At lunchtime, Bai Yanliang asked Gao Fei for something.

"A man who is 1.7 to 1.75 meters tall and has a little thumb missing in his right hand?" Gao Fei stuffed noodles into his mouth while looking at Bai Yanliang in surprise, "Does he have anything to do with this case?" ”

Bai Yanliang shook his head and said, "No, but the car accident I suffered may be related to him, I want to ask you to help check it out and see if there is such a person in the police information." ”

Gao Fei looked at Bai Yanliang in a daze, what he said was to this point, how could he not understand that there was something wrong with the seemingly unexpected accident.

"Don't worry! Leave it to me! Gao Fei patted his chest and said, and then he frowned again: "But, if that guy doesn't have a criminal record, things will be more difficult......

Bai Yanliang didn't care, after all, he didn't pin all his hopes of finding the mysterious man on the police.

"It's okay, just do your best, I'll go first, and leave the investigation from Chen Huaiyu to me."

"Hmm!"

……

On the other side, Liangcheng.

Li Mu woke up.

He looked at himself in the mirror, the person who looked haggard and looked dying, was it really himself?

"Do you want to ...... Give Mom and Dad a call......"

Li Mu turned his head to look out the window and thought.

The Liangcheng Police Station deliberately gave him three days off, after all, everyone could see that Li Mu's condition was really bad, his dark circles were very deep, and he obviously didn't rest well.

Everyone thought that Li Mu was too hardworking, after all, he has always been such a person.

But Li Mu himself knows that this is not the case.

Although he works very hard to solve cases, he has always known how to plan his time, and he will leave enough time for himself to rest, but ...... His problem is that the time to fall asleep is getting shorter and shorter.

His brain was tired, but his body would only sleep for about two hours, and ...... This time is getting shorter.

This is a very terrible thing, the brain wants to sleep, but the body can't sleep, this contradictory torment makes Li Mu's spirit extremely bad, so that Wuji has changed so much this time, he doesn't have the energy to organize everyone to analyze.

Usually, he usually does this, after all, he is the "first person" who has survived the longest.

If he really didn't have time to organize a discussion, Du Shangjing would initiate it.

But this time, Du Shangjing was also absent.

Du Shangjing and Li Mu have a very good relationship in reality, but even Li Mu can't contact him this time.

Wish...... He doesn't want any accidents......

Li Mu lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

Although it was just past noon, he knew that he couldn't sleep today, and the strange old man in his dream kept calling him, so that he had no way to rest.

Li Mu was already extremely sure that he had inadvertently violated some taboo and hit a ghost.

Moreover, not in the fog, but in reality.

To Li Mu's own surprise, he thought that he would panic and even collapse in despair, but when he really confirmed that he had seen a ghost, he didn't feel this emotion.

This made Li Mu can't help but think of when he first entered the fog set.

At that time, when he learned that he would have to constantly deal with the evil ghosts and be under a curse forever, his emotions really collapsed.

Fortunately, in the fog concentration of three times, there is a person who is in the same position as him now, and his name is always in the first place.

Only when he looked at him could Li Mu cheer up a little.

"Everything has an end, and so does the fog set, and one day, we will be able to escape the curse......"

That's what he said to Li Mu.

Li Mu has always put this sentence in his heart, how many times when he is so desperate that he wants to give up his life, he will think of this sentence.

But now that I think about it, it was just a self-deception......

The current Li Mu has long had no expectations for leaving the fog set, perhaps he was ready to die at any time, so after learning that he had hit a ghost, Li Mu was not as panicked as he imagined.

He looked at the time, and it was 1:20 p.m.

Li Mu picked up the clothes that were placed on the back of the chair and put them on, and then ...... Turned on the phone.

A text message hangs at the top of your phone's screen.

Li Mu clicked on the message, and the person who sent the text message was his mother.

"Xiao Mu, how are you doing in Liangcheng recently? Busy at work? You kid, you always don't like to tell me the truth with your father, the leaders in your bureau told me that you were sick, we called you, and your phone was turned off, so I had to text you. The temperature difference between morning and evening in Liangcheng is large, so you should pay attention to keeping warm, and the body is the most important thing. Don't send your salary home, your mother and your father have enough money. It's good to work hard, but don't push yourself too hard, there are some things that are not your responsibility alone, and you don't have to carry them all by yourself...... Whatever you may say...... As long as it is your idea, your mother and your father support it, you can do it boldly, don't worry about us......"

Li Mu quietly looked at the text messages over and over again, and when he looked at it, a tear fell on the screen.

He looked up at the ceiling blankly......

Li Mu knew that he couldn't hold on.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the news of his death would be known to his parents.

Perhaps, he was a good cop, but not a good son.

If he could, Li Mu didn't want to die, but the old man's head in the dream was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he would appear on time every time he fell asleep.

He couldn't think of any way, when they met in the fog concentration before, he told everyone about himself, and there was also the idea of asking everyone to think of a way together, but unfortunately, everyone was helpless.

Because everyone knows very well that the world ...... Although there are ghosts, there are no gods or Buddhas.

Whether it is Eastern or Western, whether it is exorcism or exorcism, all means are useless.

Someone once hid in the temple with a glimmer of hope, trying to avoid the call of the fog set, but in the end, he died a terrible death......

Li Mu's situation is even more serious.

Because what haunts him is not a ghost concentrated in the fog, but a ...... in reality A real ghost.

Prior to this, although Li Mu had also investigated supernatural events in reality, he had never encountered a ghost himself.

Who...... Can you help yourself in this situation?

Li Mu flashed a personal name in his mind, although in his opinion, they are all characters with flexible thinking and calm calmness, but if they want to solve the ghosts in reality, there should be nothing they can do.

Besides, several people already knew about their own affairs, but they still didn't mean to help, obviously they couldn't do anything.

Moreover, there are no rules in reality that are the same as the fog set, and if there are really rules, you can only find them yourself, and there are only a handful of people who can do this kind of thing in reality.

There is no way that anyone will risk helping him at the cost of their lives.

Thinking of this, Li Mu was suddenly stunned, and a person passed through his mind.

That madman's words,I shouldn't be too concerned about whether this kind of thing happened in the fog or reality.,What he cares about seems to be just funny.。

After hesitating for a while, Li Mu held on to his last hope and dialed a phone call.

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