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I hadn't planned to have dinner, but I was a little hungry. I went to a supermarket, bought a bucket of noodles and two sausages, and brought it back home.

I live by myself at home, boil water to soak the noodles, and take advantage of the time to tease the pet. Most people's pets are cats and dogs, and my pet is a bit weird, it is a glass tank of insects, caterpillars and silkworms, there are about 50 of them.

I can't say I'm weird, it's mainly because of my master. Forensic doctors like us have the most headache to dissect highly decomposed corpses, which are easily stained with corpse odor and cannot be washed off. I have heard many similar examples, the forensic doctor has a child at home, and as soon as the forensic doctor comes home after the autopsy, and after holding the child, the child cries and says that his father is too smelly.

My master has a unique secret recipe, which is to eat insects every day and wash his body with insect juice as a shower gel, and use the special smell of insects to get rid of the smell of corpses. I thought it was too ruthless, so I didn't learn from him like this, and he laughed at me at the time, saying that Cordyceps sinensis is not a bug? Silkworm chrysalis is not a bug, everyone eats it!

Anyway, in the end, I was brought by him, and I compromised back and forth, and specialized in raising insects.

Now these insects are sleeping, but their meat is fat, and when I eat instant noodles, I can't help but take out one or two, put them in my hand and pinch them a few times, which is considered to relieve my boredom.

I found that as soon as my stomach was full, I felt even more tired. After eating, take a shower and go to sleep. I'm the kind of person who doesn't sleep well, I always love to dream, and every night, my mind is full of strange dreams. In the middle of the night, I dreamed that I had fallen into the ice hole, and my colleagues were watching from above, no one was saved, and someone was throwing stones down to hit me.

I was so angry with them that I woke up with an agitation. I wanted to roll over and go back to sleep, but why was the house so cold? Especially faintly, it is about to form a small wind.

I wasn't afraid, I grinned at the window and saw it open. This is definitely what I opened before going to bed, otherwise I would have committed two? It's late autumn, and I open the window in the middle of the night to freeze myself and play?

I had a thought in my heart, this window is broken, right? I got out of bed barefoot, first turned on the bedroom light, and then went to the window to study, I pushed the window back and forth three times, and found that it was all right.

I couldn't figure out why, but I couldn't stand still, it was so cold that I finally closed the window completely, and tried to climb into bed to sleep. I was randomly looked at it and found something strange.

On the sheet in the center, there was a trail of dried blood. I'm not a woman, I don't have a great aunt, and I don't have any hemorrhoids, how can I explain this bloodstain? And in my impression, there was no one before.

I came up more really, and sat next to me and thought about it.

It's no wonder that my head is a little messy when I just woke up, I have a bizarre thought, and I deliberately looked back at the window to make a comparison, and said that this blood is not mine?

When I performed the autopsy in the morning, the window of the autopsy room was also opened, and there were blood stains on the window frame at that time, but the results of the examination had not yet been obtained, and I did not know if the blood was from a woman's corpse.

If the blood stains on my bed are related to these, it is not difficult to imagine why the window was opened just now. It's just that this idea has come true, and it's a little scary.

I controlled myself not to think about it, so I found a piece of gauze, dipped it in water, and sucked the blood off. Our city bureau does not have DNA testing equipment, but I am not afraid of this, I want to wait until tomorrow to go to work, find a reason, and send it to the provincial department to do a DNA comparison.

I had just finished my work when there was a noise in the living room, a very soft rustle. This made my heart full of question marks, and I couldn't tell where this voice came from for a while.

I can't ignore it, or I won't be able to sleep. I'm just a technical policeman, I don't usually have electric batons, and I don't have any weapons at home. I thought about it for a while, and ran to the kitchen first, although I don't have a kitchen knife at home, but I have a sense of security in my hand with a fruit knife.

I went to the wall again and turned on the living room light. I was ready, staring wide-eyed and looking for the source of the sound. I was stunned when I suddenly looked at the scene in the living room.

The insects in the glass jar all crawled out, and even crawled all over the living room. Most of them were arching on the ground, some were lying on the couch, and two of them were crawling on a blank sheet of paper, and they made a rustling sound.

I want to scratch my head, even talking about the evil sect, I have raised insects for so long, and I have never seen them run out, why did they flee en masse today, and how did they do it? This glass jar is undoubtedly a cliff mountain for them.

I can't let them climb any longer, or I won't be able to find them in any corner.

I hurriedly worked all over the floor, grabbing and sending it to the glass jar. But I'm alone, a little tight-handed, and I've had a couple of fuck-up shits hiding under the table.

I had to pout my ass to barely climb in. Just as I struggled to grab them, and before I could go back, something strange happened again.

I felt like it was dark, and the whole living room was in darkness.

After two or three seconds, the living room was lit up again, and then it was dark again. I also heard a movement on the switch. Someone is fiddling with it.

