“Beep…beep…”
Chen Kuang's wrist trembled as he flipped the spatula, paying close attention to the heat of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Holding the phone sideways, he waited for the other end of the call to connect.
"Beep—Hello, this is the Public Security Command Center, please speak."
A soft, pleasant, formulaic female voice.
Oh……
Chen Kuang smiled, turned off the gas stove, and poured the scrambled eggs with tomatoes into the plate.
He took a pair of chopsticks, carried the plate, walked into the living room, and gently placed it on the coffee table.
He sat down on the sofa.
Perhaps hearing the laughter, the operator hesitated: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
Chen Kuang picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and tasted it. It was delicious and tasty. It was indeed the most perfect dish he had made so far. His originally empty mood immediately improved.
"Do you like scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"
He asked.
"...Sir, maliciously making a police call is grounds for detention."
"Um, just asking, it's not that serious, right? I really have something to worry about."
"Please explain the situation as soon as possible."
"Okay... I want to turn myself in. I killed three people."
"What?"
Chen Kuang glanced down and saw that all his clothes below the waist were soaked in dark red, and his trouser legs were particularly wet. When he was walking around and cooking, blood was dragged all over the floor.
On the sofa and on the floor next to them were a middle-aged man and two young men.
The three of them had fallen asleep and fallen into a baby-like sleep.
Chen Kuang felt dizzy due to lack of oxygen. He reported a string of addresses and leaned back:
"You should know why soon... I posted everything online. It's about a murder case from seventeen years ago. There's no point deleting it. Someone will help me spread it... ahem... ha..."
"Sir? Sir?!"
Chen Kuang pressed his thumb and hung up the phone.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and a fishy and sweet taste surged into his throat.
The lung seems to be punctured...
Suffocating, sinking into darkness.
…
In the 1135th year of Cangyuan, Liang was destroyed by Zhou.
The Black Armored Army broke into the capital of Liang and beheaded the Emperor of Liang, including the general Huo Hengxuan. More than 2,600 people in the palace were captured that day and imprisoned in the Liang capital's sky prison.
The dark prison was located underground, with only one oil lamp lit every ten feet in the corridor.
The air was heavy and humid, with a strong smell of decay and stench, and even the flames seemed to be dying.
The soldier acting as a temporary jailer opened the heavy iron door at the end, allowing a hint of cold wind and rain from the outside to come in, allowing the air to flow.
"Hurry up! Do you think you're a general?! Get in!"
“Bang!”
Sergeant Li Erhuang scolded and kicked the disheveled old man into the cell.
The old man's hands and feet were chopped off, and the chain pierced his scapula, leaving him covered in blood.
"Cough... uh... cough..."
The old man lay on the ground and coughed weakly a few times. His body was covered with bruises, and the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible.
He tried to get up, but he had no hands or feet, and he fluttered for a moment before slipping on the dirt on the ground.
The soldiers burst into laughter.
Li Erhuang took out a steamed bun from the lunch box in his hand and threw it on the old man's head.
The shriveled steamed bun jumped with a snap, rolled to the side, and scattered crumbs all over the ground.
When the old man saw the steamed bun, he immediately struggled to crawl over, picked it up with his trembling wrist, and gobbled it up so fast that he almost choked.
"Hahaha, great! Boss Li throws really well!"
"What a Daliang Killer God! He really looks like a dog!"
After the jailers had enough of the teasing, they moved on to distributing the steamed buns.
In the next cell, there was a court musician.
Before the city was broken, Emperor Liang was still enjoying singing and dancing in the Jinghe Hall!
This musician was also unlucky. He experienced the beheading of Emperor Liang and the killing of his colleagues. He was frightened to the point of paralysis and fell into a coma with a fever in prison for three whole days.
Li Erhuang thought that the musician must be dead after being in a coma for three days without taking a single drop of water.
Just in time to collect the body...
Unexpectedly, when he walked to the prison door, he saw a young man in rough white linen clothes standing upright in the middle of the cell. In the half-obscured dim light, his eyes were as frightening as cold stars.
At first glance, it even looks like a ghost demanding death in a storybook!
Li Erhuang was immediately startled and shouted:
"Are you a human or a ghost?!"
"What are you talking about, Mr. Li?" "Isn't this still the blind man? Where is the ghost?" The soldiers were confused.
——Court musicians have a chance of getting a glimpse of palace secrets, and since blindness can increase hearing sensitivity, they must all be blind from childhood.
Li Erhuang looked closely and saw that the young man lowered his head. His thin face still had a handsome outline, but his eyes were empty and unfocused. It turned out to be the blind man again.
This person is actually still alive, but looking at his dazed look, I'm afraid he was burned silly!
"Huh..." He breathed a sigh of relief, then heard his subordinates snickering, and became annoyed for a moment.
"Hey, blind man, come and eat!"
Li Erhuang knocked on the railing and saw the young man slowly walking towards him.
He rolled his eyes, spat quietly at the steamed bun in his hand, and then reached out to hand it over.
When the soldiers behind him saw this, they all made faces and laughed.
Obviously, for them, teasing this "blind man" is also a great pleasure.
Although I expected to open my eyes again in either a hospital or a prison cell, I didn't expect it to be this way...
Chen Kuang lowered his eyes, and there were a few lines of small words hanging in the lower right corner of his vision.
If you don't pay attention, you might even think it's an illusion.
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