Inside the police station

Wang Minglang was a little drowsy, he had been detained for two days, and the police had not made any big moves other than asking for a confession, which made him a little numb.

The lowered head shook up and down, and just after a drowsiness, the mobile phone screen that Wang Minglang put on the table suddenly lit up, accompanied by the sound of music ringtones, which startled him.

"What, what's wrong?!"

Wang Minglang looked up at the screen of his mobile phone and found that it was an alarm clock, and after turning it off, he wanted to lower his head again. The police officer guarding him asked outside the door, "Wang Minglang, did anyone call just now?" ”

"No, it's an alarm clock." As he spoke, Wang Minglang picked up the phone and headed towards the door, the alarm clock interface on it had not been eliminated.

The police officer nodded, retracted his body, and the room suddenly became deserted again, and Wang Minglang was completely awake.

He fiddled with his phone left and right, the alarm clock interface seemed familiar, and Wang Minglang tried hard to remember when Wang Lili set the alarm clock.

This memory didn't matter, it reminded him that the mobile phone in front of him was not from Wang Lili, but the disabled girl who often took care of him.

At that time, he happened to have some problems with his old mobile phone, and he had no money to replace it, so he accepted it cheekily, and later, he gave this mobile phone to Wang Lili.

Thinking about it now, Wang Minglang still feels a little guilty in his heart, that girl is very pitiful, and she is not rich, but she always thinks about taking care of her useless man.

"Alas......" sighed from the bottom of his heart, Wang Minglang stared at the familiar interface in front of him, and the memory floodgates also opened.

The reason why he has not paid attention to the feelings of disabled girls, and he has not even remembered the names and appearances of the other party, is mostly because the other party is too ugly and lonely to integrate into society.

Although Wang Minglang himself is not handsome, 'everyone has a love for beauty', isn't it? He used this sentence to excuse himself, but the sourness in his heart continued to flood.

The darkness fueled his outpouring of emotion, and the girl's shadow grew larger, occupying between the gray brain cells. He remembered that the food she had cooked, simple but delicious. Thinking of the cotton clothes and pants she bought for herself in winter, although rustic, every stitch and thread are handmade, I don't know how many nights the little girl has stayed up for herself.

There is also the warm quilt that is always laid, and the occasional warm body temperature of the little girl, he has never had a relationship with the girl, only a few times, the girl was wronged, and when she came to him to cry, the two of them hugged each other.

Now a real warmth that he had never felt began to spread on him, Wang Minglang unconsciously raised his hands, his palms were a little sweaty, red, and very comfortable against his cheeks. He covered his face and continued to reminisce.

What's her name? Wang Minglang tried hard to think about it, but he couldn't think of a single fragment in his mind, so he had to give up in the end.

Looking back at the mobile phone screen, the alarm clock was set at 7:10 p.m., Wang Minglang suddenly remembered, isn't July 10 his birthday? Take another look, and there are three small words below the time: I love you.

It turns out that she wants to use this to confess to me! What a simple girl, it's a pity I didn't fall in love with her. ’

The guilt in his heart went further, Wang Minglang leaned his head close to the phone, found the recording button, pressed it, and said to the phone in a very soft voice: "I'm sorry, I can't promise your confession, because I don't deserve you." I'm sorry! ”

With that, he saved the recording and lay down on his desk, motionless, looking as if he was sleeping.

The officer at the door looked in again and found nothing.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Minglang's shoulders began to twitch, his hands relaxed and hung to the side of his body, and the low howl gradually became louder and louder, until the police officer walked into the room again.

"Wang Minglang, what are you doing?"

"I have an important clue to report, can you ask Officer Fu to come over?" Wang Minglang replied in a prostrate position, with trembling in his voice.

The officer said, "Officer Fu is out, and you tell me the same." ”

"No...... I have to tell Officer Fu myself, or I won't tell it. ”

"Alright then, I'll call, you stay here and settle down a bit, and I'll come back."

Wang Minglang nodded reluctantly, and before the police officer went out, he asked again: "Wang Minglang, is there anything wrong with you?" If so, I can ask someone from the infirmary to come and have a look. ”

"No... I just want to see Officer Xie as soon as possible......"

"Okay, you wait."

The police officer locked the door and left, Wang Minglang raised his head, the expression on his face was gloomy, and under the darkness, he stared at the door like a lurking poisonous snake, which was completely different from the affectionate and guilty look just now.

On the other side, Wang Haicheng was also talking to the police, but he didn't want to tell Fu Yan because he had any clues, but asked to see his mother's body and send her on her last ride.

