The appearance of the white-haired young man did not leave Liu Chen with much confusion, after all, the forest was big and there were all kinds of birds, and it was not uncommon for a nervous white parrot to appear.

When he came to Dean Chen's ward, the rest of the beds in the ward were empty, and he was the only patient, and the uncle seemed to have just woken up, leaning on the head of the bed and sleepy, and after a night of recovery, his face was almost swollen.

Liu Chen put the small fruit basket of sincerity at the head of the bed, and caught a glimpse of the medical record card posted on the wall, which said coronary heart disease.

Dean Chen has a heart attack, no wonder he didn't recover after lying down for a long time last night.

Liu Chen put the small fruit basket of sincerity on the head of the bed, and asked with concern, "How is Dean Chen's recovery?"

Dean Chen's face turned gray, his mental state was a little decadent, and he sighed and said, "Alas, the last child still failed to be saved, it's all my fault, it's too useless." ”

"Dean Chen, don't blame yourself too much, sooner or later the matter will come to light, I still want to ask some information about that rich man, so that I can continue to investigate. ”

Dean Chen clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, his eyes were gloomy, he sighed and shook his head and said, "The only thing I remember is that that person has a strong smell of medicine on his body, I don't know if I can help you." ”

Is it interesting to make medicine?

Liu Chen suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, faint, not as strong and pungent as perfume, which makes people addicted after smelling it, this fragrance is indescribable, and it seems familiar.

Where he smelled it, he couldn't remember for a moment.

He noticed that Dean Chen's hands were white and tender, and they were well maintained, and he had the impression that the owners of these hands were all girls who had a good taste in life.

"I'm afraid you're still suspicious of me, you're right to suspect me, I'm the most suspicious of this matter, but no matter what, please save that child, I thank you. Dean Chen got up and knelt on the bed as he spoke.

Liu Chen hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile, "Dean, don't worry, I will do my best to save Ze Ze, I don't have a clue yet, you have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

After bidding farewell to Dean Chen, he accidentally glanced at it when he went out and saw that the shoes under Dean Chen's hospital bed were stained with mud and had dried and cracked due to the indoor temperature.

As soon as the inspiration flashed in my mind, the broken clues seemed to be connected, but they were still a little blurry, and I couldn't see the whole situation clearly.

"Ding Dong~" Liu Chen's mobile phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was a small video sent by Peng Peng, which was about Ye Qingqing.

Peng Peng repaired his phone?!

Liu Chen found a corner where no one was, clicked on the video, and Ye Qingqing's familiar face appeared on the mobile phone, because there was no signal in the deserted house, so Ye Qingqing was recording the whole process from the beginning of entering the deserted house.

Why didn't Tongtong die? She also died in the deserted house.

Liu Chen patiently continued to look down, the first five minutes were completely unnutritious, holding the mobile phone high with a selfie stick, holding a flashlight to explore the surrounding environment, it can be seen that Ye Qingqing in the video is very frightened, pretending to be very relaxed, introducing the dilapidated furniture on the first floor of the ancient house, suddenly, the mobile phone flickered, Liu Chen could feel the loud noise through the screen, Ye Qingqing was startled, shook the mobile phone and ran out, I don't know what happened, the mobile phone fell to the ground diagonally with Ye Qingqing's scream.

She should run out of the door, and the direction she ran away was on the second floor!

Liu Chen reopened the video and played it slowly, repeating it several times, and he could barely tell that it was a vague shadow that put down Ye Qingqing.

Murderer! Liu Chen calmed down because of the excitement and shortness of breath, and the case was about to be solved.

The blurry shadow took the knife and stabbed Ye Qingqing's corpse a few times before stopping, and Liu Chen took a screenshot of this shocking scene and magnified it countless times.

It is a Tongtong, mutilated ear, a signature feature.

Liu Chen took a deep breath, it was really Tongtong who killed, it was he who underestimated the darkness of people's hearts, and a young girl could actually kill her classmates, just a man.

Now that the truth is out, he can clearly connect everything together.

He watched the video several more times to make sure nothing was missing before turning off his phone.

