Mysterious recovery, the world is unscientific

Chapter 8: Stick Grilling
Picking up the phone, Zhang Qian asked.

"Shanshan, why did you call me so early?"

"Come over to Yeshi Street, I need your help."

"What's wrong? Something happened again?"

Zhang Qianxiu's eyebrows were tightly clustered, and a bad premonition appeared in her heart.

Wang Hao's psychopath told her yesterday that three more people would die in the night market in the future.

Originally, she was still a little skeptical, but judging from the current situation, it seemed that Wang Hao was really right.

Huang Shanshan seemed a little anxious.

"You come over and talk. On the phone, I don't know how to describe it to you."

"Is it so strange?"

Zhang Qian questioned.

Huang Shanshan hung up the phone at once, and had no time to talk to her at all.

Zhang Qian put away her mobile phone, tidied up her bag, picked up the "Taiping Jing" under the pillow, put it in the bag, and then hurried out the door, and then drove to the night market street.

After half an hour.

Zhang Qian drove to the gate of Gaodalang on Yeshi Street.

At this time, several cars from the relevant departments had already parked at the door.

Huang Shanshan is standing under the porch door waiting for her.

When the two met, Huang Shanshan hastily reached out and took Zhang Qian's hand and walked inside.

Zhang Qian asked as she walked.

"Shanshan, what happened?"

"In the morning we received a report from the owner of a barbecue restaurant in this night market street, saying that someone died in his store. After we came and sealed off the scene, the owner collapsed, so I called you and asked you Come here and help him with some psychological counseling to prevent him from having an accident."

The two didn't speak any more, they just quickened their pace and rushed to the barbecue restaurant deep in the night market street.

The dead man's barbecue restaurant is called "Couple Happiness BBQ". It is opened by a young couple. It is located at the west end of Yeshi Street, in a better location.

When Zhang Qian followed Huang Shanshan, the barbecue restaurant had already been cordoned off in yellow.

The owner of the barbecue restaurant is a middle-aged fat man with a height of about 1.7 meters [-]. He is sitting slumped on a chair outside at the moment.

What's more, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eye sockets were red, as if he was about to burst into tears.

Zhang Qian did not rush forward to appease, but turned around and looked into the barbecue shop.

But at this sight, her face turned pale on the spot, and she felt her stomach tumbling, and she almost vomited out the overnight meal she ate last night.

Only because of the barbecue shop at this time.

A man was being pierced through the mouth by a long wooden stick, and the one pierced out from the buttocks was placed on the grill, just like a roast suckling pig, being placed on the grill.

This kind of barbecue frame is a large-scale barbecue frame used to roast suckling pigs and whole lambs in barbecue shops. You only need to put things on the shelf, and then put charcoal in the bottom slot, and you can quickly make barbecue. .

This scene... Seriously thinking about it makes people feel horrible and disgusting!
"vomit……"

Soon Zhang Qian couldn't bear the nausea, ran to the side to hold the trash can, lowered her head and opened her mouth to spit it out.

Huang Shanshan quickly brought a bottle of mineral water, handed it to Zhang Qian, and reached out to pat her back.

Zhang Qian vomited for a while, feeling better in her stomach, and then she straightened up and poured a few sips of water into her mouth.

Huang Shanshan said with a pale face.

"Now you know why the owner of the barbecue shop is on the verge of collapse, right?"

"Have you found any clues about the murderer?"

"Speaking of which, the blame lies here."

Huang Shanshan frowned, a big question mark appeared on her face.

Zhang Qian asked.

"What kind of weird method?"

"We checked the surveillance and found that the deceased was driven over by himself around four o'clock in the morning last night. After arriving, he went straight to this barbecue restaurant and broke in through the window."

"and then?"

"And that's it! After he broke in through the window, the surveillance in the store was shut down, and nothing was captured. It wasn't until the owner of the barbecue shop came over in the morning to clean up the store, that he saw this scene, and then It was he who reported the crime, and we rushed over to seal the scene."

Huang Shanshan explained the specific situation.

Zhang Qian remained silent, she had already related this incident to the woman in white dress and red shoes in her mind.

But before the truth was revealed, she didn't dare to speak nonsense, and she was also afraid that Huang Shanshan would not believe it.

Huang Shanshan said again.

"The strangest thing is that we went in to check the scene just now. There were no traces of fighting or homicide. It was as if the deceased had stabbed himself through himself and put it on the barbecue grill."

"Shanshan, do you believe that ghosts exist in this world?"

"Do you want to tell me that he was killed by a ghost?"

Huang Shanshan had a look of disbelief, thinking that Zhang Qian was joking with her.

Zhang Qian knew it would be useless to talk too much, so she could only quickly change the subject.

"Shanshan, I suggest you guys go find a Taoist priest or monk to help you take a look. It's better to believe that this thing exists than that it doesn't exist."

"Okay, stop joking, go and help the owner of the barbecue shop to do psychological counseling, so that he won't collapse and have an accident, and we will be in trouble again."

Huang Shanshan didn't take Zhang Qian's words seriously at all, and just kept urging her.

Zhang Qian shook her head helplessly, and could only go to the barbecue restaurant owner who was sitting slumped over there, and began to give him psychological counseling, calming his almost collapsed emotions.

After more than an hour, the owner of the barbecue shop calmed down.

Zhang Qian finished her work and was ready to leave.

"hiss……"

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Zhang Qian suddenly heard a piercing hissing sound, and then she felt her head was heavy, and then her eyes went dark, her eyes closed and she fell into a coma.

Her tightly closed eyes kept rising and falling, as if someone had a nightmare after falling asleep...

When Zhang Qian opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find that she was in a dark basement right now.

She was wearing a white nightgown that was stained red with blood.

She still has countless scars, large and small, on her body, the most serious scar is the scar on her chest, which is still oozing blood.

She was huddled in a corner of the basement, disheveled and disheveled, in a terrible state of distress.

"This... this turned out to be... the basement on the TV screen last night."

"I turned into that... the horrible woman who was beaten in the picture?"

Looking at the scene in front of me, I felt the severe pain coming from my body.

Zhang Qian said this weird fact almost word for word.

(End of this chapter)