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Chapter 250: The little girl whose eyes were gouged out

Then, a few more people rushed out of the corridor, seemingly chasing after the woman who had run out just now.

When we just walked into the corridor, we heard an old man shouting: "God damn it, it's a sin! My poor little girl, how did it become like this? God is really a sinner! God has no eyes. "

Then, there was a woman's heart-wrenching cry.

Zhao Mingkun and I looked at each other and walked upstairs.

As soon as I reached the third floor, I saw a group of people gathered between the corridors.

Zhao Mingkun tugged at me and whispered to me, "The address on Hu Pei's ID card is the third floor here."

There was a bad premonition in my heart, and when I heard this piercing cry, I understood that something must have happened. The two of us walked up quickly, and I took out my police officer ID and said, "Let me go, let me go, I'm a policeman. What happened? "

The masses did not know why, but after seeing my documents, they consciously made way for me and Zhao Mingkun. But when Zhao Mingkun and I stood at the door, we were all stunned. I finally know why this old woman is crying so heartily.

A little girl was standing upright against the wall. She was wearing a red dress, about 1.2 m tall. I saw a strip of blood on the floor tiles. The bright red blood was dazzling on the white tiles, and standing at the door, you could even smell the special smell of blood.

On the white tiles, you can also see small bloody footprints. The little girl was not wearing shoes, and it was conceivable that the little girl once stood on the floor, walking on the blood. It's just that the blood should have flowed out of the little girl.

When we looked at the little girl's face, we could see that both her eyes were gouged out. Black blood was slowly flowing out of her eye sockets, but the blood-stained nerves could be seen in the dark eye sockets. There are blood-red finger prints on her face. We can imagine a little girl whose eyes have been gouged out. She can't see anything, and the blood is flowing all over the place.

The little girl shouted and walked up and down the blood-stained floor, trying to find her mother. Finally, she felt that she was getting weaker and weaker. She was scared, she was nervous. She touched a wall, and she leaned against it. She wanted to cry, but couldn't cry. She lost her eyeballs, and she could feel the wind blowing in from her eye sockets.

She leaned against the wall, and finally, the little girl died in fear.

She died standing up.

What makes people even more angry is that the little girl's mouth was cut open with a knife to keep up with her ears. From a distance, it looks like a smiling face with the corners of her mouth tilted upwards and smiling.

The little girl's arched hands gripped the wall tightly, and it could be seen that her nails even pierced the wall.

I have seen countless dead corpses, and I have seen corpses that are more terrifying than this corpse, and I have seen corpses that can cause more physical discomfort than this corpse. However, I have never been as angry as I am now. A child who was only seven or eight years old, a little girl who didn't know anything, was brutally killed in her own home.

"A sin." An old man slumped outside.

The vegetables and fruits next to them fell to the ground, covered with dust, as if to tell us that this should have been a happy moment, but now, only blood and fear are left for everyone. And a huge question lingering in everyone's heart is who killed the little girl, and why did she kill this little girl with such cruel means.

I lowered my voice and said slowly, "Who knows, what happened?"

The neighbours around me looked at me, I looked at them, and they all shook their heads. After a while, an older man said, "We didn't see what happened, and we just got here. Just a few minutes ago, the child suddenly screamed. "

No wonder Zhao Mingkun stared at the woman for a long time before. It seemed that Zhao Mingkun felt that this woman was a little familiar at that time. And the crazy woman who ran out seemed to be Hu Pei's wife.

The man's face was pale, and he seemed frightened by this scene: "Just say there are ghosts. There are ghosts out to take revenge. Then I heard Aunt Zhao crying, and a few neighbours around here rushed over. Check it out. No, didn't you just see this scene? No one dares to go over and watch it. This is too perverted. "

Seeing the little girl's appearance, it reminded me of the picture on the phone, in which the woman's eyes were also gouged out. It seems that these two things must be related. I just don't know how much hatred can make the murderer do such a vicious thing to a seven or eight-year-old girl.

I put on gloves, and Zhao Mingkun walked around the blood as much as possible to the little girl's side.

