There are two images in total:

The first one seems vague: a nearly naked man stands in the middle of the room, with a disheveled head at his feet. The bed in front of him was covered in bright red blood, and a headless corpse froze on the floor beside him.

The second: A man who looks very embarrassed is running in a narrow alley, because he is wearing only a vest and pants, and he is still holding a bunch of things in his arms.

Cold sweat flowed down Yang Xiao's cheeks, and his hands began to tremble.

That naked man is himself, there's no denying it.

Who took these two photos? Looking at the blurry pattern, Yang Xiao judged that it was taken with a mobile phone.

In other words, the person who took the picture at that time was always behind him. Why didn't he feel it at all?

What happened that night? Could this person be the real murderer? And why did you take a photo and send it to yourself in the form of an email? Is it a frame-up? Or is it still extortion? But I haven't received a ransom call so far! Since it's not extortion, why don't you call the police directly, but send it to yourself in the form of an email, what is the purpose? Is there something else going on?

Oh my God, how could he get into so much trouble after he had such an experience of soliciting prostitutes in his lifetime?

Yang Xiao stood up angrily and paced quickly back and forth in the office.

Slowly, Yang Xiao's mind calmed down. He walked to the window and watched for a while before closing the curtains.

Opposite is a row of neat residential buildings, the one next to the road is the family building of the morning newspaper, the internal house price is only 3,007, which is very cheap. Yang Xiao's home is on the third floor. Now, the whole building opposite is dark, yes, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night?

Yang Xiao walked to the tin roll cabinet, opened the door, took out a dark suit and a white shirt, quickly took off the wet clothes, dried his body with a towel, and changed into a shirt and suit. Then he walked to the mirror next to the shelf, straightened his hair, and said to himself:

"Yang Xiao, the weather forecast says that tomorrow will still be a good weather, and the temperature will reach minus 40 degrees, are you hot in a suit? However, James Bond likes to go on adventures in suits and leather shoes, and so should I! ”

Yang Xiao has loved spy movies since he was a child, especially the 007 series of films, and the ruthlessness, affection, wit and bravery of the protagonist James Bond left an indelible impression on him. In particular, 007 can always turn danger into disaster in the most dangerous times, and he also encounters a romantic love, which makes him even more envious. At this time, he smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking if he was prostituting himself, would he have met love? "Alas!" He sighed very deeply and said in his heart: Don't make excuses for yourself.

This suit was deliberately left in the office by Yang Xiao, and it was a work uniform customized by the morning newspaper. Yang Xiao will only wear it when he is in a group meeting or when he participates in some important occasion. Tonight, he put on this suit, but also to cheer himself up as soon as possible, no matter what he has done, or what will happen in the future, he wants to face everything in a state of high spirits.

People rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and Yang Xiao is indeed very handsome in a suit.

He walked back to his desk, took off his shirt and put it on the back of his chair, reached for a pen and paper, and wrote:

1. The Northern Snow Bath Hotel, the waiter with very poisonous eyes, the tall and thin middle-aged woman, and the No. 024 waiter Xiaoyan in a blue uniform.

Second, the office, Dong Yuhu, Jiang Meimei, the person who sent the email, and the person who deciphered the computer code.

After writing, Yang Xiao connected them together with a pen and began to look for clues. The three people I met at the Northern Snow Bath Hotel must have some kind of connection. Could they also be related to their own offices, Dong Yuhu, Jiang Meimei, the people who sent emails, and the people who deciphered computer passwords? Could it be that Dong Yuhu and Jiang Meimei have also been to the Northern Snow Hotel, and they also have a hobby of prostitution? Isn't that!

Could it be that you have neglected a certain detail?

