I really want to tell Xiaohai some of my reasoning, but the words came to my mouth and finally swallowed back, some of the outrageous things I think about it in my heart It may be a fantasy, but when I really tell others about serious things, the taste will probably change, as if it is a fact when it lands, and it is still unclear, it makes no sense to say more, it is better to wait until the context is found out.

I think that no matter how you look at it, the ultimate goal of that powerful force must be the eternal issues of human life and soul.

From the gradual analysis of the situation and clues I have grasped in these days, I have a rough guess about the outline of the whole incident in my heart, and Su Mosen, Uncle Xiu, Uncle Chen, Scar Man Lin Ya, as well as Huang Fukang and "Hand of God" who are involved in the serial case, etc., may have other people, who are the source of all the current mysteries, but until there is solid evidence or more auspicious information, it is more appropriate for me to keep it in my heart.

For several minutes we didn't speak to each other, the air was dull and sluggish, and it felt cold. I tucked the quilt hard, tucked Xiaohai's side in, and then laughed and joked, "Fortunately, there is no corpse smell on the quilt." ”

Xiao Hai turned off the night light at the head of the bed, and his vision was pitch black. I rested my legs on top of her, her body soft and warm.

She hadn't fallen asleep yet, so I asked her what she was thinking.

She said, "Thinking about my dad. ”

My throat was choked and I couldn't speak.

She said: "It's really strange, the more I think about him, the more vague my impression is, I can't remember what his face looks like, and the more I think about it, the more distressed I feel." ”

I stretched out my arms and hugged her, unable to say words of comfort.

She said quietly: "I've been trying to think about where I saw Li Xu before, and I finally remembered it the afternoon before yesterday. We are a small place there, and everyone will pay attention to it when there are outsiders, she is so beautiful, she catches the eye everywhere she goes, and she has a strong perfume smell on her body. She asked someone about my dad and sneaked into my house at night to rummage through the cabinets. I asked her what she was looking for. Her answer made me think more and more that my dad had something to do with these weird things. ”

I asked Xiaohai why he didn't ask further just now since he had thought of this.

She sneered: "Will she say if I ask?" Such a shrewd person, if you breathe more air in her room, she may be in her heart and count with you, and answer whatever she can ask? If I ask one more, she'll definitely ask one back. She had already waded into this pool of muddy waters four years ago, and even if she slept with her eyes covered and blocked her ears every day for the next four years, she must have known more than us, not to mention that she was never idle. In the final analysis, Liang Baoshi's serial case is also thanks to her to progress so quickly. And she will get involved in the case over there, it must be because there is something strange in it. So, it's not good for us to exchange information with one question and one answer. Do you think she will be so friendly to us when we have no information to provide and no use value? Can you still make a phone call and help arrange a place to stay? At that time, it will be her mercy that she will not kill us. ”

I was shocked in my heart, I really didn't think about it.

I admit that sometimes I am also very wary of people, even very wary, but at the same time, I will also give a lot of trust to people I am willing to believe, such as Xiaohai, such as Li Xu, such as Bai Yafeng, such as Liu Yimin. My principle is either to beware or to trust, and not to swing between the two and delay things the most. But Xiaohai is not like this, she is trust and wary at the same time, she believes in the information provided by Li Xu, and is assured that she provides us with a temporary place to take refuge, and at the same time guards against her crossing the river and demolishing the bridge or suddenly trapping us.

So, at this moment, I suddenly wondered if Xiaohai was not so relieved even for me.

Thinking about it seriously, I think that although she feels a little impersonal like this, there is nothing wrong with it, and she sails carefully on the ship of ten thousand years. Besides, what she just said is indeed very true, if we exchange information one by one, we will soon lose the initiative, and if we don't do it well, our future actions will be dominated by Li Xu, and I don't like to fall into any kind of unfree situation.

Xiao Hai closed her eyes and began to sleep, I looked at her eyelashes that trembled slightly with her breathing in a daze, and then suddenly asked her, "Xiao Hai, do you have a secret?" ”

She closed her eyes and replied, "Yes." ”

I asked again, "Is there a secret that even I can't tell?" ”

She still had her eyes closed: "I can tell." ”

I never imagined that it would be this answer, my heart was so moved, my nose was sore, and I couldn't relax a little, so I couldn't speak silently.

