"The time of death is presumed to be between nine and eleven o'clock last night."

When Xu Zibiao said this, I trembled in my heart.

"That's not right, Biaozi! I came out of the company at one o'clock in the morning last night, no, I saw Lao Zhao lying on the table and taking a nap! ”

"Wouldn't they be wrong about the time?" I asked.

"One o'clock in the morning? No, the time error will not be so bad. ”

"How do you explain what I saw?" I felt my voice tremble slightly.

"Are you misremembering the time?" He asked me.

"No way, it was past twelve when we came out of the barbecue stand. Send Li Xin back, I will go out of the company gate and look at the watch again, it will definitely not be wrong! ”

Xu Zibiao shook his head and said, "If it's not that you read the wrong time, then unless you ......"

"It wasn't Lao Zhao who was lying on the table at that time?"

It's scary to think about! As soon as I said this, goosebumps exploded all over my body.

In this case, the only explanation is that the murderer was lying on his stomach in the house at that time. Since he was lying on the table with his back and just waved his hand, Li Xin and I didn't see anything.

"Peace, there's one more detail. The handprint on the deceased's neck, analyzed from the shape and size, is a woman's handprint. But no fingerprints were left. Moreover, no suspicious footprints were found at the scene. ”

It must be her right!

I wiped the sweat from my head.

"Now their criminal police team is investigating the social connections of the deceased." Xu Zibiao said.

"Ping'an, it's not unreasonable for you to suspect that this case was not done by someone. Because with the current level of human cognition, no one can make a corpse appear like that in such a short period of time. He continued.

I nodded and said, "I always think she'll commit crimes." ”

Xu Zibiao patted me on the shoulder and said, "Dude, pay attention to yourself." If you find anything suspicious, call me immediately. ”

I didn't eat much of a meal, so I really didn't have an appetite. At nine o'clock, we were ready to go.

I was about to go to check out, but Xu Zibiao stopped me and said, "I must invite you today, it can be regarded as a pick-up for you." ”

I didn't agree: "I'll ask if it's okay, don't fight with me!" Although buddy is a little sloppy now, I still can afford a meal! ”

Xu Zibiao knew my temper, paused for a moment, nodded and said, "Cheng, then I'll come next time!" ”

We walked and talked for a while, and then we went home.

Back downstairs, I looked up at the window on the fifth floor. The light was dark, and it seemed that Bai Xi had already slept.

Going upstairs, I gently opened the door and changed my shoes in the foyer. I was just about to go to the living room, but at this moment, I heard a scream from inside.

I was immediately shocked and rushed into the living room. thought something was happening, but saw Aunt Bai Xi sitting on the sofa with a pillow and watching "The Devil Will Show".

I was so angry that I shouted, "What are you doing? Looking at this in the dark at night? Still howling, what kind of demon are you doing? ”

As I spoke, I pressed the button of the chandelier, and the room suddenly lit up.

Bai Xi covered his eyes and shouted, "What are you doing!" You've blinded you! Close it quickly, do you understand what atmosphere is? You have to have this atmosphere when you watch a horror movie! ”

"Still the atmosphere? I'm angry right now! I almost out to you! ”

Bai Xi pursed his lips.

I said again: "You also said that I always lose yang energy with the horror film crew, and you are not afraid of damaging yang qi when you watch horror movies in the middle of the night?" ”

"I'm not like you. I'm too lazy to tell you. ”

"Anyway, you're a girl, so fond of watching horror movies?" I asked again.

Bai Xi's eyes lit up instantly, and he became excited.

"That's it! Let me tell you, I have basically watched all the horror movies around the world, both by name and by name. ”

"Oh? So where do you think the best horror movies are made? ”

"Different regions, each with its own style!"

"Hmm. Let's talk about it! I narrowed my eyes slightly, looking at the soft cute girl curled up on the sofa in front of me with interest, I didn't expect her taste to be so heavy.

"Listen! Horror films in different countries and regions have different focuses and expressions. American film, a lot of blood. The artificial plasma is like no money, spraying all over the screen, the flesh and blood are blurry, and it is miserable. ”

"Thai, ghostly. From the very beginning, there are constant ghosts, and a ghost pops up every once in a while throughout the whole process. Really give it, so that you don't pee, absolutely conscience production. ”

I felt like it made some sense, so I nodded and said, "Well, go ahead." ”

"Hong Kong's, Lotto. Although it is scary, it is interspersed with a lot of jokes, which belongs to the 'intimidating and fun' style. ”

"Korean, talk a lot. Their horror films, slow-paced, feel like they're chatting all the time. ”

"Japanese, with a lot of sound. Their films are average, but the horror sound effects are really well done. When I watched "The Grudge" for the first time, I muted the sound, and put on "The Most Dazzling National Style", which was stunned for me to watch the music. ”

"Continental, hallucinations. No matter what was played before, the end of the film must have been imagined by the protagonist dreaming or taking medicine. ”

After listening to her finish this big set, I blinked and pondered for a long time.

Bai Xi smiled slightly and said, "How about it, silly boy, the amount of information is too big for a while, and you can't accept it, right?" ”

"Hey, who's a stupid boy? Are you happy this time? I huffed.

Bai Xi quacked like a man, and there was no image of a lady.

She turned off the TV and got up to leave. I asked, "Don't you continue watching?" ”

She waved her hand and said, "Don't watch it, I've seen it many times anyway, it's a classic revisit." As soon as you come back, the atmosphere is gone. ”

Watching Bai Xi twist her slender waist back to her room, I felt more and more that this girl was different.

I washed up and went back to my room. Leaning on the bed, I fell into deep thought-

After listening to Xu Zibiao's introduction just now, my heart felt as if a big stone had been pressed.

All the current signs point to the murderer being the wax puppet. But how can a wax figure kill someone? Could it be that some ghost has possessed her?

Did she kill Master Zhao just to suck blood? Where has she been now?

The more I thought about it, the more clueless I became, so I got out of bed, sat down at my desk, and pulled out a small notebook from a drawer.

Whenever I'm in a particularly good mood or depressed, I always like to take out this book and flip through it.

Of course, there isn't a word in it.

It's an ordinary diary, not too thick. It was put in a small basket with me as a baby, and it was the only thing my parents left me.

When I was eight years old, my nursery mom gave it to me. For fifteen years from then until now, I've been thinking about what my parents meant by leaving me a blank notebook.

I also tried to solve this question, and smeared various reagents on the pages of the paper to make the book develop. Steamed in a pot, roasted with a lamp, and even burned far away with a lighter, and almost lit the book, but found nothing.

At this point, I opened the journal again and looked back and forth.

It's still the same.

I gently stroked the notebook, trying to feel the message it carried. Before I knew it, sleepiness struck......