Today's weather is not very good.

It was just dawn, and everything in the room seemed so bleak.

The outside world, surprisingly quiet. There was not even the sound of a car passing by, even the familiar birdsong disappeared at this time.

I turned my head to look at Simmons on the other side, the quilt was neatly folded, but the person was gone.

When I came back from Inner Mongolia that day, Yaya and I had a few days of peace.

My father and father-in-law said that we still had things to do, so we didn't go back for the time being.

I wondered what they were going to do, but every time I asked, I was blocked back by two old guys.

I got up, washed up, and walked out.

In the hall, Yaya was wearing an apron and sweeping the floor.

"It's early!"

She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and complained, "I don't know what happened last night, the house is in chaos." ”

"Daddy, they're looking for something."

"But you can't mess around like this, it's hard for people to tidy up."

When I walked down, I saw the computer desk, the drawer of the coffee table, and the combination cabinet all being turned into a mess.

The upholstery on the sofa was torn off.

Yaya laid out the mat cloth again and continued to complain: "Even if you want to find something, you can't rummage around like this." Zhuo, do you think your home is being patronized by thieves? ”

I shook my head, began to sort through the mess of papers on my computer desk, and smiled, "This is my villa, not an ordinary place. What thief would dare to come here to steal? Not to mention the dense cameras here, and your father's guards are also outside, who would dare to come in and steal something? ”

"It's still called 'your father', it's not big or small!" She looked up and glared at me fiercely.

I was a little embarrassed, and even though it had been a few days, I still couldn't be called. "Yes?...... Father! ”

She nodded with satisfaction, lowered her head and continued to tidy up the drawers of the coffee table: "Daddy and Daddy both get up so early!" We are younger than them, but we still sleep ...... often" She said this, and suddenly froze, looked up at me, and said in a stunned voice: "Zhuo ...... Anyone has really been here......"

At the same time, I also froze, looking at the black handprint on a snow-white document in my hand, and muttered, "I also saw ......"

She took out a CD from the drawer of the coffee table and said, "This is not Daddy, or Daddy's handprint." ”

I pulled out the paper with the black handprint in my hand and said, "I'm not my dad or my father's handprint." ”

She dropped her broom and ran over with her disc.

The empty hall was immediately quiet and looked a little eerie.

"Look......" she said, putting the reflective side of the disc in the light, "there's five fingerprints on it, and somebody has taken the disc, and...... Do you look at this mudra, it looks like a normal human? ”

I looked at the white paper in my hand, then at the disc in her hand, and shook my head: "No! The fingers are too thick! Moreover, the middle finger is particularly long......"

I glanced at her and saw the confusion and uneasiness in each other's eyes.

Last night, someone came to my villa, and he rummaged through it unscrupulously looking for what he wanted, but our people, did not find it.

What kind of person is it that dares to come to me to steal something? What was he looking for?

We all looked each other in the eye and nodded together.

With a gesture of my hand, Xierzhuo appeared in my hand. Under the light, a cold light flashed, and Yaya also summoned a cold jade tune.

"Be careful!" I whispered. Just run to the upstairs bedrooms.

We're going to see what that finger-deformed guy stole from us.

"Hmmm! Be careful, too. The girl said that she was cold and jade, and walked towards the study on the first floor.

No one knows what kind of monster will lurk in this villa in just one night.

Surprisingly, several bedrooms on the second floor were not ransacked, which is why the doors are locked. But the stairwells, the vase frames on the walkway, and the garbage baskets all have traces of being turned over.

What kind of purpose does the other party have for it, and they won't even let go of these small places?

I'm now sure that the other person is not a thief, and a thief will not go through the trash can, let alone the frame, or the picture frame.

Looking at each other's appearance, it seems that they are deliberately looking for something special. Is there any secret in my villa that I don't know?

I've looked at everything that has been turned over, and nothing particularly conspicuous is missing.

Originally, I thought there would be a dark grid behind the frame, but there was none.

I was also worried that the thief was still in the villa, so I went to check every place where I could hide. However, there is still nothing.

Is the other party out? Or hide in one of the darkrooms in the villa?

I ran downstairs to see if Yaya had found anything here.

"Yaya! Where are you? I stood in the middle of the living room and shouted.

