Bai Xiaohan walked in from outside the door with a tired face, "I've been so busy lately, I can't bother to come to see you." ”

The alienation and coldness of the last hurried meeting seemed to be gone, and Star Swirl smiled and said, "What are you up to?" ”

"A case of a missing girl." Bai Xiaohan sat down on the sofa in the living room and rubbed his swollen temples with his index finger.

"Girl? Missing? What's the situation? Lu Jingfan immediately came to his senses, and seemed to have made up a lot of plots in his mind.

"I received a report from the girl's father four days ago, and so far no useful clues have been found," Bai Xiaohan replied, "It is strange to say that after the girl's disappearance, her family did not receive any blackmail calls or letters." ”

"It's not just a kidnapping?" Star Swirl was curious.

Bai Xiaohan nodded and said: "The girl comes from an ordinary working family, and she usually doesn't behave out of line, we have investigated all her interpersonal relationships, and we have found no suspicions for the time being." ”

Lu Jingfan "cut" and said disapprerovingly: "Maybe it's because I can't stand the pressure of my studies and ran away from home?" ”

"I hope so," Bai Xiaohan asked, looking around the room, "Isn't Mr. X here?" ”

"Clotho is in trouble with him." Lu Jingfan replied.

Bai Xiaohan's brows furrowed slightly, she got up from the sofa and stroked the folds on the cushions with her hand, "What are you still doing here?" ”

Lu Jingfan smiled shamelessly: "Since Xiao Hanhan is back, don't blame me for leaving you." ”

Star Swirl replied with a non-smiling smile, "You're good to go." ”

Lu Jingfan snorted coldly and strode towards the door, but Bai Xiaohan glanced back at Star Swirl meaningfully.

Star Swirl smiled at her, "I'll tell you when Mr. X comes back." ”

Bai Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded lightly.

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Late in the night, the moonlight shrouded Star Swirl's face like a mist of hazy tulle. Sleepiness hit, and she hugged the pillow and gradually fell into a dream.

In the dream, a cluster of blooming flowers appeared, white and red flowers flickering alternately, and withered petals slowly rotting in the dirt.

An eerie-looking moth slid through the flowers, through the dark green leaves, and towards the stream among the flowers.

A lonely river flows in a desolate corner, and the water is so green that it makes people's hearts feel sick. It wasn't the green of natural blue water, but a cloudy green full of aquatic plants, and it was hard to see what was in the river.

Star Swirl still seemed to be able to smell the smell of decay permeating the river, enveloping her along with the morning mist. She suddenly felt a wave of nausea.

Just when she couldn't stand it and was about to leave, the strange moth reappeared, fluttering in the green weeds, landing on a dark red object, and not moving.

Star Swirl crouches down in the grass and finds a red shoe lying quietly in the dirt.

Women's shoes, flat soles, with a thin buckle attached.

These girly shoes should look great on young girls' feet.

The red shoes, with some black stains, stand out on the green riverbank. On the murky surface of the river, a mist continues to drift.

This blood-red women's shoe, which slender jade foot was it once worn? So where exactly did her master go?

The strange moth flew back up, flapping its wings toward Star Swirl's face, and with a palpitation, she woke up from her dream.

With a starry ceiling in front of her and the faint morning light shining through the gaps in the curtains, Star Swirl let out a long breath and reached out to touch the thin layer of cold sweat behind her back.

This dream gave her a bad premonition, and sure enough, she heard a conversation from the living room at this time:

"The body of the missing girl was found, by the river on the outskirts of the city."

"By the river?" Star Swirl's eyebrows jumped, and she quickly rolled out of bed and pushed open the bedroom door.

Seeing the girl who was barefoot and had a handful of dull hair on her head suddenly appeared, the two people in the living room were stunned.

"I woke up pretty early today." Mr. X curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

Without bothering to ask him when he would be back last night, Star Swirl turned to Bai Xiaohan and asked eagerly, "Is there a red shoe by the river?" ”

Bai Xiaohan had an unbelievable look on his face: "How do you know?" ”

"Dreaming again?" Mr. X reached out and touched Star Swirl's soft bun, a move that fell into Bai Xiaohan's eyes, causing her to be stunned for a moment.

"yes," Star Swirl gestured as she sat down next to Mr. X, holding out her hand, "Just now, I dreamed of a green river, and in the grass by the river there was a red flat, the kind with a buckle. ”

Bai Xiaohan glanced at Mr. X, and asked at the same time, "Did you dream of anything else?" ”

"A misshapen moth," Star Swirl recalled, "nothing else. ”

"'Moths to the Fire' is the guy's pen name." Bai Xiaohan said.

"Who? Do you mean the missing girl? ”

"No," Bai Xiaohan shook his head, "It's the only suspect at the moment, the pen name of an online writer, and his real name is Han Dongzhi." ”

"The network... Writer? Star Swirl's eyes widened with curiosity, and a gleam suddenly flashed in her eyes, "What's going on?" ”

"We investigated the online records of the missing girl, and it shows that she was recently reading an Internet called 'Prophetic Dream', and the heroine's name is exactly the same as hers, and they are all called 'Kirin'."

"What exactly is written?" Mr. X asked.

"The cool text of the urban ability, the story is nothing special. There is only one thing that catches our attention, and that is - the author repeatedly emphasizes that Kirishin is the hero's fateful companion. And this is written in the first person. ”

"So did the writer and the missing girl know each other in reality?" Star Swirl asks.

"I asked the girl's family and said she didn't know the person."

"It sounds like the investigation has entered a bottleneck. Need my help? Star Swirl volunteered.

Bai Xiaohan glanced at her gratefully, and then looked at Mr. X: "What do you think?" ”

"Since it appeared in a dream, maybe it will become a clue, let's go investigate together."

With Mr. X's approval, Star Swirl follows Bai Xiaohan out of the house. This time, instead of carrying her on a heavy locomotive, she walked to a café near the apartment.

"I asked the writer's classmates to meet here." Bai Xiaohan said to Star Swirl, and instead of sitting at the same table, the two of them chose two back-to-back positions.

About a quarter of an hour later, a man in a light beige cotton and linen shirt walked in. The face that looks very young has a sense of stability beyond his age, probably because of his three-seven hairstyle.