"What is this?" The fat man moved his buttocks, and then felt like something under his buttocks, reached out and took it up from below, looked left and right, saw a red blood stain on the notebook, and threw it on Ning Fan in disgust.

"This is what I just picked up outside the door." Ning Fan looked at the notebook in his hand and slowly opened it. "I don't know who it is...... Yes! Ning Fan opened the notebook, then screamed, staring at the notebook in his hand without blinking.

"How?" The fat man glanced at Ning Fan strangely, "This is ...... Zhang Jun's notes ......" Ning Fan's voice trembled.

"What? Impossible, Zhang Jun died last night, how could his notebook appear with you today? The fat man snatched the notebook from Ning Fan's hand, lowered his head and looked at it......

The notebook was stained with bloodstains, the fat man frowned and opened the notebook, on the first page, the lower right corner was written Zhang Jun's two words, the fat man knew at a glance that this was Zhang Jun's handwriting, although Zhang Jun's appearance was not good, but the word was the best one written among the three.

The second page begins with Zhang Jun's handwriting, and from the first page, this handwriting is Zhang Jun's handwriting that he has been writing since last year, the fat man turned page by page, Ning Fan also sat next to the fat man, and the two heads came together to look at Zhang Jun's notebook.

The whole notebook was normal, and the fat man and Ning Fan continued to scroll down until the last few pages, and Zhang Jun's notes began to appear abnormal......

August 16th

It's been a long time since I've had a nightmare, and today I actually had a nightmare, maybe...... Maybe it was the girl's terrible screams that made me feel even more guilty, and I couldn't sleep all night, but I finally fell asleep and was immediately woken up by a nightmare, which is probably the most regrettable thing I have ever done in my life......

August 18th

I couldn't sleep for the past two days, and when I closed my eyes, it was as if I heard the girl's screams......

August 19th

I've been in a trance all day today, as if something terrible has happened, and I don't know what's wrong with me, haven't I slept well lately, and I've had a nervous breakdown?

August 20th

The girl...... He's dead? Those beasts actually killed her? I thought I heard the girl's screams that night.

August 21

I stayed at home for a day today, I didn't go out, I didn't dare to go out, although I didn't see the faces of those men that day, but I don't know if they could see my faces clearly, and I don't know if they will come to me......

August 22nd

I saw it on TV today, as all vicious cases, the police attach great importance to this, and call on the masses with clues to stand up and provide clues to the police, but ...... Whenever I stepped out of them, I always remembered the burly bodies of those men and their angry roars...... The foot that goes out will always retract again......

August 23rd

I hadn't slept for three days, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I seemed to see the girl roaring at me angrily and asking me why I didn't help her, why I watched those people take her away......

August 24th

I feel like I can't hold on anymore, I haven't closed my eyes for four days, maybe it's a good choice to accompany that girl like this, at least I don't have to be so guilty, so scared.

August 25th

Day 5...... I feel like she's coming back for me......

August 26th

What to do? On the sixth day, I don't have the strength to write with a pen now, but I know, I know she'll come to me in a moment......

The note stopped here, and the fat man raised his head and glanced at Ning Fan, "Did there be any murder of any heinous nature on August 20?" Ning Fan turned his head to the fat man and asked.

"Right away, wait, I'll see right away." The fat man immediately took out his mobile phone and checked, "Yes, on the 20th, there was a vicious homicide case in Shangchang Village, Fenghuang Town, the victim Liu Qian was raped and killed, and the body was found in a bamboo forest in Shangchang Village, but I haven't heard any progress so far, I will go back to the bureau tomorrow to check the information." ”

"Do you think Zhang Jun's death will be related to Liu Qian's death? Looking at what is written in Zhang Jun's notebook, he should have witnessed Liu Qian being taken away by several men, could it be that after those men killed Liu Qian, they came back to kill Zhang Jun and kill him? Ning Fan tapped the notebook in his hand and said to the fat man.

"Well, it's very likely, to say that such a timid person as Zhang Jun has the courage to commit suicide, and ......" The fat man took out his mobile phone and flipped through it, and then handed it to Ning Fan, "I absolutely don't believe it if I was so cruel to myself." ”

The mobile phone handed over by the fat man was taken by the fat man in Zhang Jun's house just now, and he saw that the whole photo was very dim, Ning Fan also knew that Zhang Jun had been very economical, and the lights at home were all old bulbs that had been used for one or two decades, hanging in the living room, and the dim light could not illuminate the whole room at all, in the picture, Zhang Jun was lying on the ground in an extremely weird posture, holding his two hands on his chest, and half of the palm of one hand had been inserted into his chest, and the ground was splashed with blood everywhere, and there was garbage scattered all around. There are also traces of violent struggle, which seems to be caused by Zhang Jun's violent struggle.

And Zhang Jun's head also looked behind him at an angle that a normal person would never turn around, his two eyes stared at him, the protruding whites of his eyes were covered with a layer of bloodshots, and the protruding green tendons on his temples and forehead made Zhang Jun's whole face look extremely weird, the teeth in his mouth were biting hard, and the tendons on his cheeks were bulging high, it was conceivable that Zhang Jun must have died in extreme fear and pain.

The clothes on the chest were completely torn and torn, hanging on Zhang Jun's body one by one, and on Zhang Jun's chest, there were dozens of scars staggered horizontally and vertically, completely scratched by hand, and the scars were completely ploughed out of the body by fingernails and other things, and the deep groove-like wounds were turned out, turning out fresh flesh and blood, you can imagine how painful the wounds on the human body would be if they were scratched out like this.

It turned out that Ning Fan was still wondering what the fat man said about what blood was in Zhang Jun's nails, and after looking at this photo, Ning Fan understood that if the wound was really scratched by Zhang Jun himself, then the blood stain in his fingernails ...... It's all the flesh and blood that I grabbed from myself.

Looking at Zhang Jun, who was so miserable in the photo, Ning Fan felt a chill hit him, making people feel panicked, "I dare to guarantee that Zhang Jun definitely did not commit suicide, how could he have the courage to commit suicide and be so cruel to himself?" Ning Fan turned his head to the fat man and said, "Fat man, tomorrow you go back to the bureau to take a good look at this case, we must not let Zhang Jun die in vain, we must find out the murderer of him." ”

"Well, I understand, I'll do it without you saying it." Listening to Ning Fan's words, the fat man also nodded fiercely, "Made, I will never let our brother die in vain......"