I thought I would be able to hear her crisp answer soon. But when I shouted, only my echo answered me.

"Yaya-"

Still no one answered me.

My heart tightened, did she encounter some danger down there?

"Yaya—are you there? Do you hear—"

Or is there only an echo.

The brow was already furrowing silently, and I closed my eyes, sensing her fluctuations.

It's a little weak, but I can sense it. Moreover, her mood was clearly in a state of violent fluctuations.

What exactly happened to her?

Suddenly look up and think about the kitchen.

That's where Yaya's fluctuations come from.

I didn't have time to think about it, and as soon as I exerted my heel, I rushed over with a Miao knife.

The kitchen door was open, and the smell of blood came out.

My heart lifted. What scares me most now is the smell of blood...... Because it often means death.

"Yaya!" I shouted, pushed open the half-hidden wooden door, and rushed inside.

She leaned against the cupboard, her eyes blank.

"Yaya......" Seeing that she was okay, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How can there be a smell of blood in this?" ”

His eyes inadvertently swept over the cutting board, and there was a kitchen knife on it, a kitchen knife stained with blood!

"This is ......" I felt uneasy in my heart.

In the pressure cooker, something was cooking, but the person who was cooking was missing at this time.

I walked over to the gas stove and reached out to lift the lid of the pot, only to see a few drops of blood on the stove. The blood was wiped with a rag and was not very noticeable.

When I moved my eyes, I was shocked to see that there were not only blood stains on the stove, but also on the walls and outside the refrigerator, and even more blood stains on the floor.

I can now say that the house was full of blood, but it was all wiped clean. It's not obvious, the murderer wants to hide his evil deeds!

In the kitchen, there was a fierce fight, which is why the whole house was spilled with blood. But why didn't I hear anything?

Is the other party closing the door?

I looked at the wooden kitchen door, and there was a lot of blood splattered on it.

It's just that what I don't understand is, since the fight happened in the kitchen, where did the man go? Or rather...... Where did the corpse go? Why is there no trace of the living room outside?

Looking at the cupboards and refrigerators, is it ...... The corpse is hidden in here?

I walked over to the refrigerator, pulled the door open, and took a deep breath, ready for the dismembered body rolling out of the refrigerator as soon as the door opened.

With a slight force, the refrigerator door opened, and the cold air rushed in.

But it is...... Nothing.

Is it inside the cupboard?

I froze suddenly. Yaya was still leaning against the cupboard, and her movements did not change.

At this time, I remembered this stubble, walked over, grabbed her shoulder, and asked, "Yaya, what's wrong with you?" ”

Her expression was still glazed.

"Yaya......" I sensed that something was wrong,

"Wow......" She suddenly hugged me and cried bitterly.

I was confused.

What's going on?

"Father...... Father ......" she cried a lot, and "Dad" couldn't help but become her most comfortable "Father" at this time.

I looked down at her, only to see that she was holding a jade ring tightly in her hand.

I've seen this ring. And have seen it more than once. Because it was in the hands of her father-in-law, I heard Yaya say that it was the wedding ring of her father and mother.

How did you get here now?

Looking closely, there was a mark of a knife on the ring, and a small piece of minced flesh with blood......

"Father...... His father was killed...... Father ...... "She howled and cried, as if venting, and beat my chest desperately. But her hands are so weak.

"I said, why can't I see my father when I got up this morning, it turns out that he ...... It turned out that he ...... Leave me. ”

"Yaya, calm down!" I grabbed her hand and held her tightly in my arms. "Tell me, what the hell happened?"

"For so many years, I have never seen my father take down this matchmaker. And when I came in, I saw it fall to the ground. You say, if nothing happened to him, how could he have dropped it to the ground? And...... There are still such big knife marks on this ring...... Father......

Hearing her words, my heart finally cooled. What happened to my father-in-law in my villa?

"Maybe not as serious as you think!" I hurriedly comforted her, "I'll go check the surveillance now, and ask the doorman again to see who entered my villa last night." ”

She was still crying, and when she heard my words, she could only nod her head with tears in her eyes.

I pulled her and was about to walk out of the kitchen, but I was stunned again:

On the wooden door of the kitchen, there were two more bloody words at this time.

