"Miss Fang, you're back, I want to know more about the clues you provided this morning. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info," Xiao Han said.

"Yes. But before you do, can I understand one thing first? I put my bag down and smiled. Manji's father squinted at me, probably guessing what I was thinking.

Xiao Han probably didn't expect me to return the salute like this, so he paused and replied politely, "What do you want to know?" ”

I tilted my head and thought for a while, and said, "What were you talking about before I came, so happy?" ”

"Well...... "Manji's father and Xiao Han laughed at the same time.

"Before Captain Xiao, he had a relationship with me." Manji's father said first.

"Another one-sided relationship?" I was amazed.

"Yes. Last year, my girlfriend and I went out on an outing, and the bicycle broke down halfway, and I just happened to go down the mountain to Gao Zhe, so I helped my girlfriend repair the bike, so there is a relationship. I didn't expect to meet here again today. It's also a bit of fate. Xiao Han laughed, and a beautiful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ay...... It turns out that I have a girlfriend, and I want to introduce it to Youyou or Jiajia. I secretly regretted it in my heart, and I pouted unconsciously.

"What, what's wrong?" Xiao Han is really a criminal policeman, and his five senses are keen, and my small action of pouting has not escaped his eyes.

"Oh, nothing. I mean, I mean, I see. I quickly closed my mouth and said, "Let's talk about Sister Ruan." ”

"Okay. Please speak. Xiao Han immediately smiled and looked serious.

This man is just like Yuri, and it gives people a lot of pressure to get along with. I thought to myself.

"That's the ......" So I told Xiao Han about Sister Ruan's coming to the store that night, 1510, and Manji's father added the scene of Sister Ruan coming to pick up the car that night, roughly Sister Ruan paid the money, and originally wanted to push the bicycle away, but after thinking about it, she stayed, saying that she would come here to pick it up directly the next morning.

Xiao Han listened to our description and fell into deep thought.

"Captain Xiao, do you have any clues?" Manji's father asked tentatively, and I stared at him intently, expecting more news.

Xiao Han took a deep breath and rubbed his hands, his face heavy. After a while, he said: "Actually, the murderer has been caught now." ”

"Caught?" Dad Manji and I are in unison. "Is the murderer his husband?" I blurted out and asked.

"How do you know?" Xiao Han and Manji's father came over with surprised eyes at the same time.

I instantly realized that I was talking too fast. I had to say that I heard them interrogate the owner of the grain and oil store in the morning. In fact, in my heart, it seems that the moment I saw Sister Ruan's body, I decided on this result. This feeling is a bit strange, and most of it was planted for me by yesterday's dreams. Because that dream was so real that in my brain, it was almost automatically processed as "something I actually experienced", so my mind unconsciously generated many judgments based on this "experience". Since Sister Ruan is cheating, most of the killers against him are the people who were hurt by her and resented her.

But for now, my reason has successfully escaped Xiao Han's questioning eyes. I saw him sigh and continue: "That's right, according to the confession of the owner of the grain and oil store, we have already intercepted the suspect who was about to escape at the airport in the afternoon. After being brought back to the police station for interrogation, he also confessed to his murder. He stated that because he found out that his wife was having an affair with another man, he had an argument and got into a fight, and as a result, he killed his wife by mistake in a fit of rage. ”

"It's unfortunate." Manji's father said compassionately, "But since the murderer has been caught, why did you come to us to find out the situation?" "Dad Manji immediately asked the same question as me.

Xiao Han thought for a while, a little as if he was hesitating, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "There is a doubt." ”

"What's the doubt?" My curiosity was pied.

"The suspect confessed to the murder, but the number of assaults he provided did not match the autopsy results."

"What does that mean?"

"The deceased was killed by a blunt object hitting the head. The suspect admitted that he had hit the deceased on the head with a vase, but the vase broke after the attack, so he only admitted to hitting the deceased on the head once. Fragments of a vase containing the blood of the deceased and the fingerprints of the suspect were indeed found at the scene. But the problem is that the results of the autopsy show that the deceased was hit on the head by at least three more blunt objects before his death, and the direct cause of his death should be the last ......"

Xiao Han said, I just felt my heart pounding wildly, and my head was hit by a blunt object? Head? Isn't that the same as I dreamed? That night, Sister Ruan's head was clearly cracked, which was consistent with Xiao Han's statement. This...... It's so weird!

"Miss Fang, what's wrong with you?" Probably because the color on my face is not good-looking, Xiao Han noticed it carefully.

“……”

"Miss Fang, if there are any clues, I hope you will tell them truthfully, otherwise if you fail to report your knowledge and cause a misjudgment, you will also be held responsible." Xiao Han looked at me and said in a deep voice.

I'm not trying to hide anything, the question is that it's just a dream, what does it mean to say it? What value can it be? But right now, if you don't say anything, with Xiao Han's suspicious professional habits, you can't become a suspect yourself. Let's just say it, as for believing it or not, it has nothing to do with me. I thought about it for a while, and I told me about last night's dreams.

