"Really?"

I don't believe it.

How can you taste the taste of blood in a cup of tea, isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?

After I took a sip of tea, I accepted the question.

Truly.

The tea, not water, had a strong smell of blood.

When you taste it in your mouth, it's like a vampire drinking a mouthful of fresh blood, and the cells in your body are about to explode.

But strangely, the smell of blood echoed in my mouth, and I actually had a hint of sweetness.

Not only did he not reject it, but he was also obsessed with this taste.

Xiao Hao asked me, "Do you like it, this mouth full of bloody taste." ”

"I don't like it, but I can't say no!"

I answered truthfully.

Xiao Hao nodded: "This feeling doesn't look like you're taking drugs, you know it's harmful, but you can't get rid of it, because you're addicted!"

"No, I don't take drugs. ”

I said categorically, Xiao Hao laughed: "You don't take drugs, there is always online dating, when you meet a girl who is very close to you on the Internet, you can't help but be infatuated with someone else, that feeling, it is not much different from taking drugs." ”

I was dumbfounded.

Some people say that the Internet is a mental drug, but perhaps as Xiao Hao said, online dating can also be fascinating and addictive.

But so what?

In my opinion, the Internet is a fake thing, a string of things composed of data, how can it be addictive, how can someone dedicate their youth and life to it, and people who are distracted in the network, I think it should be a group of fools!

I smiled: "Mr. Xiao, I heard that you are still a great god in the online literature world, may I ask, what is your pen name?"

"Laugh at Jiuquan. ”

Xiao Hao replied indifferently, I was a little stunned and a little curious, after all, Xiao Jiuquan is not a very good word, how could he use this kind of word as a pen name.

Of course, it is not excluded to win the attention of others in an alternative way, after all, there are all kinds of people on the Internet today, and this tattoo artist is also a mortal, and it is very likely that he will enter the stream.

Seeing that I was silent, Xiao Hao smiled slightly: "Do you like to read online texts?"

I shook my head: "I'm more interested in tattoos than online articles." ”

After chatting for a long time, we finally got to the point, and we came to visit him today, mainly to talk about tattoos.

As for tea culture and online articles, I'm really not interested, my personal hobbies are different, I love this thing, and to be honest, I really can't force it.

Seeing that I said so directly, Xiao Hao nodded, and said bluntly: "You are very interested in tattoos, so you might as well tell me, what do you want to know about tattoos?"

"Of course, it's not the left green dragon and the right white tiger, and it's not Guan Gong embroidered on his shoulder. ”

I took out a photo, put it on the tea tray in front of Xiao Hao, and said slowly: "Master help me see, what does this tattoo pattern represent?"

It was a picture of my girlfriend's buttocks tattoo, and I still keep it because I felt that the tattoo was suspicious before she died, and I took it quietly.

Unexpectedly, this pattern has become the only image material left by his girlfriend in this world, this is cause and effect, God is destined to make this tattoo pattern appear again in this way.

Xiao Hao stared at the pattern on the photo, the expression on his face was still calm as water, only in his eyes, there was a faint flash of essence.

"Blood Rose. ”

It was the shape of a tattoo pattern, with blood-red petals and blue-black leaves, embedded in my girlfriend's fair skin like maggots attached to the bones, and the contrast between the two was striking.

Xiao Hao said lightly: "Bloody Rose, one meter six eight tall, fifty kilograms in weight, eighteen years old, and well-proportioned in three measurements, is the best among the top grades." ”

He memorized my girlfriend's information word by word like an endorsement, and every time I heard him say a word, my heart tugged, and an inexplicable fear came to me.

I took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to ask, "What do you mean by the top grade?"

"Women are like tea leaves, they are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the owner of this number is in the tea grade, just like the Biluochun in your cup, sweet, exciting, but bloody ......"

Xiao Hao said with a light smile.

My hand pressed lightly against the teacup, my teeth rattling, the breath in my chest rising and falling, and I tried to suppress the anger that wanted to rush out of my stomach.

With a smile on his face, he asked, "On what basis did you grade these women?" ”

This is a key question.

It is also the last thing I want to face, when someone says in front of you that the woman you once loved is placed in front of others like a commodity, for others to screen and choose, how will you face it?

The corners of Xiao Hao's mouth hooked up a sneer: "Young man, you have too many questions, and they have nothing to do with the tattoo you want to ask." ”

He pushed the photo back to me, as if he didn't want to answer my question: "Some things, like a scar on a person, since the wound has healed, don't tear it open again, because once you tear this wound, not only will you be hurt, but you may also hurt more innocent people!"

His words mean something.

