Jiangzhou City Criminal Police Detachment, forensic room.
The murderer's body was lying on the autopsy table.
Underneath the rabbit mask, he was short and thin, making it hard to associate him with that murderous pervert. The forensic pathologist, Tian Penggang, strenuously bent over and examined the body from head to toe, his obese body like a basketball trying to bend.
"Have you guys cracked the secret code this guy left behind, and how the hell does Frank do it?" He casually asked Fu Xueqing who was standing next to him.
"Currently the team has reached a consensus that this Frank is most likely an accomplice of the murderer. But can't find any clues about this person, and it's not clear what kind of threat exists from him. We're currently trying to figure out how to identify the murderer first before we can further deduce where Frank is."
"This guy is skinny looking, but his physical fitness is not bad, his muscles are well-proportioned, it seems that he works out regularly." Tian Penggang said, "There is only one wound on his whole body, the back, which is also a fatal wound. The knife pierced from the left side of the shoulder blade below, if it is a general knife, directly pierced may not be able to die. But this knife is more special, the head of the knife is curved, the tip of the knife just turned into the heart. What's even more unlucky is that he touched the handle of the knife when he fell to the ground, tearing the wound open and completely hopeless."
"He didn't fall on the ground, but hit the wall and got it." Fu Xueqing said.
"Hit the wall?"
"The knife was stabbed in his back by that little girl named Ouyang Shanshan who sneaked up on him while he was fighting with Wu Fan. Wu Fan took the opportunity to kick him into the wall, and the knife was thrust into his body in the process ..."
"Oops I go, catching up on the movie. I also thought, Wu Fan's dry body bones, how can the murderer to a knife killed it. Hoping that half a day is this grandson by the wrath of God, this can be given to death, really unlucky."
Said Tian Peng just from the side of the equipment cart picked up a style odd small machete handed to Fu Xueqing, "Well, is this, with crafts like."
Fu Xueqing put on latex gloves and took it to see. This knife had a short blade, the head of the knife was bent like a hook, and the handle was also different, not only was it beautifully shaped, there were openwork patterns on it, inlaid with pearls and jade. Leaving aside whether these things were real or fake, this craftsmanship alone was enough to be called a collector's item, and it was actually used by the murderer to kill someone.
Fu Xueqing was looking at this curved power out of her mind when someone stood outside the autopsy room and knocked on the door.
She turned around and saw that the glass door owed a crack, and Zhao Nan from the technical section was probing his head to look inside. "Come in, it's fine." Before Fu Xueqing could speak, Tian Pengang greeted the young policewoman with a smile. Zhao Nan had no choice but to push her way through the door and walk in, she had just been transferred to the CID not long ago and had never been in a forensic room before, let alone seen a corpse.
She had the courage to walk forward a few steps, eyes to the dissection table glanced, a melon face immediately bloodless, hastily twisted his eyes to the side, almost to close the breath, for fear of inhaling bacteria like.
Tian Peng just looked at this little policewoman bulging cheeks, suffocated face red, heart great joy, deliberately deal with Xueqing said: "Pay team, you know I just came to our police force is actually a thin man, this is only two or three years of work has become so, in fact, I am also bitter can not say ah."
Fu Xueqing did not understand how he suddenly came up with such a sentence, said, "What happened to you, fat man?"
"Alas ..." Tian Peng Gang shook his big head in a word, "dealing with these dead people every day, even with disinfectant water and ultraviolet lamps can't kill all those necrophilic bacteria, the air is floating everywhere, inhaling into the lungs and it will When inhaled into the lungs, it will flow down the bloodstream and spread all over the body. It's not a big deal if you guys come here once in a while, you can just hold your breath and get over it. But I stayed in the coroner's office for years and years of people can be miserable, corpse poison accumulated day after day gathered in the body, the whole body followed the swelling ah, you see me fat, this is false, in fact, my pain you don't know ...."
Zhao Nan listened to the side and did not even dare to breathe, his face was suffocated green.
Fu Xueqing really afraid of her back over the gas, made a glare at Tian Penggang, "You do not listen to his nonsense. He's a fat eater, one meal is as good as three for others, he's still not fat!"