Cold sweat dripping down. When I looked at it just now, there was no writing on the door.

These two words seem to have just been written.

No! To be precise, two words plus a strange symbol.

The first two words are traditional Chinese characters: sacrifice spirit!

The latter one I say it's a symbol, or I can say it's half a word! This half of the word, like "cow" to remove the horizontal below,

"What's wrong?" Noticing my strangeness, Yaya stopped her tears and asked.

I motioned with my eyes for her to look at the door.

When she saw these two words, she raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Wow! The perpetrator also left his name. Is this guy really remarkable? ”

"I'm going to kill her!" Yaya has been carried away by hatred, and with the cold jade tune, she rushed out.

"Yaya," I quickly stopped her, but she didn't listen.

"Stop!" I shouted, "Where are you going now?" ”

Actually, my heart is even colder than hers.

Yaya only knows that the sacrifice spirit is a person, but I know that the sacrifice spirit and I are a little inexplicable, but the relationship between the sacrifice spirit is still chaotic.

I don't know how this name could appear on the door of my villa, and I don't know what it means when it appears to me.

Could it be that the murder of my father-in-law really has anything to do with the sacrifice of the spirit?

"Yaya! You stop! ”

Watching her rush out the door of the villa, I rushed out too.

It's still morning, and even if Yaya runs down the street with a long sword, it won't attract too much attention.

She had no head or brain, carrying a long sword that shimmered with cold light, and ran wildly all the way.

In the beginning, I really wanted to stop Yaya. I'm afraid she'll do something stupid on impulse.

But after chasing her for a while, I changed my mind and just followed her from a distance to protect her.

Perhaps, she didn't really want to seek revenge, she was just venting her emotions in this way.

It's better to do that than to keep it in your heart.

She ran a full two kilometers along the river, and then she stood under a tree in the square, carrying a long sword, and looked blankly at everything around her.

I knew it was time to enlighten her. He followed, asking, "Now, where are you going to run?" If you run around like this, will the murderer come out? ”

"But what else can I do?" She looked up at me with tears streaming down her face.

"Calm down and carefully analyze the ins and outs of the matter."

"But I can't calm down." The way she looked at me, she was so lonely and helpless, and so heartbreaking.

I said, "You can't calm down, and I won't force you." But you have to listen to me. I'll help you analyze. ”

"Good!" She lowered her head like a child and asked, "Zhuo, what should we do now?" ”

"A trip to my old apartment!"

"What are you doing there?" She asked blankly.

Yaya is actually very smart, it stands to reason that she wouldn't ask such a question, but now she is worried about her father, and it is understandable that her IQ has dropped.

Women, no matter how smart they are, are afraid that they will think with feelings.

I said, "If the guy who rummaged through my villa was the same person as the person who killed my father." Then he will most likely go to my old apartment and rummage through things. So, we're going to go to the apartment now to see if he will leave some clues. ”

"Hmm!" She nodded obediently and followed me like a child. That's really heart-wrenching after watching it.

Back to my original apartment, as expected, it was also overturned!

Among them, the kitchen was turned the hardest.

"How so?" At this time, Yaya finally sobered up, "What is the other party looking for?" Why is everything so messy? Could it be that he was looking for something in the villa and was seen by my father, so he killed people? ”

"I don't know!" I crouched down, scrutinizing every place I had been turned over. I don't force Yaya to help me find clues. With her current IQ, she's not here to help, she's here to give me trouble.

After looking inside the apartment, I realized that this place was a little different from the one in my villa.

In the villa, it is a random turnover, but it can hide things, and they are all turned over. Inside the apartment, however, there was a purposeful rummaging. The most powerful thing is my kitchen, and my old bedroom.

Why is this happening? Could it be that the person who is looking for things is very familiar with this place, and even familiar with my habit of placing things, so he will selectively rummage? And in my villa, he is not familiar with the terrain, so he can only rummage through them?

"Zhuo," Yaya's voice came from the kitchen, and she said, "How do I feel that the other party is looking for something to eat, not something specific." ”

"Looking for something to eat?" I didn't think the joke was funny at all, and got up and walked to the kitchen.

