I Can See The Indescribable!

"Honey, I have something to do in my company, let's go out for a while."

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, the bell that Liao Youming had set in advance rang. Liao Youming pretended to answer the phone, and then told his sleeping wife.

"What time is it, is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow?"

Yan Manqing opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at Liao Youming, and then complained that Yan Manqing was a little dissatisfied with Liao Youming going out late at night.

"No way, the company has something to do, you go to bed first, I'll go first."

Liao Youming showed a hint of apology on his face, he gave Yan Manqing an order, and then carefully closed the bedroom door.

After hurriedly packing his backpack in the living room, Liao Youming took a flashlight from the sofa, opened the door and went out.

"It's so late? What is that flashlight doing?"

Just as Liao Youming left, the bedroom door opened, Yan Manqing came out suspiciously, glanced at the sofa, a little confused, her husband went out to work in the middle of the night, of course as a wife he would be suspicious.

However, Yan Manqing didn't have too much doubt. After all, husband and wife should trust each other. Yan Manqing was puzzled for a moment, and then went back to sleep.

Liao Youming came out of Jinxiu Garden Community, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the Xicheng Automobile Scrap Factory. In the taxi, Liao Youming took out his investigator card and looked at the investigation incident description on the card. Liao Youming Began to fall into contemplation.

The card clearly shows that a murder occurred in the car scrapping factory, and the skin of the dead body was dissolved, leaving only the skeleton. The card did not describe in detail what the dead body looked like after being dissolved, so Liao Youming also It's impossible to guess, but the murder case alone has already made Liao Youming terrified and panicked.

"President... President, are you there?"

With a trace of apprehension on his face, Liao Youming carefully picked up his investigator card and tried to call out.

Gollum, gollum.

Following Liao Youming's voice, the blood-red ferocious eyes on the card turned, and at the same time, a familiar voice appeared in Liao Youming's ear.

"What's the matter? Investigator."

In an alley in front of the Xicheng Automobile Scrapping Plant, Luo Ming stood under the street lamp. The light elongated Luo Ming's shadow, making him look a little bit flabby. Luo Ming's distorted right hand and blood-red ferocious eyes were turning, hearing the splintered body. The information reached Luo Ming's ears. Hearing the obviously nervous voice of Liao Youming, Luo Ming asked plainly.

Moreover, this time Luo Ming is addressing him as an investigator, instead of calling Liao Youming by his name. The reason for this is that Luo Ming wants Liao Youming to remember his identity, an investigator with a special identity, an investigator of the old Masonic Society .

"Phew, President, I want to ask, did a murder really happen at the car scrapping plant?"

Liao Youming glanced at the taxi driver and spoke in a low voice. He was afraid that the eyes on the card would not be able to hear him, so he put the card to his mouth on purpose. It looked like he was making a phone call. However, Liao Youming didn't feel relaxed now. Looking at Gululu's frightening eyeballs turning wildly from close at hand, although there is no fearsome aura, it still makes Liao Youming feel terrified.

"Relax, investigator."

"You are not alone, the Old Freemasons are with you."

"About the incident at the car scrapping plant this time, I will explain it to you in detail. You don't need to put the card on your lips. No matter how softly you speak, the card will capture it, and you don't have to worry about others listening arrive."

A cloud of fog appeared in front of Luo Ming. In the fog, the taxi that Liao Youming called was clearly displayed. Seeing how nervous Liao Youming was now, Luo Ming said a few words of comfort.

"Oh, oh, I see, President."

Luo Ming's plain comfort made Liao Youming feel a little more at ease, and put the card down again. Liao Youming glanced at the taxi driver with some embarrassment. Through the rearview mirror, Liao Youming could clearly see the taxi driver's weird eyes. He talked to himself after the car, which made the taxi driver think that he was insane.

"Last night, a murder occurred in the car scrapping plant. The muscles and skin of the deceased's whole body were completely dissolved, leaving only the bones."

"It was Qian Dongqiang, the security guard at the car scrapping factory, who called the police this morning. After seeing the corpses, all the security guards vomited out without exception."

Luo Ming's plain voice came from beside his ear, but in the plain voice, Liao Youming could feel a kind of unknown fear, which could make the security guards, moreover a dozen security guards all spit out the case. It's not that simple.

"The security guards brought Qian Dongqiang back to the police station to inquire about the situation. According to Qian Dongqiang's confession, in the afternoon, Zhang Qiang, the deceased, was a little nervous. Zhang Qiang said that he could always hear strange noises. It sounded like a mouse, this sound made Zhang Qiang in a trance, and even had nerve problems."

Luo Ming continued to tell the information he knew. Today Luo Ming went to the security office on purpose and heard Qian Dongqiang's confession through the fog of unknown.

"Strange noise? Could it be some kind of chemical hallucinogen? I see hallucinogens are often used to kill people in some horror movies."

Following Luo Ming's flat voice, Liao Youming began to meditate, and said what he thought.

"At the beginning, the Police Department also suspected it was a hallucinogen, but then ruled out this possibility, because according to Zhang Qiang's background investigation, Zhang Qiang is an ordinary security guard, and the people around him are also ordinary, let alone chemical hallucinations. These people don’t even know where to buy rat poison.”

"And, I can definitely tell you that it's not the effect of hallucinogens."

Luo Ming looked at the blocked car scrapyard in front of him calmly, and clearly denied Liao Youming's conjecture. Of course, Luo Ming knew that there was something indescribable in the car scrapyard, but Luo Ming couldn't say it out. Because Luo Ming knows that the more people know, the faster they die. Sometimes, ignorance is a kind of happiness.

"Is that so? Huh, I'm an ordinary person but I'm going to investigate a murder case."

"Can I really do it?"

Liao Youming smiled wryly. He looked at the darkness in front of him, as if he was like some kind of terrifying and ferocious monster, as if he was going to swallow him whole.

"Handsome, your destination has arrived."

The taxi driver stopped the car and looked at Liao Youming with a strange expression, as if he was watching a psychosis.

"Okay thank you."

After paying the fare, Liao Youming walked down, and 100 meters ahead was the car scrapping factory. However, Liao Youming found that only a few street lights were still on on the road leading to the car scrapping factory, and the other street lights had long been damaged. Even the street lights that are on are flickering, like a short circuit.

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