Today, Yingxuan habitually opened the calendar again.
One hundred days have passed since that day.
Her current work unit is a large company responsible for advertising planning, and she works in the creative department. This company is also very famous in this city, and many advertisements for famous brand products are planned by it.
But she didn't work here because of this, and she had to leave the original company. Since that day, she has wished for a change of environment. That horrible scene is still in my mind. In the end, not only did I choose to move, but I even had to change my job.
She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she instinctively felt the danger.
The newly moved apartment is completely incomparable with the previous residence. The location is not good, but the law and order is still relatively peaceful. Because apartment prices are so cheap, rich people don't live here, and without high-income earners to target, thieves or robbers don't come here.
However, even so, she was still worried, and locked the door of the house three times in total.
When parents abroad called to greet her, they also felt that she was too sensitive when they learned about her situation. But only she knew that it was not because of her nervousness. In fact, she felt from an early age that she had a strong premonition of danger. Once when she was a child, a friend invited her to watch a movie. It was an American blockbuster that she had been looking forward to, but she didn't know why she refused, just because she had some ominous premonition. As a result, the movie theater caught fire that day, and all her friends were buried in the sea of flames, and no one survived.
There are many similar examples in her growth process. She began to be more and more convinced of her hunch, but this time, she would rather think that she was neurotic.
However, the letter in her hand at this moment made her understand that her vigilance was not groundless.
The person who sent the letter was her former colleague Lin Yanchen.
The letter was not long, but just conveyed a message to her.
Zuo Xin is dead.
The colleague who had the best relationship with her in the past died.
Moreover, it was killed. The place where her body was buried was on the rooftop of her apartment, and the first person who discovered it was Yan Chen. The cause of death was that the throat was cut and he bleeds profusely. Zuo Xin's memorial service will be held at seven o'clock tomorrow, and Yan Chen specially wrote to invite her to attend the memorial service.
Probably, because I feel that writing a letter is more formal, so it has replaced phone calls and emails. It really looks like Yanchen's character.
Maybe it would be strange to say that, but Ying Xuan didn't want to go.
This is the second time.
There was no feeling of sadness, all she felt was fear. She crumpled up the letter, put her arms around her shoulders, and leaned her head against the wall.
She has known Zuo Xin for three years. The two of them first met when they went to the company to apply for a job together. They were originally rivals at the sword, but after they became colleagues, they were assigned to the same department and gradually became good friends. In today's society, she is also very aware of the dangers of the workplace, so it is not easy to maintain a deep relationship with her colleagues. And the two of them have always been on good terms.
But she just died...
The letter also stated that although the throat was cut as the fatal injury, there were already countless stab wounds all over the body before this. The murderer's modus operandi is extremely cruel and outrageous.
During these days, she has deliberately avoided reading newspapers and news, so she knows nothing about this case.
She knew who killed Zuo Xin, although there was no evidence, she knew who it was. This matter really will not end.
The next day, as if to match such a sad atmosphere, even the sky began to rain cats and dogs.
In the memorial service venue, everyone was dressed in black, and in front of Xiaoxin's portrait, her parents were already sobbing. In the corner of the venue, a man squatted. Pushing open the lid, his hand trembling slightly lit the cigarette he was holding with a lighter.
His hair was disheveled, his eyes were haggard, his clothes were not buttoned properly, and his tie was crooked.
"Your image is too bad, right? Yan Chen?"
Ying Xuan put down her bag, squatted in front of him and asked, "Tell me. What happened?"
Yan Chen took a puff of smoke, and replied with confused eyes: "Perhaps I could have stopped it. Today, it's exactly one hundred days."
"Why do you say that? You say you could have prevented it?"
"After you resigned, Xiaoxin, Zhumian, I and I still worked in the company as usual. But, gradually, I began to notice that something was wrong with Xiaoxin."
"What? Something wrong? What do you mean?"
"Her complexion is getting worse and worse, and she often yells suddenly and inexplicably. Her mother said that in the days before she was killed, she couldn't eat almost every day, and she didn't say anything even if she was asked. The day of the accident , I was staying at her house, trying to persuade her and ask her what's on her mind. But suddenly she yelled hysterically, and then rushed out. Then I watched her get on the elevator and reached the top floor I was worried that something might happen to her, so I ran up the stairs to the top floor... Then, hearing her screams again, I ran to the roof and saw her lying down covered in blood... "
Hearing what he said, Ying Xuan's complexion became worse and worse.
"You... what do you mean?"
"I think you should also understand? What does this mean."
If they ran to the rooftop immediately after hearing the screams, and then found the corpse, then... there is a huge contradiction.
Why did Yan Chen not find the murderer
"I couldn't figure it out either. At that time, I had already reached the top floor, and suddenly heard a few horrible screams. When the lock came from the rooftop and was about to go up, the screams just stopped. Don't mention the murderer, I was I didn't see anyone in the corridor."
"By the time you reach the rooftop, Xiao Xin will already be dead?"
