Chapter 182 The Corpse in the Cellar
Jiang Ruan Ning was slightly startled and turned her gaze to the man in the striped shirt again.
"Grandma Zhao, Qian Xiaohong is wearing a pair of pigtails and a blue floral dress. She has dark skin, is thin, and has a red birthmark on her face."
"Eh." Granny Zhao asked in surprise, "You just came back today, how do you know what she looks like?"
Jiang Ruan Ning's eyes turned colder, and she asked irrelevantly, "Didn't you call the police?"
"Report it. The police went to the mountains to look for him, but they didn't find him."
Granny Zhao sighed, "It's impossible for such a big person to disappear for no reason. We haven't found him in so many days, so he must be in trouble."
At this time.
The man in the striped shirt didn't know if he felt someone was looking at him, he suddenly turned his head and met Jiang Ruan Ning's eyes.
When he saw Jiang Ruan Ning, he was stunned for a moment, then he narrowed his eyes.
The cold gaze was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
Jiang Ruan Ning did not look away and looked at him with a cold expression.
After looking at each other for a moment, the man in the striped shirt seemed a little surprised. A hint of doubt flashed on his face. After looking at her deeply, he turned his head back.
After a while, he left.
"Ningning, you must not mess with that man." After the man in the striped shirt left, Grandma Zhao took Jiang Ruanning's hand and solemnly warned her, "He is a labor camp prisoner who was imprisoned for chopping someone up. He was released this year."
"His parents don't dare live with him, so he lives in a room by himself."
"No one in our village dares to pay attention to him."
Jiang Ruan Ning seemed to be thinking about something.
She nodded and said, "Grandma Zhao, I understand."
After leaving the convenience store, Jiang Ruan Ning walked in the direction where the man in the striped shirt left.
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In front of a blue-tiled house.
Zhao Ping took out the key, opened the door, then bolted it and closed it.
Then he walked quickly to the backyard.
After reaching the backyard, we turned onto a small path and after walking for a minute or two, we stopped in front of a cellar covered by wooden boards.
He reached out and pulled open the board.
This is a cellar used to store grain.
There were a lot of potatoes and pumpkins piled up in the cellar.
The cellar was not big and not dug deep. Zhao Ping jumped down through the entrance, then carefully pulled the wooden board back.
In an instant, the cellar was pitch dark.
He took out a flashlight from his bag, turned it on, and walked towards the innermost part of the cellar with his back bent.
Different from the hot weather outside.
It was cool in the cellar.
Even a little cold
Zhao Ping walked a few steps inside, then squatted down and pulled out a corpse from the corn pile.
The girl with pigtails had a pale face, her eyes were closed, her body was stiff, covered in blood, and her chest did not move at all.
Obviously dead.
Zhao Ping dragged the girl out and hit her hard on the face, cursing as he hit her: "Bitch, I told you to be obedient and stop screaming. If you serve me obediently, I might be able to spare your life. You f*cking didn't listen and insisted on yelling, I'll tell you to yell again, I'll tell you to yell again!"
"Now try to scream again!"
Zhao Ping vented his anger on the girl's body, then moved the body back to its original place, panting.
When he was venting his anger towards the girl, his mind couldn't help but think of the girl he had met in the convenience store before.
Judging from the way he is dressed, he doesn’t look like someone from their village.
With her delicate skin and tender flesh, she must be from the city.
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