"I heard that Qiao Yan received something from Wang Sui in the hospital before her death, and she was directly stunned. ”

Lao Yao called Song Jing that night, and Song Jing's eyelids twitched when he heard it: "How do you know everything?"

"It's all upside down, who doesn't know? It's just that you don't know if you don't deal with people in the circle, I'm your agent, I can't see and listen to all directions, we can't be popular, we can't know these basic skills, okay?"

Song Jing said curiously: "What did you send, can you scare Qiao Yan out? Her death can't have anything to do with Qiao Yan, right?"

"A rose!"

Lao Yao was a little puzzled: "I just don't know how a flower scared Qiao Yan, what are the rarities of roses, aren't they very common?" Oh, but I heard that Wang Sui posted photos of roses in the circle of friends every day a week before he died, is this a hint?"

Song Jing: "......"

Gan!

The more he is afraid of what's coming.

Song Jing still can't figure out the rose on the female assistant's head yesterday, so he gave a dose of fierce medicine today.

It proves more and more that she really wasn't drunk last night.

That rose is real, but others can't see it, only Song Jing can see it!

Today, the female assistant died, Qiao Yan said that she died like a flower, and Song Jing immediately understood that it was definitely a rose.

But this thing is outrageous, the rose appears on the top of the person's head, does it mean that the person is going to die, or does the rose kill the person?

Obviously, the police are still investigating, and there should be a murderer in this matter.

Tag.

Song Jing remembered this word in his mind.

She twitched her eyelids, took out her mobile phone, and saw the man's avatar in WeChat, a pure black avatar, like a bottomless abyss.

I added WeChat last night and sent a picture, and the chat box hasn't been brushed down yet.

Doll stickers are also markers, and Tang Ling's circle of friends posted photos of doll stickers!

These are all things that look ordinary, but at this moment they seem extremely weird.

Song Jing hesitated, not knowing whether to ask this man, she really didn't want to find an excuse to contact the other party, but felt that her three views were gradually shattered by a thing that surfaced.

Song Jing asked the man: [What does the mark mean? UCT marking the other party is a sign of killing the other party?

I didn't expect him to return immediately.

D: [You see the mark.] 】

He replied with an affirmative sentence.

Song Jing: [......]

D: [I'll come to you.] 】

He threw down this sentence, and in Song Jing's eyes, it was like the line of a murderous maniac-

[I'll come and kill you]

Gan!

Song Jing threw away his phone and looked up at the ceiling.

Her sanity didn't allow her to accept some broken things, but her eyes were telling her that what she saw couldn't be explained by science.

And she had to know if Tang Ling was dead or not, although she and this girl who was a year younger than her had only been together for a week, but she had the responsibility to follow up some clues about the other party.

There was a doorbell outside the door, and Song Jing was startled, thinking that the man had arrived.

When I walked to the door and touched the doorknob, I remembered that there was a security elevator outside my house, and ordinary people could not go up to the floor without a password, and strangers would enter and the security guard would notify.

She paused, but still opened the heavy security electronic door.

Outside the door was empty, only on the ground, a pair of doll sticker wall charts lay quietly.