Xiaolu slept soundly last night, and she woke up very early today. After a simple wash, she opened the window while eating breakfast. Looking at the glasses on the bedside, she didn't choose to put them on.
When Xiaolu pushed open the window, her eyes were full of whiteness. There was a snowfall last night, and she could hear a slight "squeak" sound before falling asleep. She thought, it should be that the snow had fallen and broken the dead branches. She stood barefoot on the floor of her own house, and the warm temperature made her very comfortable.
"What is that."
Looking down, Xiaolu saw a woman lying on the ground. The woman's face is turned towards herself, with a red rope around her neck. The woman is wearing a long red and white dress with some red petals scattered around it. She lay quietly on the snow, like a coquettish and pure flower blooming between heaven and earth.
"Maybe I'm taking pictures, this scene is very beautiful."
Xiaolu has also met many such people before. They always wear gorgeous and individual clothes in groups, and take pictures regardless of the eyes of others. Not long ago, Xiaolu had the opportunity to communicate with people in this circle. It was a man wearing a black cloak, he looked handsome and individual, when Xiaolu met him, he was taking pictures in the back garden.
"She seems to be asleep."
Xiaolu took another look. Sometimes she envied these people for being carefree. As for myself, I am a hard-working office worker. Although I work from nine to five, I often work overtime until late at night.
"But there is only one row of footprints. Where is the person who took the picture?"
Xiaolu was a little curious, she looked around. The rows of windows on the opposite side were all closed, and she vaguely saw a figure, a black figure. Xiaolu knew that to take a good-looking photo, the photographer had to spend a lot of effort.
She waved her hand at the photographer, but she didn't know if the photographer saw her.
The alarm clock rang, it was half past seven.
Xiaolu frowned, going to work again. She took one last look at the back garden of the community with nostalgia. The woman was still lying there, and she didn't know how long it would take to finish the filming. Grabbing her bag, Xiaolu left in a hurry.
Today Xiaolu was scolded by the boss again because she made a mistake, and the reason why she made a mistake was because Xiaolu forgot to wear her glasses again. Xiaolu actually enjoys the feeling that the world is hazy. She doesn't like to see everything clearly, and she doesn't like wearing glasses.
It was already late at night when she came back. In order to make up for her mistake, Xiaolu had to work overtime until late at night.
The community was already pitch black, and everyone fell asleep.
Xiaolu is afraid of the dark, but fortunately, there is a big security guard to accompany her all the way.
"A girl works overtime until late at night, and the boss can't bear it." The security guard walked inside with Xiaolu, and said to Xiaolu: "A girl should be careful when walking at night in the future. Someone died in our community today. .It was a young girl like you who took the body away in the afternoon."
Xiaolu's heart skipped a beat, she suddenly remembered the woman she saw this morning.
"What's going on?" Xiaolu asked curiously while being scared.
The security guard is a talker: "It is said that the woman was followed all the way in order to take a shortcut to go home, and then she was killed in the back garden of our community, and the blood was spilled all over the ground. The strange thing is that there is only one row of footprints. "
Xiaolu's heart became even more tense.
Seeing that Xiaolu was a little frightened, the security guard said, "I heard that that person followed in the footsteps of a woman, and after the murder, he walked away in footsteps."
"Has the murderer been caught?" Xiao Lu asked nervously.
The big security guard shook his head and said, "We are still investigating. It is said that that person may have stepped on our neighborhood many times. I am afraid that he even entered the victim's house."
The more Xiaolu heard it, the more frightened she became.
"Is that woman wearing a red and white dress?" Xiao Lu asked with some fear.
The security guard waved his hand and said, "How can someone wear a skirt in winter? She is wearing a white down jacket and a pair of jeans."
While speaking, he had arrived at the downstairs of Xiaolu's unit.
"Do you live in this building?" The security guard asked abruptly.
Xiaolu looked at Brother Security and said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Go up by yourself, I won't go." The security guard turned and left.
As she got closer and closer to home, Xiaolu gradually calmed down. She thought that what she saw in the morning was a corpse, and she was really scaring herself. Open the door, close the door, turn on the light, all in one go.
"So it's here."
Xiaolu looked at the glasses lying quietly on the shoe cabinet, feeling a little annoyed, her memory was really bad, she had forgotten to wear her glasses several times this month, but she seemed to be used to seeing people with blurred eyes.