She opened her eyes, turned her face to look at me, and asked seriously, "Do you want to know?" ”

I bit my lip and shook my head gently: "Don't, you keep it." ”

So she lay on her back again, closed her eyes and slept. I also closed my eyes, and then leaned towards her little by little, little by little, her body was so warm, I stretched out my arms and hugged it, like hugging the whole world, and I was not afraid of anything.

But only the moment before falling asleep is completely down-to-earth and reassuring, after really falling asleep, I fell into a chaotic, bloody, crazy dream, all the words or language information received when I was awake were transformed into pictures in the dream.

In my dreams, I saw the old man lying face down in a narrow, dim, and out-of-the-road alley, the blood from his wounds the color of asphalt under the strange light of the street lamp, his fingertips trembling and trying to write something on the ground but couldn't.

Then I saw Uncle Xiu again, he was still the same as I remembered, he had not changed at all, he had not aged at all, he was standing under a small patch of blue moonlight, he still looked very sad, like the dream with only a head in the previous months, his face was so pale and sad that he could not speak.

I ran towards him, trying to pull his sleeve, but the outstretched hand only touched nothingness, and suddenly a black fog rose from behind him, and slowly became invisible, and I wanted to shout, and the fog poured from my open mouth into my body, and it was a foul and thick smell of rotting corpses, and I almost died.

Then a gust of wind blew from nowhere, spreading the fog a little, and Uncle Xiu's face loomed in the fog.

I saw his mouth moving, he was talking to me, but I couldn't hear the sound, I could only guess from the shape of my lips, I thought he was talking about "Xiaohai", thinking that it was probably for me to take care of his daughter, but I quickly reacted that he said "be careful", so I knew that there must be some danger behind, and the moment I turned around to look, the whole person woke up.

I woke up too suddenly, and I couldn't accept the deep darkness in the real world, but fortunately, I was sure that I was really awake because of the sound of Xiaohai's breathing in my ears.

Really woke up.

A creepy sobriety.

Because in the room, in a place close to me, in addition to the sound of Xiaohai's breathing, there was also the sound of another person's breathing.

The sound of a man's breathing.

The sound of Fleur's breathing.

When I woke up from my chaotic dreams, I felt Fleur standing there like a ghost in our room, very close to the bed.

The sudden horror was like a huge, furry hand that clenched my heart so hard that it almost burst it.

Fortunately, I am not such a person who has not experienced wind and waves, it took a few seconds to stabilize my emotions, and then in the darkness I opened my eyes to carefully capture the source of the sound, it should be only half a meter away from the bed, he was standing there looking down at the two women lying on the bed, it was too dark, he couldn't see anything at all, but it was still there like a stick. I was thinking that it was better not to mess with himself, if he had a gun in his hand, even if he couldn't see anything, as long as he pulled the trigger on the bed continuously, he would always kill one and a half. So there is no other way than to stabilize yourself for the time being.

I adjusted my breathing and pretended to be asleep, pretending not to know that there was anyone else in the room. I really regret that I was so rash that I didn't lock the door before I went to bed. Because I trusted my vigilance too much, I forgot that some nights when nightmares were entangled, I might not be able to hear thunder outside. was so careless, he put himself and Xiaohai in danger for no reason.

Dai Furong was there, less than half a meter away from the edge of the bed, it was hard for him to walk in and not bump into anything, it was really hard for him to stand quietly for so long in the dark that he couldn't see his fingers. I caught his breathing, trying to judge his purpose in terms of the length and rhythm of his breathing, but I didn't feel nervous or angry, he barely had any emotion, just stood there quietly, quietly, so for a moment I wondered if he was sleepwalking.

I remembered that in the living room, he asked me what I had to do with the man in the picture in my wallet. At the time, I was thinking, he must know Sumosen. Could it be that Su Mosen is the reason why he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and appeared in our room like a ghost? Didn't he find anything illogical about that photo? Or is it that illogical place that is causing the situation at hand?

I was thinking about it in a mess, and suddenly there was a slight movement in the quilt, Xiaohai's warm fat fingers gently pressed my arm, and I knew that she was as awake as me, and I was immediately relieved, in case Furong really wants to do something bloody, we will have a fish to die and break your life.

But he didn't do anything.

After standing quietly for a moment, he tiptoed out, gently closed the door, and returned to the sofa in the living room.

Then we heard his muffled cry, a whimpering voice, like a window that wasn't closed and a wind was blowing in.

There was a lot of things hidden in that cry, and it sounded very sad.

I suddenly had a strange feeling, the storm was coming, but it was not fatal, and I couldn't grasp the point, it was simply inexplicable.

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