[BL, MTL] The Delicate Beauty Gets Hounded by the Paranoid (Quick Wear)

Chapter 4: Strange Neighbor (4)

"Help! He's dead!" The cry outside the door was still here. The old and ruined corridor was pitch black. With the shocking screams, all the voice-activated lights on the first floor glowed at this moment, completely overturning the silence. night.

In an instant, there was a lot of scolding all around, mixed with the sounds of knocking, opening, and walking, and it was noisy.

Song Yanchen's eyelids moved slightly, his throat was dry, and his headache was about to split.

He felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and every movement he made was as painful as if it had been crushed by Mount Tai.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, touched the warm water on the bedside table, and poured it down his throat.

The memories of being sober and sinking last night were all awakened at this moment, and Song Yanchen's face turned pale.

What did he do last night? He was with a ghost...

What's more frightening is that he was alone during the whole process, like a plaything that was tossed around at will. He still doesn't know what the other party looks like, but the other party can take him All the expressions are in full view.

Song Yanchen's face turned pale instantly, and he sat on the bed in a daze, but his body couldn't stop shaking.

Song Yanchen's expression became tense and subtle when he heard the sounds of panic and small discussions coming from outside the door from time to time.

Yes... the body of the man with glasses was found yesterday...

What to do...

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen's stomach began to overwhelm again, and his throat As if stuck in acid water to spit out.

Looking at himself in a mess, he reached out tremblingly to grab the clothes beside the bed, and put them on indiscriminately.

As soon as he got out of the bed, he leaned forward unbearably, and fell to the ground. The wound behind him was also affected, and his teeth were knotted in pain.

His eyes swept across, and he immediately noticed the food on the coffee table.

Not only did they prepare white porridge, but also some daily breakfasts such as milk, bread, boiled eggs, etc., as well as hot dishes and rice in an insulated box. Food intake for adult males.

It was such a warm scene, but Song Yanchen didn't feel any warmth, and the fear in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

What the hell is that ghost trying to do?

Why him?

Why is it him?

Song Yanchen broke his defense again. With a pale face, enduring the pain, he looked around and roared, "What the hell are you trying to do! Tell me!"

"Don't pester me, please, I'm just an ordinary person !"

Thinking of the scene of being dominated last night, Song Yanchen couldn't control his emotions anymore and burst into tears.

He was like a woman, entangled with a man, and he couldn't imagine himself doing such a thing.

Song Yanchen grabbed the pillow beside him and slammed it at the prepared breakfast.

At this moment, he was obviously so hungry that the inside of his stomach was twitching and contracting crazily, but he was very strong, and he didn't want to take a bite at all.

What answered him was the sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground, and no one around answered.

Song Yanchen felt even more aggrieved in an instant, and sour tears swirled in Song Yanchen's reddened eyes.

The pervert ran away after bullying him...

Looking at the mess in front of him, Song Yanchen's eyelashes trembled silently like a frightened butterfly.

Why... is he in such a mess...

'Bang bang!'

Just as Song Yanchen was thinking about it, someone knocked on the door of the room, and Song Yanchen was terrified all over, looking in the direction of the door .

The way the person outside knocked on the door was very rough, his posture was like a fight, and every time he hit, he was so violent that he wanted to break into the door.

Song Yanchen's heart began to twitch.

Who is knocking?

Just when Song Yanchen was terrified, the person outside the door spoke first, "We are the police. There was a murder in the neighbor across from you. We want to ask you something. Please open the door and cooperate with our investigation."

Song Yanchen Listen, your face is whiter.

It's the police...

what to do? How to do?

If it was discovered that he went to the opposite side yesterday, how would he explain it?

If he tells the truth, will the other party believe that there are ghosts in this world?

Wouldn't he be locked up as a psychopath and convicted of a murderer?

The more he thought about Song Yanchen, the more frightened he became, and he was on the verge of crying.

Seeing the door knocking harder and harder, Song Yanchen knew that if this continued, the other party would not only not let him go, but would most likely list him as a suspect because of his guilty conscience.

He can't hide...

that's right!

He must calm down now!

There is no surveillance in this building at all. As long as he insists that he didn't go out last night, the police will definitely not know that he has been to the scene of the crime.

Song Yanchen resisted the pain in his body, stood up bravely and went to open the door.

...

The patience of the old policeman was obviously worn out. Seeing that there was no reaction from inside the door, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Something is wrong! With such a big commotion, everyone came out to join in the fun, no matter how bad it was, they would open the door to take a look, but this one didn't respond at all, which is really strange.

At the moment when the old policeman became suspicious, the room that had been quiet for a long time was suddenly opened from the inside. Song Yanchen

poked his head out cautiously, and glanced outside the door, his eyes were blurred and innocent, even a little timid, "... Please, what happened outside?"

