After The Corpse Was Undercover

Chapter 253 Cult

Taking advantage of the darkness, Liu Sanqian was able to experience the feeling of a star. Most of the residents on both sides were turned on with electric lights. Occasionally, there were a few black lights and they were probably reluctant to use electricity, indicating that the Dongzhou resettlement camp Life level is pretty good.

"This is what the address says. The two sisters live in a rental house. According to the information I found, Little Sister does not have a job. She usually makes money by picking up customers. It is said that she was in sugar daddy recently. For a lot of money, the male doctor also slept with her sister and gave them a lock-up fee."

The middle-aged man said slowly, a light was on at the entrance of the rental house, and a fat old lady was knitting a sweater with a pair of glasses. Liu Sanqian raised her head and said:

"Tung Tzu, go and rent a room next to them, don't be horrified."

"good."

The middle-aged man nodded and walked towards the old lady, not knowing what was said, and after disappearing for a while, he came back and said:

"The person is still there, there is a lamp in the room."

"You guys stare at her. If you can control it better, don't let her commit suicide. The army and I will visit her cousin's house."

After Liu Sanqian gave an explanation, he led Song Jun into another alley. The female nurse's cousin had a serious job, and a family of three lived here not far away. The relationship with the female nurse was not too close, and there might be conflicts. Otherwise, Female nurses should ask them to borrow money.

However, on the way here, Liu Sanqian received news that the female nurse’s cousin and aunt did not go to work for some reason a week ago, and did not even complete the resignation procedure. Someone reported to the police that they were afraid that their family had been killed. But when the police comrades opened the door, the family was alive and enthusiastically handing cigarettes to the police.

Then they stayed in a simple place. No one had seen their figure for a few days, and they didn't even turn on the lights at night.

'Wait, there is someone inside. '

Liu Sanqian gestured to Song Jun to stop speaking. The windows of this brick house were blocked by opaque black film. Old Liu used Flying Daggers to unknowingly open a hole to exhaust air. Like to release the corpse mist inside.

Under the detection of the corpse fog, the three people sat on the chairs quietly, but it was not that the lights were not turned on at all, and the faint light was exposed through the holes.

"who?"

Suddenly the man inside seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly looked at the window, and the faint light disappeared in an instant. There was silence for about half a minute, and the darkness was terrible, before hearing a woman whisper suspiciously:

"Could it be a cat?"

"There are still cats now, are you crazy?"

The man still walked gently to the window without worry. Liu Sanqian was only half a meter away from him. Leaning on the corpse fog, he could clearly feel that the man was putting his ear on the window.

"I'll go out and have a look, maybe it's a neighbor, just say hello and it's okay."

The man opened the door lightly, but what was waiting for him was a set of "electrotherapy", and he passed out without even screaming.

"Old Lin!"

The woman hurriedly yelled, but a Flying Daggers touched her chin, and she hurriedly shut her mouth in fright. Liu Sanqian carried the man’s collar and threw him on the bed in the room. Song Jun locked the door and shook the gun in his hand.

"It's also for you to live."

Liu Sanqian frowned. The room was filled with the stench of food corruption. The garbage in several large plastic bags were all full. You had to save ten bags before you were willing to throw it away. In addition, cheap food was arranged messily. Placed in every corner, but an old LCD TV is extremely dazzling, plugged in the cable shows that it is in use.

"Dage, there is no money at home. If you want anything you want, just take it. We will never call the police. It's just that this has never happened. What do you think? Don't hurt people, it's not worth it!"

The woman said bitterly and very apprehensively, apparently taking this person who suddenly broke in to look around the room as a robber.

Their children are about twelve or thirteen years old, but at this time they looked blankly at the black LCD screen, as if indifferent to other things, and didn't even feel afraid of his father being stunned.

"You should know Tang Ling, right?"

Liu Sanqian got on the cigarette, found a chair by himself, and said with a smile, "I heard that you are her relatives?"

"No, no, we don't know Tang Ling. My husband's surname is Lin and his name is Lin Zhengdong. You must have made a mistake."

The woman shook her head quickly, but Liu Sanqian nodded and said: "It seems that we did not find a mistake. We are looking for Lin Zhengdong. You have a good life in your little life. Tsk tsk, what is the cat looking at in the house?"

"No, we didn't..."

The woman subconsciously blocked it, but Liu Sanqian had already touched the upper part of the TV. The temperature returned was enough to show that the TV had just turned on. Seeing the woman's face was nervous, he immediately turned on the switch.

