Chapter 3 Construction Site Murder Cases
Not long after the crack disappeared, the two workers in charge of the night watch were on flashlights that were almost exhausted and dragged their tired steps towards the building.
"The fire just now was from the other side of the building?" One of the older workers puzzled.
"Brother, you saw it too? I thought it was an illusion. Could it be someone smoking there?"
A young man, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, asked at the people around him.
The boy's hands were rough, there was a scratch on the back of his right hand, and there were blood bubbles on his fingers. It seemed that he had not adapted to life on the construction site.
He is now holding a flashlight in his left hand, trying to avoid infection caused by frictional wounds.
"That big Liang'er, are you lighting a cigarette with a gas stove?"
The boy's problem was contemptuous from his elder brother. He pulled out two short steel bars from the pile of materials and handed one of them to the boy.
"Brother, why are you doing this..."
The boy moved the flashlight to his right hand nervously and took over the short steel bar.
"Where did you come from so much nonsense? You just came here and don't know what's going on."
The young man of twenty-seven or eight said impatiently.
"There are always ** kids who steal cement and steel bars to exchange for cigarettes nearby. Some kids all carry knives, so they won't be polite to you."
"What will happen if you hit someone..." The boy was very confused. He was afraid of being beaten to someone and was worried about being stabbed.
The young man walked ahead first, while the young man followed him to illuminate him.
"The boss has done everything in the police station. When he sees it, he just greets them. Just try to hit the thigh and not the head."
With the guarantee of his senior, the boy felt much more at ease, but the next sentence made his heart that had just been relieved hang up again.
"The sound just now was also coming from here, right? There are so many people."
After hearing what the senior said, the boy became nervous again. There were only two people here. What if there were too many people on the other side fighting, wouldn’t it be a big loss? Isn’t it safer to call a few more people over?
"Are there many people?" the boy asked.
"It sounds like, just go and take a look."
After saying that, the brick-moving senior held a flashlight in one hand and dragged the steel bars in the other hand, so that he could throw a whip when he encountered a thief.
The boy followed him and looked around timidly.
The two of them walked around outside but found no movement.
"Brother, slow down, I feel a little bit furious in my heart, I always feel like something is there." The boy whispered.
The moment he stepped into this half-built building, the boy began to feel inexplicably palpitations, and a voice in his mind urged him to leave quickly.
It was clear that the day was still fine...
The boy shrank his body and shivered in a hot day.
"Then let's go around quickly. It's better to walk under the camera twice. If the fire wasn't too bright, I would be too lazy to come over tomorrow. Haha, I'm so sleepy."
The building was empty, without a single figure, and the young man's vigilance immediately fell.
He yawned, his steps were shaking, looking like he was lacking in qi and blood.
"Brother, do you think there are no dead people in this place? Why does it feel cold?"
The young man followed the young man and asked.
"Don't be silly. You've heard too many ghost stories from boys. You're so weak. Go back and buy a bag of wolfberry to drink."
The young man did not take the teenager's words to heart.
"I mean the soles of my feet are cold."
The boy added and shone the flashlight to his feet.
"That's because of your kidney deficiency. Why don't you say there is a corpse under your feet? After reading it, hurry back and take a look. I've been tired all day and have to watch the night. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep while walking."
The young man walked forward without looking back and still complaining: "In order to save money, the dog construction company let us migrant workers read the materials..."
As he walked, he suddenly found that the younger brother behind him stopped talking.
"What's wrong? Why don't you say anything? You still want to scare me? Brother, I have worked in more construction sites than you have moved more bricks and you want to scare me..."
The young man turned around and shone on his little brother's body, and his face turned pale under the light.
"Brother...Brother, brother, what is this..."
The younger generation looked at something black on the ground, looking like the internal organ of some kind of creature.
"... Maybe a wild cat died here."
The young man's tone began to calm down.
It is because he has worked in many construction sites that he often listens to his colleagues telling ghost stories about construction sites.
Reminding the sound and fire just now, the young man's heart began to feel scared.
"Okay, okay, it's almost done. Anyway, the camera also saw that we were getting up to patrol and asked, and there were reasons to report the matter. Go back quickly."
After saying that, he waved his hand and walked outside.
The next moment, his feet stepped on something round, soft and elastic.
"Damn!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Two terrified screams resounded throughout the construction site.
the next day.
The young man and the teenager leaned on the sofa in the interrogation room and were napping.
I worked hard to move bricks for a day during the day, and then vigiled at night. In the middle of the night, I was taken to the police station for inquiries. So many things happened, even if I really saw a ghost yesterday, I couldn't resist the temptation of the Sandman.
The caring policeman put on their blankets that they usually use for duty at night. If the air conditioner is not turned on, it is like a steamer. If it is turned on, it needs to cover something to avoid catching a cold.
Looking back on the inquiries about these two live treasures yesterday, the police wanted to laugh.
‘You two are the first discoverers of the corpse?’ The people from the criminal police team asked with a serious expression after they arrived.
‘Yes, comrade police, who would have thought that he would step on an eyeball as he walked!’
‘Have you heard other voices related to the victim?’
‘Yes, yes, before we came over we heard the sound of a balloon explosion, and after a while we saw the fire.’
‘Have you heard the victim scream?’
‘No, no, it was my brother who screamed at the top of his throat…’
‘No… that’s brother, your screams scared me… I also snarled…’ The boy whispered.
‘Ha? You mean you are not afraid? You are obviously scared like a little chicken when you come here.’
‘No, your voice is too cunning, I…’
These two people should have gone to cross talk, and it was so difficult to move bricks at the construction site.
The policeman bit the bun and thought to himself.
It was dark, and a man wearing a khaki jacket and a squid, about thirty years old walked into the police station with steady steps.
The man's eyes were as fierce as a sword, making people afraid to look directly at him.
Behind him was a young man with his hair dyed dark yellow and flowing in a flowing air.
The young man was wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon character printed on it, and a metal skull ring was worn on each middle finger of his hands. If he looked closely, he was actually not young.
However, the yellow-haired man with a broken face, and he reluctantly followed the man with a buzz cut.
The moment the two of them entered the door, the police on duty thought that a new colleague had brought the thief to the door.
After checking the documents of the two people, I realized that this was sent by the superiors to investigate the case.
The two migrant workers should have been handed over to the criminal police team, but they were temporarily detained by their superiors. It seems that they are just waiting for these two people.
Chapter completed!