His hands immediately retracted, and the white Adam's apple rolled up and down in the darkness.

The heart, what he had just touched was nothing else, it was the heart that was exposed.

Suddenly, a bold idea surged into Xiao Ning's mind. Since the heart is still pounding, it means that the person is not dead.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and before he had time to think about it, Xiao Ning hurriedly stood up and climbed under the man with both hands.

What do you think? How can I save him? The more he thought about it, Xiao Ning became at a loss, in the final analysis, this was just a dream.

I could only watch the despair of the other party's gradual death surging like a tidal wave, and suddenly, a deafening engine sound came from far and near.

Bang bang bang.

The metal under his body also began to vibrate, and with a turn, the headlights that stinged his eyes brightened up in an instant, and Xiao Ning subconsciously raised his hand.

Buzz –

The fast-moving train was swept in the cold wind, and the steel giant beast with glowing eyes couldn't help but react and went straight to Xiao Ning.

Squeak.

The world is dark again.

"Ahh

How is this dream more dangerous every time?

Wiping his face with a wry smile, Xiao Ning got up and walked to the window, his white fingers opening the screen so that the cold winter wind could blow in more thoroughly.

The sweat-soaked limbs suddenly stopped, and the stiff movements made Xiao Ning look like a dummy in a shop window.

Fear rose from the bottom of my heart, and it became difficult to breathe, and my emaciated shoulders trembled.

The heart was pounding, but it evoked the memories in Xiao Ning's dream.

"Why?" With the sound of crying voices annihilated in the cold morning wind, the question is destined to not be answered.

Why? Blood on your fingers?

With a bang, the iron door that was not sturdy was opened, and Li Ke hurriedly walked in, the inferior slippers making a clattering footstep on the floor.

Frowning, Li Ke turned on the light in the room, looked at Xiao Ning unhappily and said, "Why don't you always turn on the light?" ”

"Someone is dead again, right?" A quiet and slightly feeble question interrupted Li Ke's meaningless greetings, and Xiao Ning hung his head and was expressionless.

"That's right," Li Ke didn't have any idea about this, he knew Xiao Ning's ability to reason, "Come with me to the police station." ”

Sitting on the sofa sluggishly, with a throbbing heart hidden under his calm appearance, Xiao Ning suddenly looked up and smiled, "I'm really useless." ”

"How do you say that?" Li Ke was stunned for a moment, this is not like Xiao Ning's style, he is so confident, after thinking about it, Li Ke was puzzled: "Do you think the person behind these cases is still that person?" ”

"It's not-" Xiao Ning subconsciously denied, he just regretted that since there was blood on his fingertips, it meant that there might not be such a big distance between dreams and reality, so last night...... He actually had a chance to save that man.

Li Ke's words echoed in his ears, his head buzzed suddenly, Xiao Ning's eyes lit up, that's right, although he couldn't save that person last night, as long as he found the mastermind behind the scenes, there would be no such tragedy in the future.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xiao Ning stood up, walked to the entrance and put on his coat, and stretched out his sweaty hand to the iron door.

Interpol Brigade, conference room.

"The deceased's name is Su Zhixuan, male, thirty-three years old, male, occupation must be known to everyone, he is an actor who has been popular not long ago, married, and his wife is Meng Yajing, who has already made achievements in the entertainment industry. At around five o'clock this morning, Lao Wang, a worker cleaning the train tracks, found the body and called the police. ”

Reading out all the information he had investigated in one breath, Qian Hao put the notebook in his pocket.

Zhang Yu immediately stood up, and the temporary increase in work made him look a little haggard, "The deceased's whole body was crushed and broken by the train, but in fact, the real direct cause of death was a ruptured chest cavity, which was homicide, just-"

Ying Ting's sword eyebrows furrowed, and Zhang Yu said suspiciously: "The murderer took great pains to bring the victim to the train tracks, probably to create an illusion that we mistakenly thought that the victim died lying on the track."

And this operation is actually feasible, the tonnage of the train in the Qinghaiwan section is just enough to meet the requirements, but the body is slightly deviated by a few inches, resulting in the wound in the chest cavity not being crushed. ”

Chilling palpitations rushed up from the soles of his feet, and Xiao Ning's temples began to swell and ache faintly, not only the blood on his fingertips, but now the moving corpse also proved that everything last night was not just a dream.

How so? The trembling right hand slowly tightened, and the world in front of him became strange.

The barrier between dreams and reality is disappearing inch by inch.

......

In the 300-square-meter villa, gentle and elegant lights poured down from the ceiling, and even this lamp was chosen by him and himself.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yajing walked briskly to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of honey lemonade, and when she returned to the living room again, the dirty air wrapped the wedding photos on the wall, and she couldn't help but start retching.

The painful memories came like a tide, Meng Yajing resisted the urge to cry, but did not remove the wedding photos that brought her pain, but turned her head and walked to the window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were unobstructed, the scorching sunlight warmed the cold hands and feet, and a gardener in a hat in the turf-covered green belt seemed to sense her gaze and looked up with a kind and polite smile.

The transparent water glass was half empty, and the gradually expanding pain was finally contained, Meng Yajing took a deep breath, yes, soon she could start a new life.

"Ding-dong." The doorbell rang suddenly, and the well-maintained fingers suddenly tightened, and Meng Yajing shuffled her neat and upright hair and stumbled towards the entrance.

"Hello, I'm Qian Hao." Saying this, Qian Hao's eyes couldn't help but glance behind him, Li Ke and Xiao Ning were one hanging, the other was wearing pajamas, and I don't know if they would sprinkle another handful of salt on Meng Yajing's bereavement.

"Hello," the slightly choked voice, the reddened eyes, and the beautiful face looked even more pitiful under the messy hair, "Please come in." ”

Barely looking at Li Ke and Xiao Ning, Qian Hao secretly said that he was too worried, indeed, right now, Meng Yajing should be grieved by her husband's death, how can she care about them.

Sitting on the sofa, Meng Yajing lowered her head, and a sad aura lingered around her body, making Qian Hao can't help but feel that mentioning that incident was a kind of torture for her.