This is human nature, and the police have no reason to refuse, but they must be agreed by Fu Yan or Mo Haiyou, so the police appeased Wang Haicheng and hurriedly ran to the forensic autopsy room......

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The Facelings watched as he weeded a meadow with the massive mirrored villa in the distance.

In his mouth, he whispered a ballad that only he knew:

"Ten guests come to the party~"

"The first one wanted to paint, and while he was drawing, the blood flowed onto the drawing paper~"

"The second picked up the rose and kissed it, and the spikes slipped from his fingertips~"

"The third grabbed the barrel and drank it, and the barrel shattered and turned into a blade~"

"The fourth keeps reminding, while talking, the tongue is bitten by the teeth~"

"The fifth one held the candle tightly and lit it, and the red flame danced~"

"The sixth wanted to go swimming, and when he looked for it, the grass wore out his toes~"

"The seventh looked at the starry sky, looked at it, and couldn't lower his neck anymore~"

"The eighth walked to the window and shook it, and the window frame trapped his hands and feet~"

"The ninth just eats and drinks, eats and eats, and the stomach is swollen and uncomfortable~"

"The tenth doesn't say or move, waits and waits, nine secrets are hidden in his heart~"

Over and over again, back and forth, the hunched Faceling's back kept chattering, the weedwer buzzed, his mouth squirming rhythmically, and even the horrible nerves on his face were jumping slightly, as if they were about to emerge from the pale skin.

The darkness didn't stop him from working, but only made the Facelings more excited, and the weeds behind him had piled up into a mountain, drifting into the distance with the evening breeze, merging with the fireflies in the night sky.

The quiet Faceling was waiting for ten residents, and what he had expected, perhaps Yun Yeyao and Mo Haiyou hadn't thought of at this moment.

The proud Faceling is watching the changes, he has not made a mistake so far, it is expected that the criminal police and actors have no way to deal with him, and they are also expected that he can return to the Mirror Villa safely.

The panicked Faceling was facing the police at the moment, he hadn't revealed his identity yet, but the plan in his mind was already confused, and he couldn't think of what would happen next?

So the ghost lurking in the dark night, what is he doing? He had no mask, no plan, no purpose, just wanted to follow the real Facelings to the Mirror Villa.

The backyard of Yunyi City's house

At night, the old screenwriter sat alone in the garden, he was thinking, there was one thing that made him have to tell Xie Yunmeng and Pan in the past, and seek help from Mr. Criminal Police.

Mrs. Yun's discovery of the yellow butterfly flower was just an opportunity for him to discover this matter, at this moment, the old criminal policeman's eyes looked at the station in the distance, there were two or three strangers waiting for the train, and the figure that he saw faintly during the day had long since disappeared.

In the house, Mrs. Yun woke up from her sleep in a daze, with a headache, she smoothed the hair on her forehead with her hand, walked to the mirror, only to find that she was sleeping in her husband's room.

It's not because the relationship is not good, but Mrs. Yun's physical condition has not been very stable, and Yun Yicheng is also old, so sleeping in each of them is the best choice.

Originally, Yun Yicheng wanted to hire a nanny at home, but Mrs. Yun disagreed, she was used to taking care of her husband and son by herself, and she didn't like others to intervene, so Yun Yicheng had to give up.

Looking in the mirror, Mrs. Yun put on a coat for herself, then took out a men's coat from the closet and walked out of the room.

After looking around in the living room, Mrs. Yun decided to go to the yard to take a look, and the large triangular plum blossoms were destroyed, which made her very distressed, maybe her husband also thought the same, so she stayed in the yard at night.

Sure enough, Mrs. Yun guessed correctly, she walked behind her husband, gently put on his coat, and then asked, "Yicheng, what do you want?" ”

"Ahh Yun Yicheng was slightly stunned, and then looked back at his wife, he was very strange, he did not answer the question directly, but asked rhetorically: "Xiao Zhen, if someone tells you something unexpected about me, will you hate me?" ”

“？ … It depends on what, even if you had a lot of girlfriends before I married you, I won't hate you, I will just ignore you for a month, and then find my son to judge! Mrs. Yun joked.

Yun Yicheng pulled her by the hand, let her sit beside him, and said, "It's all this age, what are you talking nonsense!" I'm just assuming, not true. Jane, I miss that kid so much tonight......"

