With Wu Sidong's thud to the goal, it seemed that the victory scales of the bet had been tilted towards him, but he never expected that Ling Fan would actually project a three-point shot in an instant, and when the crisp sound sounded, the three points were recorded under Ling Fan's account, and Wu Sidong's mouth was as wide as an egg, and a suspicious gaze was revealed from his eyes.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I got three points, three to two, I won, and now our bet can be fulfilled." Ling Fan looked at Wu Sidong's dejected expression and smiled.

"That...... Alas, forget it, who made me have eyes and not know Tarzan, I didn't even see that you were an outside shooter. Wu Sidong looked at Ling Fan helplessly, and then spread his hands: "It turns out that it was just an illusion that you showed that you were tired just now, and you even calculated this." ”

Ling Fan smiled: "Let's not talk about this, tell me the clues you know, I want to know what you are hiding from me." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Sidong finally raised his head and looked at Ling Fan and said, "Okay, although I didn't plan to tell the police about this matter, but now that I lost to you, I, Wu Sidong, am willing to gamble and lose!" Just as Wu Sidong was about to tell the story that he hadn't seen Liu Ziyang in the living room that night, a mobile phone ringtone rang rapidly from his pocket.

Wu Sidong hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket, couldn't help frowning, and then said embarrassedly to Ling Fan: "I'm sorry, I'm going to answer the phone first, and I'll tell you about it when I come back, please wait a moment." ”

"Okay, you get busy first, we have time." Ling Fan said with a smile.

But no matter how smart Ling Fan was, he didn't expect that this conversation would be the last conversation between him and Wu Sidong, if he had stopped Wu Sidong from calling or following him at that time, then this tragedy would not have happened, but it was precisely because of this incident that Ling Fan once again revealed the true identity of the mysterious murderous 'table fairy'.

Ling Fan picked up the basketball on the ground, looked at the boy on the phone in the willow forest from time to time, and saw that he didn't seem to be about to finish, so he played basketball in the basketball court.

The sound of a basketball hitting the ground couldn't help but fill Ling Fan's ears, and an illusion appeared in front of him, as if he saw a tall figure in a white shirt running in the basketball court, flashing, moving, and making a layup, and the movements were like flowing water in one go.

The dreamlike man in the white shirt turned around and looked at Ling Fan with great affection, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so familiar.

"Brother......" Ling Fan suddenly cried out, the hazy mist covered Ling Fan's eyes, and the basketball in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, rolling towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng walked over with a grin, bent over to pick up the basketball, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Afan, why are you still so crying, do you want to have another game with your brother?" ”

An extremely confident expression appeared on Ling Feng's face, as if no one in this world could beat him at all, but there was a love for Ling Fan's family in his self-confidence.

Ling Fan's face was full of joy, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said unconvinced: "Where do I have a crying nose, you are wrong, I am crying!" ”

"Haha, do you still sweat in your eyes? Afan, you're really special. Ling Feng said with a smile.

"Hmph, don't tell my brother, aren't you going to come to the game with me? I'm going to beat you this time! Ling Fan looked at the hazy white figure in front of him and said, as if he didn't realize that what he was seeing was just an illusion.

Ling Feng still had a smile on his face, he grabbed the basketball with one hand, and said, "Afan, then let's have a game." With that, Ling Feng threw the basketball in his hand to Ling Fan.

"Okay, brother, I won't be the same as ......before" Ling Fan looked at Ling Feng with a smile and said, but he felt a strange feeling at the bottom of his hand, only to feel a sticky thing flowing from the basketball in his hand, and the basketball in his hand seemed to ......

Ling Fan was suspicious and hurriedly looked down at the basketball in his hand, this look almost didn't surprise his heart, where was the basketball in his hand, but a human head, a human head with five finger holes on the top of his head, and the owner of the human head was Wu Sidong!

I saw Wu Sidong's head jumping in Ling Fan's hands, and then raised those two gray foam-like eyes to stare at Ling Fan, and said very strangely with two pieces of bloodless mouth: "I'm already dead!" I'm dead! You want to avenge me! Revenge! ”

"Ah————h

Ling Fan was so shocked that he immediately threw away the human head in his hand, and when he looked at Ling Feng after his emotions stabilized, he found that Ling Feng was long gone, and he was the only one standing on the basketball court empty, and the human head was already missing at this time, only one basketball was rolling on the ground.

