At 7:30 a.m., the bell rang.

Like a needle piercing her heart little by little, Shui Bingyu opened her eyes. Or the ceiling of the apartment, the bright morning light shining directly into her pupils, she couldn't help but recall the scene on the rooftop last night! Could it be just a dream she had? But it was so real! Could it be that something happened to Liu Lu?

At this time, Meng Xingchen, the captain of the criminal investigation team of the Kyoto City Public Security Bureau, was most worried about happened.

The police officer on duty of the Criminal Investigation Brigade reported the case from the substation, a girl named Liu Lu, 23 years old, did not return home after going out to sketch and lost contact with her parents.

"When was the last contact with her?" Meng Xingchen's voice revealed a hint of nervousness.

Her mother's last text message with her was about three days ago, and she has not been in contact with Liu Lu since. ”

Meng Xingchen knew that a person who had lost contact for forty-eight hours had already constituted a condition for filing a case for disappearance, and he asked, "Did the blood letter appear this time?"

He listened quietly to the other party's answer. The sweat on his forehead had slipped into his eyes, spicy and scorching.

This is already the ninth case of missing girls in Kyoto in the past three months, and the home of each murdered girl will receive a blood letter sent by the murderer, which is a picture soaked in the girl's blood, the last photo of the girl before she died, dressed in a white dress, with a serene expression, lying quietly on a bed, as if she was a sleeping beauty.

"Team Meng?" the officer on duty was also not accustomed to the captain's long silence.

"You immediately conveyed the mobilization order to all sub-bureaus, and the police force of the whole city coordinated to track down. I'll be there right away. Meng Xingchen tried to return to normalcy. He hung up the phone and quickly put on his uniform, but involuntarily turned it on again and looked at a name on the call log. He began to regret that he shouldn't have let her get involved in the case.

At this moment, his feeling is stronger than ever: perhaps, she is really the only one who can let the tragedy end as soon as possible.

Or, to make the tragedy even more tragic.

But he had no choice. He dialed the phone, and after the bell rang three times, her sleepy voice came, "Team Meng?"

"Shui Bingyu, I hesitated for a long time, I don't know if I should tell you or not, and let you get involved again, but I can't help it...... The disappearance of the girl has happened again, and we have another victim!"

"Is it called Liu Lu?" asked Shui Bingyu without thinking.

"How do you know? Do you know the deceased?" Meng Xingchen asked in surprise.

"She's a good friend of mine, see you in your office in half an hour. Shui Bingyu said categorically.