Yun Yicheng wanted to speak and stopped, Mrs. Yun looked at him curiously and asked, "Do you mean Xiao Zuo?" ”

“…… Oh, yes! I miss Xiao Zuo very much tonight, I remember that when he was a child, he was very mature, completely different from Xiao Right, every day, the three of them and mother and son will go to the beach for a period of time, and I occasionally go with them, but basically I can only watch from a distance and can't interject. ”

"The relationship between the two children is as good as one, Xiao Zuo always takes Xiao You to explore, every time he comes back, Xiao Zuo is affected, and Xiao You will hold a lot of gifts that Xiao Zuo found for him, such as a shell, a stone of a special shape, a beautiful flower, a leaf, and so on."

"In this way, Xiao Zuo is a very sensible child!" Mrs. Yun sighed, trying to follow her husband to imagine the scene in his memory, and gradually, she felt a blurry image appear in her mind, as if she had experienced it before.

Yun Yicheng put one hand around his wife's shoulder, still chattering, and after a long time, he turned his head to look at his wife, who was leaning on his shoulder in a daze, very comfortable.

Yun Yicheng smiled, it was the kind of very happy smile, and then he kissed his wife's forehead lightly and said, "Don't worry, Xiaozhen, no matter what happens, I will protect you for the rest of your life, I promise!" ”

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The sight extends from the memories of the old couple to the shore rolling in the waves, the evening tide is receding, and the beautiful seashells and snails reflect the sand, like falling stars in the moonlight.

Standing on the beach, the dark shadow is hazy, and it is impossible to see its actual appearance, and the person with a white mask approaches the winery, looks left and right, and chooses the right.

As soon as the door closed, there was a knocking sound, light enough not to alarm the residents who lived near the beach.

The beating continued, as if to dig out the water underground, and it wasn't long before there was a muffled rumble in the winery on the right, followed by the rapid wheezing and footsteps of a man, and after a few minutes, everything was quiet.

The winery still stood on the edge of the sea, its appearance unchanged, the man in the mask never came out again, and the waves foamed at the surface of the sea, taking away the only traces left on the beach.

——

"Xiao Meng, we still have to go to the winery again, I always feel a little uneasy, the murder there happened too strangely, and it has nothing to do with Wang Minglang and Wang Haicheng." Yun Yeyao said on the phone that he was now at the agreed place, waiting for Xie Yunmeng to come and make peace with him.

Xie Yunmeng said: "Don't be so anxious, come one place at a time, I think there must be a deceased at the scene in the garden, but for the time being, it is not clear where the body was taken by the murderer, and also, inside the Dalong community you said, didn't you hear any complaints from residents about anything abnormal?" ”

"Nothing special, I just met an irritable old man." Yun Yeyao said, looked at his watch, the pointer pointed to 8:22, and he asked, "Xiaomeng, how long do you have to come?" ”

"It's coming, less than ten minutes."

"Oh, then we'll talk about it when you come."

Waiting for Xie Yunmeng to hang up the phone, Yun Yeyao flipped through the screen of his mobile phone, and there were two missed calls from Mo Haiyou, and he hurriedly went back.

"Hey, Xiao Zuo, I'm sorry, I was on the road just now and didn't hear the bell."

"It's okay, where are you now?" Mo Haiyou asked.

"Near the airport, Xiao Meng and I are going to revisit the scene of the murder tonight to look for missing clues, what about you? Did the autopsy go well? ”

"At present, Wang Haicheng's mother and the female corpse at the airport have finished their experience, Wang Haicheng's mother died of internal hemorrhage, and her body was squeezed by gravity before she died, and the specific reason has to be found from the scene. You'd better ask Xiao Xie about the results of his investigation, which may be helpful to you. ”

"The identity of the female corpse at the airport Fu Yan is still investigating, she is a person who often wears eye makeup, the skin on her face, especially around the eye sockets, is seriously eroded, and the wounds made by the murderer on her face may only be to cover up the traces of cosmetics, but I haven't figured out why the murderer did this, do you have any thoughts on this?"

"Xiao Zuo, do you mean that the female corpse only paints eye makeup?"

"No, there are traces of other cosmetics, but the eyes are especially noticeable, the skin color is red, and there are unnatural red spots on it, which is similar to the wound caused by the murderer if you don't look closely. It should be a phenomenon of excessive use of cosmetics. ”

"Your words make me feel like some kind of beauty blogger, or someone who sells makeup, but beauty bloggers are generally young and beautiful women, and they don't just sell eye makeup. As for cosmetics salesmen, their daily makeup is not too strong, and the problem is that they are all relatively young and beautiful women, and brand companies are not very likely to hire middle-aged obese women. ”