"Hey, Daxin, that case"

"Huh? Broken? Who is the murderer? ”

"He confessed it all?"

"Well, can you help me check something, well, it's nothing, I'll wait for your news."

"What's wrong, what's going on?" Jiang's mother walked into the room with a worried face.

"It's nothing, it's just that I figured something out of nowhere, and now I'm just waiting for someone to confirm it for me."

Jiang Qiao sat on the edge of the bed, with her back to Jiang's mother, and the dazzling midday sunlight shone into the room through the glass door of the balcony, casting a halo on her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

"Then I can't eat yet."

"If you don't eat it, you can't eat it."

Jiang's mother looked at her daughter's back, said no more, and quietly closed the door for her.

"Daxin, well, that's true, thank you. Well, it's okay, by the way, when did that person admit to being the murderer. ”

"Huh? Oh, I see. ”

Jiang Li opened the door, and Jiang Qiao stood outside the door, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Qiao's gaze stunned him.

"You already know who the murderer is."

Jiang Qiao wanted to enter the house, but found that Jiang Li's pestle was at the door, and she didn't mean to let her enter the house sideways, so she had to be the first to speak.

"I don't know." Jiang Li said lightly, he was about to close the door.

Jiang Qiao put his hand on the side of the door, pressing step by step: "You already knew, at least when you saw that kid today, you would know, right." What are you hiding? ”

Jiang Li: ""

Because he had to take care of Jiang Qiao's hand, Jiang Li didn't dare to exert himself, and the two were in a stalemate at the door, Jiang Qiao suddenly found that Jiang Li's head was slightly tilted back.

Someone else in the house?!

Jiang Qiao made a effort, the door opened wider, she deftly got into it, and when she looked up, she was stunned.

Mao Daxin looked at the beaming faces of his colleagues in the office, and he always felt uneasy in his heart, and the murderer, who had always refused to admit it, suddenly admitted that all the cases were done by himself, although others didn't feel anything, but he always felt apprehensive in his heart.

What does Jiang Qiao's phone call just now mean? What does the matter she wants to investigate have to do with the case?

Mao Daxin remembered the appearance of the murderer in the interrogation room just now. However, after being imprisoned for a night, as a man in his thirties, his pale skin was too abnormal, faintly glowing with a faint blue light, and he could almost see the bulging blue and red veins under his skin.

Although he sat quietly in the interrogation room motionless, it made those who were close to him shudder, and even though it was a bright room, he seemed to be able to curl up in the shadows, and no matter what he asked, he would only repeat softly: "I am the murderer, I killed everyone." ”

Although all the victims are inextricably linked to this tutorial school, when it comes to killing, the motive is really insufficient. It's just that at this stage, there are no other suspects besides him.

"The first place in the dance competition is the girl who died of myocardial infarction, and the assistant teacher of the cram school is the one who committed suicide by jumping into the sea. Don't? ”

Mao Daxin's body shook, he grabbed the key on the table violently, and rushed out like crazy.

"Daxin, don't you eat together?" The senior at the next table shouted in surprise.

"Xiao Wu, why are you here? Oh no, you're not Xiao Wu, are you. Jiang Qiao looked at the girl sitting comfortably on the sofa and asked coldly.

Through the girl's translucent body, she could even faintly see the decorative oil paintings hanging on the wall opposite the living room.

"Sister, can you see it? Great, besides my sister and him, you are the third person who can see me, even my mother and father can't see me. The girl clapped her hands and smiled, her innocent face full of joy.

"Xiao Wu can see you?" Jiang Qiao turned his head to look at Jiang Li, who was silent behind him, and continued to ask.

"Well, my sister has been able to see me since I was a child, we have always been together, we have made an appointment, we want to be together forever, she is my favorite sister." The girl tilted her head, and two shallow dimples appeared on her face, which was exactly the same as Xiao Wu's.

"You and Xiao Wu are twins, she was born, and you died in your mother's womb. Why don't you go to reincarnation? Why stay in the world? Jiang Qiao got closer to the girl, and he felt an inexplicable chill, and goosebumps stood up all over his body.

"Ah, I'm not reconciled, I'm going to leave before I see the world, I want to stay a little longer, it's too lonely to go alone, here, there is a father, a mother, and a sister to play with me, how good." The girl's misty eyes flashed a hint of loneliness.

Although he knew that the ghost on the other side was there, Jiang Qiao couldn't associate her with the eerie image on TV anyway.

"Then why did you kill your mother, and you have to kill so many people." Jiang Qiao said with a frown.

"They, they're making my sister unhappy." With that, the innocence on the girl's face was gone, replaced by indifferent boredom.

"Not happy? Because your mother forced her sister to dance and made her unhappy, you killed your mother? Because my sister took the second place in the dancing test, the girl who came first made my sister unhappy, so you killed her? Let me guess, why did you kill the teaching assistant, was it because you scolded your sister, or something else that made her unhappy, so you killed her too? ”

Jiang Qiao looked at the girl's immature face, although he told himself in his heart that this was just a little ghost who didn't understand the truth of the world and was not deeply involved in the world, he still couldn't help but feel sorry for those who died tragically.

"Ah, teacher, she said in front of everyone that her sister has no talent for dancing." The girl replied solemnly.

Jiang Qiao shouted speechlessly: "How can you be like this, if you kill your mother, kill your sister's teacher, kill your sister's little friend, she will also be sad, not to mention the rest, Xiao Wu will be a child without a mother in the future!" ”

The uneasiness in Mao Daxin's heart became heavier and heavier, and he came to Swan Bay again, and the security guard at the door still remembered him and greeted him warmly.

"Comrade policeman, look for Mr. Chen, you are a step late, they have just left."

Mao Daxin was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that Mr. Chen seemed to have said that he was going to move. He nodded and asked, "Uncle, do you know where he moved to?" ”

"When I went to Hong Kong, my little girl said that she wanted to go to Hong Kong to play Didini when she met someone." The uncle replied with a smile.

Mao Daxin said goodbye to his uncle and decided that although Mr. Chen had moved away, he still wanted to go in and have a look.

Although the gate was locked, the iron gate of the courtyard was just buckled, and Mao Daxin put his hand in and opened it with a slight hook. Fortunately, the glass door facing the courtyard was not locked, and Mao Daxin gently pushed the door open.

The house was empty, the furniture was covered with a white dust cover, and Mao Daxin gently went up to the second floor. Facing the corridor is Mr. Chen's daughter's room, and once you enter, you can see that Mr. and Mrs. Chen love their children.

The table had been emptied, and Mao Daxin casually opened a few drawers and found a pink diary.

Turning the first page of the diary, it was written: If only they were all dead.

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