I also sneered and said: "This is not a wound, but an innocent life, the owner of this tattoo was only twenty-two years old when she died, twenty-two years old, her life withered before it bloomed, why should she use her withering to cover up the sins of others?"

"What if, she's willing to do that?"

Xiao Hao asked rhetorically, I slapped the table and stood up, and asked angrily: "Please give me a reason to be willing!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Facing the angry me, Xiao Hao was as calm as a piece of ice, he turned his head to look at the flower room outside the living room, and the European night wandering in the flower room.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Young man, do you want to hear me tell you a story?"

Is he changing the subject?

Even if he diverts the subject, what can I do? After all, people are masters.

Xiao Hao filled my cup with tea, and motioned for me to sit down, after I sat down, he said slowly: "Many, many years ago, there was a young policewoman named Xiao Qian who fell in love with a criminal policeman named Ou Hewei, but when they were on a mission together, the policewoman Xiao Qian was brutally killed by gangsters in order to protect Ou Hewei!"

When he said this, my body trembled.

Looking back at Ou Ye outside, as Xiao Hao said, did my master Ou Hewei also experience an unforgettable love of life and death when he was young, but the scars caused by this love have no time to make up for it.

I asked Xiao Hao in a trembling voice: "That policewoman Xiao Qian, is you a biological brother and sister?"

"Xiao Qian died a miserable death, she was broken into hundreds of pieces alive by the top ten demons of the Prince Gang in front of Ou Hewei, and among these top ten demons, there is also Xiao Qian's own brother - Xiao Hao!"

When Xiao Hao said this, my whole person suddenly seemed to be hit by five thunders, but I didn't expect that in the face of a criminal policeman, he dared to admit it so frankly, maybe it didn't matter to him in the past.

According to the reason, no matter how mad a person is, it is impossible for him to kill his sister with his own hands, and he also broke the corpse, and when he broke the corpse, he was still in front of the victim's husband, and the victim's husband was still a criminal policeman, and for so many years, this criminal policeman did not move, pretending that this incident did not happen?

It's incredible, and what's even more incomprehensible is that this murderer actually told another criminal police officer all this after many years, is this normal?

I eased my emotions and asked, "Do you think I'll believe it?"

"Back then, my sister's corpse was buried in these flower pots by my own hands, by the way, the Biluo Spring Tea you just drank, this tea tree grows on my sister's head, so the taste is bloody, that's because my sister's ghost is still ......"

Before leaving.

Xiao Hao gave Ou Ye a pocket bonsai, Ou Ye gave it to me, and we didn't say a word on the way back, because I didn't know what I should say to Ou Ye.

Maybe Ou Ye also understood my thoughts, and he didn't ask me anything, and when I returned to the bureau, I smashed the bonsai as soon as possible.

In the potting soil of the flower pot, there was a human hand that had become white and ossified, and from under the claw of that hand, I picked up a silver ring.

After the ring was washed, I saw two words engraved on it: "Bee dove." ”

What is a bee dove? Is the white bone really Xiao Qian's? What does the words on the ring imply?

It can be seen that Ou Ye and Xiao Hao know each other, they not only know each other, but the relationship is quite familiar, but then again, Xiao Hao was originally Ou Ye's uncle, and it is normal for the uncle to be familiar with his niece.

The only thing that is abnormal is, why do they bury the broken corpses in flower pots?

is obviously a vicious criminal, why are they still at large, what kind of characters are the top ten devils in Xiao Hao's words, ten years have passed, have they been caught?

I went to the archives and retrieved Xiao Qian's information.

Xiao Qian, who joined the work in July 1996, is a first-class superintendent and an investigator of the Xichuan Criminal Investigation Detachment, who participated in cracking the notorious Xichuan extraordinarily large organization of prostitution and prostitution cases, and arrested more than dozens of "Prince Gang" gangs headed by Du Xiao, and was commended in 2000 and promoted to the captain of the criminal investigation team in the same year......

However, Xiao Qian's file suddenly became a blank here.

It's like someone deliberately erased Xiao Qian's later deeds and replaced all of them with a blank page.

The mobile phone rang, and it was a call from Ou Ye: "Master, have you seen the ring?"

"What does the word bee dove on the ring represent?"

I asked, and after hesitating for a while, Ou Ye replied, "Actually, I don't know what it means, but my father once told me that he wrote down many difficult answers in that notebook...... So when I found the notebook, I might see what would come out!"

I took a deep breath: "Xiao Hao told me the mystery of the tattoo on Tian Weiwei, you can come to the bureau when you have enough rest, and let's go find the deadly rose together." ”