Zhao Nan made a big red face, lowered her head and fiddled with the buttons of her coat, until Fu Xueqing asked, she then snapped to remember what she came for, and busily said, "Oh, captain, you asked me to check the identity of this murderer, I've already checked it, and I didn't find out any information about this person."
"Didn't find out anything?" Fu Xueqing couldn't help but frown.
Zhao Nan thought that the captain was unhappy and hastily added, "I even used the face recognition system, and I still couldn't match the murderer's information."
"That means this person doesn't have any previous criminal records. Looking at his criminal experience and counter-surveillance skills, he must have done more than just these two cases, and besides killing people, he might have committed some other minor crimes. I can't believe that he's never been found out, it's really good luck."
"In addition to that, I also sifted through similar cases in other provinces and cities as you said, but I didn't find any unsolved cases with similar modus operandi either."
"That's strange, could it be that this person's previous crimes have remained undetected? Or did he suddenly change his modus operandi?" Fu Xueqing looked at the criminal's corpse with a grave expression, she really hoped that this guy was still alive, she had to ask him what he really was.
"Couldn't you guys check his identity first? Following the clues might be able to find out some clues." Tian Penggang interjected.
"We checked." Fu Xueqing said, "This person stayed at the hotel and used a fake ID card, there are no records of his entries and exits at the airport or the train station, and all of his carry-on luggage was bought at the supermarket near the hotel. It's as if he suddenly appeared out of the city. We're not even sure if he's a local or not right now."
"It can't be that he's deliberately hiding his identity."
"It looks like it, except for that fake ID card in the suitcase, he doesn't have any information type of documents or bank cards on him, all his coat pockets are empty ..." she said here with a look of stagnation, and her eyes suddenly flashed back to the time when she rushed into the hotel room and saw the The murderer was lying on his back on the floor.
At that time, the murderer was lying on his back on the ground, already died of gas, his body clothes are completely unraveled, looking a little strange.
Fu Xueqing had a trace of doubt at that time, but in the heat of the moment didn't think much about it. In retrospect, could it be that someone had rummaged through the murderer's clothes?
At that time, there was no one else present in the room except the stunned Wu Fan, could it be that Wu Fan did it?
Fu Xueqing was suspicious in her mind, but did not mention this to anyone. Nearly off duty, she gave Wu Fan a phone call, took the initiative to ask him to go out for dinner tonight, to express gratitude for his assistance in solving the case.
Wu Fan was flattered, after work early to take a taxi to Fu Xueqing booked restaurant.
Not long after he sat down, Fu Xueqing also arrived. The Fu Xueqing in front of him was not the same as what he usually saw.
Fu Xueqing took off her police uniform, untied her ponytail, and changed into a set of simple and casual casual clothes, wearing a dark blue cardigan jacket outside, and a white tight T-shirt and vertical print shorts inside. Two fit and slender legs caused the surrounding guests to have side-eye, do not know, thought it was a female model who had just finished a fashion show.
Fu Xueqing does not show, smilingly greeted the waiter over to order food, but also a bottle of wine.
Red wine into the cup, she personally raised the cup to honor Wu Fan. Since Wu Fan and the female police officer since the acquaintance, never see her are on the shelf, the first time so attentive. Raise a cup and look up, saw Fu Xueqing pink face, smiling wryly, in the light of the wine under the reflection of more a few points of temptation, Wu Fan can not help but heartbeat accelerated, the face has changed, hands and feet messy to pick up the wine glass tilted his head and dried.
Fu Xueqing looked at Wu Fan meaningfully, slowly exhaled a mouthful of wine. Successively, she pushed the glass with Wu Fan again, and when she was slightly drunk, she coldly said, "I suddenly remembered something, and I think it's very strange."
"What is it?" Wu Fan asked.
"When I rushed into the hotel to save you guys, I remembered that murderer was still wearing a down jacket on a hot day, but the strange thing is that his inner and outer clothes were open, is it because he wore most of them and felt hot? Never seen such a strange person, was he like that when he kidnapped you?"
Side to see the beauty and drink, Wu Fan soon on the head, this time listening to Fu Xueqing a commission words, the heart of a violent shiver, alcohol also along with the cold sweat all waved out.
That day and the murderer struggle, Wu Fan missed him to death, had unlocked his clothes to search, accidentally found that he and the murderer's photo. He hid the photo in a panic and didn't dare to give it to Fu Xueqiao, but forgot to re-button the murderer's clothes until Fu Xueqiao suddenly asked about it, and then he realized that he had accidentally made a fatal mistake.
