20demayo Chapter 44 He looks like a dog
Chapter 44 He looks like a dog
00:23.
The evidence in the July 2nd major serial dismemberment and cooking murder case has been processed, and the case is now closed.
The police station returned to calm.
Liang Youwei, carrying the garbage bag he had just disposed of, filled with snacks and corpses, threw it into the trash can by the door and returned, asking, "Captain, Liu Dalao has been arrested, but what about Zheng Dayou? What did your nephew say?"
"If the final time limit is exceeded, the attempt to become an immortal will fail, and the soul will be destroyed."
Ye Yongzhao stood at the door smoking, watching Ruan Zhijuan and Zhou Gangxun leave the police station and go home one after the other. "From the 1993 serial cooking corpse case to the 2002 serial cooking corpse case, ten years have passed, and now it has come to a complete end."
The streetlights slowly lengthened and brought the two figures walking away, until they gradually merged into one.
Ruan Zhijuan, who had been "kidnapped," looked at Zhou Gangxun's large hand on his buttocks, hugged the pressure cooker, and dared not make a sound. His money was still in Zhou Gangxun's pocket.
His eyes were red, and he looked like a wronged little wife. "Zhou Gangxun, why did they give you that 20,000 yuan?" That was clearly mine (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡).
"Do you have a bank card?" Zhou Gangxun didn't light a cigarette, but twirled a silver metal lighter with a snake biting an apple relief between his fingers.
Ruan Zhijuan didn't have one. Not only did he not have a bank card, but Zhou Gangxun had also filled out the form. He couldn't write many words anymore, and he couldn't understand them either.
"Then...then you can get me one." I don't know if getting a bank card costs money, but if Zhou Gangxun goes with him, he probably won't have to pay for it.
He added worriedly, "I'm not comfortable leaving such a large sum of money, 20,000 yuan, with you, Zhou Gangxun... You can't secretly spend it; it was given to me by the police station."
Zhou Gangxun looked at Ruan Zhijuan with his dark eyes, "Didn't you say that my money is our money? Your money is naturally our money too." As he spoke, he pinched her hand in a bullying manner, and then slapped it twice as if inspecting pork.
Ruan Zhijuan's eyes reddened again, purely out of anger.
╭(°A°`)╮Wow, how can there be someone like Zhou Gangxun? ＼(`Δ』)／He's really, really bad.
His backside is his now, and the money is his too. How can Zhou Gangxun be so shameless?
Trying to swindle him out of 20,000 yuan with just 600 yuan? Humph, (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅) What a cunning old man.
Let's arrest him and put him in jail!
Ruan Zhijuan snorted angrily, "Zhou Gangxun's money is his, and his money is his too."
Everything in this house belongs to him, including Zhou Gangxun.
I got back to my building.
"Strange, where did Xiao Hei go?"
Ruan Zhijuan walked to the vicinity of the trash can and deliberately looked around, "Why haven't I seen it these past two days?"
"We moved." Zhou Gangxun didn't mention that the little black dog had died and that he had buried it.
When Zheng Dayou was trapped inside his body, he saw his memories.
That night, Zheng Dayou was hiding in the shadows, intending to harm Ruan Zhijuan, but was disturbed by the little black dog's barking, so he held a grudge and tortured and killed it.
"Did it tell you that?" Ruan Zhijuan looked up at Zhou Gangxun, blinking her eyes. There was no doubt in her eyes about what he said, only annoyance at her own ignorance.
"Why did it only tell you and not me? Humph, I even fed it ribs and steamed buns. Did it move to a bigger house? Does that mean it won't go hungry or cold anymore...?"
Zhou Gangxun looked at Ruan Zhijuan and replied, "Yes, it's very big. You won't go hungry or cold, and there's an endless supply of meat..." He built a tomb for Xiao Hei and would regularly go to worship and offer meat to Xiao Hei.
A small black dog sat in the distance, wagging its tail and watching the two.
Dogs are loyal to their owners, ward off evil spirits, and accumulate merit, which can lead to reincarnation as a human or even attain immortality.
……
It's 1 a.m. in a rented room.
Ruan Zhijuan brushed her teeth twice and then went to sleep.
After taking a shower, Zhou Gangxun leaned against the kitchen counter, smoking in front of the silent range hood. In his mind were the words of the police officers at the police station, and Ruan Zhijuan's words, "They bullied me..."
Who are they? Are they a family of four who died, or someone else?
His gaze swept across the entire rented room, finally settling on the ceiling.
The living room area is 15 centimeters lower than the bathroom and kitchen areas.
Fifteen centimeters—what can you put in that? A corpse.
Zhou Gangxun lowered his eyes, planning to have Ruan Zhijuan find a breakfast shop near the community tomorrow morning, while he used the time to break open the ceiling to take a look, and rebuild it if there were no problems.
Anyway, this is what he does now, it's related to his major.
Zhou Gangxun took a few puffs, turned off the cigarette, and prepared to go to sleep. However, his gaze fell on the blanket he had just laid out beside Ruan Zhijuan's bed, and Ruan Zhijuan's feet dangling by the bedside, waiting to step on him as a cushion...
Zhou Gangxun suddenly realized that he was like a dog.
A dog owned by his slutty wife, who is so loyal that he even sleeps by his feet.
He lay back on his dog bed and saw Ruan Zhijuan, as if she were aware of something, drowsily put her feet on him.
So this is what it feels like to be a dog.
"..."
It's not even a little bit.
Zhou Gangxun raised his hand and threw his wife's leg back onto the bed.
Her fair foot bumped against the wall, and Ruan Zhijuan cried out in pain before continuing to sleep.
After sleeping for about an hour, at 2 a.m., Zhou Gangxun was suddenly awakened by severe chest tightness and shortness of breath.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Ruan Zhijuan straddling him, muttering something in a garbled voice, "Zhou Gangxun٩(๑•ㅂ•)۶Aba aba...Zhou Gangxun٩(ớ εờ*)۶Aba aba...Zhou Gangxuno(´^｀)oAba aba..."
Oh, you're wearing clothes this time.
Zhou Gangxun's gaze finally fell on Ruan Zhijuan's face, and he heard him humming in a strange, inhuman voice, "Zhou Gangxun~ There's a mouse~ The mouse is biting my toes~ Look..."
As she spoke, she stretched her foot in front of Zhou Gangxun's face, her toes spread apart, like a white cat raising its leg and waiting to lick its paws.
Zhou Gangxun, still half asleep, frowned. Luckily, he wasn't a real dog and didn't need to groom Ruan Zhijuan, otherwise that foot might have been shoved directly into his mouth.
He grabbed Ruan Zhijuan's ankle and lifted her up, his voice hoarse, "What happened to your head?"
When did you learn ballet...? Was it at the Ruan family's house? You can lift your legs that high and even do the splits.