The newspaper was also a few years old, the paper was yellowed, and most of the handwriting was blurred, except for a few bold block letters on the front page. △¢Top Novel,

"A shocking case, a tragic death! Jiangbei, Panshui, a family of five was tragically destroyed, dismembered and broken, and the corpses were thrown to feed the dogs!"

Below the title is a black-and-white illustration of a dilapidated four-story apartment with secrets buried deep underground being fought over by wild dogs.

And the small print further down is not clear.

"The paper's paper has turned yellow, probably a few years ago. Zixin speculated on the side: "When people with mental abilities make dreams, they usually choose the most indelible fragment of their memory to construct the dream world." Because the deeper the memory, the more stable the corresponding world will be, and it will not be easily destroyed. ”

With Zixin, a person with mental power, appearing to say, Gao Jian will not be confused.

"Although this is a dream world, every qiē that appears in the world is a true restoration of the memories of the brain powers. Therefore, everything we see has appeared in reality, and this is the reality in the unreal. Zixin took the newspaper in Gao Jian's hand: "In other words, what happened in this newspaper is indeed there, and it can be deeply imprinted in the memory of the mentally powerful, indicating that it is inextricably related to him." ”

"Yes, there aren't many people who can have anything to do with the massacre. Gao Jian walked around the room, this room is not big, the furniture is ordinary, there is some dust, it seems that no one has come in for a long time.

Drawers were pulled open and wardrobes were opened, but nothing was found, empty, useful things had either been destroyed or had been taken.

"Who do you think could have anything to do with the tragedy?" asked casually, Gao Jian stood by the only window in the room, looking out.

"Then who else can there be?" Eater changed his comfortable position and lay on the ground. His current state is that the sky is falling and there is a tall man on top, and he is not in a hurry at all: "The police who handled this case or the murderer who committed the crime, there is another possibility that he is a survivor, maybe there is an illegitimate child who has been wiped out?"

"Eat cheap ......"

"What's wrong again?"

"Where you lay on your stomach should have died. ”

“......”

Gao Jian was by no means untargeted, and the window was facing the land that had been cut by wild dogs in the black-and-white photo.

Looking at the direction and location, this is likely to be the scene of the first crime.

From a distance, this nightmare world is not as big as Fangzi's ashes, including only an apartment and a large wasteland, and beyond is the chaotic darkness.

"There's nothing to be found in the house, so let's go outside and have a look. Helping them up, the two opened the door and came out into the corridor.

To say that this apartment is dilapidated, with four floors in all directions, and the space inside is not too large, but once you go out, the corridors on both sides seem to be dark and there is no end in sight.

"This is a trick used by people with mental powers, in dreams he can blur time and space slightly, and it's not enough to crack my ability, if Fang Zi comes, it will be easy to do. ”

"Fangzi, then forget it, if that girl doesn't come out and kill me, I'll thank God. Gao Jian is still a little resistant to the little girl who nailed a cabinet of dolls.

"Actually, Fang Zi has a good nature, you haven't got to know her in depth......"

Waving his hand to interrupt Zixin's words, Gao Jian made a gesture of silence.

The door across from them opened from the inside, rusty and a harsh sound of turning.

The rancid smell rushed into his nasal cavity, and Gao Jian's eyes were bloodshot, as if he was facing a great enemy.

After a while, the door opened half a foot open, and out stepped out half of the tattered cotton slippers. Looking up, this person is not so particular about dressing, and his clothes and pants are washed white.

Two coughs, gray hair, this is a sick old man.

"Are you new tenants? Stay here, remember to be quiet, don't make too much noise. The old man was very talkative, and coughed a few times from time to time.

Gao Jian looked into the house through the crack in the door, the smell in the house was pungent, and he didn't know what secrets were hidden.

"Uncle, can we go to your house?"

Hearing Gao Jian's words, the old man obviously became nervous, and his fingers grasped the door panel: "Ahem, it's not okay yet, let's come back after a while." ”

He said that he was about to close the door, but how could Gao Jian do what he wanted, the corridors on both sides were pitch black and endless, and the old man's house was the only place that could provide clues.

One hand pressed on the door, his red eyes glowed with blood, Gao Jian smiled: "It's all between neighbors, what is there to hide." It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today. ”

The palm of his hand was forceful, the old man stumbled, and the door panel was completely pushed open.

The strong smell of rancid smell greeted him, and even Gao Jian, who was a zombie, frowned: "There are definitely many people who have died in this house. ”

Regardless of the old man's obstruction, enter the house.

The room was the same size and furnishings as the room they had been in, except that there was no bed in this room, and there were a few mattresses on the floor that were exposed with cotton wool.

The place is not big, the furniture is very little, and you can see the whole room at a glance.

"What do you want to do? Are you the police? Get out of here!" the old man began to cough violently again.

"Policeman, I haven't killed anyone, I'm a good citizen. Gao Jian's killing intent rolled: "An old man appeared in the nightmare, he should be the neighbor of the family that was killed, is this old man an insider?"

Gao Jian rushed with murderous intent, the old man's face turned pale, and he stopped talking.

The two of them buried their heads in the house to find clues, lifted the damp and moldy bedding, and turned over the cabinets.

"The space in the room is so small, it's impossible to hide something like a corpse, so why is there such a big rancid smell?" Tapping along the wall, Gao Jian didn't find anything like a dark room mechanism.

"Gao Jian, come and see this ......" Zixin touched a photo from the top of the cabinet, and she handed it to Gao Jian.

After taking the photo, Gao Jian just glanced at it, and his face became extremely ugly.

This is a family portrait of grandparents sitting in the middle with two little grandchildren in their arms, a man and a woman standing behind them, and a student with a gloomy expression standing next to him. There are seven people in the photo, and five of them know Gao Jian.

These five people are the members of the poisonous dog who died at the hands of Gao Jian: the disfigured woman, the muscular man, the dog, the old woman, and the child who died blindly.

And what made his heart beat even faster was that when he compared the grandfather in the photo in his hand with the old man at the door, "You are also a person who poisons dogs!"

His body was as heavy as lead, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the frail figure.

The old man coughed a few more times, he lowered his head, he couldn't see the expression on his face, he could only hear a hoarse voice: "Yes, but I died relatively early, and I haven't been in contact with my family for a long time." ”

There was a dense sound of footsteps on the stairs outside the door, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and more than one person.

A terrible beast seemed to have awakened in the darkness, and when the footsteps stopped, several familiar faces appeared outside the door.

The members of the poisonous dog who were killed by Gao Jian are back one by one.

The child who didn't bare was lying in front, and he struggled to raise his head with deformity in his lower limbs, and there was still a grudge in his eyes that could not be resolved.

"I said you would regret it!"