Cui Hua saw that an iron grate was pulled up on the anti-theft cage outside the bedroom window, leaving a gap for one person to enter and exit, and she was shocked, and just as she was about to turn her head, a hand reached out from behind her and covered her mouth tightly.

The hand was dry and cold, with a slight smell of rust, and she couldn't open her mouth, trying to hit the person behind her with her elbow, kicking backwards or stepping on the other's foot, but she couldn't move her hands and feet, as if she was bound by something.

At this moment, the lights in the living room and bedroom went out at the same time, and the whole apartment fell into darkness, the moonlight outside the bedroom window was soft and bright, through the moonlight, Cui Hua could still see the couch next to him, there were two faint shadows on the pale yellow couch cover, his own and the person behind him, very close.

There was a loud heartbeat echoing in her ears, and her heart was beating so hard that it became difficult for her to breathe, and in the first few seconds, there were even a lot of white spots in her vision.

In addition to her underwear, Cui Hua was only wrapped in a bath towel, and her shoulders and limbs were exposed, she wanted to look down to see what was tying herself, but she couldn't, that cold hand was very strong, fortunately it didn't block her nostrils.

"Calm down." The man's voice next to his ears was very quiet, and there was hot breath spraying in his ears, itching his heart.

Cui Hua struggled a few times, in vain, but her hands and feet were strangled very painfully, she suddenly leaned back and hit the air, but her lips left the other party's grasp, and unfortunately she was covered again before she spoke.

The voice sounded behind him again: "Calm down and think about it, I'm here, and you've been controlled by me, so who cut off the electricity in your house?" ”

Cui Hua struggled a few more times, and suddenly came to her senses, she had been charged, so the light was beneficial to the person behind her, and it was too coincidental to break the electricity, if it wasn't a coincidence, it was a third person who pulled down the electric switch in the apartment, the question is what is the purpose of the third person? Could it be to save yourself?

She stopped struggling, took a deep breath, and nodded to indicate that she had calmed down.

"Very well, let you go now, if you yell, you will let a murderer go; If you want to speak, try to use the smallest possible voice. The person behind her was still covering her mouth, but he let go of the thing that bound her limbs, and he didn't seem to worry at all that she would fight back.

Raising his hand to grab the bath towel that was about to fall, Cui Hua nodded again.

The hand covering her mouth finally let go, and she was completely free, but she didn't fight back or scream, just turned around and asked softly, "Are you Gu Qi?" ”

She heard Gu Qi's voice.

"Yes." Gu Qi closed the window, closed the curtains, and blocked the moonlight out of the window.

"You told your sister that you would go back later, just to break into my house?" Cui Hua took two steps back, widening the distance between the two.

"No, I was just sure I had something to do, and I didn't know that the place to do it was your house." Gu Qi walked to the corner, lowered his hood, and melted into the darkness.

"What did you just tie me up with?" Cui Hua sat on the bed and began to fumble with the T-shirt and shorts he wore to sleep.

"I don't want to sue you."

"Did you also break into Room 301 of the Jinhui Community like this?"

"Yes."

"And then?"

"You don't need to know."

"You opened the bars of the anti-theft cage with your bare hands?"

"No, I haven't."

"Then why do you smell of rust on your hands?"

"It smells of blood."

"You have blood on your hands?" When Cui Hua heard this, he suddenly felt nauseous, and quickly wiped his mouth.

"No, it was my wound last night, and the wound still smells of blood."

“……”

After finding all the pajamas, Cui Hua put on shorts under the bath towel, and flexibly put on the T-shirt, and finally pulled the bath towel out of the T-shirt, she digested the answer she got from Gu Qi, and after a while she asked, "Who pulled the electric switch in my house?" ”

"We'll find out later." Gu Qi leaned against the corner of the wall, closed his eyes, and released a chain, which extended along the angle between the ceiling and the wall to the entrance, and the first link of the chain was attached to the door lock, which could make him feel the slightest vibration.

"How long will you stay?" Cui Hua sat on the bed and stroked his chest so that he could calm down completely.

"Pulling the electric switch is just a test, if you haven't slept yet, after tripping, you will go out to check the situation, and you may have to change your clothes and find a flashlight before you go out, which will delay some time, so he will wait a little longer." Gu Qi said and walked to the couch and pulled open the couch cover.

Cui Hua hurriedly jumped up from the bed, stood against the wall, watched Gu Qi roll the bedspread into a roll and stuffed it under the quilt, arranged an illusion that someone was sleeping, and asked, "What am I going to do?" ”

"Hide, think about what to do with the body." Gu Qi finished the couch and shrank back into the darkness.

Cui Hua hid in the closet of the bedroom in the dark, sitting on his clothes, and the six gods were gone.

She thought it was ridiculous that she was talking to a stranger who had broken into her home and had only met once about disposing of the body, and that the detective was the most important person to protect the scene.

