Yang Xiao, who came out of the hospital, sat on the steps in front of the hospital, looking at the noisy streets and the passing people and vehicles, he suddenly felt like crying.

Yes, it's a good life: going to work, getting off work, writing, editing, ...... Isn't that a good life?

However, what kind of prostitution do you say you have nothing to do? Prostitution, prostitution, you still pick the fat and thin, if you send away the thin and tall woman with shiny eyes, why are that woman's eyes so bright? There seems to be a breathtaking power. What kind of woman is she? By the way, and the girl...... Well? No, that tall woman?! Where is she now? Could the whole incident have something to do with her? Because, the waiter named Xiaoyan was found by her!

However, Yang Xiao immediately denied this judgment, because it was the waitress No. 024 he asked to find! What's the matter with other people?

Suddenly, the old woman's voice seemed to sound in his ears again: "Oh, I'll go, your room number is also 024!" This bright-eyed woman, did she leave this sentence to herself when she went out, intentional or unintentional?

Room "024", waiter 024? His body was agitated, he stood up suddenly, wiped the sweat from his face, and thought that he was in his forties, if he could live to be eighty years old, he would have passed half his life! As for such sorrows?

Yes, you must do something yourself, at least before the police find out! After all, this is a homicide case!

Yes, a girl of the same age as a flower was beheaded like that, what a terrible thing, and how incredible! Especially when I was still involved in it in an unknown way.

Will the girl's family still be at home thinking about her return, she should also be the little princess of her family, and her parents worked hard to raise her. Why did she suffer such a catastrophe? How painful it would have been for her family if they had known about such an outcome!! Can they stand it?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao scratched his head hatefully, walked into a nearby restaurant quickly, and after a brief meal, he went to the convenience store next to the restaurant to buy a sharp fruit knife and a miniature flashlight, and then took a taxi straight to the "Northern Snow" hotel.

He thought he had to find out the truth of the matter! However, for some reason, his heart suddenly trembled.

The vehicle was driving on the street, Yang Xiao was in a state of confusion, and from time to time he looked at the pedestrians and traffic outside the car window. He is now most afraid of seeing police cars passing by. He thought that he had never been to the public security bureau in his life, let alone recorded a confession. Does a person have to go through everything in his life? cough, the road on your feet is all walked by yourself, who can blame you?

At the intersection where there was still one stop away from the "Northern Snow" Hotel, Yang Xiao got off the bus in advance. He was going to walk for a while, but he also wanted to take a closer look at his surroundings. Over the years, he has written suspense and mystery novels, and he feels that he should be able to make his own judgment on some strange things.

He thought, "I've written so many horror stories, can I still be afraid?" Besides, the heart of the most terrible person in the world may change at any time. Myself is no exception.

As he walked, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening. I don't know when, the sky over the city is full of dark clouds, and in the distance, there will be lightning from time to time. It seems that a rainstorm is coming. It's time for the rain to fall, it's going to heat people to death. Yang Xiao unconsciously wiped the sweat on his face. He is always sweating these days.

The Northern Snow Bath Hotel is located near the West Ring Road, almost close to the edge of the city. However, business here is much better than the big hotels and bathing centers in the city. Yang Xiao analyzed that it must be because in recent years, the Municipal Public Security Bureau has taken many actions and closed several luxury nightclubs and hourly hotels in the city.

At this time, it was very dark, and there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the streets. Yang Xiao walked briskly and observed. He hopes to discover something that makes him feel suspicious. However, he knew at once that he was wrong, for he was disappointed that no one had paid attention to him, a lonely night walker. Especially when he saw the lights coming out of the windows of the high and low buildings on both sides of the road, he would think of Song Qingmin, when his wife was not on business, she would cook for him every night, and she would fry two side dishes, so that he would drink a little wine from time to time. The wife should come back in the next few days, and when she returns, will she find out what she has done? If you find out, how will you see yourself? Do you think you're a murderer? Even if she doesn't consider herself a murderer, will she forgive her for "soliciting prostitution"? Thinking of this, Yang Xiao sighed deeply and muttered: If she wants a divorce, let's leave.

Yang Xiao finally stood at the mouth of the alley, which was very familiar to him. On Sunday morning, he ran out of this alley, with bloody clothes in his arms.

Now, he walked slowly into the depths of the alley. The cold wind wandered in the alley, and no one else could be seen.

In the distance, lightning flashed and thunder sounded from time to time. He didn't have a trace of fear, but a kind of excitement, or a fearless heart. He knew that it was he who could save himself. His eyes were fixed on the buildings that towered in the depths of the alley, and his eyes focused on the window on the second floor on the side.

Now, what would the room look like inside the window? Is the girl's bloody head and straight body still inside?

At this time, the rainstorm finally "crackled". Yang Xiao covered his head and began to run wildly.

Finally, Yang Xiao gasped and stopped, standing under the steel escalator on the side of the building.

He stabilized himself a little, and then climbed up cautiously.

At this moment, the icy rain had already soaked his whole body, but fortunately, in front of the second-floor window, there was an extended window edge on it, allowing him to temporarily avoid the invasion of the rain. He stabilized his mind a little, then put his ear to the gap in the middle of the window and listened carefully, and when he saw that there was no movement, he took out a fruit knife from his pocket, inserted it into the gap in the window, and gently pried it out. The window was not locked, and a large gap was pried out with a light touch. He put away the fruit knife, raised his hand to widen the window on the right, and gently opened the curtain to look inside. The room was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly. After waiting for a few more seconds, Yang Xiao took out a miniature flashlight, turned it on, and shone it inside.