A busy day has yielded nothing.
Of course, there was nothing for old Jack, but when Yu Chu looked at the blood-stained crime scene, he would think of the intersection with the perverted murderer. She put away the silver knife, and every time she saw it, she felt a little creepy.
It's like keeping the breath of death by your side.
Fortunately, after passing through so many planes, I am used to seeing strong winds and waves, so I can accept a little bit of horror.
At night, she watched old Jack walk into the room with her own eyes before turning back to her place.
The houses of the detective agency are all on the second floor, and the corner is the original owner's room. Yu Chu went in and closed the door, still feeling a little uneasy, thinking of the arrow...
The next target is most likely Old Jack.
Or, the murderer changed his mind not to kill himself, and came back to kill himself again.
She was a little nervous. This kind of feeling is like knowing who the other party's target is, but can't predict how, when, and how cruel and bloody this pervert will make a move...
Yu Chu sighed, realizing that he had sighed enough in this plane. She lay on the bed, and slowly touched the cold and straight silver knife under the pillow with her fingers.
midnight.
With a horrifying scream, Yu Chu opened his eyes instantly, subconsciously touched his fingers under the pillow, took out the silver knife, and sat up.
It was a girl's scream, probably an apprentice from a detective agency, but because the voice was too terrifying, Yu Chu couldn't tell which one it was for a while.
This is not outside, but inside the detective agency, what could happen
She went out in her pajamas, and saw the door of Old Jack's room was wide open, and several old men from the detective agency gathered outside the door, with pale and frightened expressions on their faces.
The girls covered their mouths, looking like they wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, and their legs limply collapsed on the ground.
Yu Chu's heart moved slightly, he walked over, stood at the door and took a look inside.
After only one glance, she saw clearly the horrific death of old Jack, she looked away and bit her lip.
The smell of blood was as strong as a cloud of dust, and just this smell made people's stomachs twitch.
After all, the old detectives had seen many cases, their faces were pale, but they still went in, and at the same time turned to the girls and said, "Come in and write the records."
The girls were all in a trance, still in shock, no one dared to enter the room to record.
Yu Chu pursed his lips, turned back to his room to get a pen and paper, then went back to Old Jack's room and walked in.
As the old detectives watched the corpse, she stepped back. There was a veil in the middle of the room, and there were people in front of it, so Yu Chu retreated silently to the side of the veil.
She looked at the corpse from a distance.
On the chest is still a straight and beautiful silver knife.
Exactly the same as the one in my room.
She slowly observed the blood around her, and at the same time looked around on the ground, but found no new pointing symbols. Doesn't the murderer have another target
While she was thinking silently, a clean and clear breath suddenly came from her side, and a pair of hands hugged her gently and tenderly from behind, as if death had surrounded her silently.
Yu Chu froze for a moment.
To be honest, she has experienced so many planes, and she has never been so horrified.
If it wasn't for her strong psychological quality, she might have screamed the moment she was hugged.
The people behind her were a little surprised, their slender hands wrapped around her waist, with an ambiguous and strange tone, and said in a lazy tone, "You are so cute. I like it so much."