He was eating his food with his head down, and at the moment he dared even less to raise his head, he could feel Fu Xueqing's shrewd and snowy eyes watching him, like a cat that had spotted a mouse.
In just a few moments, a layer of fine sweat had already appeared on Wu Fan's head. He couldn't always maintain this posture without raising his head, wouldn't that be seen as a break in a moment.
He reached out and picked up the tall glass next to him, which still had half of the red wine in it. He took small sips while pretending to reminisce, thinking quickly about how to answer.
After a sip of wine, he put down the glass and said seriously to Xueqing, "He was the one who sneaked up on me that day, and later I realized that he injected me with morphine, which knocked me out, and I don't quite remember how I was brought to that room. When I woke up, I felt like I was going to die, and all I could think about was survival, and the room was so dark that I didn't pay much attention to his clothes. Then there was a struggle, I was almost fingered to death by him, fortunately the girl helped me stab the murderer, I was lucky to knock him down. My mind was all messed up at that point, I was totally relying on my instincts to fight back, and if you have to ask me to recall, I'm honestly not sure if I ripped his clothes off during the struggle and tearing between me and the guy, or if he undid them himself, the only thing I can remember now is the guy wearing a scary rabbit mask choking me to death, everything else is a blur to me... ..."
Fu Xueqing listened attentively to Wu Fan recounting the whole story, in fact, she had heard all of this before but didn't interrupt, when Wu Fan finished, she was silent for a few seconds and suddenly spoke, "You're not hiding the murderer's things from me, are you?"
This sentence almost didn't make Wu Fan jump out of his chair in shock.
In his haste, he said with a dumbfounded laugh, "What kind of international joke are you playing, Captain Fu? It's not true that I want to get inside information about the case, but I don't have the guts to steal from the crime scene. Even if I could steal it, I wouldn't dare to write about it in the newspaper, and based on our friendship, you wouldn't lock me up?"
"Count yourself smart." Fu Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled, seemingly amused.
In Wu Fan's opinion, there was a bit of secretive meaning in her smile.
After that, Wu Fan was secretly wary, and Fu Xueqing did not continue to pursue the matter. This meal was eaten carefully, it was not easy to finish eating, the two people left the restaurant to go their own way, until this time, Wu Fan's taut nerves can finally completely relax, back has also been drenched in cold sweat.
Fu Xueqing had invited him to dinner today to express her gratitude, but in reality, she had ulterior motives.
He almost fell for it, and was scared when he thought about it.
Through this incident, he is more and more vigilant against this woman, this is definitely a poisonous beautiful snake, in the future or less to deal with as a good.
He was Frank, the person the murderer called his brother, but there was absolutely no memory of the murderer in his mind.
As for the photo, it was now tucked away in the pocket of Wu Fan's arms.
No matter how much he didn't want to admit it, it was an irrevocable fact that he knew the murderer.
Maybe this guy is hidden in the memory that he lost, maybe once he called himself a brother with a murderer ... He didn t dare to think any further.
Confused.
He walked aimlessly alone through the city at night, weaving through streets alternating light and dark. Passing a closed store, he stopped. Looking at his shadowy figure in the window, he fell into a deep Before he found that picture, he had never doubted himself as a person. He may be a little weak, may love to be smart, but he never dared to cross the bottom line of the law. He was just an ordinary little man. But now, he doesn't recognize himself anymore, and the person he knows is only the person he was after losing that memory, he doesn't remember who he was or what he did.
Hi, Frank, my, brother.
Was this horrible greeting calling to him?
Who the hell was he?
Who the hell is it?
Who is it?
He suddenly felt an indescribable nausea, he held the window and vomited, hated to vomit out all the dirty things in his body.
Until he had no strength to vomit, he tiredly raised his head, and saw that the shadow in the window was exactly the same as himself floating there like a ghost, a pair of abyssal eye sockets on the gray face was staring at himself, like he wanted to be sucked in a little bit.
He was stunned to look at that dead-like face, which seemed familiar and unfamiliar, and which seemed to be slowly emerging with an evil smile ...
