Chapter 9 is him

She was lying on her stomach unable to move, with messy, dirty hair and a door in front of her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then the next second, she was flipped over, and there was a dark roof, dim lights, and a vague but terrifying face, and she tried to keep her eyes open to see clearly, to imprint this person deeply in her mind, but she couldn't.

She seemed to stretch out her hand towards him with all her might, but finally fell limply without touching anything.

After Shen Lexin was awakened by this treacherous, terrifying and desperate dream, he sat with the quilt for a long time before convincing himself that it was just a nightmare. The dream is gone, and it has no real meaning. But the next day, Fu Qin came to her again, and after seeing Su Yufei's photo, she suddenly felt cold.

Because in an instant, Shen Le thought to himself that that dream was not a dream at all, but Su Yufei's despair and struggle.

Maybe she was a little hesitant before, but after seeing the photos of Huang Wenxiang and Zheng Yugang's death scene, she was completely sure.

Shen Lexin put down his pen, looked up at Fu Qin who was standing beside him, and said, "That's what I dreamed of. ”

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, she could only draw a rough outline, and the time it was flipped over was only a moment, and the corner of her eye could only catch a toolbox lying next to her......

She pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then turned her head to add a scar to the man's small arm.

Fu Qin picked up the paper she had drawn, his eyes fell on the toolbox, and asked, "Can you see what tools are inside?" ”

"I don't know, I just think there's a lot of things." Shen Lexin replied.

"A lot of things? Generally, the household toolbox will not be so large, but there is too much work that needs to be used in the toolbox, and it is difficult to check without a specific mark. Scar ......" After asking a few words about scars, Fu Qin muttered: "The scar that appeared on the little arm? Scald? Cuts? Bumps? It's also possible that his face can't be seen clearly? ”

Shen Lexin shook his head.

"Boss." Chen Chuang pushed open the door in a hurry and said loudly: "I found the car that took Su Yufei away." ”

Fu Qin's eyes lit up, he folded the paper and put it in his pocket, and said to Shen Lexin, "Come and have a look." ”

Shen Lexin hesitated for a moment, then followed behind the two, Chen Chuang looked back at her strangely, and she had to smile at him with her lips curled.

Chen Chuang abducted Fu Qin and asked sneakily, "Boss, what's going on?" ”

Fu Qin glanced at him lightly, changed the topic and asked, "What car took Su Yufei away?" ”

Speaking of work, Chen Chuang immediately put the gossip away, "It's a yellow Porsche, the license plate Wang Qiang has already checked, it's a fake license plate." And this man is very smart, and he covers most of his face with a light shield. ”

For this reason, Chen Chuang said indignantly: "It's not good to have this brain to do something, you have to run to kill people." ”

"Because this person is psychologically twisted and perverted, he feels that he is not killing someone, but saving this woman." Placing the body in a baby position and wrapping it in a white cloth seemed to the murderer to mean that the sins and prodigalities of the victim had been completely eliminated and had returned to its simplest appearance.

Fu Qin had a hunch that if he couldn't be caught within three days, he would definitely commit another crime.

The picture taken by the intersection surveillance is not clear, Fu Qin looked back and forth a few times, and said: "Chen Chuang, check all the driving routes of this car to see which intersection it appeared from and which intersection disappeared." Pull out all the yellow Porsche sales records in Shencheng, check one car at a time, and see if there are any owners with long thumb-wide scars on their small arms. ”

"Wang Qiang, you go to the Internet to contact the person who made the fake license plate and get the information about buying this license."

"Zhou Zifeng continued to check the line of the freezer truck and the ice storage, and the rest of the people followed me to the intersection of the three victims to investigate."

"Yes, Boss."

Shen Lexin's eyes fell on the frozen picture, her hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists, she tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart, and when Fu Qin stood in front of her, she finally couldn't help but reach out and pinch the corner of his clothes, "It's him, it's him." ”

Although he couldn't see that face clearly, whether it was in a dream or outside a dream, Shen Lexin was still sure that it was this person who tortured and killed Su Yufei.

Fu Qin patted the top of her head and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely catch him." ”

Shen Lexin let out a long breath.

"I'm sorry." She let go of the corner of Fu Qin's clothes with some embarrassment, "I...... It's too deeply affected. ”

Even if she didn't suffer from this, the images in the dream were too frightening and desperate, and before she knew it, she had a sense of substitution. She took a few deep breaths and forced herself to shift her attention elsewhere, "That, my thing, I ......"

She wanted Fu Qin to give her a promise that she would not tell anyone about her, but after she spoke, she felt that she was too petty.

Fu Qin instantly understood what she meant, he smiled slightly, and said, "You can rest assured, I won't tell the third person." ”

After a pause, he spoke again: "You go home first, and I'll look for you when this case is solved." ”

According to Shen Lexin, someone will wear it on her next month, which means that that person will also die. Fu Qin felt that since he could predict it in advance, if he made arrangements, he might be able to save a life.

Shen Lexin opened his lips, and the words of refusal came to his mouth, and finally swallowed back.

Well, when she decided to come to Fu Qin, she had already expected that it would be like this, come on, at least she can have someone to talk to.

It's just that it still doesn't seem to help much?

Is she overlooking something?

Shen Lexin struggled with a face, forcing himself not to continue to recall the content of that night, but his mind seemed to be out of control, and the dream was automatically playing. The scar on his forearm looked like it had just fallen, Shen Lexin touched his little arm, thinking about how a rectangular scar could be formed on it.

And that toolbox, is there really nothing special about it?

As he walked, Shen Lexin suddenly paused and looked back with a frown.

How do you feel like someone is following you?

It must be too nervous.

She curled her lips at self-deprecation, and walked forward again, and the man who was hidden behind the crowd followed again.

The man's eyes flashed with resentment and coldness, and he followed closely behind Shen Lexin, watching her every move at all times.

She wasn't dressed up like this that day!

A woman who pretends to be a hypocrisy deserves to die even more.