When I go home to sleep, I make a habit before going to bed that I like to look at my phone for fear of missing text messages and calls.

When I looked at my phone tonight, I found that QQ had a message, and I clicked on it to see that it was the fourth person.

It's been a few days, and he hasn't spoken to me, and he didn't reply to me coldly, which surprised me, and the message was also very strange.

The reply was: "! ”

I asked him before what the hell was going on? He replied to this, looking at the feeling that the donkey's lips were not in the horse's mouth. I know that the fourth person will not reply blindly for no reason, there must be something in this sentence in English.

Literally, it means good luck, but there are also sayings like taking care, such as when someone goes on an adventure or does something dangerous, his friend will say it!

Am I summing it up that the fourth person is warning me that there is some danger? Do you want me to do it myself? But I don't have any enemies, especially since Brother Sha is dead, and the case is closed, the only possibility is that the fourth person will have the idea of revenge.

But I don't believe that he will attack me, because all along, he has been protecting me in a different way, and he wants me to die, as long as I leave it alone.

I pondered it, and I held on to this thought, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

I slept comfortably at home, but suddenly, a phrase came to my ear, "What's your name?" How old is it? ”

I didn't care when I was asleep, maybe because the reflex arc was long when people slept, so it took a few seconds before I opened my eyes suddenly.

It was hoarse, but clear, and it was obvious that someone was next to me. It's not the rhythm of a ghost press or a nightmare, I can move and wake up from my dreams.

I looked around in horror and saw a man in black standing at the door of the bedroom.

He wears a big trench coat, not very tall, estimated to be about 1.7 meters, with fluffy hair, I can still see in the dim light, his face is full of folds, just this dress, it is easy to remind people of Einstein.

But he has more characteristics than Einstein, and his face is smeared with red Daozi, and his face is particularly hideous.

I still don't understand, someone came in my house, and he dared to talk to me in the middle of the night, he was definitely not a thief, but a killer.

I don't have a weapon next to my hand, but there is an electric baton hidden in the bedside table, and I don't talk nonsense with him, I twist my body violently and touch it on the bedside table, as long as I can get the electric baton in my hand, I don't believe that Tutu will not kill him!

This man in black is not stupid, he also acted when he saw me move, he swooped over, this speed was terrifying, and he came to me in the blink of an eye. He reached out and grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up with force.

How does this feel? I almost can't believe it, how can he have so much strength? Such a small man, but he hides such amazing power, especially the hand that picks at me, like an iron pliers.

He lifted me up and strode backwards, pushing me all the way to the wall. And he knew that he was short, and he deliberately stood on a chair and lifted me off the ground.

My head was starved of oxygen for a while, and my eyes were dizzy, but I could actually resist, even if I kicked him twice.

If only ordinary people would have done this, but I didn't dare, my heart was like a mirror, we were not on the same level at all, I wanted to shamelessly mess with him, don't make him angry. When I kick him twice, he must not come back by kicking me ten times to make up for it?

Not only did I not move, but I also endured this feeling of suffocation and waved my hand at him, which meant that I would not move and have something to say.

He snorted and let me go, but his hand never left my neck.

I was strangled and coughed, and he half-crouched in his chair again, leaned his face over, and stared at me coldly.

Our faces were so close together that I could feel his snort on my face, and he smelled so weird, full of a fishy smell, which reminded me of the smell of blood.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he emphatically said, "Answer the question!" ”

I knew what he said just now, I didn't dare to delay, and there was nothing secret about it, I told him that my name is Li Feng and I am 25 years old this year.

The man in black bared his eerie teeth and smiled, and he had a quirk that rolled his eyes inadvertently.

His eyeballs are so special, although they roll their eyes at the same time, the rhythm of these two eyeballs can be different, the left eye rolls fast, and the right eye rolls slowly.

This looks very strange and cautious, and it makes my heart tugg, but his weirdness also makes me faintly think of one thing.

I heard Duchenne say that the highest level of a soldier who plays with a gun is a sniper, and for those ace snipers, they don't need to look at the sight, their eyes can look in one direction independently like a chameleon, that is, their right eye will stare at the scope, and the left eye can turn around to observe every move around them.

This man in black has this characteristic in his eyes, and I suddenly feel that his attainments in marksmanship must be not shallow.

