about to retract her hand, but something caught her.

It's a hand, a cold and harsh hand.

Xiao An screamed loudly, her voice coincided with the sound on TV.

She used all her strength to struggle, but she couldn't get it away. She was pulled from the sofa by the hand and fell to the ground. She kicked her legs hard and wanted to stand up, but it was useless. One of her arms was tightly grasped and almost broke.

"Help, help!"

"Old classmate, don't be afraid, I'm just here to see you and see if you are doing well." The voice came from the TV. With the sound, a woman appeared on the TV screen, a woman in red clothes appeared.

Xiao An widened her eyes. She didn't know this woman. Which star is this? Yes, she is a star, an actor, this is a TV series!

But the "old classmate" sounded like floating from the grave, making her shudder.

Since graduating from college, she has not contacted any classmates, not only college classmates, but also classmates from elementary school to high school.

Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief in comfort. She struggled again, trying to stand up, but the sound on the TV sounded again, this time, calling her name directly.

"An Xiaozhen, don't you know me anymore? I'm Xiaobai. That time I lost my ring and mistakenly thought it was you who stole it. I'm so sorry, it's me wrong. But I apologized to you that time and you also forgave me. Why did you kill me? Why?"

Xiaobai? Xiaobai?

Xiao An didn't dare to watch the woman on TV. She lay flat on the floor, her arm was still being held tightly under the sofa. She looked at the ceiling and gasped, like a fish offshore.

She had long forgotten Xiaobai's appearance, not only Xiaobai, but also Song Miao and Zhang Mengmeng. She couldn't remember them anymore, and she had no idea about those people and things. She had nothing to do with her. She never thought of them.

Their people and their faces were already blurred in her memory.
Chapter completed!
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