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On the surface, there were no injuries on their bodies. The medical examiner came to examine the body. After dissecting the body, the result was that the body of the heart was completely detached from the blood vessels, there was a massive accumulation of blood in the chest cavity, and the other organs were undamaged.

The coroner frowned and said, "It's this weird way of dying again. I don't know why a good person should have a heart that falls off, if it's a concussion, but the rest of the body is completely unharmed. "It's the same as the one thousand deaths that happened a few days ago!

During the count of the dead. They found one missing. There had been seven of them. There were only six bodies at the scene. The one who was missing was called Wei Youwei.

Over here, the leader of the police asked me, "Did you see Wei for any reason?"

I shook my head and didn't say anything. The other side realized what was going on and stirred up a commotion. It turns out that someone found a corpse under my grandmother's bed in East Room. It was exactly Wei Youwei. The corpse was completely red. Bare, with a knife in his chest. It was clearly man-made. The medical examiner put on his white gloves and examined the body on the spot. As a result, the heart was punctured by a sharp weapon, resulting in death.

I was immediately controlled, and the police took my fingerprints. There were fingerprints on the wooden handle of the knife that had killed Wei Youwei. After comparison, my fingerprints are exactly the same as the ones on the wooden handle. In other words, I'm the killer that killed Wei Youwei.

When I was handcuffed and cuffed, I cried out that I had been wronged. I'm afraid you'll have to compare the prints a little more carefully to see if they're a little bigger than mine on the knife handle. Fortunately, I met someone responsible for justice, and he took my advice. Let the forensics staff compare my fingerprints to the ones on the wooden handle to see if they're the same size.

Soon enough, the results came out: my fingerprints were exactly the same size as the ones on the wooden handle of the knife.

So I was put in jail. The result of waiting was obvious: the death penalty. Besides, I killed a policeman. He didn't even have any hope of being put on hold.

Because the verdict hasn't come yet. I was temporarily locked up in the jail. The other prisoners would definitely not let me go, seeing how weak and useless I was. They would bully me with their lives. On my first day in the jail, I was held by the arms of two men, who slapped me over a hundred times in the mouth with their broken shoes. He didn't stop until his wrist felt sore. My mouth was bleeding from the blow, and I was speechless.

He made me kneel again, and everyone undid their pants and urinated on my head. The hump on his back had been hammered and kicked like a sandbag. He didn't get carried into the corner until he was tortured to the point where he could barely move. Of course, I can't eat. In the corner of the wall was a pool of water. The surface of the pool had been painted with a simple layer of cement. On top of the tank was a water pipe. Prisoners always took their hands off the water.

It was unknown if it was because the sewer was blocked, or because the person was too lazy to flush it, but the pool had accumulated a large amount of black feces. I was lying by the pool, stinking. From time to time, someone would step on the pool, take off their pants to leak the water, and then they would shatter my face with their piss. There was also a hot stench that filled the air around me.

In the dead of night. All the prisoners in the cell were asleep. The lights were on, and snores rose and fell in the low space. I moved slowly, getting up from the ground. He was so hungry that he wanted to find something to eat.

The bed in this cell was connected. It was to build a long, iron shelf with thick planks of wood on it, and that made it a common bed. It could squeeze twenty or thirty people. I saw two white buns placed in front of a relatively plump and brightly colored bed on top of the bed. I quietly walked over, took the two white buns down, and wolfed them down. He drank some water from the tap and was finally full.

It was time to find a place to sleep. I kept my eyes on the bed, which was full of bedding and bright colors. Because it takes up the largest area. There was space on both sides. So I climbed gently up and lay down in the empty space to one side. He was caught by the blankets on both sides of his body. There was no thick pillow to hold my head high. It made me, the Hunchback, uncomfortable when I lay flat on my back. But it doesn't matter. I can still sleep on my side.

Closing my eyes, I quickly fell asleep. This time he was tall and thin, with the same face and no hump on his back. She was a supremely beautiful young man with an elegant demeanor. He had gained the adoration of many girls.

Just as he was having a beautiful dream, he suddenly heard a loud bang! A loud sound echoed out. Something slammed into the side of his face. It woke me up. He was also stunned for a moment. Focusing, he saw a group of people standing in front of him. Everyone was awake and up. "But they were not wearing any clothes, they were all wearing only a pair of panties.

