Wang Zhiming agreed to be Lisuo, but in fact, he always felt that since he was beaten by Long Ya, Wei Group's attitude towards him seemed to have become a little estranged.

Wang Zhiming couldn't find any evidence, Wei Zheng had a lukewarm attitude towards everyone in the group, and felt that Wei Zheng's estrangement from him was just an intuition.

Well, for example, this time he was assigned almost no chance of coming into contact with Xiao Guoyou's few objects that needed to be protected.

"Liu Guoan ,......"

"Wang Daxi, captain of the security team of the family home community of the West Railway Station. Xiao Guoyou is a frequent visitor to the casino. ”

"Shen Figurine, a staff member of the Imagination International Art Company. First offense, guarantor Long Ya!? ”

The more Wang Zhiming looked at the information in front of him, the more unpleasant it was, and one by one it was either a vegetable seller or a chef who killed fish, and the last two, one was the security captain, and the other was barely a white-collar worker, which made Wang Zhiming feel less embarrassed. But when he saw that Shen Yu's guarantor was Long Ya, the corners of Wang Zhiming's eyes couldn't help twitching.

Man, that's it, the more you can't get it, the more you want it.

And especially when they see that the woman they like is in a relationship with another man, most men think about the relationship between men and women. And Wang Zhiming, who graduated from the Public Security University with a master's degree, is even more so!

"This was given to me on purpose by the Wei group?" Wang Zhiming looked at the guarantor column, and his thinking inevitably diverged.

Leaving those chaotic emotions behind, Wang Zhiming began to seriously analyze his confessions distributed to him by Wei Zheng. Mechanisms, like him, quickly discovered the common denominator in these confessions.

That is, the people in these confessions all exposed Xiao Guoyou's residence near the casino or Xiao Guoyou's interpersonal relationship with the shops around the casino, and Shen Yan pointed out Xiao Guoyou's escape route that night.

Wang Zhiming couldn't help but pouted when he saw this, this point didn't need to be exposed by Shen Yan at all, he had already investigated it.

"This simple commonality, although it seems to have a great connection with the previous case, actually has no meaning, it must have been thought of by Long Ya, and then found a way to hand it over to the Wei group. It's still not mature enough! Wang Zhiming smashed his mouth.

Long Ya was sent to the traffic police team when she just took over the arrest task in the group, she didn't know the specific details of the case at all, and she must have come to the conclusion that Xiao Guoyou killed people because he was reported by someone based on Internet rumors and market legends.

However, after analysis, the group unanimously came to the conclusion that Xiao Guoyou wanted to destroy the evidence of the transaction between the casino and certain people to a certain extent, and this is also the reason why two of the dead were his original subordinates.

In Wang Zhiming's opinion, if he hadn't been in contact with the inside information of the group, he would definitely not have come to the conclusion that these people also needed protection as rashly as Long Ya.

Dead.

The early summer wind seems to carry some misty moisture.

Long Ya stood in front of a dark three-way intersection in pajamas.

Whether it's what you see in your eyes or what you hear in your ears, everything is vague and doesn't seem to be so real. Long Ya knew she was supposed to be in a dream by now.

The pitch-black three-way intersection in front of me was surrounded by strange plants with fangs and claws, dry and twisted. In the dark night, they are like terrifying ghosts guarding both sides of the road, as if they want to suddenly drag the pedestrians on the road into the deep dark forest, so that the pedestrians will evaporate from this world for no reason.

Long Ya felt that the layout of this three-way intersection was very familiar, this was the road leading to the Shen Villa!

Long Ya's body walked uncontrollably in the direction of the villa in one step, two steps, and she felt that her legs were heavy, as if there were countless invisible ghost hands gripping her ankles tightly to prevent her from moving forward.

Maybe it was a few minutes of walking, or maybe it was a few hours of walking, Long Ya, who was not afraid of the dark, also felt that under the pressure of the shadow of the strange trees around him, he felt that his chest was stuffy, and he seemed to be out of breath.

The more she couldn't breathe, the more her body struggled. The more she struggled, the more she couldn't breathe.

It was in the horror of this vicious circle that Long Ya, who was supposed to wake up because of a nightmare, finally saw Shen Yu's villa.

Different from the scene seen in reality during the day, there is no gate guard house or villa area in the place directly opposite the path in the dream, only the lonely villa diagonally opposite the intersection, Villa 3!

After seeing this villa, Long Ya only felt a chill in her heart, and that dull and depressing feeling dissipated. As if she would be awakened by this nightmare at any moment, she also settled down again.

Her steps were brisk, and the feeling of being grabbed by an invisible ghost hand was gone.

When she approached the villa, she was sure that the décor, the furnishings, and the old lacquer on the molted lacquer on the door, were exactly what she had seen in Villa No. 3 during the day.

Long Ya gently pushed open the door of Villa No. 3, perhaps because it was in a dream, she didn't hear any sound, she could only see the black paint on the iron door falling as she pushed it, like ashes scattered after a fire.

Villa No. 3 was also dark, but after Long Ya pushed the iron door open, the owner of the villa seemed to hear her voice, and the first floor was lit up with a dim light.

The light was like the glow of a candle, dim enough to illuminate only a meter from the side of the villa. Within the reach of the light, Long Ya could see black and white photographs of the surrounding area scattered around the wall, some of them complete, while others seemed to have just been rescued from the fire and were burned incompletely.

The people in the photo are either crying or numb, and there is no trace of life in their eyes.

A gust of wind swept by, and the photographs were swept up by the wind, entangled with each other and danced in the air, flying towards the main entrance to the villa.

At this time, the main entrance of the villa also slowly opened.

Long Ya stepped into the main entrance, and the furnishings of the living room and dining room were exactly the same as what she had seen during the day. However, her eyes were drawn to the candles that were gradually lighting up on the stairs leading to the second floor.

She knew that the light of the candle was guiding her upstairs.

The staircase walkway is littered with unrecognizable black-and-white photographs, stacked on top of each other like useless garbage.

In the dream, without the annoying Shen Warriors, he was not allowed to go upstairs, and she had a trace of joy in her heart, maybe she could find the ulterior things of the Shen Warriors upstairs, and then taunt him fiercely the next time she saw him.

However, when she reached the second floor, the candles continued to spread up the stairs in two rows, all the way to the unknown darkness of the third floor.