Chapter 237 He is staring at me! ! ! Who doesn’t wear a mask?
——Congratulations, Yuhuai, as you successfully passed the test of the game for the second time, the bond between us has become stronger.
Therefore, please allow me to call you directly as Yuhuai!
——Now, Yuhuai, you can continue to bathe in the light and enjoy the light and warmth of your successful recharge!
——I will always pay attention and look forward to witnessing your wonderful performance in the next round of games, come on~
After Feng Mu sent the affectionate blessing message, he did not include his name.
In his heart, the best brother should love and care for his sister just like the second male lead in those romantic dramas.
Always waiting silently in an unknown corner, giving quietly, but never coming to the front of the stage, never stealing the spotlight or confessing, not expecting any reward or gratitude.
This kind of protection is the deepest, purest, most sincere, most selfless love that should be praised the most!
Feng Mu couldn't help but be moved by his deep affection, and the corners of his eyes became slightly moist.
However, Feng Yuhuai, who had just walked out from near the murder scene, didn't seem too grateful.
She frowned and stared at the mobile phone screen with a gloomy expression. The tenacious and unyielding will to fight in her heart seemed to be poured over her head by a basin of cold water, instantly cooling down.
It was like the hot iron that was burning red in the furnace, being continuously tempered and shaped, but suddenly the temperature was extinguished by the ice water falling from the sky. The whole person was filled with a permeable feeling from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. The chill in her heart, the deep cold air, made her shiver involuntarily.
"He knew that my mission had been completed without my reporting. Could it be that he is nearby at this moment, silently watching my every move?"
Feng Yuhuai's cheek Twitching slightly, her eyes quickly glanced around, trying to find something.
Her eyes passed through the deep alley opposite, looking up at the huge night with the lights out, and her peripheral vision passed by the shadows of the eerie trees swaying in the wind.
Everywhere was empty, but she felt that there were pairs of invisible eyes hidden in all directions, staring at her unblinkingly in the endless darkness.
The only source of light is herself and the bright mobile phone screen in her hand. It makes people feel that the road under their feet is completely... dark in the light? ! !
…….
Ma Xuan hung up the phone and still felt uneasy after thinking about it.
He glanced at the time and finally decided to take off his pajamas and put on his usual attire for going out.
He walked out of his bedroom quietly and carefully opened the door of the next bedroom.
Through the narrow crack in the door, he looked at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly on the bed and the plump baby next to him. A warm smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
Then he closed the door gently, for fear of disturbing the mother and son's peaceful sleep.
Ma Xuan put on his shoes, quietly locked the door, and left home with a bit of reluctance.
A few seconds later, Ma Xuan walked into the elevator. Facing the bright elevator door, he slowly took out his glasses from his pocket. When he looked up again, the smile on his face had faded, and he returned to his usual cold expression.
Ma Xuan recalled that Chang Wei often disliked him and thought he was too pretentious. He wore a mask to show off to others every day, but he never refuted or defended.
Because he feels from the bottom of his heart that [mask] is an essential skill for human beings to survive. There are only two kinds of people in this world who can do without wearing [mask].
One is a newborn baby, he hasn’t learned it yet!
The other is... a dead person, he doesn't have to act anymore!
Ma Xuan knocked on the door a few times. The door was not locked and opened with just a slight push.
The scene behind the door made his pupils shrink suddenly - a female corpse was hanging there, with a slender red thread tied around her neck, and the other end was firmly nailed into the ceiling. The appearance of death was horrifying. .
Ma Xuan had seen a photo of this woman on Chang Wei's cell phone and knew that the female corpse should be Chang Wei's sister.
Ma Xuan stood at the door and called Chang Wei's name twice in a very alert voice. There was dead silence in the room and no one answered.
He stood with his feet on the spot, turned half of his body slightly, carefully put his head into the door, and looked into the living room.
The room was extremely clean and tidy. Except for the hanging female corpse and a little blood dripping under the female corpse, there was no second pool of blood in the room, and there were no obvious signs of a fight.
Ma Xuan was filled with doubts, but he never stepped inside the house. He kept his distance, stood at the door, and calmly dialed the police station's alarm number.
Half an hour later.
Ma Xuan stood in front of the door of the building, watching the scene cordoned off, and a female body covered with white cloth being carried away.
Ma Xuan turned to the head catcher who was taking notes and asked in a low voice: "Is there only one body in the room?"
The head catcher yawned and seemed a little absent-minded, and just responded casually.
Ma Xuan's heart shuddered, remembering the strange voice on the phone just now, and he realized that his idea just now was too arbitrary.
There is a third kind of person in this world, and he doesn’t need to wear a [mask] to perform, because he can’t even find his face.
Chang Wei is missing, just like his nephew Chang Qingsen, he is also missing!
While recording the notes in his notebook, the catcher looked at Ma Xuan with a scrutinizing gaze: "At this point, why did you show up at someone else's house?"
Ma Xuan opened his mouth, wanting to tell the strange story The contents of the phone call were all revealed, but when the words came to his lips, a face inexplicably appeared in his mind, and then he concealed the key contents of the phone call by some mysterious means.
He replied calmly:
"Tonight, I received a call from Chang Wei at home, but he was silent on the phone. I felt a little strange, so I replied After dialing, there was still no sound on the phone. I was a little uneasy, so I came over to take a look, but I didn’t expect..."
Ma Xuan paused and added: "After I came over, the door opened as soon as I pushed it, and then I called the police. I haven’t been in the house.”
By the time all the arrests were recorded, the time had passed midnight.
After Ma Xuan finished recording the arrest, he sat back in his car tiredly.
He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. The smoke filled the car.
He held the cigarette butt between his fingers, picked up the phone, opened the address book, and ran his fingertips back and forth over the two names.
After a moment of contemplation, he blew out the smoke ring deeply, dialed Qian Huan's number, and pressed the record button on the screen with his finger.
"Hey, Warden Qian, something happened to Chang Wei. It's like this... Yes, I just finished taking notes and left the scene. Chang Wei's body was not found at the scene. I called him and it showed that his phone was turned off. Yes, Chang Wei Wei is missing. Like his nephew, he is still alive. If you don’t see the dead, you won’t see the corpse!”
Ma Xuan hung up the phone and played the recording in his ear several times. He could especially hear the tone and tone of the warden Qian Huan after hearing the news. Be extra careful, over and over again.
“The change in the tone of the warden is very obvious, it looks too much like an act. Could it be that I guessed wrong, but I’m not sure, the warden is too good at acting?”
As a person As a person who is accustomed to wearing [mask], Ma Xuan is naturally accustomed to using colored glasses to see the [mask] on other people's faces. The more realistic it looks, the more suspicious he becomes.
Ma Xuan frowned, made another call, and also pressed the record button.
"Hey, Brother Zhou Fu, something happened to Chang Wei..."
Ma Xuan only spoke half of his words when he was interrupted by a violent and thunderous voice on the other end of the phone:
" It must have been Qian Huan who did it, motherfucker, that’s for sure This is his warning for revenge, don’t be afraid, I will report it to the superiors immediately, Qian Huan broke the rules by doing this!”
Ma Xuan also listened to the recording several times, but Zhou Xi just went ahead without thinking about it! He insisted that it was the warden who did it.
“The reactions of both people are very realistic and neither looks like they are acting, so who should I believe, or should I believe neither of them?”
Ma Xuan put out his cigarette butt and turned off his cell phone. The car was plunged into darkness. He rubbed his stiff cheeks and stared out the car window in a daze. It was also pitch black and cold darkness with barely any light visible...
(End of Chapter)