During the rolling process, Shen Xing discovered that the ocular nerves trailing behind the eyeball were like the eight claws of an octopus, bending and twisting, touching the ground, and moving forward against the eyeball.
The situation is inexplicably weird!
At this moment, Shen Xing couldn't care less. He raised the knife and inserted it accurately into the eyeball that was moving and obviously close to him.
Although the eyeball was inserted, it was still struggling rapidly. The large number of eye nerves at the back no longer pushed it forward. Instead, like an octopus, a large number of nerve threads reversed and entangled the eyeball that was inserted into it. Arc knife.
This scene seemed to open a gap on the surface of the eyeball, directly out of the control of the arc knife, and approach Shen Xing again.
"Can't be killed!" Shen Xing was shocked.
The next second, the eyeball was indeed split open, he broke away from the arc knife, and continued to crawl towards Shen Xing.
Shen Xing subconsciously stepped back, trying to stay away from the eyeball, but soon the back of his head hit the edge of the bed. He immediately grabbed the sheets with his backhand and prepared to stand up and climb onto the bed.
Now it seems that this eyeball crawls slowly. As long as he crawls to the other side of the bed, he might be able to find a chance to leave the bedroom.
Just when Shen Xing was leaning on the edge of the bed and about to stand up, Shen Xing did not expect that the crawling eyeball suddenly stood up, and the nerves in the eye stood up one by one. Then it bounced and landed directly on the back of his hand with a click.
Almost all the nerves in the eye, which were like tendrils, were now attached to the skin on the back of Shen Xing's hand.
A cold and biting feeling spread throughout his body along his arms. In addition, there was also a sticky nausea, and Shen Xing suddenly felt that his entire arm was numb.
The eyeball did not stop after climbing up the arm, but quickly climbed up the arm towards his shoulder, as if it was going to get close to Shen Xing's cheek.
The numbness in Shen Xing's arms at this moment was not an illusion, but a real feeling after the eyeballs came into contact with his skin.
Not only that, as his eyeballs crawled up his arms, he was gradually losing control of his body.
I feel like the right half of my body has no strength at all and no longer belongs to me.
His left arm unconsciously grabbed the edge of the bed sheet and pulled gently. Something on the bed fell down and rolled to his side.
Shen Xing squinted his eyes, glanced at the thing, and found that it was a wooden eyeball that he had almost finished carving.
The scene of Hong Bin's wood carving housing the fake Hong Bin came to mind. Although he did not see how the wood carving housed the other person, the prerequisite was that the two had touched each other.
The next second, his left hand caught the rolling wooden eyeball.
Almost at the same moment, the blood-red eyeball that had climbed up to his shoulder suddenly trembled. The eye nerve that had been touching Shen Xing's face retracted instantly, and the entire eyeball seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force. Generally, it gets smaller quickly.
The eyeball was struggling wildly, as if trying to escape.
However, it only took two or three seconds for it to turn into a black shadow of an eyeball, which was sucked into the wooden carved eyeball held by Shen Xing's left hand.
Shen Xing was startled, thinking that the blood pupil had landed in his left hand, and quickly threw away the wooden sculpture in his hand.
But then I looked at it and saw that the palm was fine and the wooden sculpture was just rolling on the ground. It looked normal.
Looking carefully again, there is a faint black shadow of an eyeball in the wooden eyeball. This scene is exactly the same as the dark shadow of Hong Bin in the half-length wooden statue.
"Sure enough, he was sucked into the wood carving."
Shen Xing immediately understood that as a medium, with blood pupils crawling on his body and a blood pupils woodcarving in his hand, he could also achieve the effect of contact.
But at the moment, my body is injured and bleeding, so I don't have time to study this for the time being.
He propped himself up, half sat on the bed, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, dialed the number to report the crime, and asked the sheriff to call an ambulance. Then he lay on the bed as if exhausted.
In a daze, it seemed that many people entered the room, and then he was carried on a stretcher, went downstairs, was stuffed into an ambulance, and finally fell into a coma.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xing slowly opened his eyes, feeling that his head was still dizzy, but he could no longer feel the pain in his body.
His body was a little stiff. He turned his head slightly and found himself lying in a quiet, white single ward, surrounded by medical equipment. A screen on the right displayed his heartbeat, blood pressure and other values.
His body was still very weak. He didn't want to move, and he didn't even want to open his eyelids. He closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when there was a sound from the direction of the ward door and someone walked in.
The voice sounded like Li Naijing, whom they met not long ago, and it seemed that there were also Sheriff Xiong Wei and the young man who was with Li Naijing last time.
After the young man said something, he remained silent, and Li Naijing and Xiong Wei were basically talking in low voices.
Shen Xing's body was very weak and he didn't want to open his eyes, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep. The silent young man seemed to be sitting beside his bed, and it was not convenient for him to peek. Li Naijing and Xiong Wei were close to the window of the ward. say.
The two of them didn't deliberately avoid each other, so Shen Xing could hear their conversation.
After listening for a moment, he felt a little enlightened.
Sure enough, as he guessed, the man who turned off the electric switch and lurked in the kitchen to kill him was the murderer who killed Lin Wanru because of a relationship dispute.
That guy’s profession is actually a fitness instructor! No wonder he has a strong body!
As for why this guy wanted to kill him, it seemed to be related to Shen Xing's encounter with Lin Wanru's body that night.
The news from the Sheriff's side was completely blocked, so the murderer didn't know that it was Lin Wanru's body that went home on its own and found Shen Xing.
The murderer thought that Shen Xing had discovered something while he was killing Lin Wanru, so police officers went to Shen Xing's home again and again, trying to get clues from him.
As a result, the guy couldn't sit still and hid directly in Shen Xing's house, preparing to silence him.
Of course, these police officers did not understand why the mangy dog appeared, and Li Naijing and others checked the scene and found no blood pupils.
"According to the results of the on-site inspection, this kid is very lucky. The murderer had a fight with the mangy dog at the door. His throat was bitten, and there were signs of broken bones in his wrists and knees. However, the dog also had fatal knife wounds. . Well, both sides suffer..." Xiangwei speculated: "It should be that after the mangy dog bit the murderer, he ran to the back room to continue biting Shen Xing, and then he was exhausted and was killed by Shen Xing with his utility knife."
Li Naijing said: "Lin Wanru was murdered and the murderer was brought to justice. Now your case can be closed. As for what happened to the dead dog and Shen Xing, we will follow up the investigation in detail."
Hearing this, Shen Xing was stunned for a moment. Although he had already made a guess before, he was now certain that these sheriffs strictly distinguished between ordinary cases and bizarre cases.
Xiong Wei is only responsible for handling ordinary cases, while Li Naijing specializes in investigating bizarre cases.
Of course, even in the face of Li Naijing's investigation, Shen Xing would not be able to tell all his secrets. Taking advantage of the opportunity to pretend to be asleep, he was going to rehearse what he wanted to say in his mind so that he could "wake up" later. Take a confession.
I was thinking in my mind, while keeping my ears open to listen to what else these two people had to say.
At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded in Shen Xing's ears. It was the voice of a man about fifty years old.
"He's already awake."
As soon as these words came out, Li Naijing and Xiong Wei, who were standing in the direction of the window, immediately stopped talking.
Shen Xing, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, was even more shocked. He never expected that there was a man in the ward, and from just now to now, this man had been sitting by the bed, silently observing him.
