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Ren Yifei pursed his lips, already having a basic judgment in his mind, he just needed to verify it.
Just as he was about to get up, his sharp eyes saw a pair of black cloth slippers in the gap under the door. The uppers were made of rags, and the soles were thick and thin.
Grandma Haruzhi¡¯s shoes?
Ren Yifei, who was fighting against the Five Scumbags, returned holding his waist.
He sat on the stool and prepared to wait for dawn. He can always go out for a walk after dawn, right? Maybe I can get some useful clues?
Ren Yifei is full of expectations. After seeing two nights in a row, he wanted to see daytime.
"Oh oh oh¡ª¡ª"
With the clear sound of cock crow, Ren Yifei rolled his eyes: Dawn?
These lovely eyes are fixed on the face halfway through their bends.
The entire mourning hall was distorted for a moment, as if the TV screen was stuck. When he returned to normal, Ah Liang in front felt refreshed and said to him with a smile: "A Fei is here to watch the night again?"
Ren Yifei:
again?
What?
You look at my panda eyes and say it again?
Ren Yifei¡¯s whole face was distorted along with the mourning hall.
Ah Liang didn't notice Ren Yifei's unnaturalness. He said to himself: "I feel much better now after a good sleep."
Koko, Stewn Sleep.
I was too excited to look forward to the dawn, but now I am disappointed, and the pain of staying up late returns to my body again.
He didn¡¯t stay up one night, he stayed up three nights!
Ren Yifei only felt like a hammer was hammering nails into his brain, but he still twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I don't know how I will survive tonight. I didn't get a good rest during the day."
"Didn't you get a good rest during the day?" A Liang sat down next to Ren Yifei, "I asked, why are your eyes still red?"
Ren Yifei rubbed his face, looking as if he had been ravaged.
Ah Liang thought for a while: "You move two, no, you move three benches to build a small bed later. It's better to make a little noise than not to sleep at all."
Xiaomei passed by carrying water. She couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the two NPCs with red eyes like rabbits.
She didn't sleep a wink all night.
Xiaomei also tried to be lazy and squint for a while, but as long as she closed her eyes for more than a minute, an NPC would shout: Xiaomei! Xiaomei! Xiaomei!
Express the soul? !
You can be a human being!
Fear was replaced by the pain of insomnia. At a certain moment, Xiaomei wanted to set fire to the mourning hall. Come on, let¡¯s die together!
"Xiaomei¡ª¡ª" the middle-aged woman called her.
Xiaomei¡¯s face turned darker, she gritted her teeth and said, ¡°Here we come.¡±
Today is still the vigil night, and everyone drank a bowl of porridge with a lot of water as usual.
The players finally couldn't bear it any longer, so they sneaked in and poured half a bowl of bean water under the unkind eyes of the NPC. It¡¯s only half a bowl and you¡¯re still unsatisfied, and the NPCs are looking for trouble whenever they have nothing to do.
Ren Yifei ate bean cakes and bean porridge and felt very sympathetic: If they continued to go without food and sleep, they might not be able to survive the 'ghost'.
The player is so pitiful, but fortunately he is an NPC.
"I'm going to go to the toilet first." While playing cards, a young man couldn't hold it any longer and stood up in a hurry.
Ren Yifei saw that it was Ajie. Among so many people, it was rude to count him as the talkative one. He rolled his eyes, stood up, and yawned to join in the fun: "You didn't tell me, but I didn't even notice that I suddenly wanted to go to the toilet."
"Hey, Brother Fei, you're not afraid of the dark, are you?" Ajie winked at him.
"Fuck you, who is afraid?"
A Liang, who was playing cards, raised his head: "If you want to go, just go, what nonsense are you talking about?"
The two of them fought all the way to the backyard.
"When I opened the bamboo shed door of the hut, there was a toilet inside. As soon as I got closer, I smelled the smell of urine.
The young man who asked Ajie put water in it, dripping water. Ren Yifei was outside and seemed to have nothing to say: "I really didn't expect that."
"What?"
"Ajie, when those uncles talked about Grandma Haruzhi yesterday, their expressions were wrong. Hey, do you know what's going on? My mother didn't let me pry around."
Ren Yifei said in an indignant tone: "How old do you think I am? I can't let me know anything? I don't think anyone else knows about it."
"Ahem," Ajie's breathing inside became softer, "Since Auntie doesn't want you to know, then don't pry around."
"Heh," Ren Yifei's voice brought a hint of laughter again.?This kind of rigor mortis will only form if this action takes more than four hours.
What were her family doing at that time?
There were several members of the family, and it was impossible that no one discovered her death. Why did they not collect the body of the deceased immediately, but chose to ignore it, and finally even concealed and disguised it?
"Grandma Haruzhi, how did you die?"
There was no blood in Grandma Harue¡¯s room, and there should have been no obvious abnormalities when Grandma Harue¡¯s body was discovered.
From the perspective of thinking inertia, hanging to disguise strangulation is the most likely possibility.
He lay motionless on the couch.
A hemp rope stretched out from the darkness, wrapped it around his neck and tightened it.
Ren Yifei struggled desperately, and another black shadow came out, trying to hold down his struggling hands and feet. Death scares him and he struggles instinctively.
The old lady¡¯s strength was limited, and all she could use were her hands and feet, so he kicked her legs and scratched with her fingers. His nails left scratches on the armrest, and even scratched the shadow a few times.
That dark shadow
The back of a middle-aged woman¡¯s hand appeared in front of him, with obvious scratches on it. The scabs have just formed, and it looks like they were scratched in the past two days.
The shadow raised its head and suddenly had a face. It was the face of the middle-aged woman in the mourning hall. Against the light, her face was less honest and more ferocious.
So whoever is holding him back
Ren Yifei raised his head and saw an equally honest but ferocious face.
The owner of this face is kneeling in front of the coffin, crying over and over again about the pain of "the child wants to be raised but cannot be kissed". In his tears, how much was guilt and how much was regret?
Ren Yifei waved his hand, and the ropes, black shadows, and recliners all dispersed.
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Ah Fei: The murderer is you!
What¡¯s the motive? Where is the murder weapon? What about the chain of evidence?
A Fei: I'll look for it again.
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