There has been little progress in Luo Wei's case, and it looks like another mystery. However, the most worrying thing is not Luo Wei's death, but the pile of nameless broken corpses. I just hope that another case will not suddenly pop up in the middle and become an obstacle. Murder and investigation are always so nerve-wracking.

After leaving the bureau at five o'clock, I used to walk home, no matter how bad the weather was.

The sun sets in the west, stretching my shadow to the east. Walking alone on the road looks very isolated, and the shadow looks extremely lonely.

I watched the pedestrians and tall buildings along the way, slowly swallowing and grinding, and I didn't get home until seven o'clock.

When I opened the door, I still saw Wan Yan sitting on the sofa. But I know he's not waiting for me, it's a habit to sit on the couch, and I have it too. There is no one else who will wait for me except for the occasional silver who comes to my house, although Liancheng and Brother Yi will also, but they don't have the key to my house.

Wan Yan hugged my computer, and he didn't notice the sound of me entering the door. His expression was sometimes serious, sometimes angry, sometimes excited, and sometimes terrified. I can't understand how a person can have so many expressions on his face, and it's hard not to suspect that he is evil.

Driven by curiosity, I moved my feet closer to him, and when I saw what he was doing, I realized what he was doing.

Wan Kuan was holding my computer and reading a novel in my notepad. That's what I wrote, that's right. I know what I'm doing, and I'm no longer surprised by the expression on his face, which is to be expected.

"Ten thousand." I shouted.

"Hmm." He looked up and smiled at me, "It's back." Did you write it? It's well written, it's definitely a god-level work, why don't you publish it? ”

"I've published articles." I didn't deceive Wan Yan, I did publish an article, but this one didn't pass, and I haven't sent him again since then, and I haven't published it in any post bar.

"I checked, but no." He looked at me with a "you're lying to me and being an idiot" expression, "Maybe you don't know, I like to read all kinds of books." Literary masterpieces, Xiuzhen novels, supernatural novels, fantasy novels, etc. I like your novels, but not online. ”

"If you like it, I'll send it to you by email, no one will accept this novel."

"Why doesn't anyone take it? It's really very well written. ”

"Bloody violence, distorted character, cruelty, etc., only negative effects."

"I don't think so. Your novels aren't delicate, but they're just telling the truth......"

I don't know what he said behind the scenes, except that he said a lot and a long time like he was setting off firecrackers. His head was groggy, and he wanted to shut up this person, but he didn't want to put his unhappiness on others, so he had to purse his lips and look at him without saying a word.

"You...... What's wrong? After he finished speaking, he noticed that my face was a little gloomy, and his attitude suddenly changed from a relaxed and easy talk to a cautious with concern, "Aren't you uncomfortable, don't you want me to accompany you to have a look?" ”

I sighed in my heart, not wanting to understand Wan Yan's feelings at the moment, and I didn't want to embarrass him, so I just took my computer back from his hand and got up and said, "It's nothing, maybe I'm too tired from the recent case, so I'm not in a good mood." Excuse me, but I'm going to take care of myself, I want to go and rest. ”

"Hey! Wait a minute! Wan Yan jumped up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen, and after a while he handed me the thermos flask, "This is the dinner I brought back to you at the restaurant outside." I think you must eat very casually when you eat by yourself, so I brought it to you. I'm bothering you these days. ”

I smiled and couldn't deny, "It's fine." ”

"Hey! Does Xiao Yao's case have a clue? ”

"Yes." There's nothing to hide, and it doesn't involve the progress of the case.

"Do you know who the killer is?"

"I'll take care of this, don't worry, it's not within your reach."

"Okay, I got it." Wan Yan's face suddenly became very ugly, "It's me who has a lot of trouble, Officer Jun, but I always know who it is, don't I?" It's just a matter of time. Although Officer Jun can rest assured, I won't do anything I shouldn't do, and there is no need to put myself on a ride for a social scum, I still understand this truth. I'm just curious what kind of person would kill my best friend. ”

"You're smart." I ended up just taking a deep look at him and went upstairs.

Wan Yan used the term "best friend" for Zhang Xianjing. I know there are a lot of emotions in it that I don't understand, but that's Wan Yan's own business, and it has nothing to do with me. This kind of feeling, as an outsider, can only be watched, and only insiders can deeply understand.

There's nothing more enjoyable about summer than taking a cold shower. After taking a bath, I feel like I'm alive again.

I turned on the computer and sat cross-legged on the bed and began to code the book I had just read. Because of Wan Yan's words, I suddenly wanted to write this book.

In addition to investigating cases, I also write some supernatural novels in my spare time. His pen name is Ziyi Baiying. It's not so famous, and it's not so lonely.