This scared me out of the way, my posture was too passive, only showing a butt, if I met bad guys, they would toss me as much as they wanted.

I was in a hurry, and I looked up sharply, but I slammed my head. I didn't care about the pain, twisted my ass, and pulled out as fast as I could.

What other silkworms to pick? I quickly took out the fruit knife in my pocket and held it up to look around. But it was still dark in the room, and I couldn't see anything at all.

It was like 10,000 elephants were jumping around in my heart. I suppressed the uncomfortable energy in my heart and turned on all the switches in turn. The whole house was lit up, and I searched everywhere, but I didn't find anything. I felt a little better, but I also noticed that the window of the veranda was open.

This is the second window to be opened tonight. I had a thought, and I said that the "person" who flipped the switch just now opened the window and escaped, but my house is on the fourth floor, can he walk through the window, is it a gecko?

I didn't believe it, but a thought led me to go over and take a look. I poked my head out and saw that in the middle of the night, not to mention the surrounding buildings, there was no one on the road.

It's just that tonight the wind was quite strong, and when I turned my head to look in other directions, something white suddenly hit me and stuck right on my face.

I could smell a fishy smell, even mushy from it, and then I felt a strong sense of suffocation.

I don't know what it is, but I was stimulated by the sensitive nerves just now, and I thought of that "bad guy", who was going to kill me.

I was so scared that I wanted to scream, but the sound was so muffled that I stepped back and waved the fruit knife indiscriminately. I also have no experience, and when I swung like this, my feet slipped, and the whole person sat on the ground, and even the knife flew away.

But I finally had time to tear the white stuff off my face and take a closer look. I'm angry and want to scold my mother, this is a white plastic bag, it is estimated that it has been filled with seafood or something, so it smells fishy.

I was scared by myself just now, and what made me depressed was that when I sat like this, I pressed my ass on a mountain silkworm, and the little guy couldn't tell how miserable it was, and my pants, let alone say anything, the whole back, green.

I stood up and pinched my waist in anger, and said to myself that I was too weak, and it was all the fault of those two windows. I wanted to take another shower and get my body clean, but who knew that as soon as I entered the toilet, my phone rang.

I rushed over to find the phone again, picked it up and saw that it was Wei Yinyin's, what time is it? She also called.

It's not good to be a police officer, 24 hours a day, whoever wants to find us, it's all a quasi. I answered the phone and asked her what she was doing.

I think there's nothing wrong with my tone, but Yinyin's girl is too delicate with a woman's strength, and I'm a little scared that she can taste it, and she sneered and laughed, saying that I'm a second goods, and I can be afraid when I sleep at home.

I just happened to have nowhere to spill my anger, so I wanted to talk to her on the phone. Yin Yin didn't plan to argue with me about anything, and told me that she would drive me downstairs in a while, and we would go somewhere.

In the past, I made sure that my head was big, and she had to go to business again, and it was not black or white, but today is a special case, we agreed to meet in twenty minutes, and I went downstairs in advance dressed neatly.

During the waiting period for her, I was blown by the cold wind downstairs, which also made my heart much calmer, I thought about whether to tell Yin Yin about these weirdness that just happened in my house, but I think it's a little early, I can't be a big man by myself, but I cried to her with a handful of snot and tears and told her that the house was haunted, right?

I made up my mind to keep my mouth shut for now, and after a while, Yinyin's car came. Yin Yin has a private car, and although she has a tight salary like me, she still bought a jeep with money. After getting in the car, I asked where to go, and Yin Yin told me not to be in a hurry, and I would know when I arrived. That's how we came to a bar.

I've always been very homely, and I've never been to this kind of place at all, but Yin Yin is quite familiar with it, and took me in.

We sat down at a table in the corner and ordered a beer. I didn't mention anything serious about Yin Yin, and I said that this is the rhythm of the sun coming out of the west, and she is just looking for me to drink and chat? Then don't blame me for letting her break the bank.

The two of us casually talked nonsense, but I still looked away, and it didn't take long for Yin Yin to deliberately sit next to me and take out his phone for me to look at a few photos.

I can tell it, it's all a picture of this bar, and there's a brightly dressed female singer on stage, singing intoxicated.

I wasn't stupid, so I guessed it at once, pointed to the photo and asked, "This is the deceased?" ”

Yin Yin nodded, flipped through the next set of photos, and asked me if I saw anything?

The scene of these photos has changed, and the female singer has stepped down from the stage and is sitting at the table chatting or drinking with the guests, and I studied it carefully for a while, and there was a breakthrough.

I pointed to a guest who had pigtails in the photos, and he was in every one of the photos, and I asked Yinyin, "Is there something wrong with this kid?" ”

Yin Yin pursed his lips and smiled, looked at me and said something very strange, "Brother Leng, is there anything wrong with him, you have to tell me!" ”