Yaya pointed to the refrigerator and cupboard, and said, "Look, these two places are the places where you used to store food, and they were turned over the most." So, I felt like the other person was looking for food. ”

I shook my head: "Even if the other party is really looking for food, do you think he can afford to come to an apartment that has been uninhabited for a long time to find something to eat?" Unless this person has a problem with his head, he is not here to find food, but to find insects to eat. ”

"That's what I find weird." Yaya continued, "Your previous bedroom was also a mess. Chances are, the person is looking for something you know. He thought you'd hide it in the kitchen or in your bedroom. ”

I closed my eyes and thought about what had happened over the years, but I didn't notice anything in my hand that made others particularly blush.

If there is, it's my Miao knife. But this thing itself is my own thing. Not to mention that she still has intelligence, even if others want to rob it, they can't snatch it.

Since that's not the case, what is the other party looking for in me?

Yaya walked into my bedroom, looked at the messy bed, and suddenly said strangely, "She slept in your bed." Moreover, she is still a woman. ”

"Why do you think that?" I know Yaya is starting to feel a little jealous, but I still have to ask why.

"Because...... There's a lingering scent of her here. It was a woman's taste...... Men can't have that taste. ”

"Smell?" My eyes couldn't help but light up, "Why didn't I think of this before?" "Since Yaya can smell the difference, then I can do it too.

Thinking of this, I just closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and the musty smell went straight into my nostrils, choking me half to death.

But with this strong musty smell, I also found another smell, a smell that was not very obvious, but very familiar.

Yaya said hatefully: "Since I know her taste, then don't let me meet her again, otherwise I want her to live rather than die." Damn the Priests! ”

Yaya really hates this sacrifice spirit now, one reason is because of her father, and the other reason is because of me. She's jealous!

Yaya is jealous, this is originally a very happy thing, but when I think of the "sacrifice spirit" mentioned by Yaya, my heart has turned upside down.

Is this really what it tastes like?

Thinking that this was a little familiar, but also a little unfamiliar, I was even more conflicted in my heart: "I really know the priest spirit?" Who will she be? Where is it now? ”

But I can't know...... This kind of "realization" brought me and Yaya bad luck or good luck.

I took some photos and prepared to take them back for analysis. The fact that this person was able to sneak into my villa without knowing anything means that these surveillance cameras are not a threat to her.

"Zhuo, now, what should we do?"

"Let's go back to the villa and take a look, we didn't collect evidence just now. Now I'll have to go back and collect it. For example, blood stains in the kitchen. We can restore the more and more blood stains, and we may be able to know the height of the murderer. In addition, the things he turned over may also leave clues.

If none of these things can be used to deduce the identity of the other party, then there is only one way: lure the snake out of the hole. Although we don't know what this guy is looking for. But we can pretend that this thing is still in our hands. And then transfer that thing. At that time, it will be impossible for the other party not to come out and meet. ”

"Zhuo, I lack experience in this area, everything will fall on you. Really hard work. ”

……

When I returned to the villa, I first went to the kitchen, bit by bit, to restore the blood stains, roughly estimated the height of the wound from the location of each blood stain, and finally analyzed the height characteristics of the offender based on this.

But to my horror, the location of the blood stains was completely disorganized, completely different from what I had seen before.

The location of the wound fluctuates so high and low that it is impossible to determine even a general location. It is almost impossible to know the height of the murderer now.

Yaya sat in front of me, sorting through a large pile of documents, and asked softly, "Did you find any clues?" ”

I shook my head and said very directly, "It's completely different from what I've encountered in the past. It is only when the arteries are injured that the blood splatters everywhere. The room was full of blood, and it was impossible to judge the height of the wound.

I have to think of other ways. ”

Yaya nodded, indicating that everything is up to me.

I began to analyze the black handprints left on the discs and white paper.

The handprints on the disc are of little use to me. But the black handprints on the white paper are very important to me. What did this guy encounter before, so that he left a black handprint on the white paper?

This is a very valuable thing, and if you figure out the source of the black handprint, you may be able to catch the murderer.

I didn't have a special instrument to analyze the material composition of these black handprints, so I had to ask Xierzhuo to help me check the information, and then compare the substances she found with the black handprints one by one.