Once you travel through time and space, you will become cannon fodder and bravel

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Chapter 271 Corpse under the Cabbage 02]

The bones were moved to the threshing ground and lined up there one after another, which was really scary.

When they heard that Fan Laosan had been arrested, the villagers thought that the police were arresting people indiscriminately. Now that they saw the rows of corpses with their own eyes, they were extremely scared. They were afraid that the police hadn’t found them and that they might be the next one lying there.

Look at those that are emitting a foul smell and are rotting. It is obvious that they were obtained recently.

wrong!!

The clothes on this corpse look familiar.

"Hey! Village chief, I looked at that rotten body and it seems to be the Eighth Grandpa who just died..."

"Yes, yes, yes. My wife helped make the shroud. I think it looks very similar."

The village chief was shocked when he heard this. The eighth grandfather was an old man in the village. He had just held a happy funeral some time ago, and the body was here?

The more I think about it, the more my scalp tingles.

Finally, he mustered up the courage, walked over to the corpse and took a few looks at it, causing Zhao Jingtian and Sun Weiming to glance at him from time to time. On the contrary, He Shi was concentrating on the work at hand.

"Comrade, I think this body seems to be the Eighth Master who was buried a few days ago."

Zhao Jingtian raised his eyebrows when he heard this. What on earth was Fan Lao San doing? He was actually digging up people's graves.

All the relevant personnel and corpses were taken back to the police station.

He Shi was busy with the autopsy, holding the bones and starting to record them bit by bit. When he got tired, he straightened up and joked to Jiang Shi behind him, "Now I have to admire Chen Song's foresight. He set up a morgue to facilitate my autopsy."

"Then you should test them carefully and make them convinced."

"Hey, got it."

After Jiang Shi left, he went to the interrogation room. Fan Laosan kept his head down and didn't care when he heard someone open the door. He was immersed in his own world.

But soon he heard the sound of a door closing. He looked up in confusion and found that the police came and left, and seemed to have no intention of interrogating him. But why?

Suddenly, a familiar angry voice came into my ears.

That voice could be heard in his dreams every night. It was the thing he feared most in all his years of life.

"You are such a jinx. I should have strangled you to death when you were born."

"You bastard! You big bastard! God is so unfair that he let you live for so many years."

"You are finally going to die. Every day you live is a waste. You might as well die sooner.

Fan Laosan was burning with rage as he heard the curses. He looked angrily in the direction of the sound and saw a figure floating in the air. He was instantly silenced and was gradually overcome by fear.

“Ghost!!!”

Screams echoed through the sky.

Sun Weiming stood at the door, holding an enamel cup with the words "Serve the People" printed on it, and said to Zhao Jingtian in a sly manner, "What do you think our Captain Jiang did when he went in? Every time Captain Jiang entered the interrogation room, the suspect would cry and scream, and I don't know why."