If this were a Hitchcock movie, would there be someone in the residential building across the street looking this way with a telescope?

Reason told sù that this was not a dream, but Cui Hua still bit the knuckle of his right index finger, which hurt a lot.

"Here we are." Gu Qi's voice sounded, followed by a deathly silence.

…………

Shang Xing took out the universal key bag, took out the cushion and stuffed it into the keyhole, and then took out the hook and inserted it, skillfully fiddling with it.

After seeing it once from a friend, he fell in love with this tool that was not delicate in itself, but a test of finger skills, and made his own set, played at home all day, and never thought that there would be a day when it would really work.

He still remembers the feeling of that night a month ago, when his hands trembled, his heart beat faster, his breathing was a little disordered, and when the tiger's mouth pressed hard against the cricoid cartilage in his throat, he still remembers it vividly, and he has never experienced it since, and every time he thinks about it, his heart pounds.

The purpose of this trip is not to experience that feeling again, but Shang Xing still has some expectations in his heart, maybe it will eventually progress to that point, or maybe not, he didn't make any plans, and this goal was only found today, after all, it would be too boring if everything went according to the plan.

Magnum-key turned slowly, after a few laps, the door lock was completely opened, without making too much noise, Shang Xing gently pushed the door open and walked into the room, took out a small flashlight and pressed it on, the light of the flashlight was very dim, so that he could see the layout of the room clearly, and would not wake up the sleeping person.

There was a fresh scent of cucumbers in the living room, and the light of the flashlight showed many traces of life, and also illuminated the figure with black hair covering his face and white clothes in the corner.

The faint pillar of light flickered, and after leaving the corner of the wall for a second, Shang Xing realized that there was a person in the corner of the wall, and hurriedly moved the pillar of light back, but the figure had disappeared.

The speed of the heartbeat increased dramatically, the hands trembled uncontrollably, and the light of the flashlight shook with it, and the picture lingered, and the figure was very clear, but the face was covered by hair, and it was not visible.

"It must have been because I was too nervous and misunderstood." He thought so, and stood motionless in the living room until his heart beat flat.

"Looks like we're going to have to finish tonight." Shang Xing felt an indescribable discomfort in his chest, and turned his head to look at the bedroom.

He didn't see that the figure in the corner of the wall just now was in front of him at this time, and the dark eyes were facing his own, only a few centimeters away.

Raising the flashlight to shine in the bedroom, he saw the quilt on the couch bulging, and the feeling of excitement immediately overwhelmed the uneasiness, and immediately walked to the bedroom, but as soon as he took a step, the flashlight went out, and no matter how he shook it, he couldn't light it up.

It was only a few meters away from the woman with the ponytail, how could it be possible to give up at this time? Although she is not as cute as the policewoman she stared at noon, she is the type he likes, Shang Xing put the flashlight back in his pocket, and with the impression just now, he walked into the bedroom lightly and touched the couch.

The thick curtain completely obscured the moonlight, and his snort became heavier and heavier, and his slightly trembling right hand stroked the quilt and touched the side of the pillow.

At this moment, there was a "bang", a fire lit up in the corner, the bedroom door slammed shut, and the "click" locked, and then the doorknob fell to the ground, and the bones rolled to the closet.

Shang Xing raised his head violently to look at the firelight, he saw an unfamiliar face, and then the firelight went out, leaving only a round red dot.

"Wang Mengting asked me to say hello to you, it took a month, and she finally found you." Gu Qi's deep voice sounded.

Shang Xing didn't know the name Wang Mengting at all, he was just scared by Gu Qi, and hurriedly got up and walked to the door against the wall, but when he turned his head, he found that the figure in the corner of the wall was standing behind the door at this time, his body and face emitting a faint white light, tilting his head to look at him.

Half of her face was still covered by hair, but the other half was exposed, and Shang Xing screamed, hurriedly stepped back, and fell to the ground with a weak foot, retracting into the corner.

"The fear you feel now is still far from that before Wang Mengting died." Gu Qi puffed out a cigarette and played the role of narrator.

"I ...... I ......" Shang Xing's voice was hoarse, his breathing was short, and his heart rate exceeded one hundred and three, and he saw the white figure take a step towards him, and wanted to climb the bed to escape to the other side, but found that his shoulder was held down by something and he couldn't stand up.

"Right...... I'm sorry! I've been regretting it, don't ...... Stay back! He shouted in panic.

"Even you won't believe it, if you really regret it, how can you be here?" When Gu Qi said this, his tone suddenly became gentle: "Don't worry, I won't touch you, and you won't be hurt by any external injuries." ”

Shang Xing shrank in the corner, his body was indeed not harmed, but his heart was in great pain, Wang Mengting walked towards him step by step, with each step, his heartbeat would speed up a few points, and when she walked in front of her and squatted down, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and his body trembled.

Cui Hua pushed the door of the wardrobe open a crack and looked out.