The person who fell from the upstairs was the make-up artist of the crew.
The ambulance was still on its way, and Director Chen was calling someone.
Ningning heard him claim on the phone, "A little accident."
"It's not an accident." Ning Ning crossed his arms and said to Chen Shuanghe in a low voice, "You saw it too?"
"Well." Chen Shuanghe's face was very ugly.
The two of them looked at the attic together.
The makeup artist fell from the attic, and because there was no one else around, he was identified as an accident by Director Chen.
But they both saw it, and as the makeup artist fell, a figure flashed across the attic.
Although it was only a glimpse, both of them saw the mask on the other's face - a rabbit mask.
"I asked other people." Chen Shuanghe glanced at the people around him. "Apart from us, everyone else said they didn't see it, including those who were there at the time."
No one else can see, only the two of them can see...
The identity of the other party is ready to be revealed.
"Mask man..." Ning Ning muttered.
At this time, a staff member came across and said to Ning Ning, "Miss Ning, someone outside is looking for you, saying that it is someone you know, called Wen Yu."
He came just in time, and Ning Ning also had something to look for.
Wen Yu asked the staff to take Wen Yu to the lounge first, and spoke to Director Chen again, and then went to find him.
Knocked on the door: "Wen Yu, I'm here."
"… Come in."
The moment the door opened, a hand suddenly stretched out from the opposite side.
Ning Ning was pulled into the door by him, and then the door slammed shut and locked.
... If the person standing in front of her is not Wen Yu, but another man, it is estimated that Ning Ning has already opened her mouth to call for help at this time, which is Wen Yu, so she frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Sorry." Wen Yu turned around and said apologetically, "conditioned reflex."
… what kind of conditioning is this? Ning Ning looked at him speechlessly, feeling that the way he looked at her was strange.
He looked at her like a stranger, from her eyebrows to the nose, from her nose to the mole on her cheek, then from the mole on her cheek to her lips, identifying little by little She came out, confirmed her identity, and then heaved a sigh of relief and reached out to hug her.
Ning Ning was a little confused by his sudden hug, and it took a long time to ask, "What the hell happened to you today?"
"… nothing."
"But the way you looked at me just now... makes people feel a little hairy." Ning Ning smiled half-truth, "It feels... like I haven't seen me in decades."
"Ms. Qin is dead." Wen Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said.
Ning Ning was stunned: "Who?"
"My guest." Wen Yu let go of his hand and returned to his body and face with restraint. He became the Wen Yu that Ningning was familiar with, and calmly said to her, "Remember? Before? We went to her house together and she opened the door covered in blood, and was later suspected by the police as the murderer of her boyfriend."
After his reminder, Ningning remembered this person: "I remember her, what happened to her? The real murderer... Has he been caught?"
She herself said she had no hope, because an invisible person, how to catch him
Sure enough, Wen Yu shook her head and said, "Because she couldn't stand the criticism from the world, she committed suicide."
Ning Ning fell silent.
Wen Yu today made her feel a little strange.
Although it was only a patient relationship, the indifference he showed at the moment still made her a little bit startled, that kind of news broadcast-like tone, that kind of indifferent attitude...
After calming down, Ning Ning asked, "Speaking of which, you mentioned to me before that Ms. Qin's ex-husband is a masked man wearing a rabbit mask, right?"
A piece of drawing paper was spread on the table, and the pen and paper were all provided by Wen Yu. It was not surprising that even if he ended up working as a doctor, he still couldn't change the habit of carrying drawing supplies with him.
"It's almost like this..." Ning Ning said while sketching on the paper.
"Let me see." Wen Yu stood behind Ning Ning, staring at the drawing paper on the table.
On the paper is a masked man.
Neither fat nor thin, with a very ordinary figure, wearing a rabbit mask on his face, such a figure with such a mask, it looks harmless to humans and animals.
When he looked at the drawing paper, Ningning was also looking at him, just like he observed her before, Ningning also began to observe his eyes and every move...
"Look again." Wen Yu picked up the paintbrush on the table, changed a few strokes on the painting, and then asked, "Does the person you see in the attic look like this?"
