There is a piece of news on the phone, and the news headline is - the follow-up to the "Little Three Gates" incident!

There is a picture below, there is a woman lying in the picture, and her face is mosaic so that even her mother can't recognize who it is, but fortunately there is a text description below, and the scroll keenly captures the key words.

"Wu Qian?" Juan shouted, reaching out to grab his phone.

Thumbs slid across the screen and Curly looked down at the news.

Miss Lin waited for a while and became impatient, and reached out to snatch back her phone: "Look at her broken face every day, you haven't seen enough!" Okay, okay, they'll forward it to you! ”

…… You, a person with a room full of photos of Wu Qian, have the right to say that about me!

It was not easy for Juan Juan to swallow this sentence back into her stomach, the WeChat prompt sounded, she turned on her mobile phone to watch the news, and after watching it back and forth several times, she fixed her eyes on the photo again.

It's a pity that she is just a normal person, unlike some cattle people, who can "have a code in her eyes and a □□ in her heart".

But this little thing can't help her, during the lunch break, the volume opens Baidu, searches for this news on the Internet, and after pulling down one by one, click on a link.

This is a small forum, the small forum is as good as the small forum, in order to attract attention, all the pictures are decoded, such as the photo in front of me, after removing the pile of weird mosaics on the face, Wu Qian's face appeared in front of the scroll.

Seeing a stranger die and seeing an acquaintance die are fundamentally two different feelings.

Because of being splashed with sulfuric acid, Wu Qian's face was wrapped in thick white gauze, and only two eyes were exposed, which were wide and round. She still loves beauty so much, she can't wear makeup on her face, but her nails are painted with bright red nail polish, red like blood on her body.

Curly tried to look away from her, looking at the time and place of the crime.

After work, she came to the scene of the crime.

It is rare for such a big case to appear in City A, the yellow cordon has been raised, there are police officers walking around nearby, and there are many people watching.

Curly blended into the crowd of onlookers, walking around, looking around, and finally standing in one place, looking up at the crab sign erected opposite.

Last night, when she invaded someone's body, she was dying and fell to the ground, seeing only three things in her eyes - a spotlight, a fuchsia leather shoe, and a crab sign not far behind him.

Now she can be sure.

Last night, she turned into the woman at random...... It's Wu Qian.

Curly slowly walked towards the crab sign, the crab only had one tong left, it looked very shabby, the door was closed, and there was a rental notice on the glass on the door, on which the owner's contact information was written.

A gust of wind blew, and Curly shivered.

Because at some point, Miss Lin came behind her, his vision blurred with flat glasses, and he looked at the glass calmly, not knowing whether he was looking at her through the glass or himself.

Just when Curly was sweating and wanted to turn around and give him a black tiger heart, Miss Lin suddenly laughed: "Have you eaten?" ”

"Nope!" Curly reflex, "You please?" ”

"Okay!" Miss Lin was still smiling, "What do you want to eat?" I invite you! ”

Nothing to do, be diligent, either treacherous or thief!

However, Juan still went to the barbecue restaurant with him to eat, as a vulgar mortal, could she still get along with meat? Besides, she doesn't believe it, can she dare to hack her to death in front of the public?

Pork, mutton, beef, rolled up his sleeves, eating heroically, when he looked up, he saw a piece of lettuce wrapped in meat in Miss Lin's hand, chewing it in small bites, and couldn't help but take a dip, and blurted out: "You rabbit?" ”

"He's a dignified man." Miss Lin glanced at the barbecue on the table and sighed, "But these calories are too high......

“…… You think it's high in calories, what kind of barbecue restaurant do you come to? Juan asked.

Miss Lin held a leaf in her mouth and looked at her faintly: "It's not for you......"

The chopsticks in Juanjuan's hand were frightened, and he looked at him in horror, for fear that he would confess next.

"For the sake of me being so good to you......" Miss Lin stared into her eyes, "Can you promise me one thing?" ”

An hour later, Juan Juan, carrying two bags of rice, went up to the eighth floor.

