"Can you go in and talk?"

Meng Quan shouted wildly. Some neighbors had noticed this place and opened the door and looked over.

"No, you guys quickly-"

"OK, thanks."

If Lu Lizhi had not heard of Meng Quan's rejection, he would forcefully squeeze into the entrance hall with his tall body and close the door.

Bang —

"Don't be nervous Mr. Meng Quan, we're just here to learn about some situations."

Lu Li said, his eyes swept across the room.

This is an ordinary three bedroom and one living room, one study and two bedrooms. The living room window faces west, and the lighting is very poor. The smell of disinfectant water is much richer than that of the hospital, and it is almost choking, and it seems to be covering up something. Both the floor and the sofa and furniture are spotless, and it seems to be removing something.

Meng Quan seemed to have a serious obsession with cleanliness, but he did not say this in the message given by the police officer.

"You..." Meng Quan's eyes flashed, noticed that it was a measurement word, and turned his head to look for it with caution.

"And my colleague, he didn't come up downstairs." Meng Quan's paranoid behavior made Lu Li frown slightly.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the recorder and pressed it to consecrate: "Okay, Mr. Meng Quan, please sit down. I have some questions to consult you."

"Didn't you come and ask a few days ago?" Meng Quan sat up his legs and stood restrainedly opposite Lu Li.

The mop was held tightly in his hand, and his whole body showed a defensive posture of extreme vigilance against the surroundings.

Of course, there was no tea prepared for the guests.

"This time is a new problem." Lu Li said, staring at Meng Quan's eyes and said slowly and deeply: "You seem to be afraid that we will find your wife just now. Can you tell me the reason, or..."

The black eyes narrowed slightly.

"You were the ones who murdered Chen Rong."

"I'm not there!" Meng Quanteng rose up, his eyes turned red, and he roared: "I know the truth, but you police will not believe it!"

Yang Chunxue floated up, alerting Meng Quan, who was mad and would attack at any time.

Lu Li's body remained unchanged, his legs crossed and leaned on the sofa, his face calm: "Believe it or not, you will know if you believe it or not. After all, based on the situation I have seen so far, you are very suspicious. For example, if you are worried that our police will find her, because you are afraid that the purpose of the murder and murder will be exposed. For example, you cleaned the house so clean because this is the first murder scene."

"It's really not me! She has died long ago! She has been back last time--" The shout stopped abruptly, Meng Quan suddenly stopped and sat back on the sofa with a gray complexion, changing to a taciturn look.

Lu Li continued: "If you are referring to a strange thing that science cannot explain, you can tell me."

"What?" Meng Quan looked up blankly.

Lu Li secretly guided him: "For example, hitting a ghost, or a supernatural incident."

Meng Quantong stared at Lu Li with red eyes and realized something: "Who are you?!"

Lu Li took out his ID from behind and showed it: "Police number 140021, you can call me Officer Wen."

The number and name are real, and the ID is outlined with illusions.

Meng Quan sat in a daze, stepped between his legs, and whispered: "You would think I am a lunatic..."

"If you are worried about anything," Lu Li turned off the recorder and put it back in his pocket. "Now stop investigating for the time being. I am not a police officer. You can tell me what happened as a chat."

Lu Li turned his head and glanced at Yang Chunxue.

Yang Chunxue made an ok gesture and drifted to the bedroom to search for clues.

"Okay...I'll tell you..."

Meng Quan slowly raised his head, revealing his extremely haggard face.

No one believes that this picture looks 26 years old this year.

"My wife and I are colleagues in the company and have known each other for two years. I got the certificate at the beginning of this year but have not held the wedding yet... I originally planned to hold the wedding in the autumn, so I bought it as a wedding house..."

Yang Chunxue floated from the bedroom and shook her head at Lu Li.

Everything is normal in the study and bedroom, and nothing is found to be wrong.

Meng Quan was still telling in a low voice.

They are already a couple, and they are only one form away from moving into a new house, but this sweetness did not last long and was broken by Chen Rong's disappearance.

Her phone could not be reached all day on the first day, but the next day, Meng Quan realized that something might have happened to his wife, so he called the police for help.

After investigation, the police found that Chen Rong's last appearance was near the suburbs of the west city.

The Sixth Mental Hospital is there.

Chen Rong was listed as missing, but because her mobile phone ID card and bank card had not been used during this period, the police found it difficult to find her trace.

Until two weeks ago, Chen Rong came back by himself.

She said vaguely and said that she had returned to her hometown.

Meng Quan initially thought he was green, but his wife burst out with enthusiasm that night, and there was no abnormal information on her phone, so he suppressed this doubt again.

But the seeds of doubt have been planted, and it will take root and sprout sooner or later.

With the next contact, Meng Quan gradually began to discover something was wrong with his wife...

"She is actually dead...who came back that day was her body."

Meng Quan hugged his head in pain, and tears fell from beans.

"You mean she died when she came back from missing last time?" Yang Chunxue exclaimed.

Meng Quan couldn't hear her.

Lu Li glanced at her and asked for her: "Do you mean she was dead when she came back from missing last time?"

"Um."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Can living people get corpse spots?" Meng Quan smiled bitterly.

The corpse spots were noticed when he was taking a bath the next day. When he was taking a shower together, he noticed that there was a spot behind his wife, but he didn't care. After all, no one would find the spots and associate it with the corpse spots.

He didn't know the truth, as usual, went to get off work and got off work and accepted his wife's requests too much—

...

“Hu…hu…”

Meng Quan panted heavily and turned to the bed, his chest undulating.

The wife beside her crawled over with a giggle and drew a circle on his chest with her fingers.

"No more... I don't have the strength..." Meng Quan was happy and in pain, and waved his hand and refused.

Chen Rong chuckled, got up and put on his shoes, and walked towards the bathroom without any strands.

Meng Quan leaned against the wall with difficulty, and was about to appreciate his wife's back, suddenly his pupils shrank.

He saw a large black and blue spots appearing behind Chen Rong.

Chen Rong seemed to be a little relieved and reached out to scratch his back.

What made him frightened and disgusted was that Chen Rong's nails scratched his back skin, and his skin was easily melted like it was separated from the flesh and blood, revealing the subcutaneous fat and the viscous fuzzy flesh and blood.

Her skin is rotting.

Chen Rong rubbed his eyes hard, and when he opened his eyes again, his wife had already entered the bathroom, and the sound of water flowing sounded soon.

More than ten minutes later, Chen Rong, who had taken a shower and changed into pajamas, came out of the bathroom, turned off the lights and lie down next to him and fell asleep.

Although the scene just now echoed in my mind, Meng Quan couldn't help but hug his wife from behind... His body was cold and there was no trace of warmth.
Chapter completed!