How heavy does a person have?

Yuan Haoze has never thought about this problem before, but he always knows that an adult's body weighs about 60 or 70 kilograms. This is not the weight that ordinary people can lift with one hand. But as long as they use both hands, it is not too difficult for a man to pick up or carry a woman.

Yan Yu's figure is not fat. With the strength of Yuan Haoze, a normal young man, Yan Yu can definitely be carried forward.

Yuan Haoze imitated Yi Xin's previous appearance and took out the large travel bag he used to move and stuffed Yan Yu's body in.

He was so tired just doing this.

Yan Yu's body was kneaded into a ball in a travel bag.

Yuan Haoze struggled to pull the zipper with one hand and desperately stuff Yan Yu's body into it with the other hand.

The soft travel bag became bulging, with a protruding piece on this side and a tip pierced on the other side. On the side where the travel agency logo was printed, the shape of a hand appeared. However, there was a finger missing in the hand, which looked inconsistent.

Crunch...crunch...

The appearance of the travel bag keeps making noises. There are also sounds inside the travel bag.

Yuan Haoze's sweat dripped on the back of his hand. His hand pressed on Yan Yu's face. Yan Yu's eyes looked at him through his fingers.

In this dim room, Yuan Haoze couldn't see what was in the bag clearly. He touched Yan Yu's eyes, and the touch that was different from his skin scared him.

He reflexively retracted his hand and held his breath.

After a few seconds, he started to be busy again.

With a force, he stuffed Yan Yu's head into the travel bag and pulled the last zipper.

This matter alone took Yuan Haoze’s entire body of energy.

He stood and rested for a while before bent down and grabbed the strap of the travel bag, trying to lift it up.

When he first hit, he couldn't pick up the entire strap.

He bent his waist lower, pulled the two straps from behind, trying to carry the travel bag on his back.

This action still failed.

My body, which had never felt heavy before, seemed to have increased weight suddenly after putting it into the bag.

Yuan Haoze held his breath and changed his posture, but he could not carry the bulging travel bag.

He looked back and felt that the twisted travel bag looked like a monster.

Standing next to him, the real monster was not seen by him.

Yuan Haoze tried to drag the travel bag, and even this action still made him exhausted.

The travel bag just moved a few centimeters on the ground and stopped moving.

Yuan Haoze gave up completely.

He suddenly thought that drunk people would be heavier than usual. Perhaps the corpse was the same. After a person died, his body became particularly heavy.

Yuan Haoze's eyes glanced at a little light on the floor.

The kitchen knife on the ground reflects the faint light shining from the outdoors.

Yuan Haoze picked up the kitchen knife and looked at the travel bag again.

He re-zipped the travel bag.

The pocket mouth couldn't wait to bloom like a flower bud.

Yuan Haoze reached in and felt the sticky one hand.

He was startled, retracted his hand and rubbed his fingers.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't dare to turn on the lights, so he could only take out his phone carefully, turn on the screen, and use the little light to illuminate the things in the bag.

The body is still the same corpse.

Yan Yu's wide eyes and the purple handprints on his neck first came into Yuan Haoze's eyes.

He soon saw what he had just touched.

Yan Yu's arms were bent, bones pierced, and blood poured out of the wound, wet her body and clothes, and dyed her travel bags red.

Yuan Haoze breathed.

He still didn't see the monster around him.

The light of the mobile phone couldn't help but illuminate the travel bag, illuminated Yan Yu's corpse, and illuminated the monster, but only illuminated part of its body. A person's head emerged from the shadow, opened his mouth and howled, and was soon replaced by the heads of others. All the faces were blurred and appeared from time to time. The only clear one was Yan Yu's own face. One of her corpse face and the other was standing beside Yuan Haoze, and the other was lying in the travel bag, one light and one dark, reflecting each other. Her low murmur echoed in the room, but no one heard it.

Yuan Haoze couldn't see or hear.

He put away his cell phone, reached out and grabbed Yan Yu's arm, and dragged her out of the bag again.

Pulling it like this makes the body look a little lighter.

Yuan Haoze dragged the body to the bathroom, step by step, and entered the bathroom with the sound of footsteps and the sound of travel bag rubbing on the floor.

There is no breathable window in the cramped and narrow bathroom.

Yuan Haoze closed the bathroom door, and only darkness was left in his eyes.

He turned on the light.

Pure darkness was broken by dazzling lights.

His eyes could not adapt for a moment and could not help but narrow.

He seemed to have seen something and opened his eyes quickly.

In the bright room, Yan Yu, who was standing in front of him, was still ignored by him.

He still couldn't see her.

The heartbeat that accelerated instantly returned to normal.

Yuan Haoze looked down at the travel bag.

Yan Yu's body was outside the travel bag, with only her feet still in the bag. She looked like a mermaid in the horror movie, but the special effect of the fish tail was changed to a travel bag stained with blood.

Yuan Haoze tightly held the kitchen knife in his hand.

His nerves, which had been in panic for a long time, became calm and numb, and he was focused on what to do with Yan Yu's body.

His gaze moved to Yan Yu's neck.

There are handprints there.

In the criminal investigation drama, this is the clue.

Yuan Haoze took a step, squatted down, and pressed Yan Yu's head.

He took a deep breath and pressed the blade of the kitchen knife to Yan Yu's neck.

He is not good at cooking, at least he has never cooked too complicated dishes. The kitchen knife in his hand is just a bargain bought at the supermarket. This is not a machete, or even a large Chinese kitchen knife.

The blade cut Yan Yu's skin and blood flowed out.

Yuan Haoze's hands shook, cutting Yan Yu's neck a little unfairly.

One, two...

He gradually became proficient and repeated his movements mechanically.

Yan Yu's ghost stood aside, repeating the words mechanically.

The two did not disturb each other.

After a while, Yuan Haoze realized that his approach was too stupid.

After dismembering the body, take the body out, where should we throw it? Are we thrown into different trash cans one by one? How much surveillance should we escape?

He changed his mind.

He quickly scratched Yan Yu's neck into a bloody and fuzzy manner, took out the lighter from his pocket, and lit Yan Yu's clothes.

Yan Yu's clothes burned, and his body was wrapped in fire.

The fire is small and the combustion is slow.

Yuan Haoze looked at the bloodstains of his hands and threw the kitchen knife into the washbasin.

He turned on the faucet and cleaned his hands while cleaning the kitchen knife.

The faucet is not turned off.

He wiped his wet hands on his clothes a few times, and then took out his cell phone again.

He found the number he wanted to call from the communication record.

The person he wants to contact is not Yi Xin.

Yi Xin couldn't care about this matter anymore. She left in front of him easily and comfortably, not caring about him and Yan Yu at all, and seemed to be worried about Fan Xiaoshi's incident.

Yi Xin can no longer count on him.

Yi Xin will not help him.

"Hello?"

"Mom." Yuan Haoze swallowed, "Mom, you have to help me."
Chapter completed!