The man in black laughed for a long time, and I wondered what he was laughing at, and it wasn't until the laughter was almost annoying me that he spoke, "Originally, I put up with it for the sake of my friend's face, but you deceived people too much, and killed my brother!" Twenty years ago, there were few people in this world who could help me, and now that I'm old, it doesn't mean that I can't do it. Li Feng, no matter whose face you see this time, you have to die, but I will give you a discount, you are the last person to die, hurry up and enjoy! ”

I was confused by what he said, but I didn't dare to ask deeply, and he had no interest in continuing, so he pushed me to a corner with a sharp force, and turned around and walked out. And when he walked to the bedside, he deliberately picked up my phone and looked at it.

I found that I was as motionless as if I had been immobilized, and I was convincing myself to go over and have a look, but his aura was so great that I didn't even have the courage to do so.

It wasn't until he left my house and slammed the door shut that I went limped and sat down on the floor.

There was no shortage of oxygen in the room, but I was still gasping for air. I thought of a person, that is, the old janitor I met when Duchenne and I were wearing bomb panties to break into the casino, he was wearing a mask and a big cotton jacket because of the cold, I didn't pay much attention to his appearance at the time, but after contacting the front and back, I could feel that the man in black was him tonight. And nine times out of ten, this man in black is really a gunshot.

What is this concept? Duchenne and I rushed to the casino, but we caught the wrong person, and the brother was not a gun brake at all, but a real gun brake was actually guarding the casino.

I have an urge to ask myself, and I also have the idea of pumping my mouth, and my heart says that we are two hundred and five, why didn't I think that the old janitor had a problem? It's good now, the three brothers died strangely in the detention center, and our second detective team carried this black cauldron.

I remember him saying that I was the last to die, so on the other hand, who would die first? I think of Liu Qianshou and Duchenne.

I couldn't even get up, so I crawled to the edge of the bed and grabbed my phone to call them. Fortunately, they both answered the phone, and when I finished speaking, they were both stunned, and they both said that I should wait at home, and they would come over immediately.

It's not that I don't have the spirit of an old man, but my heart is very messy and tired, and I don't care about my image or anything, so I still sit on the ground by the bed, light a cigarette and smoke to suppress the shock.

Duchenne was the first to arrive, knocking on the door so vigorously that he seemed so anxious that he didn't even bother to disturb the people, and shouted my name.

As soon as I opened the door, he hugged me and told me not to be afraid.

I understand that his embrace was a brotherly comfort, but the problem was that I hadn't broken down to that extent. I handed him a cigarette, and we sat down in the living room and chatted casually.

After that, Liu Qianshou also rushed over, and I was chatting with Du Xing, but when he came, the topic changed, and he understood the greasy here, and I had to ask what was going on.

But Liu Qianshou avoided my questions, didn't say anything more to us, and took out his mobile phone to chat about QQ.

At first glance, his approach will be misleading, especially when he talks about QQ and doesn't show it to the two of us, but I can guess that he must be communicating with the fourth person.

I suddenly had an idea, didn't the fourth person disrupt our case before? He may have done the right thing, and he must have known that the real gun brake was not caught, and if we pressed the gun brake for the murder of a gambler, would we die more? Especially that gambler is still a second-rate man, both a thousand and a bandit who can't afford to lose.

But now it's so useless, the gun brake is almost being forced to be urgent, what we have to do next is how to stabilize the gun brake and prevent him from killing people indiscriminately, as for whether to arrest him or not, I don't care, it depends on Liu Qianshou's meaning.

After a while, Liu Qianshou finished chatting, he sighed and curled up in the sofa. I said in my heart, what did he do after talking? Tell us about it, too.

I was about to ask, my phone rang, but this time it wasn't a QQ message, but a text message prompt sound.

I thought that this text message was also sent by the fourth person, so I hurriedly opened it to see what he would say to me after chatting with Liu Qianshou.

But this is an unfamiliar number, and the content of the text message is also very strange, "Around two o'clock in the night, two people!" ”

What do I say in my heart, two points are not two points, two people are not two? Which brother can't sleep in the middle of the night and messes harassing text messages to play? I'm so anxious now that I wanted to ignore it and just turn off the text message.

But at this time, I suddenly had an idea, and when the gun was gone, I deliberately glanced at my mobile phone, could it be that this text message was sent by him? Going deeper, he was clearly reminding me that he would kill two people at two o'clock tonight?

I hurriedly looked at the time, it was just past midnight, which means that there were still two hours to go. I also showed this text message to Liu Qianshou and Du Xing, and even told my own guess.

They also think I'm right, but the question is, who will these two people be? Where will the killing be placed?