"Yes... Seeing the amount of bleeding, everyone knew that she was definitely dead. It can be said that the murderer must have had a lot of blood on his body, and the police couldn't find a single witness around the apartment. to similar characters."
Then... isn't that very similar to that time
The only difference is...
Ying Xuan looked at Xiao Xin's mother who was crying and almost fainted in the middle of the venue, she didn't know how to comfort her.
"I can't do anything all the time. If I didn't have the motive to kill Xiaoxin, the police would definitely suspect me. Yingxuan, do you think that the person who killed Xiaoxin and the person who killed Fujiyue are the same person ?"
"this… "
"Look!"
Runli angrily threw the newspaper in front of Ah Jing, and shouted at a high decibel volume: "A girl who was so young died just like that. It's all because you said not to interfere with the premonition for the time being! Her age It's about the same as me, and still has a bright future! Moreover, he died so badly... "
Ah Jing picked up the newspaper and glanced at it roughly, then sighed and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. Even if we intervene, she might not survive."
"But maybe she can survive! At least you and your brother should inform her! No matter what method you use! The woman named Fan Tengyue who died before this was killed by a ghost, right? These two people People from the same company all died on the date I predicted, don't tell me it's a coincidence!"
"I wonder how you know that Zuo Xin's death was not man-made. You thought it was Run An who told you, but you guessed it."
"That's not the problem... Also, don't you and your brother have any clues about the psychic? If this continues, I don't know how many people will die!"
A Jing's slender nails walked lightly on the table, and she replied calmly: "It's okay. I have my own way to find her. People with that kind of physique will never die as many people as me. My father didn’t have much back then, since there are so many criminal cases over the years, it’s fine.”
"Huh?" Runli asked inexplicably: "Speaking of which, why do people around people with supernatural physiques keep dying?"
"You don't need to know that."
At this moment, Runli suddenly understood something, and quickly grabbed Ah Jing's hand and asked: "Is this the real purpose of our parents to let us run away and stop contacting any relatives? Because everyone who has relations with us will die ?Did my parents die because of this? I felt strange back then. Even if the parents left a message about the three claw marks in the diary, my brother's determination was too firm, and he didn't miss the original city... Could it be? , the parents left that part of the content in the diary, but my brother tore up the page that recorded that part of the content?"
"You can ask your brother, how would I know?"
"Tell me! Mom and Dad will die, is it related to our supernatural constitution?"
"Of course it has nothing to do with you."
Ah Jing shook off Runli's hand, rubbed it a few times, and said, "It hurts... I didn't expect you to have strong hands. The two of you didn't even change the color of your pupils, and your supernatural powers were completely latent, so when you were adults In the past, it was not enough to cause the death of people around you... It is estimated that the death of your parents was due to the relationship between one of them having a supernatural physique, but it is also the same as you, because the supernatural ability is at a low level, so the pupils did not change color. However, even a person with a psychic physique that has not changed color will gradually wake up under the stimulation of some external factors after adulthood. Your parents probably incurred those things not long after their abilities were awakened."
"Cause? Will a person with a supernatural physique really bring disaster?"
"Well... you don't need to think too deeply... this is also a matter of probability. First of all, let me assure you that the death of your parents has nothing to do with you or your brother..."
However, Runli's expression was still full of pain.
"But... can we be 100% sure? Although we were not yet adults when our parents died, we are about to enter adulthood. What if our abilities start to awaken at that time? Don't we have the ability of premonition soon after our parents die? ? Isn't it so?"
"What do you want to prove?" Ah Jing's face gradually became displeased.
"Um?"
Ah Jing folded the newspaper on the table and said: "Your thoughts are meaningless at all. No matter what the cause of your parents' death is, nothing will change. The important thing is the future!"
Runli's tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"I... If this is the case, then can I no longer make friends with anyone? I can't even fall in love with anyone in the future, otherwise I will kill the other person? Will the supernatural ability in me bring disaster?"
"I don't know. The way forward is only up to you to explore. How to do it is up to you to decide. If you have time to think about these issues, why don't you search for more information, find Wen Zimei as soon as possible, and improve your brother's psychic ability."
"Is this your new home?"
"Yes, because it is a second-hand house, and the location is not good, so the house price is not too expensive."
After Yanchen drove Yingxuan back to her house, Yingxuan insisted on letting him sit down. When entering the living room, Yan Chen couldn't help feeling a little moved by the simple furniture and small area.
"What are you afraid of, aren't you?"
Ying Xuan did not answer, but chose to avoid the topic: "You are the same, right? Regarding that scene, the scene of Fujiyue's death... Until now, I can still clearly recall that scene, and I can remember her at that time The clothes you wear, remember the temperature in the room at that time, even remember…”
"Enough! Stop talking, okay!"
Yanchen held his head, he was obviously extremely uncomfortable with this topic. He roared hysterically: "It's that guy. We all know it. You, me, and the bamboo crown, didn't we all see clearly at that time? He will kill us all, and there will be no one left of!"
Yes... he was right.
It all started on that day...