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Li Dazhuang cleared his throat and said with a trembling, "My uncle is a teacher at Luyuan Middle School. He has always been ..."

Wen Wen stopped Li Dazhuang: "Wait a minute, stop for a long story, and tell me what he has done. I'll first judge whether this matter should be handled by me."

"He behaves normally in front of others, but I can often see him nervous and say some inexplicable things." Li Dazhuang said some questions he had stunned.

"Maybe you're just ... you are still innocent, maybe you should take him to a psychiatrist." Wen Wen tentatively said.

"That's not the case. At first I thought so, and took him to a psychologist. The psychologist didn't find any problems, and I didn't take it seriously until one day ..."

Li Dazhuang nodded a bit, and then continued, "Until one day, I saw him bit a mouse and die!"

Wen Wen twitched his mouth and said, "The smell of rats is fishy and sultry. I really don't know how your mouthfuls ..."

"Detective Wen, what are you talking about?" Li Dazhuang froze again. He now wonders if he should call this inexplicable number.

"Ah, didn't say anything, are there any other clues?" Wen Wen said haha.

At first, when Wen Wen was an ordinary detective, he chased a criminal into the old forest in the mountains, and then he lost his way in the mountains for more than ten days.

In the past ten days or so, all the living creatures Wen Wen could catch, including the dung beetles ... was the kind of **** ball.

However, this kind of thing cannot be told to the customer, otherwise it will be treated as a pervert by the customer.

Li Dazhuang shook his head and said, "It's gone."

Wen Wen's eyes were quilted, secretly adding up.

Neither the nervousness nor the biting of a rat can prove to be a supernatural force, but it is enough to arouse Wen Wen's interest. He is an idle man.

He spends too much time at home these days, and it's time to go out and find something to play with.

"Let's talk about a place. I'll find you. Let's meet and talk." After fixing the meeting place, Wen Wen hung up the phone.

"I'm leaving now, there are some things to deal with." Wen Wen and everyone simply said goodbye and drove to the place where Li Dazhuang was.

When Wen Wen arrived, Li Dazhuang was sitting on the road, clutching his clothes, shivering by the cold wind.

Seeing Wen Wen in a white coat stepping out of the car, Li Dazhuang's eyes immediately straightened, and horrible memories popped into his heart, jumping straight up in place, turning and running.

Wen Wen once rescued him at Furong River Paradise, but his memories of Furong River Paradise have been washed away by the Hunters Association.

The gentleness in his impression now is the dead metamorphosis holding the chainsaw that night.

So when he saw Wen Wen, he quickly tried to escape.

"Ah, hey, don't go, didn't you ask me to help you solve the problem?"

Wen Wen quickly walked two steps, grabbed Li Dazhuang's neck collar, and dragged him back like an eagle grabbing a chick.

"you you……"

Li Dazhuang pointed at Wen Wen and was speechless. He was almost scared to cry.

Wen Wen opened his clothes, and said fiercely to Li Dazhuang, "What are you, I am a good person."

Li Dazhuang: "..."

In that dress, there are short swords, daggers, and two guns ...

After a little while, Li Dazhuang's mood slowly (forced) stabilized, and even though Wen Wen doesn't look like a good person, he can only rely on Wen Wen now.

"Look at the bear you scared, do I look like a bad guy?" Wen Wen sat next to Li Dazhuang and asked cursingly.

As soon as Li Dazhuang nodded, seeing Wen Wen's dark eyes, he quickly shook his head: "No, you don't look like a bad person at all."

"That's ridiculous, come, tell me about your uncle."

Li Dazhuang organized a language and said, "I lived with my uncle for a few months, so I had a good relationship with him. Two months ago, I went to his house to play, and found that my aunt had moved from his house, He was shy. "

"This may be because your aunt left him, so he is sad ..."

"I did the same at first, but when he was chatting with me, he behaved well. As soon as I looked away, he started talking to himself, and sometimes he did strange things."

...

The house of Baipingping was cleaned and spotless.

A pale man with a sullen expression, but not a sullen man, sat on the floor, covering his head with his hands, his expression empty.

His name is Zheng Feng. He is a very regular person. He falls asleep at nine o'clock in the evening and wakes up at six in the morning.

Moreover, he has mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he always cleans the house.

But now, for two months, he has n’t cleaned the house. He has n’t even taken the initiative to take a bath or eat.

However, everything ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is still so neat, as if he is still living as before.

Not only that, he hadn't worked for the past two months, but his boss didn't come to ask.

Because, in the eyes of his boss, he still commutes to work on time as before.

It all started with an accident. When he returned home from work that day, a thin mist floated in the air, then he fainted without knowing what was hit.

Since then, the anomaly has begun.

That day, he went home late, but his wife turned a blind eye.

This is not much, but later, it is clear that his schedule has been completely disrupted, and he has not participated in anything, but it seems that there is another person who looks like him, and completed his life before him.

This person will work for him, eat for him, clean the room for him ...

And this person, except himself, can be seen by everyone.

At first, Zheng Feng was just frightened. At that time, he was very flustered, so he tried to show abnormality and wanted to attract the attention of others.

But later, Zheng Feng found that his sense of existence seemed to be gradually disappearing, and eventually he seemed to become a transparent person.

At that time, he discovered that it was himself who was abnormal.

His wife may have discovered some problems, so she went back to her maiden house.

Of course, Zheng Feng knew that her wife did not return to her mother's house, but was lying in his refrigerator ...

Every day, she loses some flesh and blood ...

Unfortunately, this news Zheng Feng cannot pass on to anyone.

What has scared him recently is that his nephew Li Dazhuang seems to have found some abnormalities on him.

Will he also suffer unexpectedly?

If so, I don't know what he smells like ...

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