He was so scared that he backed up and turned to run, stumbling and panicking, as if a ghost was chasing him behind him.
Until he was so exhausted that he sat on his butt on the ground and could no longer run. The pedestrians who passed by took him for a drunkard who was crazy about alcohol, and all of them went far away from him.
Wu Fan do not know how he returned home, his girlfriend opened the door and saw him all drunk, upside down appearance, startled, asked him what happened.
Wu Fan jumped on his girlfriend and hugged her tightly, asking, "Do you think I'm a good person?"
Bai Ruolin reached out and touched the side of his head, "You have a fever, why are you babbling?"
"I'm serious." Wu Fan said with a serious face.
Bai Ruolin was dumbfounded, "Of course you are a good person. Why else would I be with you, don't you believe in my eye for picking people?"
Wu Fan looked at his girlfriend's smiling face that was overflowing with happiness and felt indescribably warm.
Who in this world would understand himself better than his girlfriend?
Bai Ruolin's unintentional words had given Wu Fan great confidence, allowing him to climb back up from his confusion.
Bai Ruolin suddenly changed her words, "But there are some aspects of you that are particularly bad."
"Which aspects?" Wu Fan's heart, which had just received a little comfort, hung again.
A blush flew across Bai Ruolin's face and she raised her small fist to whack him, "Knowingly! Go and take a shower, you stink to death now, don't want to go to bed in this state."
Wu Fan went into the bathroom and took a hot shower to wash down all his frustration and alcohol breath.
Suddenly Bai Ruolin's voice came from outside the door, "Right, I forgot to tell you one thing, we received a letter in our mailbox, it's addressed to you."
"My letter? Who sent it?" Wu Fan was standing under the lotus head rinsing his hair.
"Hey, it's from the hotel, you have to be honest, did you do something behind my back?"
Wu Fan thought Bai Ruolin was teasing him, "How can that be, I'm innocent, if you don't believe me, just open the letter and read it yourself."
"Of course I've read it, but there's just a note in the envelope with a bunch of letters on it, I can't understand what it means at all ..."
"Where is the letter?" Wu Fan hollered and opened the bathroom door, looking oddly at his girlfriend, the water droplets on his body hadn't had time to wipe clean.
"Where is that letter? Quickly bring it to me!"
Bai Ruolin spoilt her luck by piping her mouth, turned around and went into the inner room, took out a white envelope that had already been opened and handed it to Wu Fan.
Bai Ruolin looked at his body, it wasn't very fit, but it had firm muscles.
"Looking at you like that, you can't really have a ghost in your heart."
Wu Fan couldn't care to explain, took the envelope and looked carefully, the receiving address was written exactly here, and the addressee wrote is his name. And the column of sending address was written as "Rose Hotel Room 2703".
He heart suddenly born a chill.
That room is exactly where the murderer lives, how could someone use the address of this room to write to him, could it be hinting at something? When he saw the sender's name, he even let out a low gasp.
"What's wrong you?" Bai Ruolin asked in disbelief.
Wu Fan didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on that name, it was a very odd name - the rabbit that predicted death.
Just the word "rabbit" had a special meaning to Wu Fan.
If he hadn't seen the murderer die right in front of his eyes, he would have thought without hesitation that the sender of the letter was the murderer himself, the murderer who liked to wear a rabbit mask. But the murderer was already dead, so who else besides him could know the inside story of the case so well and send him this letter?
The names of Fu Xueqing, Lu Guangtong, Tian Penggang, and Ouyang Shanshan flew through Wu Fan's mind, and then they were all one - ruled out. These people in the know were either police or victims, and they simply had no reason to do such boring things.
If it wasn't these people, then who else could it be?
After Wu Fan thought about it, there was only one name left in his mind---Frank.
It was the one hidden in the code that the murderer had left at the crime scene.
If this assumption was correct, then he couldn't be Frank, Frank was someone else.
Thinking of this, Wu Fan became incredibly excited, how he wished that this sender was Frank, as long as he could find him out, he would undoubtedly prove his innocence. That photo could only mean that Wu Fan and the murderer knew each other, maybe they were not familiar with each other.
Wu Fan consoled himself while pulling out the letter paper from the envelope. When the letter paper was pulled out, he realized why his girlfriend called it a note.