Xiaolu climbed onto the bed, it was very warm.
She heard the sound of "squeak" again, which seemed to be louder than yesterday, but it didn't snow when she came back. Thinking of this, Xiaolu felt tired and soon fell asleep.
"I slept so soundly."
Xiaolu pushed open the window, and the outside was still white.
"It's another day full of motivation, let's work harder today!"
Xiaolu encouraged herself.
The person sitting in front of me was a white-haired old man, and Team Leader Shao was really sitting next to him. From the feeling of this old man's arrogance without anger, I knew that he was definitely not an ordinary person. Team leader Shao's seemingly casual sitting posture shows that the relationship between the two is unusual, and they should be very familiar with each other.
"If my guess is right, you are Bai Lao, right?" I said.
The old man looked at Team Leader Shao, nodded, and said for a while, "The boy is very smart."
I shook my head: "But I can't guess why you tell this story."
The old man said: "You can ask your team leader Shao about this."
With that said, the old man walked out of the room, and only me and Team Leader Shao were left in the room.
Team leader Shao said, "I went back to Dongxing City a few days ago and found Lao Bai. And Lao Bai gave us a case. If we can investigate clearly, we can be transferred back."
"Is it related to the story just now?" My eyes lit up.
"That's right." Team Leader Shao said.
An hour later, we returned to Dongxing City.
Team leader Shao said: "A few days ago, someone posted this story on the Internet. The next day, a girl named Xiaolu found the body in the back garden. A few days later, someone found Xiaolu's body. And the reason why we were transferred back this time is because after so long, the team led by Team Leader Li still haven't found any clues."
Team Leader Li was the one who pushed Team Leader Shao out of Dongxing City before, and Xiao Liu followed Team Leader Li. Maybe we will meet when we come back this time.
Team leader Shao said: "That's why the old Bai told us to come back, so that the two teams should act separately to find the murderer as quickly as possible. And this is also related to whether we can stay or not."
"The murderer who wrote the story?" I murmured to myself.
Team Leader Shao heard what I said, and said, "That's right, this article was found after the two women died, and the frightening thing is that this article was written before the two died. That is Said, if someone had been able to associate the article with reality before, these two people would not be dead."
"Death story?" Gu Chen said.
"Analyze." Team leader Shao looked at us and said, "Since the murderer wrote it in advance, it must have been arranged properly. We must be able to draw some useful clues from this story."
Guan Zengbin said, "Did Sister Mary find the person who posted the story?"
Team Leader Shao smiled wryly, and said: "This is something that Team Leader Li can't think of, and if he can find out from this point, he won't bother him to go there. The IP address is abroad, but the murderer cannot be abroad. , that is to say, the murderer has superb computer and Internet skills."
I said, "The murderer has told us what he looks like."
"Huh?" Everyone looked at me.
I pulled my hair with my hands and said: "This story seems to have no beginning and no end, but it contains a lot of information. The murderer described a single young woman who saw a dead body in the first person. , but this Xiaolu is nearsighted, so I thought someone was taking pictures."
I went on to say: "The white down jacket was stained with blood and was taken off, so Xiaolu thought she was wearing a red and white skirt, and the red string on the neck was actually a wound. Xiaolu met a few days ago. The person who took the photo in black clothes is the murderer who stepped on the spot."
"And then?" Gu Chen asked.
I gently pressed my temples: "The creaking sound is not the sound of snow crushing dead branches, but the sound of someone wearing shoes on the wooden floor. The glasses are on the bedside table in the morning and on the nightstand." On the shoe cabinet, it means that someone has entered Xiaolu's house."
Everyone's faces were serious.
I said slowly: "As I said before, the murderer has already told us who he is. He has also told us through this article that Xiaolu will be killed sooner or later. The reason why the security guards dare not go in is because It's because the last woman who died lived in that same building, and the creaking noise Xiaolu heard last night was from upstairs."
Team leader Shao nodded seriously, and then said: "So you know why Lao Bai came to us, because this murderer's hobbies are really unusual."
"But did this story really happen later?" Guan Zengbin couldn't believe it: "Is there a murderer in this world who wrote the story first, but killed people according to the story? If Xiaolu in the article didn't open the window, Isn't it all in vain?"
Looking out the window, I slowly said: "The murderer is probably a person with a mental illness. In other words, the murderer may suffer from schizophrenia."