"Knock knock!"

A hurried knock on the door suddenly sounded, Li Chaoyang turned over and sat up, he glanced at Han Xue on the side, Han Xue was already asleep with her eyes closed.

The knock on the door stopped abruptly.

Li Chaoyang took out the dagger from behind him, walked slowly to the door, and held the doorknob.

"Who?" Li Chaoyang asked in a low voice.

No one outside responded.

"Who?"

His voice was particularly loud in the middle of the night, Li Chaoyang was a little panicked, he thought of the last time he was framed, this time there will be no fraud, right?

Li Chaoyang hesitated for a moment and opened the door suddenly.

A little girl appeared in front of Li Chaoyang, with black shawl hair, big watery eyes, a butterfly hairpin pinned to her head, and a smile on her little face just looking at Li Chaoyang.

"Zhao Ya!" Li Chaoyang called out the other party's name in surprise.

He will never admit this face, this is Zhao Ya.

At this moment, the smile on Zhao Ya's face gradually disappeared, and two streams of blood slowly seeped out of her eye sockets, slid down her cheeks, and dripped on the floor and instantly bloomed into blood flowers.

"Li Chaoyang, in fact, you know better than us that you killed my parents, but you have been deceiving yourself, you have selectively forgotten this paragraph, there is no Nietzsche at all, you are Nietzsche!" The corners of Zhao Ya's mouth hooked up with a disdainful smile.

"No, I didn't, I'm not Nietzsche, and I didn't kill your parents." Li Chaoyang hurriedly said.

"Didn't you? You have, don't kid yourself, what is the purpose of your coming to the ship? For Nietzsche? No, you're running away, do you believe in fate? ”

"I don't believe it."

"Do you believe, if you don't believe what do you do in the temple? Because you are afraid, you live in fear all day long, you live alone and refuse to contact others, that is because you are afraid that others will see through your weakness, afraid that they will see the other side of you, you have been running away, so you are always looking for excuses to convince yourself, trying to make yourself forget that paragraph. ”

"Yes, that's it."

Han Xue's voice came from behind, and Li Chaoyang looked back to find that a large hole had been opened in her neck, and she was still holding a bloody dagger in her hand.

"Chaoyang, you don't believe me, you never believed me, no, you didn't trust anyone at all, what's the difference between you and Hu Jun? Kill me, I want to see you kill me. ”

Han Xue shouted and handed over the dagger.

"Don't!"

Li Chaoyang exclaimed in surprise from his sleep, he gasped heavily, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

It turned out to be a dream.

Li Chaoyang raised his hand and glanced at his watch, half past three in the morning.

He had insomnia again, and repeated the same dream again, the difference from the last time was that he dreamed of Han Xue, Zhao Ya was like a nightmare, and he would appear in Li Chaoyang's dream every once in a while, asking him why he wanted to kill her family. Li Chaoyang went to the temple purely to have peace of mind, and he was looking for a reason to relax.

But no matter what he did, he would always be questioned over and over again in his dreams.

He also knows that it is not Zhao Ya who really doubts him, but himself, many times after he has a nightmare, he will close his eyes and forcibly modify the result of this dream, and then the whole person will be in a strange state of half-dreaming and half-awake, especially after staying up late, several dreams are constantly superimposed, and his thinking is extremely confused.

I'm going to say that it's not a dream, because he's awake and can open his eyes at any moment, but his mind is like a wild horse that has escaped from the bridle and always thinks about it.

He lived alone when he was a child, so he unconsciously developed a suspicious character, and he would pay special attention to any word from others, and he would think about it for a long time, and he couldn't control it at all.

This made him very distressed, and the only way was to live alone, so that no one could disturb him, and no one would talk about him.

Li Chaoyang subconsciously glanced at Han Xue's bed, and was shocked to find that Han Xue was gone.

Is this a hallucination?

Li Chaoyang hurriedly took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight.

Under the light of the flashlight, Han Xue really disappeared, and the quilt was still spread, as if no one had ever slept.

Li Chaoyang hurriedly got up and touched Han Xue's quilt, and there was still temperature inside, which showed that she had just gone out.

Where would she go at such a late hour?

"Axue?" Li Chaoyang shouted.

There was no response, there was no bathroom in the cabin of the fishing boat, and it was so cramped that there was no place to hide.

The only possibility is that Han Xue went out.

Li Chaoyang glanced at the hatch, the hatch remained closed, he put on his shoes and held the dagger in his right hand, and slowly opened the hatch.

The corridor was quiet, the lights emitted a soft white light, and the fishing boat seemed to have stopped, very stable.

The fishing boat is much smaller than the cruise ship, especially the design of the cabin, the cargo compartment accounts for almost half of it, and the place where Han Xue can go is the engine room, the deck captain's room and the cargo hold, the cargo room is full of frozen sardines, smelly and cold, she should not go as a woman, the engine room also tastes dull, most likely the deck.

In order to beware of the pirate deck, there was only a small light on the deck, and the wind on the sea was very strong and whirring, but there was no Han Xue on the deck.

Li Chaoyang glanced up at the cab, quickened his pace and walked up, his heart became more and more uneasy, judging from the traces in the house, Han Xue should have taken the initiative to leave.

Thinking of the coincidence when she first boarded the ship, Li Chaoyang always felt that she was planning some conspiracy.

The cab was lit up, and the roar of the engine echoed in my ears.

"Don't move!"

A cold voice sounded from behind Li Chaoyang, and some sharp weapon was on Li Chaoyang's waist.

It was a man who spoke, and he stood in the darkness with a low and muffled voice, as if it had popped out of his teeth.