Liang Fanxin took the photo back and looked at it, compared it carefully, and found that this was indeed the case.

But what does that mean? Could it be that the murderer took more blood from An Ping's body? But what's the use? Liang Fanxin asked rhetorically.

"I don't know, I just feel like there's something unusual here." Guo Jing shook his head blankly and said.

Seeing that the three of them had finished speaking, Lu Yifan stood up.

"When a murderer commits a crime, he will definitely leave something behind at the scene and take something away. The clues at the scene can be divided into two situations, one is the murderer's, and the other is peaceful! ”

"Before Anping returns to the ancestral house, there is anything unusual about this, which needs to be investigated to see if there are any clues. The people who need to be investigated include his teachers and classmates, and even the convenience store where he bought the food, all of which must be investigated. Monkey, you're in charge of this piece! ”

"In addition, we need to investigate whether the blood stains on the ground are peaceful, and whether there is something added to them that causes these blood to exhibit such abnormalities! Guo Jing, you have to go to the technical team to test this piece and see if you can find some other clues. Guo Jing nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Liang Fanxin, you go and investigate the source of the clothes, find this kind of fabric in M City, and see where this kind of clothes are made. I will follow up on the boy in red case and the **** case at the same time, if you have any clues, you can communicate with me. Okay, let's get busy. Lu Changling finally said.

The three of them left the conference room one after another, and Liang Fanxin finally glanced back at Lu Yifan when he finally walked out, and found that he was holding a photo in the Anping case and carefully comparing it with a photo he took out.

Liang Fanxin walked out of the conference room, sat down in his seat with Guo Jing and Monkey, and began to prepare for his next work.

"I knew that nothing good happened after that murderer appeared, and now the murders are one after another, all caused by that bastard!" Guo Jing sat in his seat and gritted his teeth and complained.

"Murderer? Is the case of the boy in red also related to the murderer of the serial murder case? I don't think those symbols have anything to do with the symbols left behind by the murderer! Liang Fanxin said in surprise.

"You don't know, after that serial murderer appeared, there were many murderers who imitated the crime and left symbols at the scene. That's why Guo Jing said that it was all the murderer. In fact, really, this case has nothing to do with a murderer. But we hope that the serial murder case has something to do with this case. The monkey said helplessly.

"Oh, no wonder the boss was so serious about the comparison just now, it turned out that he also wanted to find the shadow of the murderer from those clues." Liang Fanxin said thoughtfully.

"But this case really has nothing to do with him, we investigated this clue at the beginning, and in the end we still didn't find anything." Guo Jing followed and said.

After a brief small talk between the three of them, Liang Fanxin began to investigate the source of the clothes on the boy in red. This matter is actually tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, after all, there are so many shops that make clothes in M City, and that kind of fabric is sold everywhere.

But fortunately, the shape of that dress is peculiar after all, so find some custom shops to consult. In this way, Liang Fanxin screened the tailor shops one by one, and finally selected a few stores, and decided to go to one by one tomorrow.

When he returned home at night, Liang Fanxin turned on all the lights in a panic, looked through the rooms one by one, and finally saw that there was no abnormal sound, and his hanging heart was finally put down.

After all, he had been to the scene during the day, so Liang Fanxin was still worried that he would see some things again at night, and now that there was no abnormal noise at home, Liang Fanxin was a little relieved.

But when he was lying on the bed and wanted to sleep, Liang Fanxin panicked again.

"Please, I've already started investigating this case, don't come to me at night, let me have a good rest so that I can have the energy to investigate the case tomorrow, right." Liang Fanxin folded his hands together and chattered into the air.

After tossing for half an hour, Liang Fanxin finally poured out two sleeping pills and fell asleep groggily after eating.

In a trance, Liang Fanxin felt that she heard footsteps, she suddenly opened her eyes, thinking about the direction of the door and looked over, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a brick wall.

Liang Fanxin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: This is not his own home!

She turned her head with difficulty and looked towards herself, only to see a white figure get up from the bed, turn on the light and walk out of the house.

Liang Fanxin got out of bed uncontrollably, and then carefully hid under the bed, covering his mouth hard, and looked through the door to the living room tremblingly.

The door was pushed open suddenly, but no one entered. But Liang Fanxin saw a footprint suddenly appear on the ground, as if an invisible person walked in.

Then, the figure who went to open the door suddenly seemed to have been hit violently, and the whole person was hunched over and lying on the ground coughing, and then it was as if someone was holding his neck tightly, his neck was frozen tightly, and his limbs were struggling non-stop.

