Luo Cheng sat up and looked at Zhou Xia in surprise and was speechless for a long time.

"Xiaocheng." Zhou Xia shouted with a smile.

The smile was still so sweet, and the voice was still so familiar.

Luo Cheng couldn't believe his eyes.

"Sister, you ......"

"It's me, Xiaocheng, don't you remember me? It's been a long time since I've seen you more mature than before, how are these years going? ”

Looking at his sister Luo Cheng, who was close at hand, he walked over and hugged his sister, the feeling was very warm and familiar.

Playing Xiao Luo Cheng is very naughty, every time he gets into trouble, his sister will come out to top the bag, and when Luo Cheng is studying, his sister will come forward to deal with anything, it can be said that his sister is all he has.

has a deep affection for his sister Luo Cheng, although his family strongly opposes him coming to Qingzhou, he still has no hesitation, and he vows to avenge his sister's grievances.

"I'm fine, sister, how did you die?" Luo Cheng asked.

"I'm not dead, I'm not fine, what are you talking nonsense?" Zhou Xia stroked Luo Cheng's face and said with a smile.

"That's not right!"

Luo Cheng took two steps back.

"You're dead, I'm dreaming, right?" Luo Cheng asked.

Zhou Xia smiled and nodded, "Yes, you are dreaming, sister, I have indeed died a long time ago." ”

"And how did you die?"

"I, it's Qi Hong, but I don't blame her, everything was just an accident, I know he didn't want to be like that, don't blame him, and I've forgiven him."

"What accident? What really happened then? ”

Luo Cheng hurriedly held his sister's hand, eager to know what had happened.

"Don't say it, it's just an accident, don't be obsessed, you're too tired, it's time to rest, spend more time with your parents, okay, I'm leaving."

Zhou Xia took two steps back and walked to the window.

"Sister."

Before Luo Cheng could stop Zhou Xia, he jumped directly from the window with his head raised.

"Sister!"

Luo Cheng shouted and woke up from his dream, a gust of cold wind blew on Luo Cheng's face, and there was a roaring rain in his ears, torrential rain was like a note, lightning and thunder.

Strange, wasn't it sunny just now? Why is it raining down?

"Let's go!"

A drop of cold water dripped onto Luo Cheng's face, and when he looked up, he found that a light blue electric fan was hanging over his head, and the originally light pink wall turned gray-white.

Looking around, he was surprised to find that he was no longer in Wang Jieyu's clinic, he was lying on a big bed, white sheets, white quilts, a TV series was playing on the TV not far away, it was pouring rain outside the window, the window was open, a lot of rainwater poured into the room, and there was a woman huddled not far away, this person was wearing a long skirt, her back to Luo Cheng did not move, and the back was very familiar.

Where is this?

Luo Cheng's eyes fell on the ashtray on the bedside table, on which a few big words were clearly written: Nanhu Hotel!

This is actually the Nanhu Hotel, to be precise, the scene of the crime two years ago, so isn't this person on the ground?

Luo Cheng licked his lips and walked over, this time he saw clearly that it was really his sister Zhou Xia lying on the ground.

Zhou Xia's face was pale, and her eyes were closed tightly, as if she had been dead for a long time.

What's going on? Didn't you just wake up from a dream? Is it a dream within a dream?

Before Luo Cheng could react, Zhou Xia suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Luo Cheng with a frightened expression.

"You...... What are you doing? Are you going to kill me? I didn't do anything, why did you kill me? Zhou Xia kept shrinking back against the ground.

Luo Cheng only found out at this time that he was actually holding a boning knife in his hand.

"No, you're mistaken, it's not like that." Luo Cheng hurriedly threw away the boning knife and walked over to pull Zhou Xia up.

"Don't come here!"

Zhou Xia got up, turned around and ran towards the window.

"Sister!"

Zhou Xia jumped down again and disappeared in front of Luo Cheng's eyes.

"Sister."

Luo Cheng rushed to the balcony, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the white dazzling light pierced his eyes.

Slowly, Luo Cheng saw the things outside clearly, and what caught his eye was a beautiful pot of green plants.

The pink walls, the light-colored curtains, the soft lighting, and the gentle music are still Wang Jieyu's beautiful face, which looks better and better.

