I frowned slightly and shook my head, indicating that I couldn't tell Zou Weimin.
Zou Weimin hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Mr. Luo, I also know that what you do cannot be tolerated by ordinary people, but I would like to ask a question for my colleagues and Shiyu's other friends, is it safe for her to follow you?"
Zou Weimin asked this question, which was not an exaggeration at all.
But this question just touched on my pain point, and it was also something I couldn't answer.
After a long silence, I replied: "She will be fine, I will guarantee it with my life."
Zou Weimin looked at me blankly for a few seconds. He suddenly smiled and seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.
"The leaders value Mr. Luo very much, and even want to ask Mr. Luo to go to the backlog processing department to have a look. There are many unresolved cases there, and the clues are so perplexing that they cannot be solved by common sense. I hope Mr. Luo can come and help in his spare time. Let Shiyu come back and take a look."
I nodded and didn't answer any more.
When we returned to Tang Zhishu's house, it was the police car driven by Zou Weimin. Tang Zhishu did not come with us, but was left behind. He wanted to tell the police the details of what had just happened, as well as other things about Ren Xueliang.
Tang Zhishu handed the key to his home to Zou Weimin. When we entered the house, it was already dark.
The Tang family's house was dark and dark. Although the lights were on, the lights were covered with a layer of green.
Faintly, it seemed that a woman could be heard sobbing softly in her ears.
The room was too quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, which made the sobbing sound even more weird, as if it appeared directly in people's consciousness.
But if you listen carefully, you don’t hear it...
This feeling is like an auditory hallucination heard when it is extremely quiet, or walking on a certain road and feeling that something has happened here before.
I walked straight towards the staircase and attic. At the same time, I raised my right hand and made a stop motion to others.
Feng Jun and the others stopped and did not follow me.
I went back to the attic alone.
There was no light on in the attic, but a candle was strangely lit at the base of the wall.
The glass shards on the ground reflected mottled broken light under the light of the candle, making it feel chilly.
The female corpse, which had been laid flat on the ground before, was now sitting strangely.
What's even weirder is that her eyes seem to have been opened, staring straight ahead.
The white fuzz on his body grew and almost covered his entire face.
The position of her abdomen was even weirder, as if she sat up and squeezed the fetal body inside, causing the fetus' hands to prop up and push the belly, forming an outline on the surface of the belly.
The dagger was still stuck in the center of his stomach and had not been released.
"Tang Qingqing, someone died just now." I adjusted my breathing slightly and said.
Suddenly, the candlelight in the room jumped, causing the light in the room to flicker and flicker.
"The damn person is dead, your father is still alive, and your mother is still alive. Death is like a light going out. There is no one in this world that you can hate anymore, and there is nothing that can make you obsessed with it. There is no need to continue to be evil. Minus, you hate this fetus in your belly, I will place it, and after receiving the fetus, you can go on your way without worries, right?"
As I spoke, I put on the Gray Fairy gloves again.
There was a soft thud.
Tang Qingqing's body suddenly fell heavily toward the back.
Not only did she fall, but her hands that were holding the dagger loosened their grip, hanging weakly on both sides, and her tightly closed legs also relaxed.
I squatted down, got between Tang Qingqing's legs, and quickly placed a series of vaginal objects.
After taking off Tang Qingqing's pants, my slender and well-proportioned legs were covered with scars, and I frowned slightly.
But I can imagine how this beast Ren Xueliang tortured Tang Qingqing. She gave me the same feeling as my little girl at that time, but the choices between the two were still different.
Then I took off the clothes on Tang Qingqing's abdomen, looked at the wound carefully, and then pressed on her abdomen with one hand.
I closed my eyes, cleared my throat, and what came out of my mouth was a high-pitched voice: "Infant-birth spirit, avoid the sun!"
"The fetus is full term and should be born..."
"In December, incense and candles are used to pay tribute to the yin!"
In a daze, I seemed to hear a woman's painful roar in my ears, and my arms felt like they were being clenched, but in my peripheral vision, there was nothing on my arms.
I pressed one hand on the abdomen of the female corpse, and the other hand was between her legs.
The change in the formula for connecting the vagina is also due to the actual situation of the matter. Ren Xueliang died, without his father to worship him, and he had not yet chosen a name. I could only connect the vagina first, and then think about how to worship the fetus, or use other methods to deal with it.
As for Tang Qingqing, she gave birth safely and should be able to send her off well.
But what makes me frown is that the vaginal fetus that was supposed to be born has not come out for a long time...
Tang Qingqing's swollen abdomen was originally stretched out where the baby's handprints were, but now it was twisted into a ball, as if it was clenched tightly.
The candle on the wall swayed more and more intensely, and the candle flame was on the verge of extinguishing, and then became blazing again.
There is a slight cold feeling on my neck, as if a pair of small hands are climbing up and trying to strangle my neck...
I squinted my eyes slightly and popped out a few words again: "The moon is full, the fetus should fall, if the evil continues unabated, I will be punished by oil!"
As a result, the cold feeling on the neck not only did not subside, but became even colder and even tighter!
I felt a chill in my ears, as if I had been blown by someone... My skin was suddenly covered with fine goosebumps.
But I didn't look back, but quickly pulled something out from the side!
That's a piece of white felt made of Atractylodes macrocephala! I slapped Tang Qingqing hard on the abdomen and shouted: "Get out!"
The next moment, Tang Qingqing's abdomen suddenly trembled.
My hand suddenly felt heavy, and the smooth feeling revealed a biting coldness.
I looked down and saw that what fell in my palm was a vagina.
It's just that the Yin Fei's head and face are strangely similar to Ren Xueliang's.
Logically speaking, newborn babies are all little old, even vaginal fetuses are no exception. It is difficult to say that they feel like parents just after birth.
But this vaginal fetus not only looks like Ren Xueliang, but its eyes are actually open.
This face also has flaming eyes!
In addition, there was a wound on its heart, which should have been pierced by Tang Qingqing.
He was killed by his mother in the womb.
Fine red fuzz is densely covered on the surface of its skin, and it even gives people a jade-like texture as a whole.
My eyelids twitched slightly.
Even before he was born, he was hated by his mother and was even killed by her own hands. In the end, his mother even hanged herself. She would rather die than let her be born...
It was probably because of this that it directly became a blood evil.
And that appearance proved that it might become the same evil person as Ren Xueliang.
This is also due to fate. If he were born, with his life experience, how much benefit could he get from childhood?
In addition, I also felt an emotion in it, which was an extremely strong reluctance.
It even tempted me to raise my hand and stuff him back into Tang Qingqing's belly...