The scene that appeared in front of Liang Fanxin's eyes at this time was like two people fighting, but he could only see one, as if that person was playing a one-man show.

Although Liang Fanxin's body is not controlled, his brain is still extremely clear. The dream that I want to enter is what Anping wants to show to myself.

Then what happened in front of you is what happened on the day of Anping's accident.

There was only one figure on the beam outside the house who kept struggling, but the struggling figure was too weak, and finally fell down weakly, but before he died, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the direction of Liang Fanxin, as if there was something more important than his own life in this direction.

After the weak voice and shadow fell weakly, the murderer did not stop his movements, but directly cut the man's wrist, found a basin and began to bleed him.

It's just that from Liang Fanxin's point of view, he can only see a knife and basin floating out of thin air, which looks extremely weird.

Then a piece of paper and a brush appeared out of thin air in front of Liang Fanxin's eyes, and then he began to write and draw on him with the blood of the deceased, and after a while, the deceased's body was painted with strange symbols.

The rest of the blood was also used for the formation on the ground. After the painting was finished, the invisible man hung the deceased on the beam of the room, took out a scale out of thin air and hung it on the deceased's garment, and then simply cleaned up the room, took his own tools and prepared to leave.

Liang Fanxin's eyes kept following those objects that were not invisible, watching them about to leave the door, Liang Fanxin also knew that this nightmare was finally going to end.

But I didn't expect that when I arrived at the gate, those things suddenly stopped, and then turned in another direction to face Liang Fanxin's direction.

Liang Fanxin's hair rose instantly, and she could imagine that the murderer's eyes must be on her body now.

"How can this be, I'm just dreaming, I shouldn't be real!" Liang Fanxin was terrified in his heart and kept comforting himself.

"Humph!" Liang Fanxin seemed to hear a sneer, and then those things turned around and left the room.

Liang Fanxin's tense heart finally let go, and his tense body was instantly soaked in cold sweat. opened his eyes suddenly, and Liang Fanxin saw the familiar ceiling of his home! Liang Fanxin sighed deeply, and lay on the bed in prostration. Only then did she feel that her bed was already soaked with her own cold sweat.

"Even if you want to tell me what happened, don't scare me like that!" Liang Fanxin lay on the bed, pressed his arm on his forehead, and said weakly.

Originally, he was frightened, and he thought that he would see Anping's ghost in his home, but he never thought that he actually pulled himself into a dream and showed himself all the experience, and the fright he was shocked was more terrifying than usual.

"I really don't know what you all think, one by one, either show me your victimization from a third perspective, or bring me into your body and feel it for yourself. Now you're good, what is this going on, why does the murderer still see me? What a strange thing to write about! Liang Fanxin lay on his bed, muttering and complaining.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, and Liang Fanxin sat up like a frightened bird. When he found his mobile phone, Liang Fanxin sighed deeply, he was about to have a nervous breakdown by these 'people' recently.

"Who, what are you doing early in the morning?" Liang Fanxin connected to his mobile phone and complained.

"Liang Fanxin, do you still want to go to work! Don't ask for leave, don't answer the phone, what do you want to do, don't want to do it and resign directly, a group of vases like you is not lacking! A roaring voice came from the other end of the phone, and Liang Fanxin realized that it was Lu Yifan who was calling.

After listening to Lu Yifan's words, Liang Fanxin looked at his watch, only to find that it was already more than ten o'clock, and there were already more than a dozen missed calls on his mobile phone.

"I'm sorry Team Lu, I'm a little unwell today, and I want to ask you for a leave..."Liang Fanxin said weakly, the sequelae of sleeping pills appeared, and he had just experienced the fright, Liang Fanxin's whole person only felt prostration.

"Next time I take a leave of absence, please ask early!" Lu Yifan's indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone, and then without waiting for Liang Fanxin to agree, Lu Yifan hung up the phone directly.

"Bastard, I don't know how to care about my subordinates!" Liang Fanxin looked at the phone that was hung up and cursed at Lu Yifan.

Liang Fanxin sat on the bed tiredly, still thinking about the scene in his dream just now.

"If the victim in the dream is An Ping, then the invisible figure should be the murderer. If Anping gave me this dream because he wanted me to help solve the case, why didn't he just show me the figure of the murderer? Or did he himself not see the true appearance of the murderer, so he did this? Are you afraid that the perspective in the dream will affect my judgment? Liang Fanxin said to himself.