Because it was simply a note. It was no more than an inch or two wide, but it was more than half a meter long, circled together and stuffed into the envelope.
He unfolded the note and saw that it was full of letters, with no meaning or pattern between them, just hundreds of them written one after the other.
"I couldn't understand what it meant even after reading it." Bai Ruolin said, "Nowadays, I'm not afraid of how spirited the original spouse is, but I'm afraid that the mistress is educated." She had a relaxed look on her face, not realizing how serious the situation was, and she was still in the mood to joke with Wu Fan.
"You're overthinking it, it's not sent to me by a woman." Wu Fan said.
"Is it a man, who is it, your friend?"
Actually, Wu Fan wasn't sure whether this sender was a man or a woman, what was on his mind was how to crack this code.
This form of cipher he had just seen was an old Spartan stick cipher that the murderer had used once before when he killed the housekeeper. The trouble was that this kind of cipher had to have a rod of a definite diameter in order to be deciphered, and Wu Fan had nothing in his hand right now, so what exactly was the intention of this sender? It couldn't be another test of his intelligence, could it? Wu Fan hated this kind of brain teaser.
He thought hard and eliminated countless possibilities, and then suddenly remembered the glass cup he brought back when he was sleepwalking. Although this idea is a big hole in the head, but if you think about it, Wu Fan has only this thing around him that can barely be considered to have a connection with the case.
That glass he did not throw away, seems to be placed in the bathroom locker.
He walked into the bathroom, opened the cabinet under the sink, and saw the glass cup. The glass had been brushed clean by him.
He went back to the bedroom and wrapped that long strip of paper neatly around the cup, starting from one end, and Bai Ruolin, who was standing on the side, looked puzzled.
By the time the note was wrapped, there was still a small distance remaining on the cup.
Wu Fan carefully observed the rearranged letters, Bai Ruolin also curiously came over to look, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, a classmate from out of town is joking with me." Wu Fan didn't dare to tell the truth, his eyes were firmly fixed on those letters, and he could already see the clue.
Turning the glass, if the opening of the note was the starting point, then the letters on the side seen in the eyes appeared horizontally with meanings, but not English words, but Hanyu Pinyin.
Wu Fan read silently from top to bottom, "Baishan District, North Fifth Road, Changshou Street, No. 37."
It turned out to be an address.
What was the intention of this rabbit who predicted death, could it be that he wanted to meet with himself there?
Could it be that he knew some secret about himself?
Wu Fan's mind was disturbed, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't calm down, he hated that he couldn't rush to that place now, but at the same time, he was worried that this was a trap set by the other party.
The next day, he decided to follow the address given in that letter to go there personally, no matter what the intention of this sender is, he surely knows a lot of secrets, there is no doubt about it, and even he is likely to know what he once did, what exactly is the person, which is vital to Wu Fan.
After making up his mind, Wu Fan went to work as usual, and in the afternoon, he asked the chief editor, Guo Da Doudou, for leave to leave work two hours earlier. Big Head Guo quickly agreed, now Wu Fan can not be compared. A series of reports caused a strong reaction and made him famous in the news industry. Big Head Guo's attitude towards him also took a big turn, and sometimes he even called him brother, causing Wu Fan to get goose bumps all over his body.
Leaving the newspaper office, he stopped a cab on the street and told the driver the address he had memorized.
The driver pulled him to South Fifth Road, and Wu Fan got out of the car.
He looked at the surroundings, this street is a net of some old buildings, the layout is very messy, Wu Fan inquired several passers-by, through a street sandwiched with stores, finally at the end of the street to find No. 37.
This is an old building, only three floors, or the 20th century left the Jianzi building. Although the exterior had undergone some painting, it was still full of a sense of age.
Wu Fan stood in front of the building and looked up, there were still a few households in the building, drying all kinds of clothes on the public corridor, the flowers and greens were fluttering in the wind like the UN flag.
The rabbit that predicted death had asked him here, without agreeing on a time or saying what for.
Wu Fan secretly guessed, could that person be hiding in this small building, secretly observing himself?
He observed floor by floor and window by window and did not find anything out of the ordinary.
He was pacing back and forth downstairs when he almost collided with a person coming out of the building without paying attention.
The man glared at Wu Fan fiercely, Wu Fan saw his face is not good, thought he wanted to find trouble, did not expect this person did not say a word, around him a small run away.
