"What's in your hand!"

Seeing Liu Tingyu coming out of the room, Xiao Zhao hurriedly took the evidence bag in her hand, opened it with curiosity, and couldn't help but admire: "How do you know that this is the shoe that the deceased wore when he was killed?" ”

"There are traces of the deceased's blood on it, take it to Lao Cai for testing!"

Liu Tingyu rubbed her temples, and she didn't intend to tell Xiao Zhao those strange feelings, just treat it as the policeman's intuition and a woman's sixth sense.

"I feel like your complexion is really bad, why don't I accompany you to the hospital!"

Liu Tingyu slowly looked back at Xiao Zhao's strange eyes, and said casually: "I'm just a little tired, I'll go home first!" ”

"Do you want me to take you home?" Xiao Zhao asked with concern.

Liu Tingyu waved her hand and got out of the elevator by herself: "It's okay, I need to take a break...."

It started to rain in the evening, and the sudden weather made people feel so bored.

Tingyu took a shower and brewed a cup of strong coffee, turned on the computer to browse a few pages of boring news, and took a sip of coffee, feeling that it tasted very strange.

If you put it more appropriately, it's like a piece of rotten flesh hidden in a corner of the room, but you can't find the source of the smell.

Maybe there are dead rats at home, and you have to find a cleaning aunt to clean it up when you have time, Liu Tingyu thought so, took a police flashlight and swept it under the bed, went to the kitchen to check it again, and walked back to the bed disappointed after working for a while, it seems that the dead rats are very hidden!

The phone on the bedside table rang suddenly.

picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID as an unknown number, Xiu Mei was suddenly entangled together, hesitated again and again, she pressed the call button, and there was a stabbing sound in the earpiece, and then there was an indescribable weird laugh: "Quack.... Rattle.... quack quack...."

"Damn, you're stupid about the left line!"

burst into a foul language, hung up the phone decisively, looked at the time, it was two o'clock in the middle of the night, and I don't know which neuropathy was playing a prank in the middle of the night.

The raindrops knocked on the glass like the devil was knocking on the door, and Liu Tingyu lay on the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

In the end, she completely lost sleep, reached out to touch the drawer of the bedside table, but did not find Anding Shuning, and probed inside again and touched a cold thing.

The mind is frozen in an instant, and it is...

That's right, that's a pair of feet.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Liu Tingyu sat up from the bed suddenly, turned on the wall lamp in the dark, and held a 38-caliber revolver in one hand, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

How could there be a pair of dead man's feet in a small drawer?

She slowly opened the drawer by the dim lamp, but there were no people's feet inside.

But is that sense of reality just now really an illusion again?

Thinking of this, Liu Tingyu drooped down the barrel of the gun in a gloomy manner, followed by a headache that became stronger and stronger, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he fed himself a diazepam Shuning, his mind became groggy, his eyes couldn't open, and his consciousness became more and more blurred...

She dreamed that she was lying in a huge high heel, and although she couldn't open her eyes, she could clearly feel that someone was dancing around her, and the high heels made a nice sound on the floor, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes light, sometimes heavy.

In addition, there is also another voice - "Du... Sincere... Tuk..."

The next morning, Liu Tingyu woke up as usual, and found that she was lying in bed well, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that everything that happened last night was just a dream of Nan Ke, as long as she thought about it, she was still a little afraid.

"Beautiful bubbles, when they bloom, they wither..."

A nice bell rang, and as soon as he connected the phone, Xiao Zhao couldn't wait to say: "There is a major progress in the case, you hurry up and come to the police station!" ”

Liu Tingyu got up as soon as she heard the news, rushed to the bathroom to put on socks with one hand, and did not delay brushing her teeth with the other hand.

Is it the wind?

But where did such a strong wind come from in this closed corridor?

She didn't care so much, so she hurriedly got into the elevator and went straight to the parking lot downstairs.

An old man on crutches appeared in front of the door, and in the empty corridor, there was a sound from far and near—"Du... Sincere... Tuk..."

