"What's the matter?"

"The prop hemp rope of the drama club."

It was like thunder that struck over our heads.

I hurriedly asked Chen Xiaoqiu: "What about the silk scarf in the second case?" ”

Chen Xiaoqiu was taking out his mobile phone, "I'll ask my uncle." "The uncle of the Chen family should be busy, so Chen Xiaoqiu had to leave a text message for him.

"What do you think the murder weapon means?" The fat man asked, "There is no murder weapon in the police department, right?" ”

"If the hand is a murder weapon...... "The thin man told a sneering joke.

Guo Yujie glared at the thin man, "You're still joking at this time!" ”

"Things have changed since the third murder, I don't know if the evil ghost took the initiative to change, or if something went wrong." I analysed the matter and brought the conversation back on track.

"Couldn't it be a coincidence?" Guo Yujie asked.

"Well, I can't rule it out."

"It's really strange that the police took the initiative to return the rope to the drama club. Have you asked your uncle about this? The thin man looked at Chen Xiaoqiu.

"I asked last time, because the case is very simple, the process of handling the case is very fast, and there is no problem in returning the rope from a procedural point of view." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

In this way, the "brainstorming" could not come to a conclusion, and the five of us dispersed and went about our own work.

In the afternoon, Xiao Gu called me and told me about Tao Hai's house.

"The house belongs to Tao Hai's parents, and the property rights have not been changed, but his parents have been dead for many years, and there is only one heir, Tao Hai." Xiao Gu said succinctly, "The house is very clean, and there have been no mortgages, guarantees and other procedures. ”

In other words, Tao Hai inherited and disposed of the house without any problems.

Then why didn't Tao Hai move the house all the time?

It's not like missing your parents, is it?

Director Mao mentioned that Tao Hai had an average relationship with his parents, his wife was separated because of gambling, and his parents did not treat him well.

I had a headache, thanked Xiao Gu, and hung up the phone.

When I got off work, the thin man patted me on the shoulder nonsensically, nodded solemnly and vigorously to me, and the fat man came in line to pat me on the shoulder. I dodged Guo Yujie's iron palm, and said with a smile: "Do you still want to give me a sentence of 'the wind is sluggish and the water is cold'?" ”

The thin man snorted, "Don't say such unlucky things. Brother Qi, you have to be good! ”

"Brother Qi, your own safety is the most important thing. To say that it is ugly, we will not be people's police, it is better to be helpful and courageous, but it is a bit too much to sacrifice ourselves for others. The fat man spoke earnestly.

Guo Yujie's tone was heavy, "You must be fine." ”

Chen Xiaoqiu didn't say anything, but he still had the cold and calm appearance of the past, which made me feel a little more relaxed.

"Alright, don't make a fuss." I waved my hand.

When I went to sleep that night, I was still a little nervous, and it took me a little longer than usual before I fell asleep.

In my dream, I sat in the cell and looked at the female prisoner lying in the opposite cell, and I felt indescribably sad. My little gesture in the detention center didn't stop the demon from torturing the young woman.

The woman rolled over, as if asleep, unconscious. She had her back to me at the moment, and her body was so curvy that even the ugly prisoner's yellow vest could not diminish her bright color. Her body didn't move, and her head slowly turned towards the ceiling. Her neck didn't stop writhing, and she continued to turn her head in my direction, as if someone had used her head as a bottle cap and was turning it hard. The woman's face was a tranquil expression of deep sleep, unaware.

I was nailed to a fixed position like the previous times, and I couldn't even feel my body.

The woman's neck made a "kala" sound, and the muscles around her neck were twisted. In this case, the calm and serene sleeping face on her face became extremely strange and terrifying. She turned her head slowly, but no matter how slow she was, she was still moving, and eventually she would turn her back entirely.

I could only watch as her head turned to her back, her closed eyes snapping open, her red lips opening in a scream of terror.

"Ahh

As if there was a never-ending scream, the woman's head spun wildly around her neck like clockwork, and her terrified expression turned into an afterimage, grotesque and hideous.

I was so frightened that I forgot to fight in my dreams.

The scream slowly subsided, and the speed of the head slowed, until when it finally stopped, the woman was face down, buried in the pillow, and her long hair was spread out and fell down at the sides of her head. Blood oozed from under his neck and hair, staining the sheets and quilts red, dripping down.

"Perfect!"

The demon's voice rang out, full of appreciation and joy.

I was blessed at this moment, remembering yesterday's dream.

The demon was very dissatisfied with the deceased man yesterday, and he was so angry that he even stood up and paced in the corridor of the police station. During that time, my perspective remained the same. I thought my dream was based on evil spirits, but when I think about it, there are no evil spirits in the aftermath of the dream.

This dream and the "stage" of the evil ghost did not completely coincide, at least I was independent from him.

When I think about it, the power that imprisoned me seems to be gone.

The dream began to repeat.

The female prisoner lay down on the bed, rolled over and lay on her side, and began to turn her head.

Instead of focusing all my attention on the woman anymore, I felt the change in the air around me. The second time the dream repeated, I could feel something leave. It must have been the demon who left. He had already seen the performance he wanted to see, so he didn't wait for the woman's performance to be completely over, so he threw away the woman to find the next target. Losing the ghost's dream, the air became viscous, and the woman's movements were more blocked than the first time.

"Yes, it's over." I made a sound in my dream.

The woman turned halfway to her head and stopped, opened her eyes, and turned to look at me in a daze, "Aren't you shooting?" ”

It was as if my heart had been hit, and I replied in a hoarse voice, "No more shooting." You're done. ”

The woman sat up and asked apprehensively, "How am I doing?" ”

"Very well acted, very ...... Perfect. I replied with difficulty.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly, "That's great. ”

Her figure gradually disappeared, and I also woke up from the dream, and when I looked at the time, I had only slept for half an hour, which was completely different from the previous dream.

I liberated the dead ahead of time this time, but what about the evil spirit? What am I going to do with him?

The next day at work, I told everyone what I had found, which was good news. Chen Xiaoqiu also brought us good news.

The scarf was returned to the relatives of the deceased on the same day. The situation at the police station was the same as in the first case. Lan Lan helped me find out something. There used to be a director in the entertainment industry, and when he used props for filming, he did not let the props team make or buy them, but borrowed them. The props in all his works are rented, and if they can be borrowed from individuals, they will never be borrowed from film and television companies, and they will be returned in time as soon as they are used up. Chen Xiaoqiu showed a rare smile and continued confidently, "This director died three years ago, and before he died, he was directing a criminal investigation TV series, and the filming progress stopped at a scene where the victim was strangled to death with a rope, and he was killed, and the cause of death was still a broken neck." ”