Wu Fan felt that this person's expression is evasive, not quite like a normal person, he stared at the back of the person, watching him run up the street, walked a long way and looked back, and then drilled into a store.
Wu Fan guessed whether this person would be the rabbit who predicted death, but he did not look like he had the intention to greet him.
He was pondering in his heart when suddenly someone behind him called out to him, "Wu Fan, why are you here?"
Wu Fan turned around and his heart immediately tightened.
Fearing what would come, the one standing behind him was actually Fu Xueqing.
For a moment, Wu Fan really thought that Fu Xueqing had been secretly following him.
However, Fu Xueqing was dressed casually, and was carrying two shopping bags with vegetables and fish inside.
She was stalking him, but she was also carrying two shopping bags with vegetables and fish in them. Wu Fan weighed how likely this was in his mind.
"Oh, I came to do a small interview." Wu Fan casually lied, "What about you?"
"My parents' house isn't that far from here, so I'll be home for dinner on the weekend."
Wu Fan thought to himself, "This is purely a bit of bad luck.
Two people are talking work, a young girl wearing shorts navel shirt trekking slippers from the building ran out, hand also carrying a rolling pin, angry scolding, "Dare to steal in broad daylight, so that I caught lightly not forgive you!"
She looked around, her eyes fell on Wu Fan, looked up and down Wu Fan several times, see Wu Fan heart straight hair.
Fu Xueqing said to the woman, "If you've been burglarized, you should go to the police, I know where the nearby police station is, go straight along this street, turn right at the fork in the road, walk to the traffic light and go to the left, there's a school there, it's right across the street from the school."
The woman just "oh", said that nothing valuable was lost, and carried the rolling pin back to the building, muttering as if she was still complaining.
After this episode, Wu Fan took the opportunity to say goodbye to Fu Xueqing and got away early. He didn't want to give this beautiful snake any more chances to contact him alone.
The next day, Wu Fan came to this place again, he came here yesterday for nothing, today he hoped to meet the sender.
Again, he was more careful and hid in a place with a good view and hidden, on one hand looking for the sender and on the other hand being cautious of running into Fu Xueqing again.
However, he waited for a whole day, but did not find the sender, nor did anyone approach him. He was depressed, wanting to give up but unwilling to do so, so he circled around that old building back and forth for several days. This rabbit that predicted death never appeared.
However, Wu Fan did not realize that in that old building, there was a person hiding behind the window quietly observing him.
She observed Wu Fan for a long time until she saw him leave and walk away along the street, then she left the window and sat on the bed in a state of distraction.
Her name was Chen Ke Ying, twenty-two years old, she came out to work without finishing junior high school, she came to Jiangzhou for almost two years, and now she was working in a nightclub as a bee. She now lives in a rented house, a room, a bathroom and a kitchen, simple is simple, but close to work, the rent is also very cheap.
In the past two days, she has encountered some troubles. First of all, the clothes lost, and lost are close to the corset, shorts, stockings, although she usually work no less than encountered pinch a hand, touch a salty hand, but met so disgusting things, she still can not endure. The thought of wearing their own personal clothing by a lewd person as a baby in the hands, her body goosebumps, hate can not be a rolling pin to slap that guy to death.
What worried her the most wasn't simply the loss of a few pieces of lingerie; she'd been getting the feeling lately that someone was snooping around her house. This is a woman's unique intuition, but she can not find that person, look at anyone who feels suspicious, and can not be identified, this feeling of suspicion is really quite torturous, if it is not because she paid a year's rent in advance, will certainly move.
Looking at the sneaky Wu Fan left, Chen Keying heart a little more solid.
Looking at the time to go to work soon, she nimbly rummaged out the maid dress she just bought and put it on, and then put on a makeup, instantly turning into a hot and sexy young girl. No way, now the guests like this, she can also get a little more tips, money home more face, to save her parents see her pulled a face, not moving to take the words to knock her, said what the family can not open the pot, the younger brother went to high school can not afford to pay the tuition fee, but also intentionally full of envy to mention the east of the village who is the girl who is the big money how rich, the west of the village who is the girl who has to buy a building to the city of the parents.
Chen Ker Ying was sometimes so annoyed with them that she hated to never go back, but that was her only home, that was the only place she could stop when she was wandering.
