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I slowly placed my hand gently on the door of Grandma Wang's house, and the scene from a few days ago instantly flashed into my mind Grandma Wang usually lived alone, and her children only came to see her occasionally on weekends At that time, she must have suddenly felt a bit dizzy, and as a result, she slipped and fell to the ground

The man chuckled reluctantly and said, "It's nothing, just brought some of our Sichuan cured meat, which you can't buy here." As he spoke, he forcefully stuffed the red and blue plastic bag he was holding under the seat.

The man was wearing an old and dirty military coat, and behind him, he carried an oversized backpack. In his hand, he held a heavy-looking red, white, and blue plastic bag. As I watched him approach me step by step, my pores instantly tightened.

This man is of short stature, with dark skin, a wide forehead, and a face that appears somewhat broad and stern, clearly someone who has spent many years working outdoors. As soon as he got into the car, I felt a tightness in my chest; that familiar sensation returned once again

The uncle beside me glanced at him and said, "There may not be anything, but what do you have in that bag? Why does it smell so strong?"

I do not even know how many years it has been since I last took such a green train. I remember it was when I was very young, often taking the green train with my mother to my grandmother's house. But now there are bullet trains and high-speed trains, I truly did not expect that in the northernmost part of my country, I could still ride such a nostalgic green train

I do not know how long the train has been heading north; in any case, I got off the train as soon as it stopped moving forward. After all, the place I was heading to is the northernmost part of my homeland. My uncle's home is in the Daxing'anling area of Heilongjiang Province, and it is certain that I would not reach it without spending "three days and two nights" on the train. Now that the train has been traveling for almost two days, it seems that I am not far from my uncle's home.

I have a distant cousin in my hometown in Northeast China. After hearing about my situation, he asked my mother to send me to stay with him for a while. At first, I was reluctant to go, thinking about how a child raised in the city like me would be willing to live in the countryside

I nodded and walked back to my seat. Just as I sat down, I heard that they indeed started checking tickets up front. The conductor was checking each row of seats, and I could see the expression on the face of the man from Sichuan across from me becoming somewhat tense.

During that period, I was too afraid to go outside, fearing that I would encounter someone dying right in front of me! Fortunately, fate did not abandon me; just when I was at my most confused, I met the first benefactor of my life—my cousin from Northeast China

At this moment, my stomach began to churn violently again; this is the "aftereffect" left behind after that kind of "feeling" occurs. As soon as I sense the presence of these things, my stomach starts to feel nauseous and I want to vomit

I am well aware of what this feeling signifies; it is the breath of death for me. Could it be that this person is a corpse? No, a corpse cannot walk onto a vehicle by itself... Then I shifted my gaze downward and quickly focused on the red, white, and blue plastic bag he was holding; there is something...! ... amiss!

I think that if I could touch that skeleton, I might gain more information, but I can only think about it; I certainly do not want to touch such an ominous thing

The train police, noticing the man was constantly pushing left and blocking right, sensed that there was definitely something amiss. He then said in a somewhat stern tone: "Comrade, if you do not cooperate with my work, I am sorry, but please come with us for a while."

I feel a bit anxious, even somewhat nauseous. Cured meat? This is clearly a human skeleton! I believe I will never want to eat cured meat again.

However, in the end, I simply could not withstand my mother's incessant nagging, and had no choice but to surrender with both hands raised, boarding the train heading to the Northeast

Could this be his wife? No, it certainly cannot be; this woman must have been dead for several decades. She was in her thirties when she died, while this man is at most 40 years old, which means she could easily be his mother.

After this incident, I became reluctant to go out and did not want to attend school, as I feared that feeling would resurface. Thus, I dropped out. The official statement to the outside world was: due to health reasons, I needed to rest at home

I quickly got up and went to the restroom, but as soon as I entered, I found I couldn't throw up, so I had to walk out feeling dejected. Just as I exited the restroom, I was called by the train attendant, "Young man, hurry back to your seat, the ticket inspector will be coming to check tickets soon!"

The man said somewhat reluctantly: "This... you see, officer, I had a hard time getting it in, and it's not easy to take it out. How about you take a look at the backpack on the luggage rack instead?"

As expected, at that moment of pulling and tugging, the already worn-out red, white, and blue plastic bag was torn open with a "rip," and for a moment, the carriage fell into a profound silence. However, it was soon followed by the startled screams of nearby passengers, "Ah... there’s a dead person! There’s a dead person inside!"

After he finished speaking, the two police officers behind him approached, ready to take the plastic bag from the man. At that moment, the man became even more flustered and actually attempted to reach out and grab the plastic bag back.

I could clearly see blood gushing out from her head, spilling all over the ground... I was so frightened that I immediately withdrew my hand from the door of Grandma Wang's house, and those fragments instantly vanished.

However, regarding this corpse, I can clearly sense that it is the skeleton of a woman. Although I cannot see with my eyes, I can feel her appearance before death: she was a typical rural woman, likely deceased for many years. In life, she was not particularly beautiful, but she must have been a diligent woman. Unfortunately, her fate was unfortunate; she died during childbirth due to complications.

I was also curious, so I stepped forward to see the commotion. Everyone has been neighbors for many years, and I thought about helping them call Grandma Wang to open the door. However, I had barely taken a few steps when suddenly my head buzzed, and the feeling I had experienced in Beigong Park returned! ... In that moment, I understood; this was the breath of death.

The man nodded somewhat flustered and said: "Ah... yes, comrade police officer, these are all some cured meats from my hometown, not any contraband."

Although I did not have much legal knowledge at that time, I understood that this was considered a normal death and not a murder. So why did this man carry the corpse into the car

Little did I know that just as the train passed a station called "Nenjiang," I noticed among the passengers boarding the train, there was a peculiar man

Unfortunately, this man won the prize. The conductor politely asked him, "Comrade, is this plastic bag under the seat yours?"

Others may not know why, but I know that he is definitely afraid of the train police checking his luggage. However, it is not easy to say such things; with so many people on the train, the train police cannot check everyone's luggage. They must be targeting individuals who appear suspicious.

Looking at the repulsive man before me, my mind began to wander with chaotic thoughts... Who is he? A perverted murderer? Why is he bringing a corpse into the car? Too many questions lingered in my mind

I know that a good show is about to begin, so I hurriedly moved back a bit.

Soon after, the door was pried open from the outside, and everyone who entered the room gasped in shock. Grandma Wang's son was crying uncontrollably, blaming himself for not visiting her more often. After the police arrived and conducted a preliminary investigation of the scene, they determined that Grandma Wang had died from an accident

The train police may not buy into his story, but still politely said to him: "Oh, then please open it for us to take a look."

A man with a strong Sichuan accent asked the person next to me: "Brother, is this seat taken?"