Azure Heart Horror Short Story

Chapter 16

As for how he manipulated the corpses through parasites, we'll probably only find out once we catch him.

When they arrived at Liu Dang's residence, it was already empty. His blue POLO was still parked in the community.

The forensic team confirmed through evidence collection that the vehicle had indeed been involved in an accident and had been repaired, and that DNA residue from the woman who jumped into the river could be found.

By reviewing community surveillance footage, CCTV footage, and bank card withdrawal records, the police quickly determined that Liu Dang had not yet left Chengdu and identified the area where he frequented.

Police often fail to catch the real culprit not because of a lack of ability, but simply because they haven't suspected the right person.

Since Liu Dang had been listed as a target for capture, he was quickly apprehended by the police.

Zhou Tie had been working tirelessly on the case these past few days and hadn't had a proper night's sleep in a long time. Finally, this gave his deceased father some closure, and he slept soundly for over ten hours before being suddenly awakened by the ringing of the phone.

Strangely enough, Liu Dang was interrogated for more than ten hours, but he refused to speak no matter what. Later, he specifically asked to see Zhou Tie, saying that he would confess once he saw Zhou Tie.

Zhou Tie arrived at the detention center and went into the interrogation room to have his first face-to-face conversation with Liu Dang.

Liu Dang smiled sinisterly, his face resembling that of a fox. Zhou Tie felt extremely uncomfortable. His two colleagues, who were interrogating him, remained silent, their cold indifference almost freezing the air.

Why did you kill Min Hong, the one who jumped into the river?

Liu Dang's smile faded: "I didn't intend to kill anyone. She accidentally bumped into my car while crossing the street. I just... she's already dead, why should I, a living person, suffer along with her? So I changed the way she died, thinking that would absolve me of any involvement. If it weren't for that old man..."

Zhou Tie felt a surge of agitation: "Then why did you kill Yang Chunlei, and my father too!"

"Let me make this clear: the old man died of a heart attack, it had nothing to do with me. As for Yang Chunlei, she was just unlucky, which gave me the perfect opportunity to use her as a second bargaining chip to clear my name..."

"The third question is, what about those parasites? Are they specifically designed to manipulate corpses?"

At this moment, Liu Dang laughed, a genuine laugh from the heart, an unfathomable laugh.

"Don't laugh, be serious!" Zhou Tie really wanted to rush up and slap him a few times, but he couldn't do it because his colleagues were there.

“Officer Zhou, you only got half the question right…” Liu Dang’s hands, which had been behind his back in the chair, suddenly moved to the front; the handcuffs were loose.

"What's going on!" Zhou Tie asked his two colleagues with a puzzled look.

In a flash, the two colleagues sitting next to him suddenly stood up, grabbed Zhou Tie, and pressed him firmly onto the chair, their faces ashen and expressionless.

Liu Dang walked over step by step, holding the strange creature as thin as a hair in his hand, and slowly approached Zhou Tie: "This thing can not only manipulate the dead, but also the living..."

Zhou Tie's last thought was of the insect suddenly burrowing into his nostril.

superficial.

Neighbor

Winter came exceptionally early this year.

During this unusual winter, Guozi resolutely joined the ranks of homeowners burdened with mortgages. She bought a second-hand apartment in the city's third ring road area for a low price. Given the city's pace of development, apartments in the third ring road area will likely become highly sought-after within two years.

So Guozi was very satisfied, and so was her mother. She felt that with a house and a stable job, her son would eventually find a wife... at least her son had established himself in the city.

After her mother left, Guozi was left alone in this small two-bedroom apartment. She felt a little lonely.

It's time to find a girlfriend. Guozi thinks the same way his mother does. Coming from a rural background, he's more sensitive than most people. He's afraid that girls in this big city will look down on him. Of course, deep down, he also believes that a man without a house doesn't deserve to give a woman happiness.

So he took the first step according to his own ideas, and now he just had to wait for a girl to take a step towards him.

This is an old-style neighborhood where the residents are conservative and gossipy.

The neighbors seemed to get along well, but that was only a privilege reserved for long-time residents of over a decade. Newcomers like Guozi inevitably faced gossip and pointing fingers. This made Guozi very unhappy, but he didn't care.

The excitement of moving into her new home lasted less than a month before Guozi began to feel lonely. So lonely that she couldn't sleep at night.

Why didn't Mei Fang show any excitement when I hinted to her that I had just bought a house? I already bought a house, and she still doesn't like me?

"well……"

Guozi, lying in bed, suddenly heard a woman's sigh, as if it were right next to her ear. So real.

On this November night, when snow was falling, the cold air froze all movement, bumps, and words. The sigh came so abruptly and so clearly.

Then, Guozi heard a rustling sound coming from the security door. So he put on his clothes, covered himself in the dark, went to the door, and peered through the peephole.

He saw a short-haired girl with her back to him opening the security door across the street. It was the girl next door. Coming home so late, she must be… a prostitute. This thought inexplicably flashed through Guozi's mind.

The urge to peep suppressed the sleepy hormones, and Guozi nervously and excitedly pressed her face against the peephole to continue watching.

The woman quickly opened the door and went inside without turning on the lights. She turned around and closed the door.

The woman's face suddenly broke into a charming smile, her eyes fixed intently on Guozi. Guozi felt a chill run down her spine; of course, it was a very cold night.