"Om~"

A picture immediately appeared on the LCD screen. It was a person sitting on an ordinary wooden chair, his mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear the language, and even had an illusion like chanting. , The background music is a piece of synthetic music with murmurs, and the clapper's chaotic rhythm makes people upset.

The "chanting" person has a big round face that is amiable, and he wears a simple light-colored mantle. The tone and speed of speech are as if talking with an acquaintance. Apart from him and the chair, there is nothing else on the screen. , Unconsciously, there is a sense of incongruity that can't be said.

But the child was smiling, staring at the TV intently, as if he was a demon, but with such a round-faced middle-aged man, I really can’t figure out what could attract the restless twelve. A three-year-old boy.

"Brother Liu, the video is weird..."

Song Jun suddenly rubbed his temples. He was almost hit by an upgraded person. Liu Sanqian watched it seriously for more than two minutes. Only then did he realize that he actually understood what the round-faced man said. , Every sentence is preaching the benefits of believing in salvation, and those weird clappers and noises greatly enhance the effect of hypnosis.

Even with the words spoken by the round-faced man, pictures of huge icebergs and oceans flashed in his mind.

"You are also fascinated by horse riding, don't you?"

Liu Sanqian cursed at the woman who was drunk, "Take a good look at what your son is like, and let him see that he will become 100% mentally retarded!"

"Look...look at this okay, Dage, you must have sensed something too, only Salvation Church can save us from the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Now it's a catastrophe. Those who don’t understand will fly away, and believers can avoid disasters. !"

The woman said to her with scorching eyes, like a MLM who has made a lot of money from relatives and friends, Liu Sanqian put Flying Daggers in front of her:

"Understand, I can be considered a half god. You were fooled by him and you believe in the wrong god. You all believe in God with me, and believe in God to protect you from living to death. If you don’t believe me, do it now? Can make your soul fly away!"

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

The woman immediately knelt and begged for mercy: "You can kill me, can you accumulate merit, otherwise I will definitely not be able to go to heaven!"

"You think this is a vegetable market, so let's bargain here."

Liu Sanqian gave her a white look and shook his head at Song Jun and said: "Let's go, they can't catch any big fish. This is a group of brainwashed fanatics. Even if they believe in a cult, they can't change their lying down thinking. I would rather stay at home and do nothing, than go out to participate in Buddhist meetings and pull people's heads."

"What about these people?"

"Notify the nearby police station, catch it and shut it down for a while, and see if they can live without this TV."

"good."

Song Jun went out and dialed the phone. Liu Sanqian stunned the woman again. He happened to see a wooden statue with a nose and eyes, but his forehead was amazingly protruding.

It is estimated that the sculpture is the top big Fudge of the Salvation Church. As to whether it is really long like this, the answer is absolutely no. After all, not many people have seen the true face of the Anglican, and it is the most common thing for a person in mythology to match a person with a strange face. Way, this can refer to Ming Taizu's big waist face.

"Well, Little Brother, do I need to change you an animation?"

Liu Sanqian asked the child amusedly, but the latter just had a stiff smile. Those who don’t know might think whether he took the medicine or not. The child’s mentality is immature. This is true. Silly.

But his parents still stubbornly believed that it was for his own good, and even remembered only a few "goods" on his body, which made people embarrassed.

The police rushed over with only half a cigarette. One is that they are not far from the original, and the other is that Song Jun is also a high-ranking official, and the phone calls from top to bottom, causing many people to think that there is a big move on top. Fortunately, we have to take off the hats of a large group of people, and naturally we must pay great attention to it.

"Go, be honest!"

The husband and wife were also awakened in a daze. They were taken into a police car by the police, but Song Jun suddenly stared at the display and looked suspicious. Liu Sanqian thought he was hit again and patted him on the shoulder Didn't know whether to laugh or cry said:

"Until there is a problem with this thing, you still take it so seriously. You are really stubborn when you step on a horse."

"No, I suddenly discovered that this video is a duplicate."

"Repeated?"

Liu Sanqian also continued watching very weirdly, and it was exactly the same as Song Jun said, repeating it probably every ten minutes.

A weird picture also appeared in Liu Sanqian’s mind. The family of three sat in front of the TV, staring at the screen intently, repeating the video continuously, day after day, tirelessly, until exhausted, from the flesh. It rots to the bones, leaving only three skeletons on the chair.

"Let the king of society find a few people who know how to come, try to find out where the video signal comes from, and then take the video to analyze and analyze it, and it is definitely not the only one who is addicted."

"Hold on, Dongzi said on the phone that the woman is dead, so let's go over and take a look."

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