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Chapter 201 The Eyes Behind

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    When I was young, I often dreamed that I was being chased by someone, running all over the mountains and plains, but in the end I couldn't escape the fate of being caught up.

    When I grow up, I often have a dream. I dream that I am running for my life all night, and I can't escape.

    Now, I feel like I am in that dream, with waves of bad luck, no matter how hard I try, I can't escape, and it gets worse and worse.

    I think the fisherman didn't pay attention, and planned to put a sleeping bag in the car and burn it later. This is not called evidence of destruction.

    Unexpectedly, when I was holding the sleeping bag, the man spoke.

    "Hey, is that mine?"

    "Your? Why do you say it's yours?"

    "I took a lot of effort to fish it out of the sea. It's not mine or yours."

    "Filled from the sea? Is there nothing else in it?"

    "Yes, I have!"

    Sweat started to break out on my forehead.

    "what?"

    "A pile of rubbish, nothing of value, just this sleeping bag looks new."

    ?This panting, scared me so much that I lost my soul.

    "No valuables? Don't you have a mobile phone or something?"

    "Beauty, what are you talking about? Who would put the phone in the sleeping bag and throw it away?"

    I smiled: "Hey, that's right, brother, I just got a dog at home, can you give me this sleeping bag, it's very suitable for the kennel."

    The eldest brother has a bit of a temper, no courage at all, and ink marks.

    "It's fine, but it took me a lot of effort to get it up"

    I immediately understood: "Is it okay to give you fifty yuan?"

    The eldest brother is still not happy: "Beauty, you don't know the goods, this sleeping bag is a brand name, and the new one is worth hundreds of dollars. I originally wanted to take it back and wash it for my son."

    I increased the price: "I'll give you another 30, there's nothing more, and the sleeping bags on the Internet cost tens of dollars more? Besides, do you know what this sleeping bag has been filled with before? How dare you use it for a child? What if someone  The home has been decorated with dead dogs and cats or something."

    My last sentence should have worked, and he waved his hand immediately.

    "Okay, take it."

    Just like that, I spent 80 yuan to buy my own sleeping bag from a fishing brother.

    I remember that night, I pulled the zipper of the sleeping bag tightly. I really couldn't figure out that the sleeping bag would be picked up, but Chen Yang's body was not there.

    I said to the fishing brother: "Brother, do you often fish here?"

    The eldest brother replied: "It doesn't count often, but it will come when I have time."

    "It's windy and rough here, and the terrain where you fish is dangerous. It's better to pay attention to safety. I heard that someone fell here before and never came up again."

    "Really? I have been fishing here for several years, so why haven't I heard about it?"

    I smiled: "Whether there is such a thing or not, it's good to pay attention to safety."

    "That is, thank you for reminding me."

    The eldest brother looked very calm, and his words did not reflect the appearance of a corpse being found here.

    There can only be one explanation for my doubts, all of which are caused by the mysterious man.

    Someone was there, and it was not appropriate for me to throw vase fragments. I took my sleeping bag and drove, found another secluded place, and threw the bag of vase fragments with soil into the sea.

    Seeing the bag of garbage sinking in the sea, he turned around and drove back home.

    It took some time to burn this sleeping bag. Although the sleeping bag is a brand name, the material inside is not good. I don¡¯t know what material it is, but it¡¯s not cotton anyway.  odor.

    There was also a curl of cooking smoke.

    Just after disposing of the sleeping bag, a person came from the courtyard gate.

    Uncle A Bing, the village chief.

    "What are you burning? I saw smoke coming from you from afar, and I thought it was on fire."

    "It's nothing, some wasteful manuscripts will be burned."

    Uncle A Bing was puzzled: "Waste paper can be sold as waste, why burn it?"

    "Uncle, you know that I write novels. To be on the safe side, it's better to burn these manuscripts with content."

    Uncle A Bing expressed his understanding: "Be careful when burning. The sky is dry and the things are dry, so be careful of fire."

      "Well, it's burnt out, don't worry."

    Uncle A Bing has no intention of leaving yet.

    "Uncle, you have something to do!"

    The uncle hesitated for a while and said, "Sister, uncle, I have two words to tell you."

    "Well, tell me."

    "What do you think of this young man, A Biao?"

    "fine."

    "I also think it's good. Let me tell you, A Biao's family has two buildings. Although they are not the richest family in the village, their family is clean. A Biao is also good-looking and honest.  Uncle thinks, you are a good match for him."

    ?I understand, the uncle is here to protect the media, no wonder Ah Biao was so diligent in installing surveillance cameras for my home that day.

    I said: "Uncle, Ah Biao is good, but he is not my type."

    Uncle, the matchmaker, did a good job and spared no effort to persuade.

    "Sister, my uncle is someone from here. Those flashy young men outside are unreliable. Women, you still need to find an honest and reliable life."

    "Uncle, I have made it clear to A Biao that the two of us are really not suitable, so please don't persuade me."

    Uncle A Biao was not too reconciled: "Sister, what do I like? There are many single young people in the village. How about, Uncle introduce you? The family conditions are good."

    Alas, my head hurts, my messy things have not been settled yet, and the uncle came to make trouble again.

    "Uncle, I have a partner, so don't worry about it."

    The uncle is quite gossipy: "Sister, don't lie to me, I heard from A Biao that your partner has found another woman."

    It seems that the uncle is a lobbyist brought by A Biao.

    "Uncle, that one has been turned over, and now I have found another one."

    The uncle obviously didn't believe it: "Impossible."

    I continued: "Really, it's a policeman."

    I was just talking nonsense, and if I didn't mention a single one, the uncle obviously refused to leave.

    Before he left, he said to himself: "What's so good about the police, they are always in fear."

    After the uncle left, I went back to the room and looked under the sofa and under the table to make sure that there were no traces left.

    There is a saying that is not to say, say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive.

    Sitting in the yard, drinking a cup of coffee, waking up, and taking a breather, Erdan dug several holes in the yard, had fun, and ruined all the cabbages planted by Sister Liu on the flower bed.

    The phone rang, an unfamiliar number.

    During this period, as long as it is an unfamiliar call, it always makes people feel uncomfortable.

    Before the accident, I would press all calls from strangers.

    But now, I have to pick it up.

    The voice of a nice man on the other end of the phone is especially like the tone of a male host on a midnight radio station chatting about life insights, with a magnetic charm.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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