He returned to reality, he actually fell asleep in a chair, and the small table in front of him still had the spring water he had half drunk.

"Did you wake up? I see you're so tired that you actually fell asleep while lying down. Wang Jieyu said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape."

Luo Cheng sat up, the dream just now was too real, and it was still fresh in his memory.

It's an amazing feeling.

Have you really been too tired lately?

"It's okay, in fact, your body has always been in a sub-healthy state, but you don't know it, and your emotions have been tense for too long, and you lack rest, so you will fall asleep unconsciously."

At this time, Luo Cheng's mobile phone rang, and the call was from Zhou Huabei.

He stepped aside and answered the phone.

"Hey, Team Zhou."

"Come back, there's something urgent waiting for you to deal with."

Zhou Huabei hung up the phone without elaborating.

Luo Cheng had no choice but to get up and say goodbye, quickly left the clinic, and drove back to Qingzhou.

After returning to the criminal police team, Luo Cheng walked into the conference room, which was full of people, and it seemed that everyone was waiting for him.

Luo Cheng told the news of his investigation in one go, and this meeting was not satisfactory, and there didn't seem to be much progress.

"The situation on my side is not optimistic, He Wei still doesn't say anything, and now he is tracking down the whereabouts of Lei Zhibin and his family, Xiao Luo, your performance this time is good, your previous inference is completely prepared, it is indeed He Wei who killed Ermao." Ho Chung Wah Road.

"Yes, Luo Cheng has indeed made a meritorious contribution this time, I also think what you just said is very reasonable, do you have any news to tell us?" He Zhonghua also looked at Luo Cheng with a smile on his face.

Luo Cheng looked around and found that everyone was looking at him, and everyone had a smile of admiration on their faces, as if he was the hero who saved the world.

No, why does this atmosphere feel weird?

Luo Cheng felt a little strange in his heart, He Zhonghua always called himself by his name, never called himself Xiao Luo, and Zhou Huabei was just the opposite, what happened to them today?

"Actually, I didn't do anything, I just did what I had to do." Luo Cheng smiled modestly, picked up the water cup on the table, and took a sip of water.

This drink Luo Cheng immediately realized that something was wrong, the taste of this water is so special, how can it be Wang Jieyu's spring water?

He hurriedly took another sip.

That's right, it's really spring water.

How is this possible?

The criminal police team will never drink spring water, so where does this spring water come from?

Is this still in a dream?

No, I remember that I have woken up, and it took me a long time to come back this way, why is it still in a dream?

Luo Cheng pinched himself, it hurt, it didn't look like he was dreaming.

But if it's not a dream, how can you explain the spring water in front of you?

Everyone is still chatting, you and I are chatting very enthusiastically, but the content is something that Luo Cheng has known for a long time, and there is no new content.

So what is the real purpose of He Zhonghua calling himself back?

Luo Cheng felt more and more that this matter was very strange, he recalled the whole process of coming back, and subconsciously looked out the window, and several sailing teams on the lake not far from the window were rowing and racing.

This...... Isn't this a race that ended yesterday? Why is it still going on today?

Luo Cheng hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and the time on it clearly said Wednesday, that is, the day Luo Cheng set off, he remembered very clearly, he investigated Wang Jieyu for a day, so now it should be Thursday, how can it be Wednesday?

No, it's not right at all.

I'm afraid all this in front of me is fake.

Did you have a dream in a dream? In other words, all this in front of me is still a dream.

But how could this dream be so lucid?

Luo Cheng stood up, he grabbed a water cup in his hand and suddenly smashed it towards Zhou Huabei.

The cup directly penetrated Zhou Huabei's body and smashed against the wall.

In the face of Luo Cheng's sudden attack, Zhou Huabei and the others continued to speak as if they hadn't seen it.

Luo Cheng walked to the center of everyone and glanced at everyone present, none of these people looked at him, he was like air, Luo Cheng walked in front of He Zhonghua and shook his hand.

Zhou Huabei did not react.

Luo Cheng slapped him again, and his hand passed through Zhou Huabei's face without touching anything.

Dreamland!

It's really a dream.