The broken windows were constantly pouring cold wind into the house, and there was not much broken glass on the floor of the house, because the plastic mannequin had escaped from the broken windows inside the house. It's a bit inappropriate to talk about the word escape, because if the plastic model doesn't choose to leave, then the trouble will be Li Muyu.

Looking at the darkness outside the window, due to the fact that the window had just been broken and the window fragments fell to the ground, the voice-activated lights of the surrounding small buildings turned on, and even a few families seemed to feel the sound and began to react and wanted to look out. However, when they saw that it was the haunted building where Li Muyu was, most of them chose to hide back in the house again, and God knows what bad things happened here. Li Muyu stood in front of the window and looked at the darkness where the plastic model disappeared, and couldn't help but feel a little cold. This cold is not only because the cold wind pours in through the hole in the window, but also from Li Muyu's heart.

The plastic model suddenly appeared at Zhang Lin's house, proving that it was already hidden here before Li Muyu and An Qing arrived, so how did this plastic model get in? Is it Zhang Lin's collection? Or is it something else? Could it be that Guo Ming has been here?

Li Muyu guessed casually, but with the speculation, Li Muyu's brows fell deeper and deeper, because Li Muyu knew that Zhang Lin was the last person to know, but now, Zhang Lin is dead, which makes Li Muyu can't help but worry about how to solve the case, can it really only be found Guo Ming?

Just as Li Muyu was thinking, the sound of a woman crying came from the living room of Zhang Lin's house. Li Muyu suddenly remembered that the frightened An Qing was still in the living room.

Li Muyu turned around and walked back to the living room, and saw An Qing kneeling on the ground, hiding her face and crying. There was a slight tremor on his body.

"Just ...... Just...... What is that? An Qing felt Li Muyu approaching, and her voice gradually recovered some popular questions.

Li Muyu smacked his lips: "It's the murderer, it's the murderer of these murders." "Li Muyu can only be so nonsense, otherwise Li Muyu said that it was your company's women's plastic model, which would have scared An Qing half to death.

"But...... But that thing...... She ......, "An Qing wants to say that thing is not a person at all, and that strange action and that strange behavior are simply impossible for a living person to do."

Li Muyu interrupted An Qing's words and said: "This is also the reason why we have not been able to solve the case, because this murderer seems to have received special training and escaped from our police a long time ago, and as for her behavior, it is because of special training." ”

An Qing looked at Li Muyu suspiciously, stared at it for a while, and An Qing nodded: "Just now...... It's scary. ”

Li Muyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw that An Qing seemed to agree with this fact. An Qing stopped crying a little and continued to ask Li Muyu: "What about Zhang Lin?" How is he? ”

An Qing didn't dare to look at Zhang Lin carefully from the moment she opened the toilet door, naturally she didn't know that Zhang Lin was dead, so she couldn't help but ask Li Muyu.

"Zhang Lin is dead, and his neck has been broken." Li Muyu took out his mobile phone as he spoke, called Hu Ze, and hung up the phone after casually explaining what had happened.

An Qing's mood eased slightly, but it could be seen from An Qing's eyes that An Qing was still a little scared, after all, such a strange thing suddenly appeared in front of her, and it was impossible for anyone to calm down quickly.

Li Muyu sighed, helped An Qing to the sofa, and walked into the toilet of Zhang Lin's house again after comforting him.

Because Zhang Lin's body fell backwards, the blood that slowly flowed out of Zhang Lin's mouth gradually flowed to the bottom of the toilet. Although there was not much blood, there was still a terrifying scarlet scene on the floor of the toilet, and a foul smell of blood began to fill the toilet.

Li Muyu approached Zhang Lin's corpse and looked at the neck of Zhang Lin's corpse, Zhang Lin's neck was twisted, and the whole neck was soft as a noodle and rolled to the side, and gradually turned purple and black. You can see that a lot of blood is pooled in the neck that is more swollen than normal.

In the urinal on Zhang Lin's side, there was naturally a pool of blood. Previously, Zhang Lin sat here with his head down, and the blood happened to flow in the urinal, and the urinal was particularly dazzling in the white porcelain.

Li Muyu looked up at the ceiling, there were several obvious finger holes in the ceiling, it seemed that the plastic model did not have the ability of Ah Yin that Li Muyu had seen at the beginning, she completely relied on her strength to clasp the ceiling, so as to absorb it. Thinking of the weird plastic model he saw for the first time on this ceiling, Li Muyu couldn't help but shudder again.

The blood flowing out of Zhang Lin's mouth gradually converged towards the floor drain of the toilet, and Li Muyu didn't dare to carry Zhang Lin's body at will, just looked at Zhang Lin Li Muyu shook his head.

Zhang Lin is a literary young man, he loves Mengsha, and even loves it to the point of being a little perverted, but Zhang Lin didn't really do anything out of the ordinary, he was just peeping, looking at the goddess in his heart from a distance. But even so, Zhang Lin's fate turned into a cold corpse.

This made Li Muyu a little angry in his heart, why did Zhang Lin die? What did he do wrong again?

Li Muyu walked out of the bathroom and sat side by side with An Qing, Li Muyu felt the uneasiness in An Qing's eyes. Li Muyu frowned: "Wait a while, Officer Hu will come, and then make a record and leave." It's just a homicide, don't think about it. ”

An Qing nodded, but seeing An Qing nodding, Li Muyu was a little puzzled.

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Hu Ze came, and every time Hu Ze did his duty as a police officer and came on time afterwards. But Li Muyu won't make this joke, after all, Li Muyu himself is wearing this police uniform.

"The external force broke the spine and died. There were no obvious signs of struggle before he died, that is, he died quickly, and his neck was twisted in an instant. Hu Ze looked at the corpse and said. At the same time, Hu Ze also looked up at the ceiling and saw the finger holes in the ceiling.

"The plastic model again?" Hu Ze asked Li Muyu softly.

Li Muyu nodded, and then asked Hu Ze anxiously: "Is there any news from Guo Ming?" I don't know what else will happen if it drags on like this. ”

Hu Ze also frowned, but then Hu Ze pursed his lips and said, "No way, there has been no news from Team Shao, but with Team Shao's ability, it should be soon." ”

Just when Li Muyu and Hu Ze were talking, a mobile phone rang and suddenly remembered, Li Muyu and Hu Ze glanced at each other strangely, and then looked at An Qing. It was An Qing's call.

An Qing took out the phone tremblingly in her hand and pressed down the answer button, but then An Qing's expression was a little surprised, and she blurted out and shouted: "Mr. Guo! ”