Fei Yunfan was secretly annoyed: It's too careless, it's daytime, no matter how few people are, the owner of the small inn is still there, so it's strange to listen to the root of the wall and not be discovered.

The sound of talking in the room had stopped, and then he heard the sound of the door opening, Fei Yunfan didn't think about it, turned around and ran away, fortunately, the construction here is not so standardized, just run a few steps and there will be a corner, dodge and run into the corner, and turn around and out of the alley.

Sure enough, Fei Yunfan's feeling was right, Xie Wei and they must have something to hide from him.

They seem to be looking for someone, and this person is very important.

Liu Hui did not die for no reason, nor was he killed by them, it was sacrifice, and it was Liu Hui's voluntary sacrifice.

The woman in the room listened to the tone as if it was their head, annoyed that Xie Wei had made a decision without notifying her in advance.

Could it be that Xie Wei and they joined some special organization, pyramid schemes? What kind of pyramid scheme is it to the point of killing people, even if it is to kill people, it is definitely not voluntary for Xie Wei and them, he has lived with them for four years, and he understands their temperament.

Anyway, call the police first, Fei Yunfan dialed the phone of the Wen team, only to ring twice, and the other end had already answered the phone: "Hey! Is it Fei Yunfan? ”

Fei Yunfan and several of them left their phone numbers, but it was just a record, and the Wen team would never be on his mobile phone, he called the Wen team to know who he was as soon as he called, this person is really not simple.

"Well, Team Wen, I have something I want to see you."

"Oh, it just so happens that I'm looking for you too, where are you?"

"I'm still in school."

"It just so happens that I'm also at school, by the way, have you eaten, why don't you find a place to eat and chat."

The location was set in a small restaurant that made Hunan cuisine, and it was not yet time to eat, and there were very few people in the restaurant, so Fei Yunfan arrived at the restaurant first and found a corner to sit down.

The Wen team also quickly found the Hunan restaurant, clipped a briefcase, and looked around at the door, Fei Yunfan immediately waved at the Wen team, and the Wen team smiled at Fei Yunfan and walked over.

Team Wen sat down and ordered a few dishes first, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm so busy that I don't have time to eat, and I'm about to eat, so you called, how can there be any new clues." ”

Fei Yunfan thought for a while and asked rhetorically: "Team Wen, how did Liu Hui die?" ”

Team Wen looked at Fei Yunfan and paused: "According to the forensic examination, he died of heart failure." How did you find anything? ”

"Could heart failure be man-made?" Fei Yunfan did not directly answer the question of the Wen team.

"It's possible, but there are limitations, the person has to have a history of heart disease, and then take some specific medications." Team Wen patiently explained to Fei Yunfan, and then stared at him meaningfully.

The answer of the Wen team is actually obvious, Liu Hui has no history of heart disease, and the so-called specific drugs cannot be done by just one person, and these two conditions must be met before it is possible to die of murder.

There were no customers in the store, and the dishes were served quickly, so the Wen team took a pair of chopsticks and knocked them on the table, and put a piece of meat into their mouths: "You didn't come to me today to say this, right?" ”

"I just think it's strange, how do you say that a good person is gone, will it be related to his social relations." Fei Yunfan couldn't say it explicitly, so he had to lean in this direction as much as possible.

At this time, the Wen team had already eaten a bowl of rice, and said to Fei Yunfan while serving the rice: "You said this situation, we all have a general understanding, a few gangsters who are close to him, two are still in the bureau, and the other few are in the field, and there is no time to commit the crime at all, but according to the information we have, Liu Hui has always had a bad relationship with the people in your dormitory, but in the past few months, they have been very close, and they went out to travel together some time ago, what do you want to tell me about this situation?" ”

Having said that, it was cold, and Team Wen didn't talk much, just raised his eyes to look at Fei Yunfan between meals.

After the Wen team finished eating the third bowl of rice, they put down their chopsticks, pulled two tissues and wiped their mouths: "Let's talk about digressions." ”

Fei Yunfan was stunned for a moment: "What a digression." ”

"Since you can remind us to check Liu Hui's social relations, have you noticed that in fact, Liu Hui's death time is not this morning." After Team Wen finished saying this, he waited for Fei Yunfan's reaction.

After a while, Team Wen seemed to have waited for the answer he wanted: "It seems that you have noticed that the time of death of Liu Hui's body was a hundred years ago. ”

"What? A hundred years ago. Fei Yunfan couldn't believe his ears.

"That's right, a hundred years ago." Team Wen affirmed Fei Yunfan's question just now. "When we arrived at the scene of the crime, we smelled a strong smell of corpses, which could not have been the smell of a corpse that had just been dead for a few hours, and the forensic doctor went back to test and found that the DNA of the corpse was 100 years ago. But we did see Liu Hui in and out of the dormitory in the past few days in the surveillance, and we had questions at that time. But there is no basis for this doubt to be explained. ”

Fei Yunfan felt the hairs on his body stand up, and asked timidly, "You mean Liu Hui is not human." ”

"No, I didn't say that." Team Wen lit a cigarette and handed it over. "Do you smoke?"

Fei Yunfan took the cigarette, didn't fire it a few times, and simply didn't smoke it.

To be honest, Fei Yunfan doesn't want to listen anymore, maybe this shouldn't belong to the current era, it can only exist in the strange talk of wire-bound books.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you alone?"

Fei Yunfan shook his head, holding the unlit cigarette in his hand.

