Black hair, long fingers, swaying in the wind.

Zhou Ping didn't understand what Li Haiming meant, but just remembered the burgundy hair on his sleeve. He lowered his eyes and looked at the cuffs. The hair was still there.

Zhou Ping's gaze was frozen on the hair, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his mind. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Li Haiming's head.

Li Haiming had already raised his head and was looking at him. The black hair was held up by him, as if he was about to reach under Zhou Ping's eyes to let him see clearly.

Zhou Ping saw Li Haiming's forehead and the head-up pattern on his forehead, and also saw the lonely white hair on his head.

Zhou Ping thought of Zhang Shu in a daze, and what Zhang Shu said with her burgundy hair.

His cousin rents a house outside...

"It was found on the pillow." Li Haiming said softly, as if he was whispering to someone, and the voice was pressed very low by him, "It's on the pillow. On my pillow, on her pillow... it's not someone else's... it's not..."

"Uncle, don't think too much. It must be something else that is stuck." Zhou Ping sighed and said disapprovingly.

At that moment, he was a little surprised and thought of a possibility. But it was just a moment, just a slim possibility. There were more reasonable explanations for this matter. The possibility of any coincidence was higher than that of his cousin who turned into a ghost and lost his hair.

Li Haiming put down his hand, as if he was disappointed with Zhou Ping, and was also discouraged, and stopped arguing.

Zhou Ping looked at the man under the street lights and felt very uncomfortable.

"Then I will leave first. You should go back early too." Zhou Ping finally said goodbye in this way and walked out of this small square.

He walked away, couldn't help but look back and looked at Li Haiming's back.

After standing there for a while, Zhou Ping exhaled the tone that was suffocated in his chest, took a step, and walked out without hesitation.

Zhou Ping was stopped by the security guard when he passed by the guard room.

"Hey, that person, you are the only one." The security guard waved to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping looked over in confusion.

"That mother in that family ran out just now." said the security guard.

Zhou Ping's heart was thrilled, and his hair stood up, "Who did you say?"

"Just what you asked before, the one who died of her son. She ran out in the middle of the night, and I didn't think she looked right. Your family should be more careful," said the security guard.

Zhou Ping immediately took out his cell phone and called Zhang Shu.

No one answered the phone.

Zhou Ping turned his head and ran back to the small square.

Li Haiming was still sitting on the long chair, with his head hanging down, just like when Zhou Ping left.

"Uncle," Zhou Ping called out and rushed to Li Haiming, "The security guard said that my aunt ran out. I just couldn't even get through the phone. Hurry up--"

Li Haiming looked over blankly, with a dull expression and a hollow look.

When Zhou Ping saw it, he felt it was bad.

The development of things turned out to be as bad as his premonition. His previous explanation to his colleague was not in vain. He failed to return to the hotel all night.

Li Haiming was useless at all. He was as stupid as he was, and he had no reaction to the outside world.

Zhou Ping called the police, looked around with the police, and then went to the police station to check the surveillance.

He used Li Haiming's cell phone to call his brother, and then he was hung up directly after he talked about the situation.

By the afternoon, Li Haiming's cell phone rang, but it was still the one Zhou Ping answered.

The Li Haiming brothers called and said that their father was dead and suddenly died.

The night when Zhou Ping's cousin had an accident, the old man was rescued. The family didn't tell him about the sudden death of his eldest grandson. Who knew that the person suddenly left this afternoon. He left as soon as he said that there was no sign of sign. He was still talking to his daughter who was with the bed last second, but the next second he fell down.

When Zhou Ping passed this incident to Li Haiming, Li Haiming didn't respond. He didn't know where the few hairs he had pinched before were stuffed.

Zhou Ping soon received another call from the Li family.

Zhang Shu actually appeared in the hospital, crying and laughing in front of the old man's body, and she couldn't take her away no matter how hard she pulled her away.

Zhou Ping felt exhausted both physically and mentally at this moment.

He was busy for a day and a night, and in the morning, he called his colleague and expressed his apology, briefly saying that he could not withdraw now. He was trapped in this matter for the whole day and a night.

When he first saw Zhang Shu, he felt that he was going to fall into the mud, and he was really not wrong.

He didn't have the energy to feel angry, and just begged the police to go to the hospital together. His premonition this time was that he could not beat Zhang Shu at all. Not only could he not beat Zhang Shu, but he also had to bring a burdened Li Haiming by his side.

He once again had a correct premonition.

Zhang Shu changed her previous gloomy and dullness, became crazy and said nonsense.

When she saw Zhou Ping, she recognized him and caught him.

"This old guy is dead! Retribution! Your cousin takes revenge!"

"Your cousin has been smart since he was a child. They are all waiting! He will come here one by one!"

"He died so miserably... so young! My son!"

"Son, take your mother away too!"

"I'm watching! I'm watching how these beasts of your Li family die! I'm going to see you all be killed by my son!"

She stood in front of the body covered in white cloth, pointed at the nose of the Li family and cursed. Her face was abnormally flushed, her eyes widened, and bloodshot was revealed.

She also laughed wildly, laughed and started crying again.

The middle-aged man in the Li family kept undulating his chest, and suddenly he roared and slapped Zhang Shu directly.

Zhang Shu didn't even snort, and hit the old man's body. The white cloth was torn apart by her, revealing the old man's blue-gray face.

Zhang Shu got up, grabbed the body, giggled, and her body was trembling, and she lay on the old man's chest.

The woman in Li jumped out, grabbed Zhang Shu's hair, and dragged her back. Zhang Shu didn't let go, but she pulled the white cloth desperately.

Suddenly, a group of people formed a group of people.

Zhou Ping and the police were both shocked. The police responded faster and stopped Zhang Shu and Li's family.

The woman in the Li family refused to let go, and grabbed Zhang Shu's hair tightly. Zhang Shu didn't let go, but grabbed the white cloth, as if she wanted to drag the old man's body out of the hospital bed.

"Auntie, let go! Auntie!" Zhou Ping hugged Zhang Shu's arm, feeling that the middle-aged woman was extremely powerful.

His head was suddenly hit. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the woman in the Li family grabbing Zhang Shu's hair and shaking constantly, and Zhang Shu's head swayed.

Zhou Ping was in a mess and didn't know how he separated these people in the end.

He knelt on the ground, holding Zhang Shu's thick waist. After a few breaths, he let go of his hands and stood up with his knees.

"My son...Li Yun--"

Zhang Shu had her hair disheveled, and her head was caught bald. She sat on the ground, with tears falling, and no expression on her face. Her voice was so light that she could not hear her speech if she didn't get close.

She changed from her previous madness to that gloomy kind of thing, but the words she said changed.

"My son is dead...my son cannot come back...he is dead...my son is dead..."
Chapter completed!