Halloween Handbook: A Book of Thrilling and Spooky Events

Folklore has it that a cat's tongue is placed in human blood and soaked for half an hour. After drinking it with the meat and soup, the first words spoken will come true. I used this method to kill my mom. Got into Harvard. And killed the male coworker who started the rumor that I was yellow. Until my second husband died. The police said he was killed by a cat. “The likelihood of being killed by a cat is low, but definitely not zero.” Officer Chen sat on the couch across from me and looked at me with an expressionless face. Hearing such words that only appeared in the title of a short video, I was so angry that I burst into tears. Emotionally out of control, I yelled at them. “What kind of international joke are you guys playing?! Cats can kill people?!” “Are all the police here so irresponsible?!” “My husband is dead, you can't find the murderer, but now you want to put the blame on the cat? What's wrong with you?” After yelling, exhaustion instantly swept over me. I leaned helplessly on the sofa. Not long ago, my husband, Liang Yanzhi, disappeared. Couldn't be found anywhere, it was as if he had evaporated. So then, I reported it to the police. Hoping that the police would bring me good news. I didn't expect to wait for news of his death and such a strange and illogical cause of death a month later. It really is sick. I let out a bitter smile, my eyes unconsciously drifted toward the window. Outside the window, it was a dismal black. The streetlights were broken, and the moon didn't shed any light because of the dark clouds. Vaguely, I seemed to see a little bit of green in the darkness. Is that a cat's eye? Yes, it was a cat's eye. I had seen it many times when I took the cat's tongue. In theory, a cat's eyes shouldn't reveal much emotion. It's not human. But what did I see, in those eyes outside the window? There was an inexplicable resentment mixed in. The tip of my heart trembled, and I subconsciously touched the pearl earring in my left ear. This is what my ex-husband, Zhou Carey, sent me. But some time ago, I inadvertently missed a, I did not know where to go. I searched the whole house but couldn't find it. Officer Li, who was next to me, caught a glimpse of my movements. Following my line of sight, he looked over, and his heart was clear. Very thoughtfully, he pulled the curtains closed. “Again, why are there so many cats in this damn place?” She whined in a low voice. It wasn't loud, but it was still heard by Officer Chen and me. I didn't say anything, and neither did Officer Chen. He looked straight at me for a long time before he spoke out meaningfully, “Ms. Ye, I heard that you have the habit of eating cat tongues.” I was stunned. “What do you mean?” Nothing, I'm just sighing, people eat that stuff too, is it good?” What's wrong with this guy? What's wrong with him? He's saying something that doesn't make sense. “I don't think eating cat tongue has anything to do with the case, so don't try to change the subject.” I just want a more normal truth now, or don't blame me for filing a complaint against you!” Seeing that I was getting angry, Officer Chen stroked the beard on his chin as if he was busy, and assumed a proper posture again. “Ahem, just kidding.” “We're here today, besides telling you about the possibility of this cat killing, more than anything, we want to know if your husband had any strange behavior before he died.” After all, his death was too strange.” Strange behavior ..... Does a dozen processed cat tongues for me before he died count? I still remember that it was a night like water. Liang Yanzhi was wearing an apron and was slowly processing cat tongues in the kitchen. He was an elegant man and was always methodical in doing such things. Injecting anesthetic and then proceeding steadily to the next step At the end of the day, there was not even a speck of red on him. The apron was clean. If it were me, I'd probably be covered in blood. “Anon, go get some more anesthetic.” I looked over to the cage of mewling creatures in the corner of the kitchen, a little puzzled. Words, are you going to fetch that much cat tongue today? It's not like I can eat it all.” “I know you like it fresh, but I've been busy lately, so I don't have time to prepare it for you, so why don't I just get it all at once, and you can freeze it in the freezer and eat it slowly. .... ...”. He smiled gently at me, as usual. I never asked him about his business. But I didn't realize that this was going to kill him. The corners of my eyes were hot, and I felt like I was tearing up again. “No, everything's fine. ...Can you show me a picture of the scene? What has become of him? Officer Chen showed a surprised expression and looked at the policewoman before speaking in a low voice. “His stomach was opened up ...... Anyway, it's too bloody, you'd better not look at it.” “I can only tell you, the scene doors and windows are closed, there is no trace of other people in and out of the professional investigation, it is impossible to have other people in and out of the”. “But strange is strange in that the room is full of cat claw marks.” Not asking for more useful information, I sent them away on the grounds that it was getting late. Standing by the window, looking at their backs, an inexplicable feeling of incongruity arose. Something wasn't right from the beginning. What wasn't right? I wondered as I opened the refrigerator. A bright red and fresh tomato was neatly arranged in it. Neatly... .... Yes, Liang Zhengzhi is very particular about rituals. Whether it's all kinds of fruits and vegetables, or cat tongues. He likes to arrange them neatly in the refrigerator. “That's just like a man.” He picks out the overripe tomatoes and throws them away, talking to me carelessly. “A neat fridge is a clean man, shaved and combed, and pleasing to the eye, whereas an untidy fridge . ........” Beards... Cops can't wear beards, right? That so-called “Officer Chen”? Goosebumps erupted, I threw down the tomatoes I was planning to make soup with and hurriedly locked the doors and windows. I checked the room four more times, inside and out, before breathing a sigh of relief. “The 'cops' might not be cops. Who exactly were they and what was their purpose? It was not known. No wonder he gave such a strange cause of death. No wonder he said something inexplicable. No wonder he couldn't get a photo of the scene. ....... I am so glad at this moment that I didn't tell them the truth.