"I noticed that several of your other classmates have such a smell of rotting corpses, Liu Hui before he died, the last few phone calls were made to you, it is likely that you will be in danger, although as a police officer, you should not say these things, how to say it is also feudal superstition, but there are many things in this world that cannot be explained, anyway, you should be careful."

Team Wen stepped on the cigarette butt, stood up, patted Fei Yunfan's shoulder, and walked out of the restaurant.

By the time Fei Yunfan got home, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. He collapsed on the bed and thought about the situation this afternoon, whether it was the conversation he heard outside the small bungalow today, or the time of Liu Hui's death that the Wen team said was a hundred years ago, all these always made him uneasy.

Suddenly, the phone rang, Fei Yunfan answered the phone, and a hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Tip, how did you do it?" Why hasn't today's manuscript been sent yet? ”

Fei Yunfan suddenly remembered that today's manuscript had not been handed in, and hurriedly said, "Brother Zhao, I'll send it to you when I'm done." ”

Fei Yunfan opened the computer, and an email popped up first. He is not a well-known writer, so there are very few people to contact, except for spam emails, which are likely to be sent by the system.

He clicked on the email casually, but the content of the email made a chill run down his back.

Fei Yunfan, you may be curious to know who the murderer of him is, I can tell you that there is no murderer in the whole thing, or that you are the murderer who killed him. Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and people will bear the consequences of what they have done for themselves, and his death is only the beginning.

Who sent this inexplicable email? Why did it send it to his mailbox? Is he the murderer of Liu Hui? What did he do to kill Liu Hui? Liu Hui is just the beginning, will anyone be killed in the future? Fei Yunfan immediately thought of the other three people in their bedroom, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.

Fei Yunfan unconsciously picked up the phone and flipped to the phone of the Wen team of the Public Security Bureau. Then he thought about it and put down the phone, and today he has made it very clear that the police cannot use police force for a so-called feudal superstition, and the Wen team can remind him like this, which is already considered benevolent and righteous. So Fei Yunfan sent an email to the person who sent the email, and he wanted to know how much the person who sent the email knew about this matter.

Hello, I don't know what you mean by sending this email? I'd love to know how the whole thing happened. What exactly have they done, they have to pay with their lives? Do they mean the rest of my dormitory?

Very anxious online and so on.

Fei Yunfan looked at the email and had no other problems, and clicked the send button. Then I went to make a cup of tea and sat in front of the computer waiting for the other party's reply.

Waiting is a very boring process, you don't know when he's going to come, and you don't know what he's going to do after he comes. The whole house was eerily quiet, except for the clatter of the missing seconds hand on the clock, there was hardly any sound. Slowly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Fei Yunfan fell asleep unconsciously.

Suddenly, a rapid phone ringing woke Fei Yunfan from his dream, and he answered the phone in a daze, and an angry voice on the phone: "Tip, what are you doing?" What time is it? Where's your manuscript? Fei Yunfan sat up violently, rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. At half past eight in the evening, it was time for the manuscript to be closed, and he apologized and said that he would send it immediately.

Fei Yunfan hung up the phone and sent the manuscript he had written yesterday to Brother Zhao with trepidation. Remembering the email in the afternoon, I hurriedly clicked on it to see if the other party had replied.

The other party did not reply, and Fei Yunfan couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Fei Yunfan sat in front of the computer and seemed to have nothing to do, and his stomach screamed angrily at this time, only to remember that he and the Wen team only cared about talking, and had not eaten yet. I wanted to go out to eat, but I found that my body was very heavy, and I didn't want to move too much, so I just cooked the bun to make it easier to pay for it.

As soon as the instant noodles were put into the pot, the computer came with the sound of Dididi's email reminder, Fei Yunfan's nerves immediately tensed, and he immediately ran to the computer and looked at the email he had just received.

Sure enough, it was him again, Fei Yunfan took a deep breath, and hurriedly clicked on the email, eager to know the contents. But when I clicked on the email, I found that he did not answer the question, but instead gave him an aggressive reprimand.

You are a very restless person, and I told you that what you have done has affected the lives of other people, and now there are only five people, and if you continue to do it, more people will die because of you. Okay, I've told you enough, I hope you don't send me any more emails in the future, and even if you do, I won't reply.

The words on the email made Fei Yunfan even more confused, he slept in bed all afternoon this afternoon and didn't do anything else. What kind of thing is he talking about?

Fei Yunfan hesitated again and decided to send him another email.

Can I make a small request? Can you tell me what you mean by something that kills people? I know it to stop.

After sending, I sat down in a chair and lit a cigarette, waiting for his reply.

Soon a new email arrived. The content of the letter is very simple, just two words.

Novel.

What fiction? Could it be the novel that was published in the column? In retrospect, there was only one thing I did this afternoon.

But what does the novel he wrote have to do with the death of his dormitory mate?

Suddenly, Fei Yunfan thought of something even more terrifying, and opened the previous email, which said that there were only five people now.

Five people, are these five people all people who are going to die because of the novel?

Liu Hui, Xiang Guhao, Zhang Xian, Xie Wei, there are only four here, who is the other person? Is it the woman in the little bungalow? Or will this fifth be ———— himself?

At this time, there was a smell of mush, and Fei Yunfan remembered that instant noodles were still cooking on the electric stove, so he immediately went over and turned off the fire.

The phone rang again, and Fei Yunfan looked at the name on the phone-Xiang Gu Hao.