She put an ordinary coat over her maid's dress, held a seven-dollar box of Red Tashan in her mouth, and left the rented house.
It was after two in the latter part of the night when she returned to her place, drunk and smelling of booze, having had a pretty good day's income, netting over six hundred dollars after the payoff to the store.
She fumbled for her keys and opened the door haphazardly, all she wanted to do now was fall into bed and get a good night's sleep.
Back in the house, she first went to the toilet to pick her throat and spit out all the wine, feeling less sick to her stomach, and then picked up a thermos of water from the table and tried to pour herself a glass of water. But after pouring only the bottom of a cup, there was no water left. She couldn't help but wonder how could there be no water left in the bottle she had boiled in the morning and remembered that there was still half a bottle left when she left?
A horrible thought broke into her mind without warning.
Had someone touched the warm water bottle?
She began to check her room, from the toilet, to the bedroom, to the kitchen, every place is not spared ... On the surface seems to be no abnormality, but when she looked carefully, gradually found some clues - her clothes, the furniture in the room, the seats seem to have some changes, only these changes are very subtle, without attention it is difficult to find out. They were so subtle that it was hard to notice without paying attention. Especially the food in the refrigerator, she was sure that there was less food.
This discovery made her think hard.
It was amazing that a man had snuck into her house while she was away to go through her things and eat her food.
How many times had he come?
What did he want?
Was he still in the neighborhood now?
The more Chen Ke Ying thought about it, the more scared she became, her back gripped with chills, and she hated that she couldn't leave here immediately.
However, when she opened the door and saw the boundless blackness of the night in front of her, her legs could not take a step as if they were filled with lead.
In this lonely late night, even her own place was not safe, where could she hide?
All she could do was to lock the doors and windows tightly, draw the curtains tightly, and turn on the light to hide in her bed. Unexpectedly the fuse also suddenly burned out, the room was suddenly plunged into darkness, scared her cursed, but did not dare to go to the door to fix it, can only curl up in the quilt.
Maybe the shock is too much, maybe it is the alcohol aftertaste, drowsiness came in waves, unknowingly, she even fell asleep on the bed.
In a daze, she had a terrible dream.
She dreamed that she was sleeping, at this time from under the bed came a very strange sound, cackling, as if something was wriggling, and then, a dark silhouette crawled out from under the bed bit by bit.
His hands grasped the edge of the bed, and he staggered up in an odd position, standing right in front of her, staring grimly at the sleeping her, as if there was an unresolvable hatred between them....
Chen Keying stirred and woke up from her dream.
She didn't know how long she had slept, and the night was still heavy and dark in front of her eyes.
That dream was too terrifying, she couldn't stop recalling the scene of the black shadow crawling out from under her bed, and she tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep anymore. Every time she moved, the worn-out spring mattress made a creaking sound, strikingly similar to the one she heard in her dream, as if there was an ant on her back that kept gnawing, making her incredibly uncomfortable.
She simply moved the mattress out of the way and just put a blanket over the bedpan, though it wasn't long enough, so she had to make do with what she had. She lay down on the hard blanket and simply played with her cell phone for a while to keep the pressure on.
She took a few photos of herself, opened the retouching program, ready to fix it and send it to Weibo.
But she opened the photos and saw that the blanket was not long enough to expose the bedpan above her head, this can be fixed, but there is also a moldy crack on the bedpan, like a black hole exposed in the photo, this is very troublesome to fix.
She rolled over and climbed up, trying to stretch the blanket to cover the hole, and inadvertently glanced up at the black hole, and coldly saw something inside the hole.
Suspicious, she reached for her cell phone and shone the light into the black hole.
She saw a pair of eyes staring back at her.
Sweat exploded and blood rushed into her brain. She almost died of shock.
Of all the places she suspected, she just didn't expect to see a man lying under her bed, just as she was sleeping, just as she was defenseless, staring at her back without a word.
It was a living ghost.
It was the worst kind of demon.
A mournful scream rang through the blackness of the night ...
"You want to arrest me?" Wu Fan looked at Fu Xueqing in shock. This woman was catching up to an owl, and the moment he saw her, nothing good was bound to happen.
The other people in the newspaper office all had similar expressions as Wu Fan.
