Zhang Lin was busy recovering the unrest in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He knows that the more he is at a loss, the more he must stay calm, which is a warning word taught to him by the instructor who trained him before he graduated. I think that at the beginning, he was also young and vigorous, and he was always a little impulsive and impetuous. Because of this, he suffered a lot when he was young. The ups and downs of the years, he has also experienced a lot, the years have faded away his childishness, put on the old robe, this is a person's growth. Thinking of this, his eyes were red, and the past gathered in his mind little by little. He remembered many people and things, especially his fiancée, who had been dead for many years, and after so many years, he wished he could see her again, although he himself felt that it was unlikely, but he still had something to look forward to.

He sat on the ground, feeling cold, and the air seemed to be getting colder and colder, and the silence around him was deathly, and he couldn't help but shiver at the thought of those things. After a while, he came back to his senses from his loss, and he blamed himself for not being upset about such a trivial matter. However, he couldn't help but think about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. At this moment, he felt someone approaching behind him, and he cheered up, holding his breath, holding the pistol tightly, this feeling could not be wrong. It was clear that there were a pair of eyes staring at him behind his back. When did he start approaching him? Was it in the beginning, or when he was distracted? How did the guy get in? Could it really be that he could not penetrate the wall? Time seemed to stand still, and the cold sweat of Douda soaked his shirt and filled his forehead. It can't be said that he doesn't have the slightest bit of fear, he will still be afraid. Turning his head slightly to the side, he was calculating in his heart an opportunity to make a move. The feeling of being spied on was very unnatural, and he wanted to see what kind of guy dared to provoke him. The room was quiet, and he could hear his own heartbeat. While he had to look at the situation around him, he had to be wary of the eyes behind him. Who is it? So rampant, he actually ran to the police station to commit a crime, and he secretly approached his back without him knowing. As soon as he thought of this, a sullen breath blocked his heart, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Just when he wanted to turn his head, he only heard a loud "bang", he felt his head hit hard by something, and a buzzing chaos disturbed his mind, and gradually he felt dizzy, and his cerebral cortex was enveloped by a heart-piercing pain and numbness. At this moment, he tried his last remaining strength, turned his head to look, and saw nothing, just in his hazy moment, at the moment when he was about to faint, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing against the wall with the rest of his eyes, and before he could think, his whole body fell to the ground.

The night was as calm as ever. With a little coolness, break into everyone's dreams. In the silence of the night, a few wolfdogs barked lowly, as if to tell people something.

Early in the morning, a riot began in the police station. A colleague opened the door of the reference room and saw Zhang Lin fainting to the ground, he was startled, and hurriedly called for others, and everyone carried him to a nearby hospital. The data room was strewn with all kinds of torn shredded paper, and it was a mess all over the floor. A few chairs were arranged horizontally and in a mess, and the room seemed to have been ransacked, and all the furnishings had been moved out of position and disorganized. Soon, the room was sealed off, and no one was allowed to set foot further without permission. As long as Zhang Lin wakes up, everything will have an answer.

He still felt very dizzy, and opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing Zhang Lin saw was his boss, Officer Xing. He rubbed his dazed head, still unaware of what had happened. He felt that something seemed to be something unusual in his heart, and looking at the gloomy look on his boss's face, Zhang Lin's eyes were full of doubts. He licked his parched lips, suddenly feeling a little thirsty, and he let out a low hissing voice, "Please get me some water." When everyone saw Zhang Lin wake up, they were naturally very happy, and when they heard him say that he wanted to drink water, they rushed to help him pour water.

After he drank the water and gradually recovered his consciousness, Officer Xing walked up to him and asked with concern: "Zhang Lin, what happened last night, you fainted on the ground in the data room, and all the materials in the data room were torn to pieces, do you still have an impression of this?" Everyone held their breath, as if they were waiting for his reply. There was silence in the room.

Zhang Lin was taken aback when he heard Officer Xing's words, his eyes widened, and his mouth was so shocked that he couldn't retract it, he didn't seem to believe the fact he had heard. When Officer Xing saw Zhang Lin's shocked appearance, he was afraid that he would invisibly put pressure on him, not to mention, he had just woken up from his dizziness, whether he was too anxious, or wait for him to recover before asking. Officer Xing thought silently in his heart. Zhang Lin frowned, knocked his head a few times with his hand, as if he was forcing himself to recall something, looking at his painful appearance, Officer Xing became anxious and hurriedly comforted him, "Don't worry, you remember slowly, rest first, and then talk about it when your body is better, don't put pressure on yourself." After saying that, he gently patted him on the shoulder a few times, signaling him to take care of himself before making plans. The crowd was ordered by Officer Xing to disperse. Before leaving, Officer Xing specially instructed Zhang Lin to rest well, and leave other things alone for the time being, and even the cases he followed up before were temporarily taken over by other colleagues.

Zhang Lin was lying on the hospital bed and had a lot of thoughts. He had actually recalled a lot, and to his surprise, what Officer Xing said was so different from what he remembered. What the hell was going on? He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't connect to the intermittent picture. Suddenly, he suddenly thought that the moment he passed out, he saw a flash of black shadow, yes, this is the key. He bounced out of bed and stared out the window with his eyes dazed. What was the dark shadow last night? Was it a ghost? The more I thought about it, the more weird it became. Could it be that mysterious black shadow wants to stop me from solving the case, or is it all his hand in the murder and corpse mutilation cases in the past year? Zhang Lin asked himself in his heart, and the mysteries filled his mind one after another.

Looks like he's going to have to hurry up and get the guy to help. It's getting more and more tricky, and it's not beyond his knowledge at all. He also didn't know much about these ghosts, so he didn't dig into it, not to mention that he was a criminal policeman, and if he pursued the gods and ghosts too much, it would be an obstacle for him to investigate the case. But as it stands, he had to go to the man. As for the way to please him, he had already thought of it. Thinking about it, the corners of Zhang Lin's mouth hooked up a smile. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen that person in a long time. He looked out the window and smiled.