The black shadow slowly started to move, and I couldn't help but say: "Be careful with the net!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of pipeline brothers who were pulling up the fishnet suddenly let go like two teams in a tug of war. They all fell onto their backs. The fishing net was pulled up, but it was already broken.

The black shadow had already torn the fishing net apart when I told him to be careful.

After tearing the fishing net, he/she still stays there.

The pipeline brother holding the fishing net stood up from the ground, looked at his broken net, and said with a dark face: "It seems that if it is not our wealth, we will lose it, forget it! If you fail to steal the chicken, you will lose a lot of rice!"

At this time, I was even more furious. Where the hell are your ancestors from? Aren't you just a pile of dead meat? Since you died in the sewer in vain, all the gentlemen here and an aunt are helping you, but you can't survive.

Is it possible for Po Meng to invite you?

Thinking of Po Meng, I remembered what was said above about how the parents would call the corpse by name and the corpse would float out of the water, so he said to the policewoman: "You'd better go back and check to see if there is anyone who has been missing recently and has not been found."

, get his name!”

The policewoman didn't know what I meant by this name, and I didn't tell her this method, because if I told her, she might not believe it.

However, the missing persons must be investigated after all. The policewoman said: "Don't close this sewer entrance for the time being. You can guard it here and don't let anyone fall in. We will go back and investigate the recent missing persons!"

After she finished speaking, she drove away in the car with the male police officer.

The pipe brothers also left.

People came and went, looking at me strangely.

I thought of serving the people, Comrade Lei Feng, and the revolutionary martyrs... So I kept smiling and reminded them friendly not to fall into the sewer.

The waiting time was long, but fortunately the policewoman finally arrived.

The policewoman said: "Two months ago, there was indeed a man missing. His name is Wu Yong, and he lives in Xixiao!"

"In that case, can you call his parents?"

The policewoman replied that she had asked her colleague, the man just now, to invite his parents.

I thought I could have a conversation with her after I came here, but after she said that, she stopped talking.

Just now I was doing it alone, now it's the two of us.

If you think about it carefully, in fact, the black figure in the sewer, that is, a dead body, has nothing to do with me, but it is such a coincidence. If it weren't for the fact that I met "gentleness just like you" while writing an article online, I would not have known that there was someone

If you use the rope of a hanged ghost to make a head rope to raise the baby spirit, you will never meet Sun Jihai. If you don't meet them, how can you meet this?

Their parents arrived, a pair of gray-haired old men with heavy expressions.

The male policeman said to me: "I only said to find their son, and you can figure out what to do next!"

I took out my cell phone and dialed Sun Jihai's cell phone, then handed it to his parents and said, "Look, can you talk to your son?"

His mother hurriedly took it and said: "Yong, can you hear what I say? Where are you now? Are you cold? Do you miss your mother... Hello..."

Having said this, the black shadow in the sewer remained, and he hung up the phone.

Isn’t it his mother? I thought to myself.

However, as soon as his mother hung up the phone, she sat at the entrance of the sewer and burst into tears: "Yong, if you hang up as soon as I call you, you don't know how you feel about being a mother, Yong...!"

His mother was crying so hard that even I felt sad after hearing it.

It is not yet certain whether Wu Yong is in the sewer, but the old man understands that even if he hears some clues about her son, he will definitely not let her go.

The old lady cried for a while, and I suddenly heard the sound of rolling water in the waterway. I quickly looked with my hands and eyes: the black figure in the sewer gradually floated to the surface of the water. At this time, I finally saw his true face: indeed, he was a ghost.

The male corpse was swollen and disfigured, and the smell of decay was a hundred times stronger than the smell of sewers.

Now that the body has been found, the rest of the matter is much easier to handle. The policewoman immediately called the forensic doctor.

Although there is a saying that if parents call a drowned child's name by the river/sea, the body will automatically surface, but I can't figure out the reason.

If the children are alive and are frightened, their parents will "call their souls" for them; if their children are dead and their bodies cannot be found, their parents will call their bodies for them. Seeing the old lady crying with sadness, I suddenly wake up.

, or mother and son/daughter are connected. From this point of view, all this is not too strange, but is destined by blood.

The corpse was retrieved by forensic doctors. The degree of decomposition, whether seen or smelled, was beyond the tolerance of ordinary people. I immediately stepped aside. The policewoman's expression was also very unnatural. She was probably trying to control herself not to vomit.

The forensic doctors wore masks and still frowned.

When the old lady and the old man saw the body being fished out, they paid no attention to anything. They wanted to see the body, but the forensic doctor pulled them away, saying that they were afraid that they would be poisoned.

As the bodies were carried away, the waterway wellhead was finally closed.

Before closing it again, I looked again with my hands and eyes, and there was indeed no black shadow anymore.

