Mystery Leaks

Chapter 1
Ordinary people receive gifts, either warm or romantic, even if they are not surprises, at least they are good wishes.

But the gift I received when I was 20 years old was a solid shock and curse.

Because, someone sent me a female corpse!
From then on, every step of my life was frightening, and strange things continued.

My name is Meng Lei. I have never met my parents since I was a child. I was brought up by my grandfather. When I was 17 years old and was a sophomore in the county, my grandfather passed away.

I couldn't continue my studies, so I dropped out of school and returned to my hometown to open an electronic product store. After three years of hard work, I made some achievements, bought a store in the village, and got married through the introduction of a matchmaker.

Let's start the story from the midsummer when I received the corpse.

I remember that summer was extremely hot, with a severe drought. There had been no rain since March in Yangchun, and the electricity was cut off in the village early in the morning; Take a cool shower.

Only halfway through the rush, there was a pickup truck honking at the door; I was familiar with the sound, it was a postal delivery car. I bought a batch of electronic accessories online a few days ago, and it should have arrived.

So I hurriedly put on my clothes and went out to receive the goods. When I pulled up the shutter, I found that there was a circle of people outside. The men were pointing and pointing, while the big girl and the young daughter-in-law covered their mouths and whispered. He cast his eyes on me, his eyes were a little paradoxical.

"The courier has arrived, please sign for it." The postman Feng Deliang handed over a signed receipt, and he was the only one with a blank expression.

I was a little puzzled, but I signed the bill without thinking too much.

But when I finished signing and went to pick up the suitcase, I was stunned. The express package was much longer than usual. When I looked closely, it looked like a coffin. Although it was not as wide as a real coffin, it was about the same length and shape. It's easy to identify, one end is big and the other end is small, and the weight is much heavier than the previous ones.

I secretly scolded the person who delivered the goods with water in his head, for making the packaging so weird.

After taking a lot of effort to lift the box to the warehouse on the second floor and unpack it, I was stunned. Inside the kraft paper package was really a "coffin".

It is neither gold nor wood, and it is covered with fine white lines, which looks extraordinarily eerie; the reason for the quotation marks is because it is relatively flat, and it has a reversible lid, not like a coffin, but like a piano box, very delicate.

I was baffled, thought for a while, and decided to disassemble it to the end, groped around the side of the piano case, found a copper buckle engraved with runes, pulled it open, and slowly opened the lid.

After that, I was completely stunned!

There was a woman in a red dress lying inside, which was very beautiful.

The face is stunning, the skin is whiter than snow, just like the white of a freshly boiled egg; the slender eyelashes are slightly curled, like two small brushes; the red lips are thin, like crimson.

She was wearing a one-piece silk red dress, her curves were perfect like a work of art carefully crafted by countless craftsmen, and her hair was crystal clear like silk.

So amazing and beautiful, if she can open her eyes and smile, she will definitely be the first-class beauty in the world, enough to satisfy all men's fantasies about women.

When I smell it lightly, there is also a faint orchid fragrance, which is her body fragrance.

But I shivered in shock!
The reason is very simple, no matter whether this person is dead or alive, he will be in great trouble. A living person is human trafficking.

Murder!
My first reaction was that someone wanted to frame me and accepted someone for no reason.Doing business by yourself will inevitably offend your peers, and if it doesn't work out, it will be them.

I was at a loss for a while, and I didn't know what to do. I was in a state of panic for a while before I realized it.

I stretched out my hand to check her breath, found nothing, then touched her carotid artery, but there was no movement, and her body was very cold.So I went to lift her hands and feet joints again, and found that she could move freely without being stiff at all.

This makes me a little confused, if it is alive, how can there be no pulse and breathing?If it's dead, why isn't the body stiff when it's so cold?
Could it be... not human?

simulation?

There was a flash of light in my mind. There seemed to be a simulated silicone doll on the Internet. It was used for posing for photos or as a clothing model. A little fake, too black technology.

I didn't dare to be careless, so I groped around her body again, and found that it really didn't look like a dead body, and it felt very good.In this way, my hanging heart slowly fell, and I thought that it must be a friend who is in the women's clothing business who filled in the wrong address?

But after searching, I couldn’t think of who could be so sloppy for a while. In desperation, I had to put it aside first. If it was really wrong, someone would come to ask for it; I’m going to the market today, and I’m busy with business.

The warehouse shelves didn’t have that much space, so I put the lid on the piano case and pushed it under the bed, and went downstairs to do business.

After a busy day with business, when I was about to go to bed at night, I curiously dragged her out from under the bed, touched her here, pinched her there.

Looking at her incomparably graceful figure, I couldn't help feeling a little bit of impulse that normal men would have, she was so beautiful.

What I didn't know was that the more beautiful things in the world are actually the more dangerous. Once they are entangled, it is difficult to escape in this life; I, who survived a catastrophe a few years later, often recall this scene, and still have lingering fears.