In the laboratory department of the sub-bureau, the forensic officer Lao Cai sat anxiously on the chair and was stunned, and in front of him were the high-heeled shoes that Xiao Zhao had brought back.

At this moment, Lao Cai looked like he had lost his soul, and the ashtray on his left hand side was stuffed with cigarette butts, one after sucking.

"What's going on, have you locked up the suspect?"

As soon as Liu Tingyu entered the laboratory department, she felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

Xiao Zhao wanted to speak and stopped, and finally gently pouted to the old Cai Nu, who was not in his soul, and said in a low voice: "Ask him!" ”

Lao Cai is an older police officer in the substation, and in Liu Tingyu's impression, he has always been calm and old, and rarely behaves like now.

It turned out that Xiao Zhao came back from the apartment yesterday and it was dark, and the laboratory department had already left work, so he left the evidence and notified Lao Cai by phone.

In the early morning, when Lao Cai opened the evidence bag, it was like seeing a ghost, and he kept saying things like "impossible" and "how could he appear here".

Under Liu Tingyu's questioning, Lao Cai intermittently talked about a case in the past.

It was ten years ago, and Kwong Kee had a very famous master who specialized in making all kinds of dancing shoes, which was sought after by women from different walks of life at that time.

Later, the master became more and more demanding on his craft, striving for perfection in his work, he wanted to leave a unique work before he died, and tried many kinds of leather, but he could not be satisfied, until one day, he found a special material, and it was extremely precious...

Speaking of this, Lao Cai's voice sank, and Xiao Zhao hurriedly said: "What is it, you said it!" ”

"It's human skin!" Liu Tingyu blurted out almost subconsciously.

Lao Cai pursed his chapped lips, nodded slightly, sorted out his thoughts, and continued in a low voice: "

Since then, our branch has often received cases of bodies being stolen from hospital morgues, and later."

Lao Cai's back left the seat, and his voice fluctuated a little, and he spit out calmly and powerfully: "It's the case of the disappearance of a serial girl from the Dance Academy!" ”

Xiao Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "This beast! ”

Liu Tingyu's white fingers gently swiped over the dancing shoes, as if the gentle friction touched the deep memory in her heart, and the fragments appeared from time to time: "I also heard about this incident, but I was still in elementary school at that time, and I heard that this case had a very serious impact at that time!" ”

"Yes, this case is a sensation, and it happened in our jurisdiction, the former senior superintendent of the police department also resigned because of this, and the head of the task force in charge of this case at that time was just like you now, young and capable, and solved the case in 10 days under heavy pressure, and in the end..."

Listening to Lao Cai's tone, it was clear that there was something else hidden, Liu Tingyu was not in a hurry to urge him, and Xiao Zhao also patiently waited for the next narrative.

I only heard Lao Cai sigh and say: "I don't know why, on the night of the celebration banquet, Inspector Liao set fire to the entire evidence room, and she herself was diagnosed with a serious mental illness, and she is still locked up in Qingshan!" ”

"What happened to the murderer back then?" Liu Tingyu asked the key point.

"When we searched his house, we found that he had hanged himself with his own crutches!"

Hanging yourself with a cane?

What a strange and horrible scene it was!

Both gasped at the same time.

As soon as Lao Cai finished speaking, he stared at the pair of dancing shoes, but his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he said to himself: "It stands to reason that these shoes should have been burned to ashes in that fire, why did they appear here?" ”

"Are you sure it's the same shoe? You can't be mistaken! Xiao Zhao picked up the dancing shoes and weighed them, and felt a little incredible, is this really made of human skin?

Lao Cai said categorically: "It won't be wrong, just the pair of shoes in your hand, it is unique in the world, it is made of the heel part of seven dance academy girls, the toughness is excellent, I personally tested and sealed it ten years ago!" ”

"Damn, so evil!" Xiao Zhao hurriedly put the dancing shoes in place, only to feel that his scalp was numb for a while, goosebumps fell to the ground, and he swore that he would rather touch the poop than touch the dancing shoes again.