"I was wrong...... I was really wrong," the dejected man begged incessantly, but the deadly steel pipe did not slow down a bit, and still fell on him fiercely, "Please...... Leave me alone......"

The man's voice begging for mercy became quieter and quieter, so that the person standing in front of him couldn't help but want to take a picture of his ugly and fragile appearance.

At night, lying on the bed, Xiao Ning tried to keep himself from thinking nonsense, but the thoughts in his head were still like a torrent and could not calm down.

What is the distance between dreams and reality?

Why is there blood on my fingertips? Why was Su Zhixuan's body moved? But why, his fingerprints don't appear there?

The breathing gradually smoothed and even, the night deepened, and a plane slowly drove through the icy city in the dark sky.

"Ahh Even though he had experienced a lot of dreams, Xiao Ning still couldn't help but exclaim.

Someone else died.

There was a strong smell of blood in his nose, and his neck was burning and trembling, as if there were a pair of invisible eyes peeping at him with bad intentions.

The cold wind blows in the wilderness, and fear slowly rises from the soles of the feet, gradually spreading in the restless body.

Suddenly a weak voice came from behind him - "Leave me ...... alone"

Curiosity and worry defeated the fear of the unknown without hesitation, Xiao Ning turned back in response, and his pupils contracted for a moment.

A man dressed as a homeless man was slowly standing up, his broken legs supporting his bleeding body in an inhuman twisted arc, and half of his head was already like a broken watermelon, ** bursting.

The rancid breath slowly eroded over, the broken bones rubbed against each other, making a strange clicking sound, and the man stared at Xiao Ning who was about to collapse with a pair of resentful eyes.

Click, click.

The swaying body made a scarlet mark on the grass, and the lifeless humanoid monster rushed towards it quickly.

Call.

Opening his eyes again, Xiao Ning knew that he had once again survived the dream.

It was dark outside the window, and according to the weather forecast, it would be a sunny day with fresh air today.

At nine o'clock in the morning, pass through the intersection in front of Double Street.

"I didn't expect you to come to such a place." The signal light was still flashing red, and Li Ke turned his head to joke to Xiao Ning.

Li Ke said this sentence not without reason, through Shuangjie, in the mouth of the citizens of Changnan City, it has another name - red light district.

There are a large number of prostitutes with heavy makeup, pimping brokers, and idle gangsters who are famous but ashamed of Changnan City, and every night falls, there will always be a middle-aged unmarried man with a stinky sweat at this intersection, and then he will get into the narrow and dirty streets and alleys with ease.

The green light turned on, Xiao Ning frowned, took out a handkerchief in his left hand to cover his mouth and nose, and then slowly stepped on the worn and faded zebra crossing.

"Kong Chengyi? That guy died? Straddled his legs on the motorcycle, the young man in the flower shirt heard Qian Hao's narration and opened his mouth in shock, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Ah, I'm sorry," the man replied as he lifted his hard hat and brushed it, his thick eyelashes casting darker shadows on his dark skin, "I'm so happy, that guy should have died a long time ago." ”

"Why do you say that?" Li Ke couldn't help but ask, it was the first time he had seen such an undisguised person.

As police officers, most of the people questioned are afraid that they will be treated as suspects and hide their true feelings.

"Heh," the man chuckled, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked a little lonely, "That scumbag, I beat and scolded Xiao Ran at every turn, if I hadn't had the ability, I would have killed him a hundred times a hundred times." ”

Are all young people like this now? Xiao Ning too, Xu Xingteng too, and now this is even more, Qian Hao feels that he can't keep up with their ideas at all.

"Is Xiao Ran at home now?" Xiao Ning didn't seem to be interested in the man in front of him, and asked lightly while covering his nose.

The man frowned displeasedly, tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "In the hospital, Kong Chengyi beat him to a concussion not long ago, and he has been in the hospital these days." After a pause, the man evoked a wicked smile, raised his helmet and said, "Actually, I'm going to go to the hospital to see him, what?" Come with me? ”

The speeding motorcycle was speeding on the road full of smoke and dust, Xiao Ning sat in the back seat helplessly, his body swayed, he subconsciously wanted to hug the waist of the man in front of him, but he couldn't do it because of his cleanliness habit.

"Mr. Policeman, if you don't hold it tightly, you'll fall," the man laughed wickedly, "Ah, by the way, I sent away an uncle covered in vomit this morning, and this shirt seems to have been stained with Yeonyeon's ...... last night."

The sound of retching came from behind him, and the corners of the dark-skinned man's mouth rose more and more, but his eyes were cold.

In the final analysis, everyone is just human, and he doesn't like that kind of superior dislike.

The motorcycle strewn across the sidewalk in front of the hospital, the man in the flower shirt took off his hat and shook his head to get his hair back to shape, and the pale man behind him rushed to the garbage can, a large amount of vomit pouring out of the bloodless corners of his lips.

There was a knock on the door.

The boy's eyes lit up on the hospital bed, and he looked at the door with joy and excitement.

A black and a white man walked in, and the boy, who was about ten years old, was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Zetai, who is this?" ”

Yin Zetai sat on the edge of the bed, his legs shook lightly, and he smiled softly: "This is the police uncle, he has something to say." ”

Xiao Ning hadn't come out of the disgusting feeling just now, he glared at Yin Zetai angrily, and said indifferently: "So, you should also call me uncle, right?" ”

......

Ten minutes later, Li Ke and Qian Hao were also late, and the road from the red light district to the hospital was so blocked that they heard the sound of laughter coming from Kong Zhengran's hospital room before they could enter the door.

What's going on? The two glanced at each other, and at the same time saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Knock knock perfunctorily on the door, Li Ke eagerly pushed the door in.

Two men and a child are playing an old and outdated game of Monopoly, and the white, faded plastic paper chessboard does not have any negative effect on their mood.

"Xiao Ning," Qian Hao frowned, where is the time to play games now? "Did you tell the kids?"

Without raising his head, Xiao Ning stared at the chessboard with a serious face, and responded nonchalantly: "Well, it's all said." ”

"Stop playing," the father died, but the son didn't care about playing games with others, and a breath of anger welled up in Qian Hao's chest, "If you don't want to investigate, go back." ”