Xiao Ning lay in the dark, never able to fall asleep quickly.

The floor is a little stiff, and every time I move, I feel even more sticky.

Because there was so much blood that it piled up together, it couldn't all dry up in a short period of time, and some of it was in a half-dry state.

He was also a person with very strong senses, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Xiao Ning took a deep breath again, and under the absolute silence, drowsiness gradually came in.

I don't know how long it took for him to finally fall into a complete stupor.

In the darkness, a glimmer of light came in.

Xiao Ning opened his eyes, and the light became brighter and brighter, and finally the entire room was completely reflected.

That's right, the room he's lying in right now. It's just that there is not a drop of blood on the dim wallpaper, and it is this that makes him understand that he is in a dream.

Xiao Ning sat up slowly, his hands propped on the ground, and he didn't feel the slightest blood.

When he stood up completely, the room seemed to be spotless.

Suddenly, the overhead light began to become unstable, dimming little by little, and finally turning on and off.

I don't know when something is missing from the window, it's like a piece of opaque cloth covering it from the outside, and you can't see anything.

Ben's flat floor became a little softer, and when Xiao Ning looked down, he found that his shoes had sunk into the floor, and Ben's neat straight line had been seriously distorted.

Solid, turning into liquid, that's probably what happened.

"Bang!"

A loud bang suddenly appeared, Xiao Ning covered his ears in pain, and looked up sharply to see that the entire chandelier had all exploded, but the light bulb inside was still flickering, emitting that dim but dazzling light.

Traces of blood gradually appeared on the wall, just like the scene of the crime.

But there was no one in the room but him.

The ground seemed to be getting softer and softer, and Xiao Ning's calves were completely sunk in. He also wanted to pull it out, but it was like a cast of iron, and he couldn't move at all.

The bloodstains on the walls became more and more obvious, and finally completely restored to the appearance of the previous crime scene.

Xiao Ning lowered his head, and sure enough, even if the floor was deformed, the blood was pouring out along with it.

It was getting softer and softer, so soft that he could clearly feel himself sinking, sinking......

He counted the time, but it was only two minutes, and he was only outside above his chest.

The ceiling became high, the TV became high, and the blood, from the bottom up, was like ...... An invisibly wide net.

Soon, his chest sank to the ground.

Xiao Ning couldn't figure out why he had such a dream, and whether it had anything to do with the case.

Could it be that because he fell asleep here, he dreamed of the same scene?

In fact, it's just a day and night dream?

I felt a strong pressure in my chest, and it became a little difficult to breathe. Xiao Ning's jaw felt the floor like a viscous liquid, and it continued to sink as it continued to sink little by little.

Soon, his nose was completely covered, and this time he couldn't even breathe, and a fatal feeling of suffocation came over his head, even making his eyes a little unclear.

At that moment, there was a clanging sound.

Something fell on the ground, but it made a sound that only touched the floor.

Xiao Ning looked hard with his peripheral vision, and it turned out that except for his feet, the rest of the floors were normal.

The thing that fell was a small white plaster statue, the exact pattern of which was unrecognizable, but it was indistinguishable as a human form.

His eyes sank into the floor, and eventually everything was gone.

"Huhu......" Xiao Ning sat up abruptly, panting heavily.

It was obviously a dream, but at this moment, his whole chest was a little painful, and even his brain felt a little deprived of oxygen.

Maybe it's lying on the floor, maybe it's the wrong posture, maybe it's not having a pillow...... But that dream was too real.

Xiao Ning sat up, the living room had fallen into complete darkness, but the light outside the window was very prosperous, making people wake up from a dream and know that they had returned to reality.

After a full ten minutes of rest, he finally stood up and looked at his watch at the same time.

He slept for two hours, but the dream seemed to happen in ten minutes.

Xiao Ning opened the door, and the corridor was clear, shaking his eyes painfully.

He narrowed his eyes and noticed Yin Zetai and the others.

They sat on the ground against the wall, sitting in a row, with coats under them, even Lin Sunset.

Xiao Ning exhaled, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

Yin Zetai patted his ass and stood up, "It's okay, boss, did you dream of something?" ”

Xiao Ning nodded, and gestured with his hand a length that was only about five centimeters high, "Go and find, the plaster statue, white, should be a carved human shape, only so big, the source should be easier to find." ”

Because of the texture of plaster, only those who study art will like it, or in other words, artists prefer this material.

In fact, the plaster is very unstrong, and it may break at the slightest touch, so it is not suitable for use as an ornament at home.

The city does not produce gypsum, and there are relatively few such things, so it is easy to pinpoint the source.

Xiao Ning recalled Zhang Li's hand, maybe this was what she was holding at the beginning.

Even if it's not a real dream, but a real dream, he has to check it.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I left the scene of the crime.

Xiao Ning didn't go home, and went straight to the criminal police brigade.

As soon as he entered the office, he was surprised to find that a futon and a pillow had been placed on the sofa. He looked back at Yin Zetai and the others, "Which of you did it?" ”

Lin Sunset, who was standing at the end, shrugged, "This is what I brought it, don't worry, I just bought it a few days ago, and I have never used it once in the water regularly." ”

Xiao Ning felt a hint of warmth in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, anyway, we're also colleagues, and we can't watch you sleep on this couch every day. It's been cold lately, so be careful not to catch a cold. Otherwise, it will delay you in solving the case. ”

After speaking, Lin Xiyang waved his hand, "I'll go home first, see you tomorrow." ”

Xu Xingteng said enviously on the side: "Why didn't anyone send me a quilt?" ”

The corners of Li Ke's mouth twitched, "I said, you have the thickest quilt in the lounge." Boss, there is no quilt, what do you want others to send? ”

The two of them immediately began to talk again, Yin Zetai shook his head, couldn't stand the non-stop chattering scene, nodded to Xiao Ning, and then returned to the front work station and began to prepare to investigate the source of the plaster statue.

The office was quiet again, Xiao Ning was lying on the sofa, the quilt was covered, and it was suddenly a lot warmer.

With a pillow, he doesn't have to sleep on the armrests of the sofa, and the whole person becomes more comfortable.