Did she find me?

Guozi's thoughts didn't linger long before the woman's smile vanished into the darkness. The security door opened wide...

Then, the motion-activated light in the hallway went out.

Thump... Guozi bumped into the door in her nervousness.

The hallway lights turned on immediately!

He then realized that the door to the opposite room had been closed silently sometime earlier.

For several days in a row, Guozi would hear the sound of the neighbor girl coming home and opening the door. Of course, he would also hear that strange sigh, sometimes near, sometimes far, indistinct, but persistent.

On the fifth day, Guozi finally noticed some clues: Why had she never heard the girl come upstairs? Why did she never turn on the lights when she came in? Why did she always come back so late? Why was she only wearing a shirt in this weather? ...Why did she always smile at my door?

These questions remain unanswered, leaving me feeling like a cat scratching at my heart.

That night, Guozi waited patiently in front of the security door, having calculated the time perfectly, wanting to see how the girl would return.

However, just as the streetlights flickered on and off, the girl appeared. Without warning, she walked over from the corner of the stairs.

Only then did Guozi notice that the girl was not only dressed in thin clothes, but also... not wearing shoes at all.

Tonight, the girl didn't open the door directly, but stood with her back to Guozi for a while, seemingly waiting for something.

The fruit was so impatient it was about to explode.

"well……"

Suddenly the girl sighed.

It was rare for Guozi to look away from the girl, but this led him to a new discovery.

The security door across the street is dark brown, the same color as my own house.

After taking a few more glances, he suddenly remembered: Wait a minute! The security door I saw across the street during the day was off-white! And... why is the house number across the street also 17?! The same as my house!

The girl suddenly turned her head and grinned. It sounded like mockery, yet also like encouragement.

Could it be... that this woman is coming into my house every day?!

A gust of wind, colder than the cold night, blew past Guozi's ear.

"well……"

...

When the police broke down Guozi's door, Guozi had already been dead for four days.

His bluish-gray skin made it clear at a glance that he had suffered a great shock before his death. This was probably due to his bulging eyes and his mouth, which he could not close.

A police officer was surprised to find that the security door was very heavy when he pulled it.

The door was pried open with a crack, and when I put my nose close, I could smell a fragrance.

The meat smells delicious.

Those present were shocked and quickly removed the door panel.

Only then did they discover that the hollow security door panels were filled with various sizes of dried meat, jerky, and bone fragments...

Forensic examination confirmed that these were the remains of a girl. After killing her, the murderer patiently baked her into jerky and stuffed it between the panels of the security door to conceal the crime.

Of course, Guozi was quickly ruled out as a suspect, as his timeline did not match the murder case at all.

Next, without much trouble, the former homeowner was apprehended and brought to justice across provincial borders...

This story is meant to tell us:

First, things that are too cheap always require you to pay other costs to compensate for the lack of value, and the original owner is always eager to get rid of them for a reason.

Secondly, it's late at night, so go to sleep early. You never know what might be waiting for you; it could be right outside the door or inside.

straw

The 406 Hospital has recently become the focus of national media attention.

The hospital had a great success: seventeen patients who had been bedridden for a long time were able to get out of bed and walk around within a few days.

Among them are patients who have already been diagnosed with total paralysis, vegetative state, and spinal cord injury.

Then people discovered a new problem: these seemingly recovered patients were just able to move around like normal people, but almost all of them showed symptoms such as aversion to light, preference for dark and damp places, and almost no communication with others.

Hospital experts explained that this was because they had been bedridden for many years and now needed a rehabilitation course, supplemented by psychological treatment, before they could return to society.

This should have been a delightful surprise, but one person was anything but happy.

This person is Zhou Yu, the night watchman of the morgue.

He hadn't dared to report it, but recently the bodies in the morgue had started acting strangely.

Wounds appeared on the back of the necks of the corpses, which, to put it simply, meant that the spines had been bitten through and the spinal fluid had been sucked out.

Judging from the teeth marks, they are definitely not human teeth marks. Because there are only two small eyes, if they were decorated slightly, it would be impossible to tell that the body had been mutilated.

But Zhou Yu did discover it, though it was an unexpected discovery.

Humans are strange like that. When they don't know the truth, they can eat poisonous vermicelli, poisonous chili peppers, etc. with relish, but once they know the truth, their brains will unleash the valve of fear, and it will be unstoppable.

Logically speaking, a morgue night watchman who also works as a body mover must be quite daring. But the premise is: he clearly knows that the people inside are not living beings and cannot move.

Human fear actually stems from the unknown.

It is ignorance that breeds fear; if you knew, you would simply close your eyes and face the momentary shock.

So when we watch horror movies, the characters are initially afraid and terrified because they don't know what they're about to face or how they'll die. But when they actually face death, they become calm.

It's as if we're waiting for an outcome, and whether it's good or bad isn't the most painful thing; what's painful is the uncertainty. So we wander between hope and despair, wearing down our will and wasting our time.

Therefore, fear is a process of waiting.

Even someone as bold as Zhou Yu was now somewhat frightened. He couldn't help but start thinking about what had caused the wounds on these corpses.

But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember a single clue. So he began to pay special attention to every subtle movement at night, persisting for a week, but still found nothing. New corpses continued to have their spinal cords sucked out.