Night.

The autumn wind was whining, the cold rain was in his arms, and the cold and biting liquid crossed his warm neck, Xiao Ning looked around blankly, and couldn't help but shiver.

The dream reappeared, and this time with which poor man would he meet?

Surrounded by exotic buildings, Gothic-style street lamps emit a misty cold light, and the air is cold and damp, still familiar with the salty smell.

It was still the October Festival, Xiao Ning remembered this place, it is said that in just ten days, this European-style building rose from the ground, colorful lights swirled in the sky, and he was in an alley sandwiched between several venues.

An autumn rain and a cold rain, the continuous misty drizzle poured down in the ears, and the narrow and cramped lanes were dyed dark, and the water flowed across the potholes and gathered into a slender stream of water, all the way down into the deep and dark sewers.

Bang la blah.

The gentle and rhythmic sound inexplicably makes people feel reassured, if it weren't for a dream, let alone an eerie and terrible death scene, Xiao Ning would definitely enjoy it.

The neon flashed, Xiao Ningzhuo pulled his slippers and walked through the dirty alleyway, goosebumps rose on his arms, maybe it was time to wear autumn clothes, he thought.

Where is it? Where is the body?

This desolate corner seems to have been abandoned by the real world, as if he was the only one from beginning to end.

Snort.

The sound of rubbing the gravel came, but it was pulled by the cloth, Xiao Ning's eardrums were a little itchy, and his scalp instantly became numb.

In this kind of dead and silent environment, the more subtle the sound, the more easily it can be amplified dozens of times, snort, again, Xiao Ning's face changed, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand.

Constantly taking deep breaths, Xiao Ning slowly walked towards a certain sewer, the pungent smell of blood and rotten smell came to his face, and his stomach instantly turned over.

With a clang, the manhole cover of the sewer was suddenly slammed open, and in the dim light, a ghostly face came into view.

No, it can't be said to be ghosts, more precisely, it should be monsters.

At this moment, Xiao Ning suddenly felt a little funny out of place, the heavens seemed to be silently observing him, obviously after every nightmare, his courage and patience have been improved, but next time he will always be able to see more terrible and disgusting pictures, as if the superior has to see his frightened reaction.

The rugged face resembles that of an aquarium anglerfish, all organs distorted to the point where they were not visible, the bare and twisted skull is covered in black-purple scratches, and the rotting and white torso is constantly gushing foul-smelling pus.

Vomit, Xiao Ning couldn't hold back any longer, ran to the side and retched.

Snort, snort.

The sound of squirming kept coming from behind him, and there was a sudden warmth in his ears, as if something was near.

Whew—Breathing in the fresh air, Xiao Ning became more and more grateful for his dilapidated and clean hut, his head drowsy, as if he had a hangover.

Looking up at the window, the sky was still gloomy and dark, making it impossible to tell whether it was morning or noon, the autumn wind and cold rain blew from the window that he forgot to close last night, Xiao Ning frowned irritably, it's bad, I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold.

There was no phone call from the police station, Xiao Ning sat in front of the computer, his fingers flew up and down, and strings of codes quickly appeared on the display screen.

Unlike Zhou Qing and Qian Hao, even if he spends 24 hours in the criminal police brigade, he will not get a penny. As Qian Hao said, he had to eat, so during this period of time without notice, he began to write the program again.

Time passed minute by minute, the transparent spectacle lenses reflected the faint light of the computer, and the restless emotions welled up in his heart, and finally, Xiao Ning stopped tapping and lit a cigarette.

The white mist slowly flowed out from the bloodless lips, and it was thick in the empty room, Xiao Ning's face was solemn, why hadn't he come to inform him yet?

Since he saw the body last night, it stands to reason that there should be news from the police station.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Ning finally couldn't hold back, put on a coat, held a pitch-black umbrella, and rushed into the cold rain.

But what he didn't know was that the moment he walked out of the corridor, a sallow, greasy head leaned against the edge of the balcony, showing a malicious smile.

"Why are you here? No case. ”

As soon as he arrived at the police station, a dry and hoarse voice came from not far away, Qian Hao looked haggard, Xu was the same cold wind as Xiao Ning last night.

"I'm looking for Officer Lin." Responding calmly, Xiao Ning didn't stop the next step, and walked directly towards Lin Xiyang's office.

"Okay, you kid," Qian Hao grinned at the corner of his mouth, pulled out an ambiguous smile, and patted Xiao Ning's shoulder, "Dare to follow Team Zhou, I support you." ”

Why do some people keep their emotions high even when they are sick? Xiao Ning didn't understand.

"What? Where is it? Which sewer? ”

In the office, after listening to Xiao Ning's description, a woman's unique high-pitched scream sounded, rubbing his dull ears, Xiao Ning's lips moved slightly, and all the details and dishes were revealed.

Lin Xiyang only felt frightened, how could it be? Since the last case, a lot of security and surveillance equipment has been added to the entire October festival site, and in this case, that prisoner still dares to commit a crime against the wind?

After considering the pros and cons of the two parties, Lin Xiyang said in a trembling voice: "I know, you wait for a while, and a few of us will go to the scene later." ”

Raising his head blankly, Xiao Ning's eyes were full of confusion, shouldn't the police be dispatched at this time? What does it mean to have "a few people" to go to the scene.

Lin Xiyang is worthy of being a psychologist, and instantly discovered Xiao Ning's doubts, and explained: "The action is too big, Li Ke, that kid is afraid that he will write nonsense again, me, you, Qian Hao, Zhang Yu and Team Zhou, a few people are enough." ”

Rubbing his fingers on his lips a few times subconsciously, Xiao Ning couldn't hold back his nausea and reluctance, in fact, there was one thing he hadn't had time to tell Lin Xiyang.

He has a habit of cleanliness.

I don't remember when it started, during the first period, he was so clean that he was even a little sickly, he didn't dare to take the bus, he didn't want to go to the public toilet when he was suffocating his bladder outside, and every time he came into contact with people, he had to disinfect his limbs.

This situation has improved a lot after trying to overcome and correct it, and now he can disguise himself like an ordinary person, and even go to a pickled room like Li Ke, he can remain silent.

However, for that disgusting corpse, he must admit that he really did not have that courage.

"Sunset," slammed, the door was opened, and Zhou Qing's vicissitudes of life came into view, "Come with me!" ”