Certainly! Here's the translation of the text:
The fat man chuckled mysteriously and said, "That day, a police brother of mine was handling this case and told me about it. I heard Zhang Qingyi died in an even more gruesome way—his brains spilled out! When the police arrived, they saw Zhang Qingyi's corpse with its organs scattered everywhere!"
I nodded and thought of a faint shadow, feeling an inexplicable sadness.
It was probably that Qingyi I had mentioned earlier after talking about Zhang Bang—a bicycle bell rang behind me, and I turned to look.
The fat man saw his life flash by on a bicycle passing me by. He snapped a picture of it with his large chest and exclaimed, "Good Lord, is this your God?"
