Xiao Ning's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the footsteps that were originally going to enter the house slowly turned to the right.

It was a well that looked to be many years old, with loops of rope hanging from it, and it was blackened. There are no barrels to put on the side, presumably with the rope still underneath.

In the silent dream, everything seemed so terrible.

Even just a mediocre-looking well can be creepy.

Xiao Ning didn't move, just watched, he was still more inclined to enter this small room.

It's just that he was just about to turn his head, and this time he clearly saw that the rope was shaking slightly again. Although there is no sound, it is very visible.

There's not even a sound here, so how can there be wind?

Xiao Ning knew that it was something under the well and wanted to let him pass.

Anyway, it was a dream, Xiao Ning simply walked over.

The wellhead is round, much higher than the ground, and is made of the same kind of loess as the ground, only more solid. There are also a few withered yellow weeds standing sporadically next to it.

Xiao Ning took a deep breath and took another step up, and when he stepped on the steps, as soon as he lowered his head, he could see the inside of the well.

The black hole is the same as the door of the hut just now, and you can't see anything.

The rope that fell down seemed to have been wiped out by someone in half, and it was no longer visible.

Xiao Ning continued to watch, the darkness, little by little, extremely inconspicuous fading, but he still noticed it.

As the pitch-black color lightened, Xiao Ning finally saw a blurred outline. Like a person, but curled up, not like a person.

It's just that before he could see more clearly, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the well, as if a pale and blue shadow flashed, instantly grabbed Xiao Ning's neck and pulled him down violently.

There was no sound, only the rope in the well, which seemed to move.

Xiao Ning opened his eyes, and the office was already slightly shining.

He sat up slowly, ripped off the quilt on his body, and suddenly the cold hit, and the sweat became even heavier, and a layer of goosebumps immediately appeared on his skin.

Xiao Ning didn't care, but sat on the sofa, repeating the dream just now and deepening his memory. The purpose of this is to prevent some details in the dream from slowly disappearing after a long time.

People can forget even what they do when they are awake, let alone dreams.

After making sure that there was nothing missing, Xiao Ning didn't have the heart to sleep again, and after glancing at the time, he got up and went to wash.

It's only five o'clock in the morning, and in winter, it's dark early and bright, not to mention the thick moisture that covers the glass.

The hallway was silent, save for the sound of water rushing from the restrooms.

Xiao Ning looked at himself in the mirror, just now, in his dream, the feeling of weightlessness was very real. He fell into the well, there was no water, and he did not fall to the ground.

He washed his face and returned to the office, without turning on the light, and sat in his office chair until it was completely dawn.

The quiet criminal police brigade began to be lively, and Yin Zetai and others also woke up one after another.

Recently, for the sake of safety, they have all lived here, which is a lot more convenient.

Xiao Ning looked at Yin Zetai, who had just come in after buying breakfast, and said in a deep voice: "Is there a village nearby, is it the kind of blackened yellow earth?" ”

"Blackened yellow earth?" Yin Zetai frowned slightly and began to ponder.

When working on a case, they will come into contact with all kinds of things, and they will also look for traces or other things in the dirt for evidence.

So basically, what kind of geology is in the places they have been to, the police officers will have a little understanding in their hearts. But when Leng Buding asked like this, he really couldn't think of it for the time being.

Yin Zetai pondered for a full few minutes, and then said with some uncertainty: "It seems that there are several villages with blackened yellow earth, right?" ”

Within a certain range, there is basically not much difference in geology.

Xiao Ning nodded, "I know, let's find them one by one." ”

"Boss, why did you suddenly ask about geology?" Yin Zetai was a little puzzled, this is related to the case?

Xiao Ning didn't hide it, and roughly told his dream.

"Houses, wells, and yellow earth." Yin Zetai held his chin in his hand, "Boss, that's definitely the village." Now in ordinary towns, you can't find the kind of old houses you said. Not to mention, that kind of old well. ”

Many years ago, most of the people in the village who drilled their own wells already used water pumps, which was much more convenient than using buckets to draw water.

And now, even such pumps are rare, let alone wellheads.

Xiao Ning can also be sure that it is a rural area, but he doesn't know which rural village it is, and the only way is to find it one by one.

He looked for the portrait artist in the bureau and roughly described the picture in the dream he described, and then took Yin Zetai and others to drive out to find it.

However, for the sake of safety, coupled with the experience of the previous car last time, Yin Zetai deliberately checked the car and made sure that there was no problem, so everyone set off.

It took more than two hours to travel from the city to the nearest village, and by 10 a.m., they had finally arrived at their first destination.

Xiao Ning didn't want to waste time, so he went directly to the village chief and asked him to look at the portrait.

The village chief shook his head, saying that there were no such houses in his village, and there were no such wells.

The car moves on to its next destination.

In this way, after walking through three villages in a row, it was finally discovered in the fourth.

The village chief was a man in his fifties, much older than he looked like, with wrinkled faces and very modest clothes, not at all like the rich village officials reported in the news.

He looked at the portrait and frowned slightly, "This seems to be the original old house of the Long family, but they moved out many years ago. Later, the village was planned to be rebuilt, and it was far away from that area, and now no one has gone at all. ”

The Long family?

Xiao Ning's heart trembled, and the eyes of Yin Zetai and the others lit up.

Isn't the woman who was killed by Mu Hua surnamed Long? Because this surname is not very common, there are not many people in the city who have this surname. But even so, they couldn't find the identity of the dragon.

The main reason is that there are no missing people with the surname Long on the side of the public security system, and there are no people of the right age. Xiao Ning didn't know what the problem was, but it must have something to do with the Mu family. Either the Mu family asked someone inside the public security system to erase the information of this woman surnamed Long, or else, they directly tampered with the surname or first name and became another identity.

Xiao Ning looked at the village chief, "I'm sorry, I can trouble you to take us over, or point us down." ”