It turned out that everything was just an illusion, Ling Fan sighed heavily, and then in an instant, that ominous premonition slashed towards Ling Fan like lightning, recalling the illusion just now, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

'It's not good, Wu Sidong, why hasn't he come back yet! It doesn't take that long to call! Ling Fan strongly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and ran desperately under his feet, running towards the place where Wu Sidong had just called.

The footsteps of the wild run stopped instantly, the two fists hanging on the sides of the body were clenched tightly, as if they were about to pinch and burst, the corners of the mouth were also gently twitching, and the eyes that were originally full of confidence were now frustrated and remorseful, and they stared at everything in front of them tightly, full of incomparable anger.

There was a person lying upside down in front of him, maybe he could call it a person before, but at this time he could only call it a corpse, and the owner of the corpse was none other than Wu Sidong.

Five evenly sized finger holes appeared on top of Wu Sidong's head, and the contents of his brain had been drained, just like the soldiers of the Yellow Emperor slaughtered by the Flood Desolation Monster Demon Mu Lu that Ling Fan saw in his dream, Wu Sidong's entire face had lost its shriveled like a skeleton, and the only difference between it and the skeleton was the thin layer of skin.

The two dry eyes like gray foam balls were staring at Ling Fan as if they were alive at this time, as if mocking Ling Fan's incompetence and fragility of life.

Ling Fan looked at the corpse in front of him and suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and the frustration that he had never felt before suddenly rose, "Calm down, I must stay calm!" Find out the truth of the matter! Ling Fan slapped his already dizzy cheeks with both hands, and then he called Chen Yuzhen and Tianyu, and told the two of them about the situation, and after everything was done, Ling Fan began to reconnoiter the scene.

The deceased was lying on his stomach and fell to the ground, looking at the scene situation, it may be that the murderer killed Wu Sidong from behind when he was not paying attention, and then Ling Fan observed on the ground again, what surprised him was that there were no footprints on the ground!

A murder without footprints!

Ling Fan couldn't believe what he was seeing, there was no trace of anyone else around the corpse except for Wu Sidong and his own footprints, what the hell was going on, could it really be that he was killed by a 'god' or a 'demon' thing?! Ling Fan shook his head, how could he, who had never believed in the chaotic power monster god, push the murderer to the ghost god! But what had happened so far made Ling Fan feel clueless.

Cell phone?! That's right, the phone!

Ling Fan suddenly remembered Wu Sidong's mobile phone, if it was right, the person who called him should be the murderer suspect, but when Ling Fan took out the mobile phone from Wu Sidong's mobile phone, he fell into loss again, because he found that Wu Sidong's mobile phone call record did not have a single call record, as if no one had ever called.

"Could it be ......" Ling Fan held the phone in front of him, carefully rummaging through any clues that could detect the caller.

The shrill sound of police cars sounded, and Chen Yuzhen and Tianyu led several grim criminal police officers to the scene, and soon the yellow isolation belt was pulled up.

"Ling Fan, what the hell is going on?! Why is someone dying again?! Chen Yuzhen's heroic face showed reproachful anger at this time.

Ling Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't know that this time the murderer actually killed someone right under my nose......"

In an instant, Ling Fan seemed to suddenly remember something, and stared at Tianyu with a pair of fierce expectant eyes: "Tianyu, you were in the apartment just now, did you find out who walked out of the apartment, or someone has been with you all the time?!" ”

Chu Tianyu was taken aback by Ling Fan's question, but quickly stabilized and recalled: "After you and Wu Sidong left, the people in the room sat on the sofa and watched TV programs, but it didn't take long for Shang Juntao's mobile phone to ring in his room, so he said sorry to us and went upstairs back to his room, and then never came down. Not long after Shang Juntao left, Liu Ziyang kept looking at the door of the apartment with some anxiety, as if she was worried about when, but when she found out that I was staring at her, she glared at me angrily, picked up her snack bag and walked out to the second floor, and then she never came down, and I sat in the living room watching TV until you called me. ”

"In this way, Shang Juntao, Liu Ziyang and Qiao Ling were not with you in the living room when Wu Sidong was killed!" Ling Fan held his chin and pondered, his two sword eyebrows condensed in thinking about something, and then he asked, "What about them now?" ”

"Now they are still in the apartment, in order to prevent accidents, I asked the two policemen at the door to summon the three people who were in their room on the second floor to the living room, and closely monitor the movements of the three people."