Ye Qingqing was killed by Tongtong, but Tongtong saw it and was killed.

If the inference is good, the rest will wait for Qin Han to give him the result, and all the possibilities will be eliminated, and the rest of the impossibilities will be the truth.

This time he really didn't expect that it was a case within a case, a game within a game.

"Rich, hehe. Liu Chen smiled disdainfully.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and it's too late, so I'll go back and call the Qing Dance and start closing the net.

Liu Chen sent a message to Peng Peng and Murong Qingwu, telling them to go to the deserted mansion to gather, and the only evidence that can prove all is in the deserted mansion!

He regretted that he was too careless, and he went in and out of the deserted house twice without carefully investigating the scene, hoping that it was still too late.

After the arrangement, Liu Chen, who was about to go downstairs, suddenly felt his head swell, his feet seemed to be in the air, everything around him became slow, fewer and fewer people passed by him, and from the end of the corridor, a piece of darkness spread towards him, devouring a little light.

Gradually, darkness engulfed everything, and the entire space became dark and empty, leaving him alone.

Is this an illusion, Liu Chen's pupils straightened, he raised his arm to take a look, and his reaction became extremely sluggish.

He saw the other self on the other side smiling maliciously at him, picked up a knife and appeared at the door of the deserted mansion, and stabbed Wang Jiapeng in the neck......

"Don't!" Liu Chen woke up screaming, drenched in cold sweat, and found that he was now in the corner of the hospital corridor, and there were still patients and doctors hurrying around the noisy place.

As if nothing had happened, like waking up from a nightmare, the phone lay quietly on the windowsill, and the time on it showed eight o'clock.

Is it a dream? Liu Chen was stunned, he was not a horse, he did not have the habit of sleeping standing up, and it was impossible for him to dream.

How can he explain what he saw?

At this time, the time on the phone jumped to 8:11.

The familiar darkness came rushing over him again, enveloping him, and he felt as if he had been locked in a dark room.

There was a deathly silence, and I couldn't even hear the sound of my own breathing and heartbeat.

Liu Chen suddenly felt very tired, tired, tired and couldn't open his eyes, top-heavy, tired he didn't want to think about where he was, he just wanted to fall asleep deeply.

A soft force came from behind him to support him, and the faint sound of water could be heard in his ears.

Sleep, sleep, don't think about it, I'm sleepy.

Another voice appeared in Liu Chen's heart, tempting him.

"Okay," he replied, closing his eyes wearily.

Suddenly, a pair of white and tender hands climbed up Liu Chen's neck and stroked it gently, and suddenly, those hands suddenly exerted force and tightly choked his neck.

He was almost suffocated, and he didn't struggle for a moment.

"Ah" Liu Chen woke up and found himself lying in the bathtub, his eyes were wooden, he had completely lost the ability to think, and he could vaguely remember that he seemed to have come from the hospital.

As for how it came about, he couldn't remember.

The incandescent light illuminates the small space, and the phone lies on the small table by the bathtub, and the time shows 8:10.

No matter how he recalled, he couldn't remember a little of the past, but became more and more tired, the water in the bathtub was at a moderate temperature, not cold or hot, every pore on his body was opened, and he exhaled comfortably.

"Knock knock~" A dull knock sounded on the door.

Liu Chen was inexplicably pushed up by a strange force, got up numbly, and when he opened the door, the wind hissed, and he took a step on his feet and walked out instinctively.

After he walked out, he felt that his face was sticky, and gradually his chest was covered with a warm current。。。。。

The time on the phone beats, exactly 8:11。。。。。

At the door of the Central Hospital, a young man fell from the top floor, lying on the ground in large characters, holding a mobile phone tightly in his hand, and the dazzling red blood overflowed, converging into a small pool of water on the ground.

The strangest passers-by did not see the young man who fell from the building, and everyone naturally made a detour, with no different colors on their faces, which formed a vacuum around the young man.

"Two feet kick over the waves of the world, and one shoulder bears the sorrows of the past and the present. A white-haired young man with a yellow sail in his hand groaned through the turbulent flow of people, squatting in front of the dead young man, "Brother, can you make a fortune this time?"