I gently touched the little girl's body. At this moment, even the corpse did not appear, indicating that the little girl had not been dead for a long time. Preliminary estimates range from one hour to more than two hours. At my level, I can only know this. If Guan Zengbin is here, I will be able to see more things.

Judging from the little girl's body, only the wounds on her eyes and mouth can be seen, and no other wounds can be seen, and the cause of death is unknown.

It's just that the little girl's mother must have known something, otherwise she would never have said what the devil was saying to take revenge. It seems that Hu Pei sent his wife and children here because he was afraid of ghosts' revenge. However, Hu Pei was dead for about eight hours, and only eight hours later, his daughter also died.

So, what about Hu Pei's wife? Will it also be brutally murdered?josei

Shaking my head, I asked, "Is this Hu Pei's house?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, this is Hu Pei's house. This is Hu Pei's mother. This child, this, alas, this is Hu Pei's daughter, Hu Xiaoxue. No, you guys, how did you know? "

I sighed, looked at Hu Pei's mother, who was crying on the ground, and said slowly, "Because of Hu Pei, Hu Pei is also dead. We are here to inform you about this. Unexpectedly, Hu Pei's daughter died unexpectedly. "

"My son?"

The old man on the ground just said a word and passed out. Among the few people who rushed to pinch the old man, someone hurriedly rubbed the old man's arms and legs. After a while, the old man woke up leisurely.

As soon as he woke up, he burst into tears again. In just a few minutes, he received two pieces of bad news. How could an old man in his sixties accept it.

I didn't know what to say, so I could only comfortably say: "Old man, when such a big thing happens, finding the murderer is the most important thing. You know, who has a grudge against your son? "

The old man shook his head and shouted, "My son has been excellent since he was a child, and he has never had any conflicts with others." My son has always been kind and kind to others. How could anyone have such a big hatred against him? Daughter-in-law is also a lady, and after marriage, she does housework and takes care of children at home, how can she be at odd with others?

"God has no eyes!" The old man roared: "God has no eyes! My granddaughter died, my son died, and God has no eyes! Why, why not let me die too."

At this moment, the old man is heartbroken, and if he wants to get any more useful information from her, I am afraid there is no chance.

Zhao Mingkun pulled my arm and said, "Someone must call the police. We can't stay here for long. "

I nodded and said, "Don't move this corpse. Let's check around and see that the little girl died not long ago. Let's go and see what traces are around. Later, there must be others. The police are here. Remember, don't destroy the scene, and take good care of this grandma. "

The old man nodded and said, "It's all from the neighbors. We can do this."

We were just about to leave, and at that moment, someone suddenly said, "By the way, didn't something happen eight years ago?"

I frowned and found the talking man in the crowd. The man was about forty years old and wore a pair of glasses.

"Huh?" I looked at him: "What's going on."

He said, "About seven or eight years ago, Hu Pei was in his twenties. He had just become a designer and was still on the construction site at the time, so he could be considered as a young man getting experience. But because of one of Hu Pei's mistakes, there was a safety problem, and a woman died at that time."

When I heard these words, my eyes lit up. A person died, and it was a woman. Is it possible that it was that woman? And in that picture, the background is also the construction site. From this point of view, it seems to be very consistent. It's just that Zhao Mingkun and I forgot to take that photo, otherwise let this person see. Maybe this person should know.

"Do you know what a dead woman looks like?" I asked.

Hu Pei's old lady said: "That matter has nothing to do with my son at all. The woman died because of her own mistakes. Besides, maybe she is going to commit suicide to make money! How much did she lose at that time? 1.2 million, almost ten years ago. This matter has long passed, and it is not my son's responsibility. If you don't know anything, don't talk, just shut up. "

The man was also a little angry, and said: "What happened, the real thing, don't let others tell? At that time, people came to the door to cause trouble. You forgot? I still remember. Who knows how that woman died? You said it was an accident. Maybe you were killed by your son! "

Zhao Mingkun and I looked at each other, and felt that there seemed to be some kind of story in it.

(End of this chapter)