Xia Ren picked up the crowbar and waved it twice in his hand.

"Look at this stick, it's long and thick..."

Gao Le looked at her with a strange expression, then turned around and put the spoon under the faucet to wash, and took out two more bowls.

"Listen to me, I am a weak woman. It's not too much to go out in the middle of the night to carry a crowbar with you, right?"

Xia Ren explained, and after turning the crowbar back, he leaned over and looked into the pot.

One pot of chicken.

It can be seen that Gaole's skill in killing chickens is really bad. The meat pieces are chopped in large sizes and are not even at all. Moreover, the chicken's head is facing the ceiling, and two small eyes are opened, and they die with their eyes open.

Gaole served two bowls and the fragrance was everywhere.

They returned to the living room and sat face to face, holding a bowl in their hands. Although the taste was not very good, it was not too bad. It was just a little greasy as a midnight snack.

"Are you really Xia Ren's girlfriend?"

Gaulle obviously doesn't believe it.

"What am I lie to you?"

Xia Ren was very dissatisfied with his attitude. Does it sound so incredible to have a girlfriend? In addition to having no money, no dreams, and no qualities, he is still pretty good in other aspects.

"This sentence is something Xia Ren often says."

And every time I say this, I basically lie.

Gaole believed it a little.

"Then you came to see me for what I was doing just to tell me the news? But Xia Ren is dead, and I have never seen you appear at his funeral."

Gao Le's tone was not very good. From the time he learned that the other party was Yu Jingjing's best friend but had an intimate relationship with Xia Ren, he felt that the girl's character might be a problem.

Xia Ren poked the meat in the bowl with chopsticks and said indifferently: "What are you doing at the funeral? Do you watch people cry?"

The tragic doll is not here, and he has no reason to leave. He just finds an excuse to come out of Gaulle's house.

After she left, Gaole closed the door and sat alone on the sofa, silent for a long time.

"No one will believe it if you say it."

An unbearable desire arises in my heart. Now that there is no outsider, Gaole no longer has to restrain himself.

He finished the meat in his bowl, and couldn't wait to take half of the bowl that Xia Ren had just left, and poured it into his stomach.

Still not satisfied.

He walked to the kitchen, moved out the whole pot, and drank everything inside, along with half a pot of hot soup, and the remaining clouds were all spit out.

After eating so much, it seems that I am still not full.

He rubbed his stomach, and it was flat.

“Can’t eat any more.”

Gao Le returned to the bedroom and found that the doll he placed on the bed was gone.

“Where have you gone?”

He searched everywhere, but couldn't find it.

...

...

On the way back, Xia Ren passed the sidewalk again.

Although he had not seen the body and could not confirm whether Gaole was murdering, he was still in a heavy mood.

Gaole lied.

He said he lived alone, but all the details in the house showed that Gu Li didn't have time to move away, and her clothes and shoes were still there. If they really broke up, neither Gu Li nor Gao Le would leave these things.

Moreover, when he saw him in the morning, Gao Le was too calm when facing the scene of his girlfriend's cheating.

With Xia Ren's understanding of him, he has a hearty personality and often loves to laugh. When facing feelings, he is very serious. If he doesn't ask a result on the spot, he will never give up. Looking at his morning expression, he has known it for a long time.

He knew his girlfriend cheated, but he was still living together.

Moreover, why buy a live chicken and go home? It is obvious that the ones sold on the market are all well-processed, but the ones that are more difficult to find.

He also said that the details of the neighbors knocking on the door were given that the chickens were chirping.

"The chicken is chirping?"

A terrible idea exploded in Xia Ren's mind!

Are the blood in the kitchen really all full of chicken blood?

Was he just obstructing himself from entering because he felt that he would scare him?

There are also mops that are stained with water and the blood-stained women's tops in the corner of the living room...

"Driver stop!"

Xia Ren hurriedly settled the bill and ran back to the sidewalk.

He took out his cell phone, found Gu Li's phone number, and dialed.

In the night, a faint ringtone rang from a distance.

"It's really nearby!"

Xia Ren followed the direction of the ringtone and crossed the green belt, and saw another road.

A dark figure stood by the roadside, and at the same time, the phone was answered.

"Hello?"

A strange voice.

Xia Ren stopped temporarily and paid attention to the phone while answering the phone.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Are you the owner of this phone?"

On the other side, he said: "I heard the ringtone ringing. On the Wenhua Road, if you have time, come and pick it up..."

"Bang."

Xia Ren hung up the phone.

Gu Li's cell phone was picked up by a stranger.

Xia Ren looked at the other party for a while and then put something in his pocket and left.

The clue was broken.

"The problem now is that I haven't seen a tragic doll in Gaole's house, so I can't be sure that the figure is him, and Gu Li's murder was just my wishful guess."

There is no evidence or seeing it with his own eyes, and he is also in danger of calling the police for himself, and he is subconsciously unwilling to continue thinking about this matter.

Unconsciously, Xia Ren was becoming cold-blooded.

He returned home without any effort, took off his mask and returned to his original body.

"Do I want it? I'll meet Gaole in person?"

Xia Ren thought about the possibility of this matter and immediately gave up his thoughts.

"My identity has always been a problem. If this continues, I must find a way to get a stern identity again."

He touched the scars on his chest and the purple patterns around him.

"My pollution value has reached 30/100. Some accidents may occur over time. I don't want to become a monster."

The infected body is not so easy to meet, and finding a tragic doll has become an imminent thing. Every time he passes by the other party, Xia Ren becomes a little depressed.

He called out his personal information in his mind and found that the pollution resistance had become 5, which is probably because of the recent sealing of infected bodies. The containment objects have become three, namely the coward's ear-digging spoon, the faceless mask, and the holy sword of physics.

He is slowly getting stronger.

Finally, I took a look at the writer's backstage. Although the collection of pollution in the entire area was not as explosive as it was at the beginning, it was still steadily improving. The editor-in-chief Liangzi said that he had fooled him seemed to be coming true.

"When can I go to Qidian Headquarters, I must find an opportunity to tease Liangzi."

The fatigue of the day and the wounds on his body made Xia Ren extremely tired. He lay on the bed and listened to Lao Guo's crosstalk, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

...

...

Two hours ago.

——Please drink, human.

This is a banquet specially prepared for you.
Chapter completed!