Are you trying to tell me that you are real? Jiuya looked at the phone with a magnifying glass, it was indeed Fuchen's mobile phone, and the call records in the mobile phone were indeed the same as the phone calls she had made to Fuchen before.

Jiuya was confused, she slept for a day and a night, but she slept in vain, and she hadn't been able to tell who was true and who was fake.

'Unscrew the cap'

Fuchen wrote words on the bottle again, and after Jiuya saw it clearly, she hesitated.

The inside of the house is indeed clean and unusual, not like the floating dust can be cleaned out, but why should the fake floating dust be pretended to be floating dust? So how can we be sure that this floating dust is real?

When Jiuya frowned and thought, Fu Shen wrote 'Trust Me' on the bottle again

"Let me ask you another question, do you know who is impersonating you?"

'Cheng Zhifei'

Jiuya was even more confused when she saw the three words written by Fuchen, and continued to ask, "Isn't he dead?"

'Fake death'

"What?" When Jiuya saw the word "death", she immediately worried about Liang Sheng, if the dust in the bottle was true, then Cheng Zhifei must be with Liang Sheng at this moment.

"The 209 black car kidnapping case has been successfully solved, and the victim Guan has been successfully rescued, let's connect with the reporter Hao Fan in front." The TV suddenly turned on itself, and it was really the news of Liang Sheng's rescue.

"When we learned that the case was solved, we came to the place where the victim was detained, and you can see the desolate demolition ruins, and when Guan was rescued, he was in the basement under my feet......"

The news was still playing, but Jiuya had no intention of listening to Hao Fanjiang anymore, so she called Guan Ling directly.

"Was Liang Sheng really rescued?"

"Well, the case has been closed, I won't tell you about it, and now the news is all over the world about this, you can see for yourself, it's time for Lao Han to change the dressing, I'll hang up first." Guan Ling hung up the phone without saying a few words.

Jiuya had to wait for Hao Fan to finish filming the detention place, transfer place, and accident place, and finally wait for the case sorting process.

"On the evening of February 9, the victim Guan returned from Sanya, a fake taxi with the number XX233, drank the water with sleeping pills handed to her by the driver, and then fell into a coma, and was taken by the driver to the basement of the demolition ruins in the XX community and the southern district......"

Jiuya was watching the TV seriously, completely forgetting that the floating dust on the side was still in the bottle, and the floating dust made a noise before Jiuya's attention returned to the bottle.

'If you don't let me out, he'll come back'

Jiuya saw the newly written words in the dust, and replied directly, "Wait a minute, I'll see how Liangsheng was lost." ”

"Heaven is a good reincarnation, who is spared by the sky, I wanted to kidnap hostages and create an accident to force the developer to stop the driver, but he had a car accident when he went out to purchase and was burned alive, which provided clues to the police and found the victim Guan Mou......"

"That's all said and done, I ...... I haven't understood it yet, and what does it have to do with the demolition of the house? Jiuya watched it for a long time and didn't read it, she didn't understand what Hao Fan had reported.

In the end, after Hao Fan finished speaking, women should always pay attention to safety and beware of strangers, and after waiting for the messy appeal, the TV turned off again.

"I'm sorry, I forgot about you again." As soon as the TV screen went black, Jiuya hurriedly apologized to Fuchen, and was about to grab the bottle and throw it on the ground to release Fuchen out.

'Nope'

Jiuya picked up the bottle, but found that Fuchen had written a big word to stop herself.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to break it and save people? Why not today? ”

'Unscrew the cap'

"Floating dust, girls don't have the strength, can't unscrew the cap, I feel faster and more reliable." Jiuya tried to screw it, but the cap was like it was welded to death, and it didn't move at all, and it couldn't be unscrewed.

'Broken bottles, I'm dead'

"Then you made me fall yesterday! How much do you hate Cheng Zhifei and everyone...... Wait a minute...... Yesterday's floating dust is Cheng Zhifei! He wants me to fall you to death! Only then did Jiuya react, she actually believed it yesterday, and the floating dust lying on the ground was true.

The real floating dust, how can you want to kill everyone, now that the bottles are gone, there is only one floating dust left, is it ......

Jiuya thought of the bad result, and hurriedly put the bottle mouth under the hot water outlet of the water dispenser, and scalded the bottle cap with hot water.

Still didn't unscrew it, Jiuya used a knife to pry the edge of the bottle cap, like opening a can, tossing for a long time, and the floating dust in the bottle was thrown out by Jiuya, but fortunately, the bottle cap was finally opened.

After the cap was opened, the dust in the bottle disappeared out of thin air, and no matter how Jiuya shook or poured the bottle, there was nothing left in the bottle.

After about half a minute, there was a sudden muffled sound at the window behind Jiuya, as if something had fallen from the sky.

Jiuya turned her head and saw that she was lying on the ground with vomit and embarrassment.

"That...... I didn't expect the cap to be so hard to open, I'm sorry. Jiuya was a little embarrassed and apologized to Fuchen.

Fuchen waved his hand and said it was okay, got up from the ground, and walked to his room.

Fuchen returned to the room and closed the door, and Jiuya saw that Fuchen had something left on the ground, which was a small cuboid black box, like a small coffin.

Jiuya felt familiar, reached out to pick it up, the door of the floating dust suddenly opened, the floating dust shirt button had been unbuttoned, and the thick chest loomed, probably before she could change clothes, she found that the box was missing, and hurriedly came out to find it.

"Give it to me." Fuchen saw Jiuya pick up the box and reached out to ask Jiuya for it.

"Oh." Jiuya handed the box to Fuchen, and suddenly found that Fuchen had a wound on his chest.

The wound seemed to have been punctured by a sharp corner, and there were seven or eight such wounds, and Jiuya's hand holding the box trembled, revealing the wound that he had discovered, floating dust.

"I didn't pay attention to it." Fuchen put away the box, tugged at his clothes, and tried to explain to Jiuya.

"Oh, don't you still have to change your clothes? Go for it. Jiuya tried her best to pretend that I believed it, and wanted to trick the person in front of her to change her clothes, so that she could lock the door and delay the time.

"Alas, your sixth sense is terrifying, why do you know everything?" Fake Fuchen sighed, took out a small electric baton from his pocket, and pressed the switch in front of Jiuya.

"Hehe, let's have something to say, I have no grievances with you, you use an electric baton, don't you." Jiuya looked at the electric current flashing between the electric batons, and then realized that the other party was really coming.

"Pick it up! Pick it up! Answer the phone! At this time, Jiuya's mobile phone suddenly rang again, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Turn on the amplification, pick it up!" Cheng Zhifei pressed the electric baton switch again as he spoke, and the current flashed by.

Jiuya, who was frightened, trembled, could only do so and picked up the phone.

"Hey......" Jiuya deliberately spoke with a little fear and trembling, just begging that no matter who the caller was, it would be best to hear it.

"It's not me who woke you up, I'm here at the master now, there's a bottle on the counter, don't touch it, I'm going to teach him a lesson, so I didn't bring him with me."

There was a sound of floating dust on the mobile phone, and Jiuya wanted to die, even if this call came ten minutes earlier, her situation would not be so embarrassing now.

Before Jiuya could think about how to reply, Cheng Zhifei had already spoken, "Who do you say you want to teach a lesson?" ”

"Know? Jiuya, did you touch the bottle? When Fuchen heard Cheng Zhifei's voice, he immediately became alert.