The three of them were busy separately, but the whole day passed, and there was no progress.

"Hey, Zhang Xiao, I think you're online dating, what's the scissorhands here?" Li Xueqing came to his side and said dissatisfied.

"Impossible..."Zhang Xiao pinched his chin and thought, he came in a hurry early in the morning, and stared at it for a day, but nothing happened as he imagined.

"I got up so early today, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to stare at you." Li Xueqing sighed and went back to sleep next door.

Zhang Xiao glanced at the campus below again, and found that the lights were bright, the figures were shaking, there were people playing basketball, some playing guitar, but there were no scissor monsters...

"Forget it, go to bed early." Zhang Xiao seemed to be infected by Li Xueqing, and he also sighed and lay back on the bed to sleep.

The night was still safe, Zhang Xiao didn't even dream, and he didn't open his sleepy eyes until it was dawn.

Stretching, he subconsciously looked out the window.

On the playground, there are many students running, and there are also many aunts and uncles who go out for morning exercises.

Looking into the distance, the river is long, and there are many boats docked on the shore, and many people have begun to work on it.

The river flows, with no end in sight, but also forms a magnificent scene.

Retracting his gaze, he looked back at the residential building to the side.

Through the window, the scene inside is clear.

"Tut-tut!"

"Well, this one looks good"

"Huh? How do you pull the curtains? ”

“......”

In the residential buildings, most people have just woken up, some are washing, some are cooking, and some are dressed up and ready for work.

However, in a window, there was a girl who caught Zhang Xiao's attention.

Because she, like Zhang Xiao, stares out the window.

The girl rested her chin on the windowsill and looked out with a blank expression.

It's just that in her eyes, they are full of melancholy and seem to be very unhappy.

A person quietly stared out the window in a daze....

"I guess it's a broken love, right?" Zhang Xiao thought in his heart.

He looked at this girl, she was quite beautiful, with big eyes, a high nose, a pointed chin, and beautiful hair, which was carefully groomed, and at first glance, she looked like an Internet celebrity.

And under her eyes, there is a tear mole, which adds a bit of style to it.

"Such a beautiful girl, will also fall out of love? And I was hurt like this..."

"When you ask what is the situation in the world, it is really a thing descending from a thing..."

Zhang Xiao was sighing in his heart, when he suddenly heard his mobile phone ringing.

He took it and saw that it was Chen Zixuan calling, and hurriedly picked it up.

"What's wrong, uncle, is there a situation?" He asked.

"It's a bit of a situation, but it's not Scissorhands, it seems to be related to the face sarcoma last time." Chen Zixuan said.

"Huh? Aren't all those sarcomas dead, what else can happen? Zhang Xiao frowned and asked.

"Today, the organization received another special case, someone found a female corpse with a severed head in Jinjiang, and the incision on her neck was extremely flat, and I suspect that those sarcomas may not be dead." Chen Zixuan said.

"Won't it?" Zhang Xiao couldn't believe it.

"I'll send the information to the past, you can read it first."

After Chen Zixuan finished speaking, Zhang Xiao's mobile phone was shocked.

He didn't hang up the phone, and directly checked the documents sent by Chen Zixuan.

Inside is information about the deceased, along with several photos.

Zhang Xiao clicked open, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

This was taken when it was first salvaged by the river, and it showed a headless female corpse, her clothes were in tatters, her exposed skin was blistered white, and her whole person seemed to rise twice.

And out of her neck, the wound was smooth, as if it had been cut by someone with a sharp weapon in an instant.

This one really looks like the corpse that was parasitized by sarcoma before.

"Is it true that the facial sarcoma is not dead?" Zhang Xiao is a little skeptical now.

He slid his fingers, and it was a photograph of the deceased before his death.

The girl was pretty, fashionably dressed, with elaborate makeup, and her hair was well groomed.

She was smiling, gesturing triumphantly to the camera.

It's just that Zhang Xiao stared at her face, feeling weird.

"This looks familiar!"

He glanced and saw that the girl had a tear mole under her eye.

"Chen Zixuan is playing himself, isn't this the girl opposite? She's fine at home."

Zhang Xiao pondered and picked up the phone again.

"Hey, uncle, you're not kidding me, are you? I've seen this girl, she's fine now, why..."

Halfway through his words, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his whole body froze, and a chill rose in his heart, rushing straight to his scalp.

Zhang Xiao didn't pay attention to Chen Zixuan on the phone at all, and hurriedly turned around and looked at the opposite window.

Sure enough, he found that the human head that had been on the windowsill was gone!

He loves furry things, even corpses don't mind.

"He's coming!"

Zhang Xiao gritted his teeth, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and his eyes were about to split.

He immediately opened the window and jumped straight from the thirtieth floor.

"Did I kill her?" Zhang Xiao was anxious and annoyed at the same time.

In fact, that girl is already dead, what Zhang Xiao saw through the window just now was just a human head!

Her head was definitely cut off by Scissorhands, and Scissorhands appeared in reality because of Zhang Xiao.

He leaped straight down the wall and into the window.

Inside, it was a bedroom, Zhang Xiao stared around.

He found that the windowsill where the head had just been put was empty, and there was not even a trace of blood.

"Where did Scissorhands take her?" Zhang Xiao became cautious, because he was probably still in this house!

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the living room outside the door.

Zhang Xiao immediately pushed the door out, looking at the source of the footsteps, he clenched his fists, and was ready to make a move.

But when he saw the picture in front of him clearly, his expression was stunned.

Because in front of him, there is a middle-aged uncle, he has a vest on his upper body, big pants on his bottom, slippers on his feet, and a newspaper in his hand.

This scene was a bit different from what he had imagined, and this person didn't seem to be Scissorhands.

"You... Who is it? Zhang Xiao was stunned, a little at a loss for words.

The middle-aged uncle was also slightly stunned when he saw him, and said, "You ran into my house, and you still asked me who I am?" Who else do I want to ask you? ”

As he spoke, he looked angry and looked Zhang Xiao up and down, as if he had taken him for a thief.

"Huh! I am... Helping the police solve the case, I suspect that there is a murderer in your room, so come in and have a look. Zhang Xiao said.

"What? There is a murderer in my family? The middle-aged uncle was even more reluctant when he heard this, and continued: "This is me, how can there be a murderer."

Zhang Xiao felt a chill in his heart, just now Scissorhands put the head on the windowsill of his house, but this uncle didn't realize it!

He frowned and thought about it, then asked tentatively, "Then you... Did you see a man with scissors? ”。

When the uncle heard this, he flipped his hand over, and his expression became weird.

"Is this what you're talking about..."