The thing that was used to smack me in the face was a washbasin." The person who hit me had a face full of anger but also a bit of amusement as he said, "Damn you." Compete! I was sleeping well when I turned over and something blocked my body. I touched it with my hand and felt a lump. I thought, what is this? When I opened my eyes, I saw that this pot was sleeping soundly on my bed! Relax. Mother Ye, you sure know how to find a place! Do you know who laozi is!?

One of them pointed at the person who attacked me and shouted, "This is our jailer, Big Brother Luo! To make a name for yourself in society! If you dare to squeeze in beside him to sleep, wouldn't that be equivalent to touching a tiger's butt — — You're courting death!

Brother Luo shouted at me: "Where are my two steamed buns! Did you give it to me to eat? "

"It's my food!" "No," I whispered.

Brother Luo was so angry that he started laughing again. He gave me a thumbs up and said, "That's my midnight snack! I always wake up hungry in the middle of the night! That's why they kept two steamed buns! How dare you give it to me! "Damn, you have guts!"

Two people had already prepared broken shoes on the side, and one of them swung them ruthlessly towards my head. Pa, pa, pa … I don't know how many times I was hit, but my head started to swell and swell. (Please note that a single bullet couldn't even strike a mark on my head, and my scalp actually got swollen from having broken my shoe. What's going on with that, am I pretending to be an ordinary person again?)

"Get down here!" Brother Luo shouted.

I climbed out of bed.

"Kneel down and kowtow!"

"I was wrong! "Big brother!" I lowered my head.

"Didn't you hear? I told you to kowtow to me! " Big Brother Luo's heavy palm landed on my head.

I looked up at him and said, "What if I kowtow to you and you can't bear to die?"

"Damn you!" Brother Luo swung his palm and gave me a big slap on the face. The loud sound was like a cannon, "Then I won't let you kowtow to me! Just throw him in the fecal drain! "

A few men rushed forward and lifted me high above their heads. Arriving at the pool, the few of them threw me into the pool where a large pile of feces was stored.

"Bam!" I fell into the pool and hit the thick pile of excrement hard. Feces splattered as if with a cannon. It's all over my face. The instant I fell down, the back of my head slammed against the concrete table, shaking my brain violently. I felt that my brain was cracking and that my brain was flowing out. Even though I tried to open my eyes, my eyeballs kept rolling up and down, and my consciousness seemed to be pulled away from my brain, causing me to faint.

An unknown amount of time passed. Slowly I opened my eyes and found myself in a bed. With a single glance, he realized that he was familiar with the place. It was my west room. The marriage between Zhao Xinxin and I. However, it was taken over by Yang Dabao. I moved a little, and suddenly realized something was wrong, as if the hump behind me had disappeared.

He thought that he had just woken up and was still feeling sluggish. He rubbed his back on the bed and found it really flat.

The hump on my back is really gone!

What had happened?

I quickly lifted the quilt to take a look, only to find that I was tall, with two long bare legs that made me feel very unfamiliar. Excitedly, he stood up from the bed. As a reference for the table, bed and wardrobe, he obviously lowered his body quite a bit.

This was a feeling I had never had before. The hands on the wardrobe used to be in my face, but now they're right in front of my crotch. I can see the top of the closet just by looking up.

I was so excited I wondered if I was dreaming. He then stretched out his hand and pinched his arm. The meat was very painful. He was not dreaming! I saw the wedding photo on the wall by the bed. The wedding photo hadn't changed, and I was still in my white suit. Although I was smiling, there was a deep melancholy in my eyes.

I looked in the mirror and admired my figure. The face at the top of his neck was still the same as before. It was delicate and pretty, and when paired with his figure, he looked like a beautiful man with a long, slender body. I'm not wearing any clothes right now. The items beneath his crotch were not small.

The door was pushed open. Yang Dabao and Zhao Xinxin entered. They both froze when they saw me. After a while, Yang Dabao was the first to react, and shouted at me: "Who the hell are you, why did you run back to my house naked!"

Zhao Xinxin's face turned red, as if she was still obsessed.