Yang Xiao scratched his scalp with his hand, thinking to himself, he had to smooth it out from the beginning: on Saturday night, he started to walk around the North Snow Hotel, and then, after the rush hour, he pushed the door and walked in. There was no one on duty at the bar opposite. Yes, no one! Only the stocky waiter standing at the door led him up to the private room on the second floor...... Then I met the waiter No. 024 who passed by...... This is the second person I have met! Then, I entered room 024. Finally, the tall, thin middle-aged woman with shiny eyes came in. After she went out, the waitress who came in again was called Swallow...... No, there seems to be something wrong, what? Yes, it's the window! When I stood across the road and observed the North Snow Hotel, the windows of the hotel were all pitch black, and there was no light at all. Only the lights are on in front of the door! This doesn't make sense! Could it be that night, just a customer? Thinking of this, Yang Xiao felt a chill in his back. Because at that time, he was still lucky, and he thought it was a good thing that he didn't see other guests!

That's right, that night at the Northern Snow Hotel, he had only been in contact with these three people. No one else was seen again! How abnormal is this, why don't you realize it at all? That's a very "famous" "chicken nest"! Ahem, I want to do something unseemly! In other words, when a person is hot-headed, he is also the most stupid.

Also, when she climbed to the window on the second floor of the hotel tonight, Yang Xiao felt very strange about the behavior of the tall and thin middle-aged woman, especially when the woman said that she would not let the ghost of the dead waiter No. 024 go to her, but let her go to the newspaper reporter for revenge! This is obviously saying that he Yang Xiao is a murderer, and he also knows that he works in a newspaper!

Yang Xiao frowned, he couldn't figure it out, he just had a thought and walked into the "Northern Snow Bathing Hotel". Just let him encounter so many inexplicable things, this is too unpleasant, right? It's like buying a lottery ticket for two dollars and winning the jackpot of five million.

So, if he had controlled his feet on Saturday evening, walked home instead of walking through the door of the hotel, turned on his computer and went to write a novel, would these maddening things still happen? Could it be that I am obsessed with ghosts and lust? Or is there some kind of magical power that guides you into the hotel?

At this time, Dong Yuhu's seductive breasts appeared in Yang Xiao's mind again! He viciously gave himself a mouthful.

"Ahem!" Yang Xiao sighed heavily, no longer thinking nonsense.

He continued to focus on the names and connections on the paper: the short, fat, poisonous-eyed waiter, the tall middle-aged woman, and the little girl 024 in the blue uniform, what is the relationship between these three people? No, it should be two people now, and the poor little girl is no longer alive. Also, what is the relationship between Dong Yuhu, Jiang Meimei, the person who sent the email, and the person who deciphered the computer password? Why did Dong Yuhu hint at herself, saying that she downloaded the manuscript, how would she know that there would be a problem in the mailbox? Yang Xiao fell into deep thought again.

Jiang Meimei broke into her office at night, she was the most suspicious! But she won't know the boot password of her computer at all, unless Dong Yuhu tells her! No way? I usually didn't find out that Dong Yuhu had anything to do with her!

Just now, Yang Xiao has already queried the sender's email account, which is composed of a large string of numbers, followed by @, which is a QQ mailbox. Yang Xiao quickly opened his QQ, and then copied the number in front of the mailbox to find and add friends. Obviously, the long combination of numbers is a newly registered QQ number. Sure enough, nothing happened after adding it.

Yang Xiao is no stranger to QQ chat, his QQ number is very short, and he registered it when he worked at the newspaper ten years ago. Later, he registered a blog and Weibo on Sina, and would post some short articles and pictures in his spare time. With the publication and distribution of some of his suspense novels, his Weibo was soon added to the website and entered the Sina Weibo Literary Hall of Fame. This spring, Dong Yuhu helped him install WeChat on his mobile phone, saying that this thing does not cost money to chat. However, his wife Song Qingmin didn't let him use it, saying that WeChat was not a good thing, and that the "shake" in WeChat was for some boring men and women to find lovers. Yang Xiao turned off the Internet function of the mobile phone, mainly because you can access the Internet at home and in the office, and if you use the mobile phone fee to go online, there is no need to spend that money. After Dong Yuhu found out, he pinched his waist with one hand, pointed at Yang Xiao's nose with the other and said, "Brother Yang, no, hehe, Brother Yang, you are so afraid of your wife, why are you marrying her?" It's good to be a diamond king, let's do whatever you want! Also, the traffic is very cheap now, or I'll give you some rushes? ”

"That's not afraid, that's love, you little girl, you know a ball? Also, I don't want your traffic! Yang Xiao replied seriously.