"So you woke up last night and had such a terrible dream!" Without waiting for Xiao Han to react, Manji's father preemptively said, with a look of distress and worry. Looking at the care passed between his eyebrows, my heart warmed a lot.

"This dream is indeed a little weird, a bit like a message from the undead." Xiao Han said, the muscles of his cheeks twitched unconsciously, but the corners of his eyes were handed over to examine a glance.

It was this glimpse that I caught it, and I said that I am also a person who can catch the subtle expressions of others, Xiao Han's action made me nervous. My gut feeling was that he didn't believe me, but instead became skeptical and inquisitive about me.

"Okay, that's all for today's exchange, thank you very much for your cooperation." Xiao Han stretched out his hand as he spoke, and said goodbye without saying anything. Manji's father hurriedly reached over and held it, and said with a smile that it was nothing, it should be done.

Xiao Han withdrew his hand, gave me one last look, and turned to leave.

At night, at home, Manji's father had already slept. He worked hard during the day, so he always fell asleep quickly at night. But I couldn't sleep well over and over again, speculating about the meaning of Xiao Han's last look on the one hand, and thinking about the dream on the other. Is it a coincidence? Is it induction? Still is? ……

What happened to Kelly last time made me realize that I actually have psychic abilities, even to the extent that they can change life and death. This matter is too big for me to tell anyone, but I have digested it for a long time on my own, and I have looked up a lot of old news about psychics and resurrection on the Internet, but most of them have been proven to be false scams or spirituality-related problems. Is it just a change in the physical world? Or do you have some special ability? I thought about it, but I couldn't be sure.

If I really have some kind of strange ability, where does that ability come from? What is the relationship with the game of Snake? What's so weird about a seemingly ordinary game that everyone is playing? Is it just me? Are there any other victims? And where is the room that I always go to before I "wake up"? What does it have to do with all the adventures involving all the non-natural forces that have been encountered so far? Everything seems to be obvious, but it makes people can't say why.

Back to Sister Ruan, if it is really the undead who dreamed of me, what message do you want to convey? The real murderer? An unfinished will?

My thoughts were tangled and anxious, and my head hurt from direct thinking, and I couldn't figure out a clue. However, thinking about it, my eyelids gradually became heavy......

"Ono." A sweet voice called me.

I woke up to the point where I was asleep on my computer desk.

"Ono, I'm here to pick up the bike, are you taking care of it?"

I was shocked, and when I turned around, I found Sister Ruan standing at the door with a smile.

"You're not dead!" I exclaimed.

Sister Ruan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "What are you talking about?" Ono has a nightmare, right? As he spoke, he swayed into the house.

I looked at her in shock, looked at the ground, and saw a graceful and swaying shadow on the ground, "It's not a ghost. I thought to myself.

I shook my head and glanced at the time on the computer, it was the second day that Sister Ruan came to the store. At this time, it suddenly occurred to me that Manji's father called me before, saying that there was still cooperation to discuss in the evening, and asked me to wait for Sister Ruan to pick up the car in the store, and then I actually fell asleep here. Oh, my God. I had such a long dream. I dreamed that Sister Ruan was dead! I was shocked in my heart, looking at Sister Ruan Miaoman's figure, there was a trace of guilt and a trace of relief.

"The car is ready, are you satisfied?" I hurriedly stood up, but my feet were numb, and I sat back down.

"What's wrong with you?" Sister Ruan looked shocked and hurriedly helped her over.

I smiled and shook my head, blushing a little, "I've slept on my stomach for too long, and my feet are numb." I said embarrassedly.

Sister Ruan laughed happily when she heard this, and squatted down to help me knead my calves. I was flattered and hurriedly said no, no.

"It's okay, I'll rub it for you. So good and fast. Sister Ruan raised her head, her eyes narrowed into a curved crescent, and I looked at it blankly, forgetting to refuse.

"Sister Ruan, you are so good-looking!" I couldn't help but say.

"Really?" Sister Ruan lowered her head, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and she could still see the beautiful arc hanging on her mouth. "That's what he used to say."

"He? Which he? I asked.

"That's him. He's coming, and he's finally back! Now, we will never be separated again......" As she spoke, Sister Ruan's voice gradually changed tone.

A drop of liquid fell onto my knee, instantly flushing a large patch. I was startled, but I saw Sister Ruan slowly raise her head, with a weird smile on her face, a crack on her forehead, and it became deeper and bigger one at a time, and black and red blood bubbled out, and her face was confused.

I let out an "ah" to break free, but was clutched by her blood-soaked hands. I couldn't bear to kick her, but I was terrified to the extreme, and tears filled my eyes.

Suddenly, she bowed and let go of her hands. I hurriedly fell out of my seat and climbed back desperately. Looking back at her, I found that her expression was distorted, and she gradually became miserable, and when she looked down, she saw that it was a dagger stuck in her chest.

Dagger?

Is this a dream?! I was shaken, and I came to my senses.