Volume 1: Summer Beach Trip Chapter 4: Murder Scene

The woods by the sea were particularly humid, and Ye Ling walked cautiously on the wet mud with a mobile phone lamp, and he could vaguely see a faint mist.

"What's going on? Footsteps suddenly disappeared?"

Ye Ling was only stunned on the reef for more than ten seconds, it stands to reason that they couldn't run far, but from the time they entered the woods to the present, Ye Ling didn't hear Han Chengfeng's footsteps.

"Could it be that Chengfeng has already encountered an accident?" Thinking of this, Ye Ling immediately quickened his pace, and as he walked, he prayed in his heart that Han Chengfeng was okay.

This forest is very deep, if it weren't for Ye Ling walking in a straight line all the time, he would have lost his way a long time ago.

When Ye Ling walked into the depths of the woods, he suddenly saw a figure, he thought it was Han Chengfeng, but he ran over to see that the person was actually another detective he met in the elevator.

"Xian Fan, why are you here?" Ye Ling asked.

Xian Fan looked at Ye Ling, his cold eyes were like an ice cave, Ye Ling was stared at by him, he always felt like he was facing an emotionless beast, Ye Ling unconsciously shivered.

"Didn't Sister Yan remind you not to appear here at night?"

Xian Fan's tone seemed to exude an endless chill, and Ye Ling felt that the pores all over his body stood up.

Although Ye Ling was extremely reluctant to approach Xian Fan, for the sake of Han Chengfeng's safety, he hesitated for a while and walked in front of Xian Fan.

"Let's not talk about this for a while, I found the gangster, and now he has captured my friend......"

Ye Ling took Xian Fan's hand, and when he was about to pull Xian Fan to find Han Chengfeng, the mobile phone light suddenly shone on a pool of blood behind Xian Fan.

Ye Ling looked along the bloodstains, and on the trunk of a tree a few meters behind Xian Fan, there was actually the corpse of a middle-aged man! There were countless blood holes on the corpse's body, and red blood gushed out of the blood holes crazily.

Ye Ling, who has watched several mystery movies, can see at a glance that this person has just died.

However, there is no one else here but Xian Fan!

"You... Did you kill someone?" Ye Ling let go of his hand and took a few steps back in a panic.

Ye Ling never thought that the detective he met in the elevator during the day would actually kill someone!

He witnessed Xian Fan's murder, what would happen to him?

You don't have to think about it to know that Xian Fan will definitely kill him!

"I'm sorry you saw something you shouldn't have seen. Xian Fan looked at Ye Ling with a strange gaze, that kind of gaze was as if he was looking at a dead person, but there was a little regret mixed in it...

Xian Fan slowly approached Ye Ling, and suddenly, a pair of white wings tore through the clothes at his shoulder blades, and the light grew at a rapid pace, and in just a few seconds, these wings grew to more than a meter long.

These wings are like angel wings, beautiful and terrifying.

After the wings were unfurled, countless snow-white feathers fell around, and one fell on Ye Ling's body, and the touch of substance seemed to tell him:

It's not an illusion, it's real!

"Do you want to leave a last word?" Xian Fan asked coldly.

"I don't want to die yet......"

Ye Ling's palm was held tightly, he lived a very fulfilling life, he was afraid of death, and he didn't want to die even more.

"It's not up to you. ”

Xian Fan shook his lower wings, and countless feathers seemed to be full of vitality, accurately stabbing the two tree trunks beside Ye Ling.

"Do you want to leave a last word? Don't make me ask a third time. Xian Fan was like an emotionless machine, and his tone was cold and piercing.

Fear is the instinct of human beings, before Ye Ling saw Xian Fan grow a pair of wings and legs, he was already weak, and now it is these weird feathers, he has already been numb with fear.

'Pain sensation stimulates the nerves to forget fear. ’

Ye Ling put his hand to his mouth, he didn't hesitate, he bit the back of his hand fiercely, a smell of blood filled his mouth, and then there was a sharp pain on the back of his hand.

The pain caused Ye Ling's legs to regain sensation, and he immediately turned around and fled backwards.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting. ”

Xian Fan looked at Ye Ling's back with interest, he shook his wings again, and manipulated countless feather thorns towards Ye Ling as he fled.

Ye Ling was only concerned about running away, he didn't even notice that countless feathers were stabbing towards him.

Three feathers stabbed Ye Ling, one was pierced in his right arm, the other was pierced in his wrist, and one pierced Ye Ling's back, and the other end covered in blood emerged from his abdomen...

"Ahh

Ye Ling let out a cry of pain, he had never felt this kind of sharp pain, which was dozens of times stronger than the pain he had just bitten on the back of his hand.

However, Ye Ling's consciousness is still there, and he is still dying.

Xian Fan didn't catch up, he quietly looked at Ye Ling, who was seriously injured, he didn't have the slightest intention of continuing to attack, he seemed to feel that Ye Ling was dead, and there was no need to chase anymore.