Dong Yuhu laughed and said, "Haha...... Great Director, you don't know what women like at all! All I can tell you is eight words that women like! With that, he ran back to the office of the press department.

Yang Xiao looked at Dong Yuhu's back, and didn't know what it was like. Because he knew that he was lying, he didn't love Song Qingmin, but Song Qingmin was the wife he was marrying. Dong Yuhu, this girl is a ghost, she has already seen that she is lying. yes, if you're not married yet...... Yang Xiao smiled bitterly and shook his head and thought, what are the eight words that Dong Yuhu said?

Later, when he was fine, he would quietly open WeChat, swipe the circle of friends, and ask what are the eight words that women like? As a result, no one paid attention to him.

Thinking of this, a wave of sleepiness hit Yang Xiao, he thought that it was time for him to go home and rest, it didn't matter what a woman liked, because he was already married. Now, he should think about tomorrow, tomorrow, he needs to do two things: one is to go to the "Northern Snow" hotel again, and if he can, he will check all the video installations in the hotel. The second is to go to the hospital, you must have a good chat with Dong Yuhu, she must know something she doesn't know.

Yang Xiao once again deleted the six words that were floating on the monitor that made him worry. Then, after compressing the two pictures, I set a password and saved them in a deep folder in the D drive. Then, he reset the boot password, turned off the computer, got dressed, and walked out of the office door.

Yang Xiao thought as he walked: Lao Tzu changed the boot password, let's see if those damn six words will appear tomorrow morning?

When he opened the door to Yang Xiao, Lao Liu Tou looked reluctant. It was evident that it woke him up from a good dream.

Yang Xiao was too lazy to bother with him, so he crossed the road, walked into the community and stood in front of the doorway of Unit 3, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning. He thought he really should have a good night's sleep.

Only when you have a good rest and a clear mind will you make a correct judgment on some things.

The family building of the morning newspaper, like the building of the newspaper office, is also 17 floors and belongs to the small high-rise. Yang Xiao also rarely takes the elevator, although he will not pay a penny less for the use of the elevator.

Today, however, he felt extremely tired and simply walked to the elevator. Standing in front of the elevator door, he saw the number next to the door showing that the elevator was running downward from the number "3". Who would go out so early? Before Yang Xiao could react, the elevator door had already opened, and "Mom!" came again! "A bang.

Looking at Jiang Meimei's dejected appearance, Yang Xiao couldn't cry or laugh. said: "Big sister, I'm a man, or a young man, you always scream 'Mom, Mom', isn't it a bit too much?" ”

Jiang Meimei's face turned from pale to crimson, she didn't say anything, and jumped out of the elevator, like running away from the door. At this time, Yang Xiao remembered that Jiang Meimei's home was in the first unit, how could she get off the elevator in the third unit at this time? Yang Xiao frowned and quickly pressed the elevator door that was about to merge.

Standing in front of the house, Yang Xiao took a long breath. Fortunately, the door of my house is locked, so I am too worried? After entering the door, he was still a little uneasy, turned on the light, searched the various rooms for a while, and saw that there was no sign of being turned, before he walked into the bathroom and took a hot shower very happily.

Lying on the bed, as soon as he closed his eyes, Yang Xiao's mind appeared the appearance of the terrible woman he dreamed of when he ran back from the crematorium the morning before yesterday. He sat up suddenly, feeling that the vague, thin shadow had a little imagination of Jiang Meimei? Isn't that some nightmare? Is it really Jiang Meimei?

Where is this?

Yang Xiao sat on the bed in a daze for a long time before lying down. He thought he was going to collapse if he didn't get a good night's sleep. He suddenly thought of Dong Yuhu's words again: "I really want to sleep for a while, and it will be dawn after sleeping." "Yes, get some sleep, and it'll be dawn. Tomorrow, no, wake up this morning, everything, will it be an inexplicable dream?