They also didn't understand that this legal column reporter Wu had already been "invited" by the police twice in less than two weeks. This is really not a job that ordinary people can do.
"It's not really an arrest, it's just that I'm looking for you to assist in the investigation first." Fu Xueqing didn't want to explain too much here, but the serious expressions of her and the police officers around her already explained everything, "assisting in the investigation" was just a way to give face.
Wu Fan is most worried, Fu Xueqing will not have found out that he and the murderer once knew, and presumed that he is Frank. then he really can not defend.
The only thing that can be done now is to listen to God's will and take one step at a time. Wu Fan didn't plead any more, and honestly followed Fu Xueqing to the criminal investigation police station.
He was brought directly into the interrogation room, only a few days ago, this place Wu Fan is not unfamiliar at all.
Fu Xueqing walked to his side and gave him an unobtrusive look, "Have you been hanging around a rental building near South Fifth Road in the White Mountain District for the past two days?"
Wu Fan secretly pondered what Fu Xueqing meant by asking this, could it be that she already knew about the matter of someone sending a letter to him, or was she merely suspicious of him and was swindling a confession?
"Jiangzhou is so big, there doesn't seem to be any law that says I can't go somewhere." He did not softly but not hardly returned a sentence, "Even if you suspect me, you should always have a basis, have that work to spy on me every day do not feel tired ah?"
"Spying on you?" Fu Xueqing sneered, "Who do you think you are, I'm too lazy to spend that energy. It's the residents of that building who saw you wandering around for two days and reported you. According to their description of the suspect's appearance, I took your photo to show them, and they all identified you. If I didn't bring you here, would that not be favoritism?"
"What kind of favoritism can we still have, whoever touches you will have bad luck." Wu Fan muttered in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Fu Xueqing didn't hear clearly, but she also knew that there were no good words.
"I said that just based on their suspicion that I'm not a good person, you brought me here, isn't that a joke?"
Fu Xueqing's face sank, "They're not suspecting you, do you know if they've killed someone!"
"Out ... out of life?" Wu Fan was surprised, "What's going on?"
"There was a murder in that building."
Wu Fan's heart was jolted, and he suddenly remembered the sender's address - the rabbit that predicted death.
Couldn't it be that this guy used a password to hint at the address just to tell himself where a murder was going to happen?
His thoughts were cluttered for a while and he couldn't make sense of it.
Fu Xueqing leaned on the edge of the table and scrutinized him condescendingly, "You really don't know anything?"
"You think I'm the one who killed someone? Do I look like a murderer to you?"
"You just killed one a week ago."
Wu Fan almost hit the wall, "That was self-defense, okay? If it wasn't for the fact that I put my life on the line and got lucky, the girl and I would have died at the hands of the murderer."
"I didn't say you weren't in self-defense, but it's also true that the murderer died in your hands, objectively speaking, you have the ability to kill."
"I was forced to do it in the heat of the moment! Alright, alright, since you've got me here, you should always tell me about the case. Let me see what exactly I look like the murderer."
Fu Xueqing didn't hide anything, "Actually, this case is a bit scary to say the least. Just last night, there was a single female tenant in that building who woke up in the middle of the night after sleeping until midnight and inadvertently found a hole in the rotting bedpan, and she looked in along with that hole and realized that there was a person hiding under the bed peering at her through that hole ..."
"Sounds quite scary, and then, hiding under the bed that person scurried out to kill the woman?" I have not finished my words, the woman was terrified, ran out and woke up a few other tenants next door, and together they came back to try to catch the man. Only after they removed the bedpan did they realize that there was a bedbox underneath, and the man lying in the bedbox had long since been a dry corpse."
"A dry corpse?" Wu Fan gulped.
"Yeah, that corpse looked like it had been dead for a long time, and we questioned a few of the tenants living in that building, including the landlord. They all looked terrified, and no one could tell us how the body ended up in the bed box, nor could they give any clues."
"Where is that body now?"
"It's been transported back to the coroner's office. The initial determination is that it was murdered."
"Sounds creepy enough, a single woman with a dried corpse lying under her bed, watching her sleep every day without saying a word, this woman is lucky if she's not possessed by a ghost."
"Where are the ghosts, but that female tenant was really scared, her spirit is a little abnormal, now she has been hospitalized."