Ye Ling covered the wound in his lower abdomen, he didn't stop, he didn't want to die yet, he wanted to escape, as long as there was a chance of survival, he would definitely not sit still.

I don't know what kind of obsession it is, Ye Ling can insist on running to the reef outside the woods.

Holding up to this, Ye Ling's physical strength had been exhausted, and his consciousness was gradually blurred, and in the end, he still couldn't hold it up and fell to the ground.

Before falling unconscious, Ye Ling saw a figure running out of the woods, he thought that Xian Fan had caught up, and he said unwillingly:

"Are you going to die? I really hope that I can have a good baby in my next life, at least don't give me the title of 'murderer' again......"

…………

The next day, 9:16 a.m.

Ye Ling slowly raised his heavy eyelids, he felt really bad now, just like the feeling of being woken up after a few days of sleep after sleeping for more than ten minutes.

A dazzling light stimulated Ye Ling's eyes, he closed his eyes and rubbed them, and after getting used to the light around him, he opened his eyes again.

What unfolded in front of him was a hotel room.

Ye Ling felt a chill in his back, he first glanced at his body, and what shocked him was that he actually lay naked by the door and slept for a night.

"Wait, am I not dead?"

All the memories of last night slowly surfaced in Ye Ling's mind, and he hurriedly checked the injured places in his memories.

However, Ye Ling didn't see any scars, and every inch of skin on his body was intact.

"It's... How is this possible!"

Ye Ling even felt that he was dreaming now, so he squeezed his thigh hard, and the hot pain told him: This is not a dream.

"Could it be that what happened last night was a dream?" Ye Ling was a little puzzled.

He thought about it carefully, the pain of last night was so real, and now he still remembered it vividly, how could it be a dream?

"By the way, what about Makofu?"

Ye Ling suddenly remembered Han Chengfeng who was captured by the gangsters, he hurriedly changed his clothes, and planned to go next door to see if Han Chengfeng was still there.

After changing his clothes, he suddenly had doubts:

"Where did the clothes I wore yesterday go?"

Ye Ling rummaged in the suitcase for a while, no, he searched around for a while, almost turning the entire room upside down, but still couldn't find the casual clothes.

Ye Ling didn't bother to look for it, and after paying attention to this problem, he ran to the next room and knocked on the door.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Han Chengfeng's voice came from the room, and Ye Ling was glad in his heart:

'Great, Makoto wasn't captured by the gangsters. ’

Han Chengfeng opened the door, and after seeing that it was Ye Ling, he yawned and asked, "Xiao Ye, early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Han Chengfeng didn't look like he was awake, and he also grabbed a hairstyle like a chicken nest.

"Do you remember what happened last night?" Ye Ling hurriedly asked.

"Last night?"

Han Chengfeng tilted his head and thought about it, he looked at Ye Ling with a puzzled expression, and said, "What happened last night, don't we all stay in the house and sleep?"

Ye Ling looked at Han Chengfeng in disbelief and said, "Didn't we find the gangsters yesterday? We also chased into the woods. ”

"Is there one?"

Han Chengfeng thought about it carefully, in his memory, he only remembered that after dinner last night, when he returned to the room, he watched the drama for a while, and then fell asleep.

"You really don't remember?" Ye Ling asked.

"Xiao Ye, what you said is weird, early in the morning, let's stop making jokes about amnesia. Han Chengfeng still looked like he didn't know anything.

Ye Ling saw that Han Chengfeng didn't look like he was pretending, so he didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that he can't figure out why what happened last night is so realistic, why he woke up and it became a dream.

'Go back to the place where I met Xian Fan yesterday, maybe I can find something. ’

Ye Ling made up his mind in his heart, he still didn't believe that what happened last night would be a dream.

Ye Ling glanced at Han Chengfeng, who had a strange shape, and said, "Clean up, follow me to the beach after breakfast, and I will take you to a place." ”

"Where is it? Han Chengfeng looked at Ye Ling strangely.

"You'll find out later. ”

After speaking, Ye Ling went to the restaurant to wait first.

Han Chengfeng washed up, he changed into the flowery-looking swimming trunks, and walked to the restaurant happily.

At the dinner table, Han Chengfeng showed off his proud swim trunks, "Xiao Ye, my swim trunks are good, right?"

Although Ye Ling was in no mood to pay attention to these things, Han Cheng's selected swim trunks really made him unbearable to look at directly, and he complained in his heart:

'It's like a ghost, what kind of aesthetic are you...'

Han Chengfeng saw that Ye Ling was still dressed just now, and he asked suspiciously, "Didn't we go to the beach? Why didn't you change into swimming trunks?"

"We're not there to play. With that, Ye Ling picked up the cup and took a sip of hot milk.

"I'm not here to play..."

Hearing that he wasn't going to play, Han Chengfeng was disappointed a lot.

He had been looking forward to seeing the beautiful swimsuit since yesterday, but they arrived too late, and there was not even a ghost on the beach.

Today, I finally saw the beauty in swimsuits, but we couldn't play together...