Turning on the light, the room was not too messy, only a little blood remained on the floor, which should have been left by the little boy.

Xia Ren rummaged through, not to mention the dolls, but he didn't even find a normal rag doll.

Although he didn't have much expectations at the beginning, he brushed shoulders with the tragic puppet again, and Xia Ren was still inevitably disappointed in his heart.

So far, the three incidents around him have the shadow of tragic dolls, and if they continue to let the other party wander outside, I don't know how many people will die.

With regret, Xia Ren could only take a taxi home.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, something suddenly occurred in his heart.

The infected person is born through the contaminated person, which means that the source of the contamination must be present.

The source of the pollution of Mrs. Liu may have been caused by the shelter in Zhao Mingyue's home, Li Xuan, Zeng Shuyi, and the taxi driver were all caused by tragic dolls, so what happened to Fang Bin and the young Liu Jian? What are they contaminated with?

The appearance of the middle-aged man in Fang Bin's neighbor's house before he died appeared in front of Xia Ren's eyes, the other party resolutely and frantically broke free from Zhu Youqian's bodyguard, and committed suicide by taking poison without the slightest hesitation, what kind of secret was it to keep?

Xia Ren vaguely felt that there must be a crucial clue behind this, maybe it was another containment object.

"Zhu Youqian instructed the bodyguard to ask the police station to investigate, I don't know if there is a result, I must ask him when I return the car."

At the same time, his own situation is also more troublesome, and he learned from the system that the tumor in his head was caused by aberration, so doesn't it mean that he has been contaminated by something as early as two years ago?

And the three extra points of pollution resistance can also confirm that something must have happened two years ago, but I can't remember anything at all.

Xia Ren once again remembered the woman who brought him to the house that evening, Zhao Mingyue.

Everything that has happened to me now is due to the other party, and the first task given by the system is to find her whereabouts.

"Who the hell are you?"

The night was dark, July had just passed, the temperature had begun to drop gradually, and Xia Ren didn't see many people along the way.

He was leaning his head against the car window in a daze, when his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure.

Xia Ren's eyes widened.

Time seemed to pause, all sounds became faint, Xia Ren sat in the car, looking outside, and on the street next to him, a dejected-looking man was dragging his steps, step by step.

In the thick darkness, Xia Ren couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, but the man was carrying a plastic bag in one hand and a doll-like thing in the other.

In an instant, the car staggered past him, and the noise returned to his ears, Xia Ren suddenly shouted and shouted, "Stop!" ”

The driver was startled by him, and subconsciously braked, and the harsh friction sound sounded, and they dragged ten meters away before they could stop.

"What's wrong?"

"The money is given to you, you don't have to look for it."

Xia Ren didn't explain to him, took out a few pieces of cash from his pocket, didn't have time to count them, handed them over, and then hurriedly got out of the car.

He ran wildly along the sidewalk, running a long distance, and did not see a single figure.

"Was it just a delusion?"

No, absolutely not!

Xia Ren was sure that he did see it, but after just such a short period of effort, where did the person go?

Also, the figure just now always feels so familiar, but I can't remember anything at this time.

He looked around, a little dazed.

"Damn!"

Xia Ren slammed his fist into the street tree beside him, shaking off a large green leaf.

He was just about to leave, but he saw that the taxi just now turned back.

The car stopped beside him, the driver lowered the window, and was about to say something, Xia Ren thought that the other party was quite kind, and waved his hand generously: "I said that I don't need to look for it, the extra will be regarded as a tip, I don't mind." ”

"Bullshit!"

The driver's tone was not good: "You don't mind, I still mind, do you want to repay the debt, the little money given is not even enough for gas, and there are more than 20 fares!" ”

"Uh......"

It's a little embarrassing.

Anyway, no one could find it, so Xia Ren got back into the car: "Go home, the fare will be given to you." ”

The driver looked at him suspiciously, "clicked", and the door was locked, obviously distrustful.

Back at home, the more Xia Ren thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He re-sorted out all the people he had seen in the past two days, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he really found it!

"Göle?"

No wonder that figure is more familiar, but, is it really him?

Xia Ren picked up the phone and was about to dial to confirm, when he suddenly remembered something.

His current identity could not be revealed, so he walked to the study and put on the faceless mask.

The other side.

In the cramped room, the silence was eeri.

The overhead lights flickered on and off, illuminating the messy scene of the house.

Overturned tables, broken stool legs, messy laundry, and splattered ...... Crimson liquid!

Gao Le gasped and stood in the middle of the kitchen.

He held a kitchen knife in his hand, looking at the blurred flesh on the board, his eyes a little glazed.

The phone rang suddenly, and Gao Le's eyes immediately changed, and he wiped his hand on his trouser leg and took out his phone from his pocket.

Looking at the phone number displayed on it, Gao Le didn't know what to think, and waited for a while before slowly connecting.

"Hello?"

He put his phone to his ear with a blank face.

"Gao Le, did you just go out?"

On the other side of the phone, a woman's crisp voice came, and she was faintly anxious.

"Nope."

Gao Le immediately replied, "I have been staying at home tonight and have never gone out. ”

"Didn't go out?"

Xia Ren repeated it and continued to ask, "Then, is Gu Li with you now?" Let her answer the phone. ”

Gao Le unconsciously clenched the bloodstained kitchen knife in his hand, and frowned slightly: "This girl, my relationship with you doesn't seem to be so close, right?" You just know Yu Jingjing, if it's nothing, I'll hang up first. ”

"Wait a minute."

Xia Ren had a bad premonition in his heart and asked, "Have you ever seen a little puppet that looks like a prince?" ”

"Nope."

After Gao Le finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

The silence of the house was like death.

His gaze looked beyond the blood stains on the floor to the dolls placed in the living room.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the puppet seems to be looking at him silently, and the lilac eyes seem to be revealing sadness and loss.

Gao Le turned his head and muttered to himself, "Could it really be that she saw it?" ”

He looked at the board in front of him, and then stopped thinking about this problem, and raised the kitchen knife,

"Doo!"

Blood continued to splash.

"It's all your fault for leaving me."

"Doo!"

Another knife.

……

……

Dozens of minutes later, Gao Le was cleaning up the traces with a mop when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He paused, looked at the closed kitchen door, and then looked in the direction of the door.

"Who could it be so late?"

Through the cat's eye, he saw a beautiful girl dressed in cool clothes, standing outside the door.