The old lady and the old man wanted to see it again and again, and finally the forensic doctor agreed that they should go to the police station together for DNA testing. After all, it was impossible to distinguish the corpse from its face or other external features.

Scientifically speaking, if forensic doctors want to prove whether it is Wu Yong, they can only rely on biotechnology testing.

In metaphysics, in fact, they no longer need conclusions. The only one who can surface when the old lady calls her name is her son. This is the telepathy between life and death.

However, I didn’t say much more, and they might not believe me if I did.

At this time, I felt very heavy. It was not that I was afraid, but that I had an indescribable feeling. This feeling was like the feeling when I didn't understand "the thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the body of a wanderer" and suddenly understood.

The policewoman finally became less indifferent to me and stretched out her hand: "Thank you for helping us!"

I also stretched out my hand: "You're welcome! If you have any news over there, can you inform me in time? I want to know if this is the old couple's son?"

The policewoman nodded, then walked into the police car with the male policeman and walked away.

I was left alone at the scene again, and when I was about to leave, I still had a question in my mind: Why did Wu Yong still not answer the call from his parents in the end? In this world, the closest people are to him are his parents.

If his parents don't answer their calls, whose call does he want to answer?

Thinking of this, I remembered again that when Wu Yong was fished out just now, he was still holding the water-soaked mobile phone in his hand.

Has he been discovered and the resentment gone?

While I was thinking about it, I took out my cell phone and continued to call Sun Jihai's cell phone, praying in my heart that it must be Sun Jihai who answered the call, not Wu Yong.

The phone was connected again. I took a deep breath and asked, "Is it Master Sun?"

There was another loud bang and the call was hung up.

When I heard this, I felt scared and angry.

Why is it still him that I am afraid of? Why is it still him that I am angry with?

I have let you see the light of day again, why are you teasing me like this? I have not offended you!

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I picked up my phone and was about to drop it, but I held myself back before I dropped it. This must be my thing after all, and no one would pay compensation if it was broken.

I sat down on the ground and cursed secretly: "Wu Yong, if it weren't for the pain of seeing your mother with white hair sending her black hair, and I really want to greet her at this moment, whose call do you want to hear? At least you said

Come out, it’s not convenient for your family to do things, I will do things, even if I go to hell, just don’t torture people like this!"

You may be scolded, but the problem will eventually be solved.

I looked at the time and originally wanted to ask Sun Jihai again about the person who raised the baby spirit, but dusk came and Xiao Hei had been waiting for me for a day, so he was already hungry.

Although I am alone in my house, there are two mouths.

When I returned to 302, it was completely dark. I turned on the light and gave Xiaohei some small fish I bought on the way.

Then I planned to write about the encounter with the shadow in the sewer online.

Just as I was writing, I received a call from the policewoman: "Are you Zhao Dalong?"

"Please call me Zhao Zilong, or Zilong!"

The policewoman continued: "We have proven that it is indeed Wu Yong, and the murderer has been found!"

"So fast, the case was solved in less than two hours!" I couldn't help but be a little surprised. I had the impression that I was only so fast when I was looking for bicycles for the imperial army.

"A piece of meat that was not his own was found between Wu Yong's fingernails. When he investigated his friends, it was found that the murderer was his friend. He borrowed Wu Yong's ten pieces and then killed him and silenced him!"

"Does he still have his cell phone?" What I'm most concerned about is this.

"It has been cremated with the body!" the policewoman said: "This is not physical evidence, so there is no need to keep it!"

I said: "Wait a minute!"

Then I hung up the police phone and dialed Sun Jihai's number. I thought that Wu Yong's unjust case had been settled and I would not call him again, but I didn't expect to call him again.

I resumed the call with the policewoman, and I was suffocating: How could you do this? The case was settled, but you left me alone and burned the phone. I was still going to find out if there was something wrong with the phone.

I couldn't help but say: "Holy shit..."

"What are you talking about?" Before I could finish speaking, the policewoman interrupted me.

"Holy crap...holy crap...I'll copy the data on the USB flash drive!" I stammered a reason. Suddenly I remembered something and said, "Can I meet that friend of his?"

The policewoman agreed.

I touched Xiao Hei's head and rushed to the police station wearing stars and moons.

The policewoman said: "He is in the interrogation room, confessing the crime!"

I walked into the interrogation room, and in front of a table sat Wu Yong's friend. Behind him, there was leniency for those who confessed, and strictness for those who resisted.

"He borrowed your money and you want to kill him?" I asked.

"I regret it very much now!" He said with a haggard look on his face: "I failed in business and couldn't get over it, so I was cruel. But I haven't been able to sleep since then, but I may be able to have a good sleep tonight!
To be continued...