Soon after such a case first appeared, it spread secretly among the crowd, and legend has it that there are perverts who like to kill women in red dresses; There are even more outrageous sayings, saying that women belong to the yin, and they will become powerful ghosts after they die in red.

The studio was still bustling with activity, and they didn't know anything about it.

Qiqi came to class today wearing a red dress, bright red and as enthusiastic as a flame. The red dress was worn on Qiqi's body, reflecting her beautiful face, like a red rose in bloom.

"Is it pretty?" Qiqi changed her skirt and asked Lu Jia.

"Beautiful." Lu Jia said. Although she hated red the most, it was the color of blood in her subconscious. But as long as Qiqi likes it, it's all good.

Qiqi happily went out in a red dress as soon as she got out of class, Lu Jia looked at her back and said in her heart, "It's so beautiful." ”

At the same time, Gu Nai was lying on the bed, thinking about the case during the day, the location of the crime was in Xiangyang District, and the monitoring of the old building area was not very easy to use. Although the surveillance was called, I also saw several cars entering and leaving the park, but I couldn't see it clearly. In addition, there are no cameras in the park, so the train of thought stops here.

"The common feature of the case is that the deceased were all wearing red dresses but young women, and the murderer intended to sexually assault them, and then violently injured them to death...... He is cruel and may have been stimulated to distort his mind. And this fuse is obviously related to the red dress. ”

A scene appeared in Gu Nai's mind, a man had bad intentions towards a young woman, and after the woman resisted, the man's ferocity was stimulated, and he went to a secluded park to commit a crime. The killer did this either without a brain rush to commit the crime, or he was extremely familiar with the routes and environment in the area, and thought he was sure to escape the police.

"Red Skirt ......" Thinking of this, Gu Nai had an idea in his heart.

Gu Nai stood in front of the mirror, lightly applied lipstick, and smiled slightly to himself. The night light shone on her, and she saw that her pale face was matched with a bright red dress, and there was an indescribable charm all over her body.

After going downstairs, she stood on the side of the road and waited for the bus, and after a while, a taxi stopped in front of her. There was a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat of the car, very beautiful.

Gu Nai saw that the woman was also wearing a red dress.

"Where are you going? I'll pick you up a little bit along the way. The driver asked, poking his head out of the window.

"Go to Sanlitun." Gu Nai said coldly.

The beautiful girl sitting in the car refused fiercely: "No, I'm not making an appointment for carpooling, you can't take someone else." Otherwise I will complain to you. Although the driver wanted to take Gu Nai very much, the girl in the car had to drive the car away with a worried expression

"This taste...... It smells of blood. Gu Nai looked at the direction where the taxi was going, and memorized the license plate number in his heart, and his pupils were slightly red.

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Besides, after Jiang Hao came back from work, he told Lu Jia that he had not been very peaceful recently, and he should not run around, especially at night. People in their forties are becoming more and more nagging. Lu Jia has also become accustomed to this. Hearing the master say, "Don't go out at night", I thought that Qiqi had no one around to take care of her, so I called to remind her.

However, Qiqi's phone calls went unanswered.

Hit again, shut down.

"Maybe it's out of power." She forced down the uneasiness in her heart and comforted herself.

The next day, Qiqi didn't come to class, and the phone was still turned off.

Lu Jia panicked and asked Zhou Mo: "Qiqi won't be missing, right?" ”

"No, how can Qibao-chan be so cute?"

"It's nothing to do with cuteness, right?"

"Come on, little master, I'll give you a prediction and give me her usual items."

Lu Jia found an apron for painting that Qiqi often wears, put it in Zhou Mo's hand and said, "This is her work clothes, can it really work?" ”

Zhou Mo laughed: "Little master, don't worry, my prediction of divination has never failed." ”

Zhou Mo recited the incantation with his hands, and after a long time, he said with an ugly face: "That...... Little master, it's really out of order. I can't find the location of Shippo-chan. ”

"I don't believe it, I'll try again." Zhou Mo was a little deflated after reciting the spell again: "My soul chasing technique has never failed. Unless her aura is blinded by the masters. It stands to reason that it shouldn't, no, you can find another hair of her and I'll try it. ”

Zhou Mo just guessed casually, but stopped in Lu Jia's ears but chuckled. immediately called Jiang Hao: "Master, Qiqi seems to be missing." ”

"Girl, don't worry, speak slowly."

Jiang Hao hurried from Panjiayuan to the studio, and asked Qiqi over and over again about his condition in the past few days, including what was abnormal and who he had been in contact with. Even when you left, what was your state, what was your mood, and whether you had an awkward relationship with anyone, I asked in great detail.

"She was in a good mood today and asked me if my new red dress looked good." Lu Jia was still thinking hard, and her eyebrows were about to be twisted together. Don't look at Lu Jia is a little dull, but people are very affectionate.

"Red dress?" Jiang Hao's heart sank suddenly, it wouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Jiang Hao went out and called Zhang Fanchen: "Fanchen, can you reveal the news of the red dress?" ”

The other end of the phone: "No, it's the rule." ”

"Okay, I'll report it. My niece has been missing for more than twelve hours..."

"More than 48 cases have been filed."

"She was also wearing a red dress before she lost contact."

"Red dresses too? When was the last time you saw it? ”

"It was nine o'clock when I got out of work last night."

"Okay."

Since the three-person studio is located in the 987 Art District, in order to know where Qiqi went after getting off work, Zhang Fanchen contacted the police station in the jurisdiction to find out the surveillance. The 987 Art District has a high turnover of people, with cameras installed on almost every street. Due to the clues involved in the case, the various police stations in this area are also very cooperative.

Zhang Fanchen was busy with the red skirt case with the police team, and he didn't have time to come out. But it's not the same with querying clues. The surveillance screen at the police station showed Qiqi getting into a taxi.

"Check this car." Jiang Hao and Fan Chen said at the same time.

At this time, Zhang Fanchen answered the phone, and when Zhang Fanchen came back, he said to Jiang Hao: "The last phone number I dialed before I found out that Long Qiqi was missing has been confirmed to be the taxi driver's. You may know each other, or you may be booking a ride. ”

"Qiqi's social relations are very simple, except for a few of us in Beijing, there are almost no acquaintances. She doesn't have anything to do with drivers, she may be a taxi driver, and she often uses the road to take a taxi. Lu Jia said firmly.

"This kid has a special identity, and he must find it." Although Jiang Hao looked steady, only he knew the anxiety in his heart.

"I'm going to find this driver." After Zhang Fanchen finished speaking, he and Jiang Hao and Lu Jia separated.

After he returned, he made a detailed transcript of all the content of the conversation just now. Even though informal inquiries still can't miss every detail, which has been his habit for many years.

After returning home, he quickly found the driver's information and details, but the driver's phone was turned off all the time.

In less than an hour, the driver's car was also found next to an old building near the scene of the last time the body of the woman in the red dress was found.

However, the driver was not in the car.