It was another simple white T with an extremely long windbreaker over it, but the collar mask of the oversized shirt concealed the boy's thin frame, revealing his slender neck like a swan, and his porcelain white skin was very smooth. Slippery, looks nice and flimsy.

The bruises on the neck looked very dazzling, like the red clouds reflected on it, with an indescribable beauty of torture.

And the young man's rosy lips silently revealed what the owner of the body had done.

The old policeman swept Song Yanchen's sharp eyes, looked at Song Yanchen's abnormal expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold tone, "The body of the resident opposite you was found in the living room this morning, we need to ask you something , let's go in and talk first."

Song Yanchen's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly adjusted, opened the door wider and invited people in.

The moment he opened the door, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the opposite door.

Looking at the people coming in and out, Song Yanchen's heart beat faster and faster.

Behind the old policeman was a young policeman, and the two strode into the door, observing each other's room as they did every investigation in the past.

Song Yanchen's face was pale, and he stood stiffly behind the two, his heart was in a mess.

The old policeman narrowed his eyes, and looked at Song Yanchen who was very strange, "What were you doing last night?"

Song Yanchen's blood faded, "I was in the room, and I didn't go anywhere." The

old policeman snorted coldly, Glancing at the messy ground and the bed that hadn't been cleaned up in time, when his eyes caught the unknown mark in the middle of the bed, his old face almost froze.

"......"

It's the old world, it's impossible not to know what it is.

The old police officer cleared his throat in embarrassment, and looked at the other party again, "Then did you hear any strange sounds?"

Song Yanchen shook his head with a pale face, "I went to bed very early, and I didn't hear anything "

Didn't hear anything?" The old policeman suddenly raised his voice, and his eyes became sharper, "I just asked a few families, and they all said that the sound insulation here is not good, you really have nothing Heard?"

Song Yanchen had never seen such a battle, swallowed, and opened his mouth weakly, "I really don't know anything."

Seeing that the old policeman couldn't bear it, he wanted to press for more.

At this moment, a policewoman strode in from the door, holding a site survey report in her hand.

The policewoman first took a look at the situation in the house, then strode up to the old policeman, and handed over the report.

The old police officer immediately opened the report, his expression changed instantly, and his face sank, "Are you sure? Has

your identity been found out?" The corpse was the head of the household himself, after preliminary investigation, the head of the household was killed by Wang Yong, but Wang Yong's death is still uncertain, the forensic doctor's preliminary judgment is that he died of emotional rampage and self-mutilation, bleeding too much." The

policewoman answered truthfully.

Having said all this, the old policeman immediately followed the female policeman and walked out. Before going out, he gave the young policeman a cold and stern look, "Then you stay here and take notes." The

young policeman nodded repeatedly and said yes .

Before leaving, the old policeman took another look at Song Yanchen, not suspicious at all, but felt that the other party's reaction was really strange.

Song Yanchen's expression froze when he heard the policewoman's words just now.

What? The other party turned out to be a wanted criminal? Isn't it the first time to kill someone?

When he heard the word 'self-mutilation', Song Yanchen's heart skipped a beat, and his suspense slowly eased down.

Although he didn't know what was going on, at least it showed that he would not be implicated.

Naturally, the young policeman was not as aggressive as the old policeman. He asked a few questions according to the normal procedure, made a record, and communicated very smoothly throughout the process.

"Okay, I got it roughly, thank you for your cooperation." The

young male policeman stretched out his hand and made a handshake gesture.

Song Yanchen stretched out his hand somewhat unnaturally, swallowed, "You're welcome." The

male policeman didn't stay any longer, turned around and left, and before he left, he thoughtfully closed the door.

Song Yanchen was the only one left in the cramped room.

Finally...

Finally gone...

Song Yanchen's shoulders trembled slightly, and he wanted to cry instantly.

It really scared him crazy just now...

Just when Song Yanchen was dazed, an invisible but powerful hand silently rested on his shoulder.

Song Yanchen trembled all over, and his whole body shivered.

The man's eyes seemed to be admiring a piece of jewellery, with a somewhat ambiguous look, he stretched out his other hand, pulled Song Yanchen's waist, and pulled it into his arms.

The two of them hugged each other in an extremely ambiguous and intimate posture for an instant, and the sudden movement made Song Yanchen's whole body tremble and he almost cried out.

Just as Song Yanchen was about to yell, the man covered his mouth and rubbed his back, with a somewhat lazy tone.

"I'm back."

He just went to clean up everything....

No one will ever know what happened last night......

Heh......

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The author has something to say:

Xiao Song: Help! Don't come here! !

A certain ghost: The wife I got flew away? ?

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