There is only one nightlight in the room, and the light is dim and soft, making the whole room look like the eyes of a thirsty sleeper. On the left hand side of the room is a shutter, the window is wide open, the curtains are not lowered, the warm night breeze blows into the room, and it is a layer of fine sweat on the body, the wind is not strong, the curtains are only slightly trembling with the wind. Even if the wind is hot, I don't want to close the window, it's not that I'm sick or have some special love number, but my room is upstairs, not as cool as the hall, not to mention that there is no air conditioning in the room, only the big electric fan above my head is rotating. It brings up a little warmer wind than outside, but it can make the house heat dissipate faster.

The room was quiet, except for the faint whimper of the wind except for the sound of me tapping on the keyboard.

My home has been absolutely quiet, which is nothing surprising. Around ten o'clock, I was just in the middle of describing the appearance of a ghost in the novel when a loud noise came from downstairs, which just frightened my keyboard hand and accidentally pressed the delete key, and then there was not a single one of the 3,000 words that I had just spent time writing. My heart was immediately filled with fire, but it was not easy to attack, so I had to click on the page of my published novel and complain to readers.

The sound downstairs never stopped, and I couldn't care about it, but I just felt very annoying and deliberately didn't care. About ten minutes later, the sound was still there, and it was getting closer, it was the sound of metal hitting the marble slab.

It's just inexplicable! Even if it's what Wan Yan is doing down there, you should pay attention to it, right? I still need to rest! I don't know what he's doing, I really doubt that if this continues, I won't have a good tile below when I wake up tomorrow morning.

After a few struggles, I decided to go and see what was going on. Gently closed the computer and got out of bed.

He opened the door with a creak, and his heart paused, and he didn't know what the situation was now.

I stood in the doorway of my room and looked into the hallway. The whole corridor was pitch black, and the lights downstairs were also turned off, but the sound of the metal kept coming to my ears from the darkness, and the sound was approaching.

Generally, switches will be installed on each floor of the corridor, which is for convenience, and no one wants to go upstairs and go downstairs to turn off the lights in the corridor.

It's been sad enough in the last few days, what kind of trouble is this Wan Wan Wan turning off the lights and hiding in the corridor! I feel like I've been under a lot of pressure lately, and I should find someone to vent to, even though I don't want to be a host who doesn't know how to be hospitable.

With a snap, I angrily slapped on the switch that was only half a meter away from me, and the lights in the corridor were instantly bright, and I swallowed it immediately before I could open my mouth, and then I couldn't say a word, and the anger disappeared without a trace, leaving only fear. I didn't have time to think about it, I immediately turned back to the room and locked the door, and used all the items like the bedside table to block the door. I paced back and forth in the room like a headless fly.

The moment I turned on the light, what appeared in my eyes without hesitation was not Wan Yan, but a dead man who made me remember deeply - Luo Wei!

It was prostrate on the ground, holding an iron rod the size of my arm, and every time it climbed a distance, it struck the floor with it. It was still the same as it had been seen that night, its entire body twisted like hemp rope, as if it had no bones. But in fact, it has bones, and many bones are exposed by the twisting of the body, a bit like the effect of a hedgehog replacing the barbs on its body with white bones that stick to the flesh, which looks extremely terrifying. He also gave me a wicked smile when I saw him, and a disjointed sinister laugh came out of his throat that made me feel like my entire scalp had been ripped off.

A gust of wind blew on me, it was not as warm as before, and when it covered my skin, it was as cold as touching a layer of ice, and I was shocked to remember that my window was not closed! After reacting, I rushed to the shutter as fast as I could in my life, snapped it shut, and closed it with a bang.

I can't sit still, even this year I'm only twenty years old, I still have a long life to live, and I don't want to die like this. In a hurry, I made an extremely idiotic decision, walked to the bedside, turned on the computer, clicked on Baidu, and typed "What should I do if I encounter a ghost?" in the input bar. "Then there were thousands of columns, and I didn't think much about clicking on the first column, and the content was ......

Hundred ghosts at night: If you are a man and you haven't broken the L place and meet a ghost, you can open your pants and pee, the effect of the boy is very good, if you are not a man or a virgin L, then you can only run, but you shouldn't be able to run away, right? Ha ha! Good luck.

There is a deep song in the night: encounter a ghost? I've read too many novels of the landlord! What the hell can you meet? Did the landlord meet a pervert?

I look for him thousands of times: When I was a child, I heard adults say that ghosts can't see people, and what will ghosts do to you for no reason? If you encounter it, you can pretend that you can't see it. People who hear that they can't see these things.

I loved her: If you meet a ghost, you can become a monk, it must be the evil child you created in your previous life!

……

The corners of my eyes twitched violently, what are these words and what! Even if I'm here to be funny, I can't laugh, right? Human life is at stake!

Just when I was almost desperate to open the second column, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the mobile phone placed next to the pillow, just now I thought the mobile phone was in the living room, so I didn't pay attention. At this moment, I didn't care about the content of my request, so I rushed to the pillow, picked up my mobile phone, and called the number of the silver in a panic.