"It's been more than a month in a row, and I dream that I jumped off the balcony whenever I lie down at night, and I was wearing a dark blue coat, and my leather shoes were taken off and put on the ground, like a big bird, and I threw myself to the earth with my arms outstretched, and my brain splashed everywhere. www.biquge.info As soon as I close my eyes, I have such a dream, I don't dare to look in the mirror these days, I am afraid that what appears in the mirror is not me, but a ghost. ”

Su San was cold, and the words of Zhang Yongshou echoed repeatedly in his mind.

The street lights were not particularly bright, but the clothes on the man lying on the ground could be clearly seen, it was a dark blue coat, wearing socks, and there were no shoes around.

It was clear that he had taken off his shoes when he fell from the building.

All of these scenes are in line with what he said he had in his dreams.

At half past nine in the evening, it snowed again, the road was quiet, and there was no one else.

The coachman was so frightened that he stammered: "Miss, do you want to ...... Find the police. ”

Su San looked up at the window and kept thinking, why did this person fall down, but the family was indifferent? Or now, Mrs. Zhang is not at home at all?

Su San leaned over to take a closer look at the corpse, Zhang Yongshou was lying on the ground with his face flushed, and there was a pool of sticky blood on his head, and a layer of fine snow particles had fallen on it. There was a cold, damp smell in the air, and a bit of choking cologne.

And around Su San, except for the dim street lamp, there was only the coachman, and it was obvious that the cologne smell was not on him.

Could it be that Mr. Zhang also sprayed cologne? Su San suddenly thought of the man who passed by in the elevator at night.

"Shout."

Su San turned to the coachman and said.

The coachman was stunned: "What are you shouting?" ”

"Help, dead people, whatever you like, you can shout as much as you want, be louder."

Su San saw that the coachman was still at a loss and didn't understand himself, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to Amiron's apartment; "The people in this building are either rich or expensive, and every family has a telephone, so they are naturally much faster than us to call the police."

"Dead!" A terrible shout rang out.

"You've done your best."

After Luo Yin finished investigating the scene, he saw Su San leaning against a plane tree on the side of the road, his head bowed, his coat wrapped tightly, and he felt a little sour in his heart, thinking that it would be good if he had a little more patience.

"I'm confused." Su San raised his head, his voice was a little hoarse, "Is there any foreknowledge?" Some words are really unbelievable, and I always feel unrealistic. No, it's all happening again. At night, Mr. Zhang didn't remember anything, I was also very angry, I felt that I was being tricked, and now, I ......"

"It's not your fault, you've done your best, but at that time at night, Mr. Zhang resolutely denied that he was dreaming and swept us away. If he would listen to you, he wouldn't be lying here now, trying to open a door for him to survive, and he himself locked that door. ”

The body of the deceased was turned face up, and his face was soft, as if he had a face on it, but it was undoubtedly Zhang Yongshou.

The grumpy middle-aged man who had been grumpy more than two hours ago was already a corpse at this moment.

What if I stop him? Keep him away from this room? Or let him avoid 9:30?

Luo Yin saw Su San's confused eyes and knew that she must be thinking of Aunt Guo's family again, so he pressed her shoulders with both hands and said, "Cheer up, don't be so decadent, you have always wanted to work hard to help him, but even if you know the prophetic dream, who can be sure which day you will jump?" Can you avoid 9:30 p.m. for a day, two days, and a few days, can you avoid it for a lifetime? ”

At this time, Xiao Na waved his hand and shouted: "Boss, after the on-site investigation is completed, I will ask someone to transport the body back first?" ”

Luo Yin waved his hand: "Go, I'll go to the deceased's house and take a look." ”

Su San followed Luo Yin into Amaron's apartment, and after entering the elevator, a policeman pressed the fifth floor.

Su San sniffed, then covered his nose again.

The elevator went up to the fifth floor, and when the door opened, Luo Yin's two subordinates walked out first.

"What's the smell in the elevator?"

"Cologne, cologne again."

Su San ran to the window at the end of the corridor and stood there looking down.

Fang just shouted, and several people came out of the apartment to watch the scene. Now there are only three people left, and they are being questioned by Miao Yi.

Su San concluded that none of those people had sprayed cologne, and there was no such smell, so how did the smell in the elevator come from? A man with the smell of cologne got off the elevator and walked straight away, but he didn't see (or smell it to be exact) him coming out.

The door of Zhang Yongshou's house was locked from the inside.

Mrs. Zhang has not shown up so far, and she should not be at home. From the departure of Su San and Luo Yin at seven o'clock in the evening to the accident at half past nine in the evening, where did Mrs. Zhang go in the two hours?

One of the two policemen has an ancestral lock-picking stunt, only to see him take out a small piece of wire from his pocket and insert it into the keyhole, and somehow fiddle with it, the door lock was opened with a bang.

The room was filled with the cold and moist smell of snowflakes, the windows were wide open, and the wind on the balcony was pouring small green snow into the house. The site was very clean. There was no trace of any fighting. The shoes of the deceased Zhang Yongshou were placed on the balcony, which was completely consistent with the predicted death scene he said. The wind blew away all the breath that could be swept away in the room, and Su San tried to take a few breaths, but he still didn't notice anything abnormal. Luo Yin was leading people to check the situation near the balcony, and when he looked back, Su San had already walked around the room.

"Did you find anything?"

Su San shook his head.

"There will be snow and wind tonight, and any traces will be blown away,

That's true. The only thing in the room was the bitter smell of snowflakes and wind.

Su San stared at the door and suddenly had an idea. She opened the door, stood in the hallway, and looked down to smell the doorknob, she thought that this doorknob was in the hallway, naturally it would not be affected by the environment in the house, and there was also a faint smell of ancient dragon years on it.

Su San could imagine that a man with the smell of cologne had once come in. He touched the doorknob, because the door was facing the corridor, so the wind was not late to it, and the light snow particles outside could not hear it, Zhang Yongshou must have had some contact with him, so he was also infected with the smell of cologne. What's next? Did he leave or ...... when Zhang Yongshou fell from the building? Always in the room?

"At the time of the crime, there was actually a man in this room who sprayed cologne."

"You said that person pushed Zhang Yongshou down?

"No, I'm just saying that the person may have been at the scene at the time, I don't know how Zhang Yongshou died? If he had been killed, how could that man be so familiar with his situation and know the dream of dying at 9:30 p.m. that night. ”

"Since she has told you, she may have told someone else."

At this time, the wall clock on the wall began to ring, and it rang eleven times in total, and it turned out to be eleven o'clock in the evening. Why hasn't Mrs. Zhang come back? (To be continued.) )