War is cruel and bloody, but there is something called violence aesthetics; this kind of beauty is actually the most evil thing in the world; the same is true for supernatural beings.

Of course, this is all later, and now I don't know anything about it.

The ignorant are fearless, and when she was addicted to her hands, I pushed her back under the bed and went to sleep.

I didn’t sleep well that night. In my dreams, I always dreamed that the red-clothed doll under the bed smiled at me, and her mouth was cool and cool, as if drinking cold water for half a night; I was half asleep, and I didn’t know I was asleep Still did not fall asleep.

The next day, I was woken up by a call from Xiao Cao Nan: "Leizi, why did you go, the door is still open at noon, you forgot to go to the market today?"

I glanced at the clock on my phone, and suddenly it was twelve o'clock.

"Damn!" I jumped up from the bed, I used to wake up at seven o'clock in the morning, but today I got up five hours late.

I hung up the phone in a hurry, and I rushed to the toilet to wash up. Today is the market day in the town, and the business is the busiest, so I must not be lazy.

In order to save time, I squatted on the toilet and brushed my teeth, and the wind swept away, but when I washed my face in the mirror, I was shocked.

His face was very dark, as if he had been smeared with a handful of ashes, he had no complexion at all, his eye sockets were sunken, the dark circles under his eyes were thick, big and blue, he looked like an addict who hadn't slept for half a month.

My first reaction was whether I had some kind of sudden illness, but I didn't feel any other discomfort except a little tired.

Life is more important than money, so I didn't dare to delay, so I went to the health center in the village immediately, but nothing was found after a checkup, and I spent hundreds of dollars in exchange for a few boxes of sleep-soothing medicine, the doctor told me to go back have a good rest.

I murmured in my heart, did not sleep well all night, how could this happen?

I walked past a funeral shop, and a seven or eight-year-old boy at the door saw me, his face trembled with fright, he turned around and ran back to the funeral shop, throwing away even his toys, and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, A man is dying here! Come and see!"

I was already a little bit guilty about my body, but these words pierced my heart.

Soon, an old man came out of the funeral shop. I recognized him. His name was Chen Laogen. He was a specialist in Fengshui in the village for funerals. When my grandfather passed away, I asked him to do it.

He glanced at me and his expression changed drastically, but he quickly covered it up, grabbed the little boy's ears and pulled back, "You little bastard, you talk nonsense all day long, you still don't go back to eat!"

The little boy suddenly yelled, "I...I'm not talking nonsense, Yintang people are dying, that's what you said."

Chen Laogen didn't feel sorry for him at all, he grabbed a feather duster next to him and hit the little boy's buttocks, dragging him into the store while beating, the little boy screamed loudly from the beating.

I was made to mutter even more, but I didn't think too much about it. I can't take it seriously. The faces of addicts all turned black, and I didn't see a few who died immediately.

I went back to the shop to do business until the afternoon. After the market was over, I went upstairs to check the inventory. I remembered the doll under the bed, so I pulled it out to look again.

But this pull really shocked me, the piano case was empty and the doll was gone.

I don't know why, but at this moment, my back instinctively felt a little chilly; such a large doll with the same proportions, how could it disappear without seeing it?
Was it stolen?
I immediately went to check my valuables and goods, and found that there was nothing missing, and there were no signs of prying on the doors and windows.

This makes me even more confused, doesn't it look like being a thief?

Instinctively, I looked at the hidden pinhole camera in the corner of the room. It was arranged by myself. There are surveillance upstairs and downstairs, and there is no dead space except the bathroom. There is no way, the products sold in the store are light and precious. It is easy to attract thieves.

I hurriedly moved the ladder, took out the video camera from the gap in the roof compartment, pulled out the memory card, went downstairs and inserted it into the computer.

Click on the video, fast forward sixty times, I focus on the doors and windows, wanting to see how the thief got in.

It was normal at first, but at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, a scene that horrified me appeared. The piano box under the bed moved out a little bit, and it slid out of the bottom of the bed after a while, and then the cover was opened, and the red Yiwa sat up straight from the piano case.

"Nimma!"

I kicked my legs in fright, and hit the wall behind me with the pulley chair, and the hairs all over my body exploded.

Then something even more terrifying happened, the doll in red stood up.

The reason why it is called standing is because she got up directly without moving her joints at all, as if there was an elevator supporting her below.

Then the picture was blocked, and only time was beating. For three or four minutes, the doll in red stood by my bed and stared at me, motionless, like a sculpture.

You should know that this is sixty times the playback speed; that is to say, three or four hours have passed in actual time.

In the end, the thing that frightened me the most happened. The doll in red seemed to have seen enough, and slowly bent down and kissed me. At this time, the picture went numb and cut off.

"Crash evil!"

I screamed and ran for the door.

(End of this chapter)