When I saw that the text message made it conditional on sleeping with him, my heart suddenly jumped, and I was stunned for a moment, but soon I felt that the other party seemed to be joking and making fun of me.

So I immediately sent him another text message: Who the hell are you, don't joke about this kind of thing, if there are no real and useful clues to report, it's better not to waste my time, otherwise we will find out your identity and hold you accountable for obstructing official business.

However, the other party quickly replied to me: Officer Chen, the way you speak is really majestic, and it makes people afraid. But I just like you like this, and it's a little shy to imagine that you are domineering and crushing me under you.

Seeing this, I was already a little awkward, and I felt a chill down my spine, and a perverted emotion immediately rose in my heart, I really don't know how I was targeted by a pervert again.

But soon I wondered in my heart, why must I say that it is perverted? If this person who contacted me was not a man, but a big beauty, then what else was perverted? If that's the case, it's not so awkward.

Thinking of this, my face is also slightly red, but I am not the kind of person who has no bottom line, but if the other party can really provide us with enough clues to solve the case, I will have to sacrifice 'beauty' for justice......

Just thinking about it, Jin Ze on the side had already noticed that there was a situation on my side, so he immediately opened his mouth and asked me, "Chen Mu, what's wrong, is there any news?" ”

So I told me about the person who texted me inexplicably, he frowned, and then asked me to continue to contact him, because no matter who the other party is, one thing is more obvious, that is, he knows a lot about the current movements of our police and the case. Therefore, if the other party is not our own police, then they may really have some clues about the case.

So I went ahead and sent him a message: I don't want to waste any time on you, if you really have a clue, just get straight to the point, how can you be willing to share it.

Soon the other party replied to me: Okay, then meet at 207 in Parkson Garden. Officer Chen, remember that I only want to see you alone, and if I let me know that you have other police officers with you, I will not give any information, and you will not see me. Don't blame me for acting erratically, it's not like the more cops you come, the safer you are. I may be targeted by the murderer now, and I have to think about my own safety, so don't hurt me.

After reading this text message from the other party, especially the last half, I suddenly believed him a little bit again, this is a kind of intuition, and my intuition tells me that maybe this person can really help us solve the case.

So we immediately made a simple deployment, of course, we won't let me really meet this person alone, the risk is too great, after all, we don't make sure that the other party is not a trust. But personally, I don't really feel too much nervousness and fear, because as the case deepens, first of all, I am already bolder, and secondly, the murderer has the opportunity to contact me at any time, and there is no need for him to lure me to meet him by taking off his pants and farting like this.

Then I set off, ostensibly I was really alone to meet the informant, but in fact, the plainclothes had quietly been deployed in advance.

I didn't drive a police car, but took a taxi, which might be more realistic, and when I got to the door of 207 in Parkson Garden, I knocked on the door, but no one opened the door for half a minute.

So I subconsciously put my eyes on the cat's eye and looked inside, and when I just put my eyes on the cat's eye, I was startled, and I suddenly felt a chill down my spine, and at this moment I felt like I was caught in a terrible and treacherous conspiracy.

There is a problem with this cat's eye, ordinary cat's eye looks inside from the outside, it is not clear to see things, only vague points, but at this moment I can see so clearly, I can see the situation in the room at all, so abrupt, it is like a dream, how can I not be frightened.

But soon I reacted, it should be this cat's eye deliberately dressed upside down, you can't see the outside from the inside of the door, but you can see the inside of the door from the outside.

It's really weird, it's hard for me to imagine why a family would wear cat's eyes upside down, and what does that mean? Could it be that there is some perverted hobby that likes to give others a voyeur of his daily life?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at it, because I felt that there might be someone peeking behind me at this time.

But I didn't see anyone, so I took out my phone and sent a message to the informant: Where the hell are you, I'm at your door, why no one opened the door.

Soon the other party replied to me: Aren't you able to see inside, I'm in the house, can't you see me?

When I saw him say this, I was startled, and then I kind of understood why this cat's eye was dressed in reverse, didn't it deliberately leave it for me to see?

So I had the courage to put my eyes on the cat's eye again and look inside, but at first glance I didn't see anyone in the living room.

What made me even more creepy was that I saw offerings such as fruit offerings and rice on the table in the living room, as well as a black-and-white posthumous photo.

The person in this posthumous photo is a woman, strangely good-looking, and quite young, I don't know why she died. I didn't know this woman, but somehow, it always felt like I had seen it somewhere.

And when I saw this posthumous portrait, I felt a little drumming in my heart, to be honest, the big night was really a bit infiltrating, especially when I thought of the text message this person sent me, asking me if I didn't see her, which made me feel more and more hairy.

But I quickly solidified my emotions, and I wondered if the other person might be trying to scare me or something.

I was about to withdraw my gaze, but just as I was about to retract my head, I suddenly saw a figure, a white figure.

I saw a person curled up in the corner of the room, her back to me, it looked like a woman, she was wearing a white cotton suit, curled up in the corner, looking scared.

So I immediately realized that this informant might be her, so I hurriedly sent her a message: I see you, you come and open the door.

However, the other party quickly replied: Since you came and came in directly, don't you even have the ability to come in directly?

During this time, I kept my eyes on the person in the room, trying to see if she was texting me, but since she was completely facing away from me, I couldn't tell if it was her.

And I understood what she meant, she meant to tell me to open the door by myself, although I thought her condition was very inexplicable, so I felt meaningless, but I quickly thought that maybe she had lost the ability to walk or something, so I took out a magnetic card, and then tried to open the door with the door opening skills I learned from the fat man, and I didn't think that I would really open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I quietly held the gun on my waist in one hand, and immediately walked straight to the man huddled in the corner.

Soon I was behind her, but she didn't move.

So I said to her, "Did you text me?" ”

Still didn't respond to me, so I crept closer to her and touched her body with my foot.

And at this moment, her body suddenly split, and her head suddenly rolled off her neck, so caught off guard, I couldn't help but take a step back.

But soon I found out that it was a fake human head, a volleyball with a wig on it. I soon realized that the curled up body was nothing more than a ball of newspaper stuffed into a cotton coat.

It turned out to be a dummy, and because of this behavior, I immediately concluded that there was more and more something wrong with this reporter, otherwise how could he do so many godly things to scare me?

So I immediately took out my phone and prepared to send a message to the other party: I'm running out of patience, I'll give you one last chance, whether you want to meet or not.

And when I had just edited this text message, before I could press the button to send it, my phone suddenly rang.

Or is it the message from this informant: Why did you run out of patience so quickly? See, of course I'll see you, for I'm right in front of you.

At first, I thought that the other party was pretending to be a ghost or something, but suddenly my whole body became creepy.

Grass, I haven't sent a text message yet, why did she send me this text back?

There was only one reason, she was standing beside me out of sight, peeking at my every move, watching the text messages I edited but didn't send......