The sun shone on the senior's face through the unclosed window, and he couldn't stand the strong light, and the senior twisted his body to avoid the light, but there was a strange feeling on his body.

It's like having a professional massage after being overtired, and the whole body is comfortable for a while, but the body can still feel tired.

Full of conflicting feelings.

The senior sat up, moved his body for a moment, and carefully recalled what happened to him last night, especially the two hours that disappeared.

It's just that I can't think of a reason.

In the afternoon, according to the agreement, the senior took Lu Renjia and Wu Mingshi to Zhou Zhihan's house.

Soon, the three of them came to their destination, and when they saw the villa with a pool and garden, they finally had an idea, but they were all young people, and there was no idea of becoming inflammatory.

Only Lu Renjia muttered in a low voice: "I don't know if I have a boyfriend." He was also glared at by the senior.

Explaining the intention, a few people were able to enter, but what people didn't expect was that the current visitors, in addition to them, also had several policemen.

Zhou Zhihan, who I saw last night, was still wearing that long white dress, sitting on the grass and concentrating on painting, without the slightest reaction to the people around her.

The faint sunlight shone on her body, and she looked like a princess in a fairy tale.

But her paintings are very inconsistent with all this, and the paintings with large blocks of black and red are not finished, but they still give people a depressing feeling.

Li Xiaoling glanced at the senior and the others, nodded to the leading policeman, and walked in front of the seniors and the others: "Hello, I am Zhou Zhihan's mother, and you are her friends?" ”

The senior nodded, his face full of ignorance.

Li Xiaoling glanced at everyone: "Then were you together last night?" ”

The senior nodded again, then shook his head again, and told the story of last night.

When he finished speaking, a policeman didn't know when he came over: "Hello, I am the captain of the Lantian District Criminal Police Team, my name is Wang Quan, you were with Zhou Zhihan last night, right, is there anything unusual about her?" ”

"Anomaly?" Looking at Zhou Zhihan, there seemed to be no problem except that he was painting and ignoring people.

The senior shook his head: "No, we talked for a long time last night." ”

Li Xiaoling and Wang Quan glanced at each other, and the expressions on their faces became a little strange.

The senior listened to their conversation, but his eyes were on Zhou Zhihan, wanting to see something.

At this time, Wang Quan had already spoken: "Can you show me your phone?" ”

"My call record with Zhou Zhihan, right?" The senior asked and took out his mobile phone, and his face became a little anxious after looking for it: "The information between me and Zhou Zhihan is gone, we really chatted, otherwise I wouldn't know that she lives here." ”

Wang Quan took his mobile phone and checked: "According to the surveillance, Zhou Zhihan has been painting on the lawn since he came back, and he has not touched his mobile phone during this period." ”

"Huh?"

Not to mention the seniors, everyone else also looked at each other.

After discussing with Li Xiaoling in a whisper, Wang Quan brought a few people to Zhou Zhihan, took a painting from another policeman, and put it in front of several people.

This is a figure painting, the color is very bold, and the large area of bright color is oppressive.

The girl in the picture has her head resting on the bathtub, which is parallel to the bathtub. Her body was completely submerged in the bathtub, with only a pale arm resting on the edge of the tub.

The water in the bathtub was all blinding red, and the girl's body could not be seen at all.

The whole painting has a very strange feeling, and the senior tries to imagine the girl's movements, and comes to a frightening conclusion, that the girl's head and body can only be in this position if they are separated again.

After waiting for half a minute, Wang Quan cleared his throat and attracted everyone's attention: "At 7 o'clock this morning, we received a report that a girl was killed in the bathroom at home, and her entire head was cut off and placed on the bathtub platform. The bathtub was full of cooled boiling water, and the time of death was presumed to be around 4 a.m. ”

After speaking, Wang Quan waved his hand, and another painting was taken out, this time Wang Quan did not give everyone time to observe, and said directly: "Also at 9 o'clock this morning, we received another report, a man was killed at home, the means were Ling Chi, and the time of death is speculated to be around 8 o'clock in the morning. As for the situation at that time...... ”

Looking along the fingers of Wang Quan, the man in the picture is tightly bound by a fishing net, and the flesh on his body is squeezed out of the holes in the fishing net, and these raised flesh have all been cut off, leaving only bloody mouths the size of copper coins.

"The deceased is a man and a woman who are in love, and they have no relationship with Zhou Zhihan, and through surveillance, Zhou Zhihan has no time to commit the crime." Wang Quan rubbed his temples: "You have also seen that Zhou Zhihan doesn't pay attention to people at all now, if she forcibly pulls it away, she will fight and make trouble like crazy, and more importantly, she is now painting the third painting." ”

After a moment of silence, the senior moved his gaze to the drawing board in front of Zhou Zhihan: "What can we do?" ”

Wang Quan gave an appreciative look: "Although it's strange, I hope you can wake up Zhou Zhihan as a friend, and I will immediately arrange for someone to go to the branch campus of Lantian College." Thank you for the leads. ”

The senior walked up to Zhou Zhihan and whispered to each other.

Lu Renjia was about to step forward, but was pulled by Wu Mingshi: "Don't go, it's right." ”

Glancing at Wu Mingshi, the senior was about to continue, but his eyes fell on the drawing board, the slightly old and inferior drawing board was incompatible with the surrounding high-end, he couldn't help but ask Li Xiaoling: "This drawing board is Zhou Zhihan's?" ”

Li Xiaoling shook her head: "No, I don't know where it came from, it may have been bought by Xiaohan." ”

The senior shook his head in denial: "And this drawing board is not new." ”

Wang Quan stepped forward to carefully observe the drawing board, and his face became serious: "Indeed, it is not new. ”

The board looks new, but if you look closely, it's full of scratches, and even though it's clean, you can still see the stains that go deep into the wood.

Wang Quan immediately ordered someone to investigate the origin of the drawing board, but the senior looked at Li Xiaoling very strangely: "Auntie, you should have a drawing board at home, why did Zhou Zhihan come back with the drawing board outside?" ”

"Sketchpad? We don't have one at home. ”

The senior was stunned: "There is no drawing board, doesn't Zhou Zhihan like to draw very much?" Also go to inspiration. ”

Li Xiaoling shook her head strangely: "Xiaohan can't draw, and she has never painted, so when I saw her like this, I called the police." ”

Dazed, still dazed.

The senior doesn't know what to say anymore, isn't what he saw last night Zhou Zhihan?

Wang Quan obviously also found out that something was wrong, and after some inquiry, he found that whether it was the meeting last night or the WeChat chat that didn't exist, except for the address and name, everything was fake.

No, not fake, but more like another person.

Only Wang Quan still insisted on the existence of a murderer, and other people, including Li Xiaoling, thought of an existence that did not exist in everyone's sight.

Wang Quan began to follow the clues to investigate, Li Xiaoling began to ask God for divination, but the senior and others went to a teahouse.

This is a strong request from seniors.

Before the tea was served, the senior spoke in silence: "I want to help Zhou Zhihan do something." ”