Ningning turned to look at the drawing paper, and then had a cold fight.
It's still that harmless rabbit mask, but for some reason, staring at this painting for a long time makes people feel creepy. A bloody knife.
With just a few strokes, Wen Yu stuffed a murderer's soul into the rabbit mask on the painting.
Looking at such a portrait, Ningning couldn't help but ask, "Did Ms. Qin really commit suicide?"
Wen Yu shook her head: "No."
Ning Ning snorted in her heart.
"Because I couldn't stand the criticism from the world, I committed suicide... This is an external statement." Wen Yu smiled, "After all, I can't find a more scientific statement."
"But what is the truth?" Ningning asked.
"The truth is..." Wen Yu stared at her deeply, "Do you believe that a person can strangle himself to death?"
As the first suspect in the murder case, Ms. Qin was arrested immediately.
There is no second suspect.
The "man in the rabbit mask" in her mouth doesn't exist at all.
Ms. Qin's family began to run around, trying to find a way to give her a certificate to prove that she was mentally ill. In fact, in the eyes of the inmates who live in the same cell, she is indeed mentally ill.
No matter the day or night, they are always quarreling against the air, and even punching and kicking against the air.
"Three nights ago, Ms. Qin quarreled with 'Air' again." Wen Yu said, "Because she often does this, everyone in the same room is used to it. Everyone at most scolds a few words, then turns over and continues to sleep. Someone heard her calling for help in the middle, but no one answered, and she was still scolding her for being a playboy." Wen Yu said slowly, "The next day, she was found lying on the bed with her eyes open, and her body was cold."
Forensic identification, was strangled to death.
Who was the one who strangled her
A group of people turned on the surveillance cameras to see, but the more they looked, the colder their backs became.
In the surveillance, Ms. Qin first scolded the air for a while.
Halfway through the scolding, she began to move her hands and feet, she kept reaching out to grab and spare the other party, and her fierceness was no different from the shrew in the vegetable market.
"If there is really someone on the opposite side, it must be a good guy." Someone saw this and said, "If you don't fight back, you can't fight back when you scold."
As a result, in the next second, Ms. Qin turned half a circle like a spinning top, as if being slapped in the face.
She raised her hand to cover her face, and cursed for a while. Someone who knew lip language read out what she said at the moment: "I'd rather die with him than be with you, the bastard!"
Then something happened that sent chills on everyone's back.
Ms. Qin suddenly started to go backwards.
Even though there was no one in front of her, she quickly retreated as if being forced, from where she was standing, all the way back to the wall.
Then, she suddenly lifted her feet off the ground.
"Help... help..." Ms. Qin pressed her back against the wall, pressing her hands tightly in front of her neck, and kicked the front casually with her feet off the ground.
A roommate seemed to be awakened by her, and turned over on the bed. Ms. Qin turned her eyes towards each other with hope, and her eyes were bloodshot due to congestion.
But when the other party turned over, he pressed the pillow on his head, and soon after, the snoring resumed.
Ms. Qin's head dropped.
Hands no longer struggle, legs no longer kick.
Like a painting, she was quietly hanging on the wall... A pair of invisible hands strangled her neck and nailed it to the wall.
Not to mention the person who saw it with his own eyes, Ning Ning, who only listened with his ears, felt a little chill on his back.
"Did her ex-husband do it?" Ning Ning crossed her arms and smoothed the goosebumps on her, "Why did he do this?"
"It may be a spur of the moment, or it may be an outbreak after patience." Wen Yu said, "But no matter what, you are in danger now."
"Me?" Ning Ning asked, how could the matter involve her.
"Killing his wife with his own hands made a big change in his mentality." Wen Yu said, "To put it simply, he has completed the transition from an ordinary person to a serial killer."
"Serial... Murderer??" When Ning Ning heard such a word not in TV dramas or novels, but in reality, Ning Ning felt unbelievable, and the distance made her feel a little unreal.
