The moment the rag doll in his hand burst, the cotton that popped out flew into the air...
Liu Kun looked at this scene, his expression was dull at first, and then his neck seemed to be strangled, and the base of his neck and face became extremely red.
He let out a strange roar and pounced on Qin Nuo desperately.
Qin Nuo knocked him down with his backhand and threw him out.
Then he picked up a rag doll, tore off the portrait on it, exerted force with his five fingers, and the rag doll suddenly exploded like an inflated balloon.
Another large piece of cotton fell down, and Qin Nuo's face remained indifferent from beginning to end.
Liu Kun rushed forward desperately again, holding the remaining rag doll on the sofa in his arms, protecting it in his arms like a baby.
Qin Nuo grabbed the back of his neck with his hands, pressed him on the sofa, picked up a pair of scissors on the side, and stabbed the third rag doll.
The face was pierced directly, the cotton was turned out, and the black bean-sized eyes fell off.
Liu Kun was roaring desperately, his eyes red, but this level of resistance was futile under the suppression of his right hand.
Gradually, the roar of anger collapsed and turned into a pleading howl...
"The fact that you cry and feel bad about these things proves you're not stupid. Why do you dwell in your own shadow and dare not face it?"
"You even have to rely on your dead wife to comfort you in your limited free time? We're both men, but I really look down on you!"
Qin Nuo spoke coldly, stabbing the remaining Chihuahuas mercilessly like scissors, stirring the blades to destroy them to the greatest extent.
"If you can't wake up, then you don't have to wake up at all!"
The tip of the scissors was aimed at the last doll, and just as it was about to stab it, a hand reached out and grasped the scissors.
It was Lan Yan. He looked at Qin Nuo and said with a twitching smile, "There's no need to be so extreme, right? Have you forgotten what that woman said?"
"If she sees us tomorrow, won't she tear us apart?"
Qin Nuo showed no intention of using his hands, appearing unconcerned. He said, "If the effect is achieved, then everything is worth it. I'm just taking a risk."
As he said this, he was about to stab, but Lan Yan forcibly snatched it away.
Lan Yan said, "Calm down. Look at his appearance. Does he look like he's recovering?"
Qin Nuo looked at the scissors and closed his eyes, as if to calm his inner thoughts.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "You're right. I really want to make sure that my emotions have been affected a little."
"You know, my mood swings are very easy. The longer I wait to deal with something, the more irritable I become."
Qin Nuo said while rubbing his temple.
Having said that, he let go of Liu Kun.
After being freed, Liu Kun immediately hugged the broken rag dolls and burst into tears.
Lan Yan looked at Liu Kun, released the scissors in her hand, and asked, "I think we should find that woman first."
Qin Nuo looked around the house and said, "We've basically searched this house thoroughly. Where else can we look?"
Lan Yan analyzed, "Not necessarily. That woman was so resentful, she must have been killed by him."
"Her killer would have thought of how to deal with the body. Maybe he'd flushed the body into the toilet, or embedded it in the wall or poured cement into it. These places are hard for us to find."
Qin Nuo snorted with a smile: "I didn't expect your brain to suddenly become so useful?"
Lan Yan said speechlessly: "I'm not stupid, okay!"
Liu Kun hugged the dolls and suddenly muttered two words: "Sleep, sleep..."
He wiped his tears and ran into the room holding the dolls. Qin Nuo and Lan Yan looked at each other and followed him.
In the guest room, Liu Kun retreated to the corner again, put down the broken dolls, and placed them on the floor one by one. Then he covered himself and the dolls with the dirty quilt, and then lay there, muttering to himself as if he was coaxing a child to sleep.
"This fool is going to sleep again."
"There's a bed available, so why does he have to curl up in the corner and sleep on the cold floor?"
Lan Yan looked at it, scratched his head, and sighed again. He said helplessly: "It seems that tonight is coming to an end here. How long will we be trapped here?"
Qin Nuo looked at Liu Kun in the corner, listened to Lan Yan's words, and suddenly his expression changed and he walked into the guest room.
Liu Kun was obviously very afraid of Qin Nuo. When he saw him come in, he quickly picked up the dolls and kept shrinking into the corner.
Qin Nuo ignored him, looked at the corner where the garbage was piled up, squatted down, pressed it a few times with his palm, then clenched his fist and punched the floor.
The floor was pierced like a piece of paper, and wood chips flew everywhere. Qin Nuo grabbed the edge and lifted it up with force, and the wooden planks flew out directly.
Suddenly, a large amount of smoke and dust was rolled up.
Lan Yan came closer and from his perspective, he could clearly see a pitch-black hole under the wooden board.
At this moment, after the dust settled, one could clearly feel a strong smell of blood emerging from the darkness!
His eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "This... Damn, you can even find this!"
Qin Nuo fanned his nose and said, "Actually, it's too late to find out now."
"Every night, Liu Kun likes to lie on the floor with his arms outstretched. Even though it's an extremely uncomfortable sleeping position, he manages to sleep soundly with a look of enjoyment and happiness on his face."
"If you think about it, this isn't just some little sleeping habit. He wasn't sleeping with his wife in his arms, but with the cold floor."
“Oh, oh ...
Lan Yan smiled happily and gave Qin Nuo a thumbs up.
"It's a good thing. If it weren't for your words, I wouldn't have woken up." Qin Nuo said.
"Let's not talk about this for now, let's see if there is a corpse down there!"
Lan Yan glanced around, intending to find some tools to go down, while Qin Nuo jumped directly down. Soon a voice came from the darkness: "Found it, come and give me a hand!"
Lan Yan stood at the edge of the floor, scratching his head and asking, "How can I help? Is the body broken or intact?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Nuo came up and dragged up a corpse.
The body was wrapped in layers of plastic wrap, like a mummy. It was hard to tell if it was the woman in the living room, but it was definitely a woman.
In the corner, Liu Kun was still muttering to himself, but now, looking at the corpse wrapped in plastic wrap, his eyes gradually became dull and quiet.
Qin Nuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and without hesitation, he said, "Scissors."
"Okay, I'll leave the rough work to you." Lan Yan turned around and happily went to get the scissors.
Qin Nuo took the scissors and began to cut through the layers of plastic wrap.
Lan Yan stood aside, watching nervously, and couldn't help muttering, "I hope he won't suddenly come back to life."
Strips of plastic wrap and scissors were thrown aside.
As the layers were cut, sweat began to seep out of Qin Nuo's forehead, and his brows furrowed little by little.
After the plastic wrap was cut, blood began to seep out, and more and more blood flowed onto the floor.
Unconsciously, the strong smell of blood pierced Qin Nuo's nose, and his hands were stained with blood...
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