He threw the rice on the ground with a bang, and said panting like a cow: "I have returned the grace of a meal!" Don't call me next time there's such a good thing! ”

There is no such thing as a free dinner! Tired and half-dead, not to mention, when I just went upstairs, several aunts looked at her like a female wrestler, and patted Miss Lin's shoulder with a pleasant face, and said to him: "This girl is good, she looks very stocky, you have to hurry......"

Will it boast about people? Is this a description of a woman? This is obviously a description of a bear!

Juan wanted to leave angrily, but was dragged by Miss Lin.

"Don't go." He grabbed Curly's arm with one hand, and took out the key to open the door with the other, "Come in and have a cup of tea!" ”

The black-and-white room, with the walls full of photographs, flashed through his mind.

She looked at Miss Lin's back and felt that this familiar back suddenly became a little unfamiliar.

At that moment, she even had a thought in her heart, suspecting that the other party was deliberately pretending to be a family with no rice and luring her to the house.

“…… Forget it. Curly broke free of his hand, "It's too late, there's no car!" I'll go first! ”

She went downstairs in a panic, and didn't dare to turn back along the way, for fear that when she turned around, she would see Miss Lin standing behind her.

After running out of the apartment building, she took a luxurious taxi home, outside the window, the road and trees receded rapidly, and the neon lights hit her face, like a colorful mask on her.

The text message sounded, and Curly looked down at the phone, it was a text message from Miss Lin.

Lin Yongye: "Send a text message when you get home, Mo Mo Da~"

Isn't it? You're fifteen years old!

After returning home, Juan Juan thought about it and sent him a message: "It's here!" Sleep! ”

Then, regardless of whether he replied or not, he opened the drawer and took out the pile of photo albums, threw them on the bed, and began to flip through them one by one...... After experiencing last night's incident, she didn't dare to sleep randomly for a short time, and originally wanted to choose Bai Fumei or handsome and rich to treat herself, but when her fingers flipped through the photo album, the faces of Wu Qian and Miss Lin kept flashing in the back of her head......

By the time she reacted, she had already pulled out a photo of Miss Lin.

Some people can only watch from afar, not play close......

For example, Miss Lin.

If you just look at the photo, his eyes are big and dark, his eyelashes are long, and there is a small dimple on the left cheek when he laughs, but it still can't dilute the sorrow between his eyebrows.

…… But when I got closer, there was a strong smell of perfume.

When Juan Juan took an elevator with him, he didn't dare to breathe, and he felt like he was going to suffocate when he breathed.

But after adapting, there is nothing, and I don't feel stinky after living in Bao City for a long time!

Juan Juan once thought he was just such a problem, but now she looked at the photo in her hand and shook her head.

"Reality is sometimes the same as games." She muttered, "Until the final showdown, no one knows who's true face." ”

After speaking, she tucked Miss Lin's photo under her pillow.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and ten minutes later, she woke up in Miss Lin's room.

Lifting her feet and getting off the bed, she first walked around the room, even under the bed with a flashlight, but still couldn't find where the monitor was.

Wipe the dust off your hands and roll up in front of the photo wall.

The walls were still covered with curtains.

Curly stretched out his hand, but retracted halfway through.

If Miss Lin was next to her when Wu Qian died yesterday, then a new photo would be posted on this wall.

“…… Prove yourself. Curly thought to himself, "Prove that you are just a pervert who likes to peep into the women's bathroom, prove that you are just a dead sissy who likes to spray perfume, and prove that you are not a murderer......"

She thought as she reached out and lifted the curtain down.

New photos are plastered on the walls.

Looking at that photo, Juan couldn't help but freeze in place, chilling all over.

The photos that were originally dense and plastered all over the wall were gone, and on the empty, snow-white walls, only one photo, a brand new one, was pasted.

The person in the photo is not Wu Qian.

Rather, it is a roll......