"This Mr. Rabbit... Let's give him the code name Mr. Rabbit." Wen Yu glanced at the portrait on the table out of the corner of his eyes, "In Ms. Qin's eyes, in the eyes of the world, he is already dead, but he He didn't think he was dead. He thought he was just out of the way. When he came back, he found that his wife was with another man. He killed his lover in anger, but not Ms. Qin. He thought that Ms. Qin would feel guilty. I am grateful to him, but it turned out to be a little different from what he imagined."
There seems to be a little commotion outside the door, what happened
"'I'd rather die with him than be with you, the bastard.' This sentence was the straw that broke the camel's back. He finally couldn't bear to kill Ms. Qin, and he didn't think he was wrong. Wen Yu said, "He thinks it's Ms. Qin who is wrong, and those who are like Ms. Qin."
"Ningning, are you inside?" Chen Shuanghe's voice and a hurried knock on the door came from outside.
Ning Ning couldn't help but stand up from the sofa. She rarely sees him in such a hurry. Is there something going on outside
"Ning Ning? Ning Ning!" No one responded, Chen Shuanghe knocked on the door louder, and at the same time, Ning Ning's cell phone rang.
She hurried over and opened the door previously locked by Wen Yu.
Chen Shuanghe's anxious face appeared in front of her, looked her up and down for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You'll be fine."
There was chaos outside, and Ning Ning couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"
Chen Shuanghe hesitated and looked inside the door.
"It's all my own, you say it." Ning Ning said.
"...the makeup artist who fell from the upstairs before." Chen Shuanghe said to her in a low voice, "She died... she was strangled to death."
Ning Ning quickly turned to look at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu was still sitting on the sofa, and the tea in front of her was cold.
For some reason, he was too cautious today, he didn't eat any food from unknown sources, and he didn't even drink the tea made for him.
Seeing Ning Ning turn his head to look at him, he smiled slightly, and the smile was even a little cold.
"The characteristic of serial killers is that they are fixed," he said with a smile. "A fixed motive, a fixed killing pattern, or a fixed killing type."
Ning Ning swallowed.
"Mr. Rabbit is the last one. He chooses the same type of target to start with." Wen Yu said to Ningning, "Ms. Qin, and your make-up artist, what do you think they have in common?"
Ning Ning stared at him for a long time before slowly saying, "...We are all lovers of masked people."
spouse.
What a soft word, what a beautiful word, this is even a word that many people pursue all their lives just to have.
But now, it has become a reminder.
"...What are you talking about?" Chen Shuanghe glanced at Ning Ning and then at Wen Yu, "Serial murderer...what is it?"
"This." Wen Yu handed him the portrait on the table, and then briefly explained the matter to him.
Chen Shuanghe frowned the more he listened, and finally shoved the portrait into his pocket, turned around and said to Ningning, "My dad, let me tell you, you go back today, it's not safe here."
"It's useless." Wen Yu objected. "It's more unsafe to be alone. It's better to find him and catch him before things get too big. The sooner the better."
"It's just us?" Chen Shuanghe looked at each other in surprise.
"No." Wen Yu smiled, "It's up to me."
Chen Shuanghe was speechless: "Forget it, add me."
"Okay." Wen Yu immediately said to him, "I suspect that Mr. Rabbit is still at the murder scene. You can go and have a look first, but just take a look. We will talk about the specifics later, and remember not to reveal his faults."
... I'm just being polite, and you're starting to command me now? Chen Shuanghe stared at him dumbfounded for a while, before muttering: "...Okay, I'll go take a look."
After he left, only Ning Ning and Wen Yu were left in the lounge.
"Why?" Ning Ning asked suddenly.
Wen Yu turned her head to look at her.
"Why are you so sure..." Ning Ning also slowly turned her face, "You and the masked man I saw are the same person."
When Wen Yu made her picture human before, she didn't react for a while.
Later, when Wen Yu helped her revise the portrait, she felt strange in her heart, but for a while she couldn't say what was wrong.
Now she's finally reacting...
"Wen Yu." Ning Ning stared straight at the other person's face and asked word by word, "When did you start... Can you see the masked man?"