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What about breakfast? Did you quit the strike because you were sentenced to sleep in the guest room? Ye Zhao leaned against the door of the room with his arms in his arms and silently looked at a guy who was sleeping in the dark.
Since Nie Renyan came, Lord Ye, who had never been in the kitchen again, finally grabbed the spatula in desperation.
The TV in the living room was on, and Ye Zhao frowned when he heard the reports one after another. Passenger ships in the Yangtze River capsized one after another. Emotional changes... Large waves of fishing boats in coastal areas were attacked, causing serious casualties...
Ye Zhao put the fried eggs on the table, looked up at the TV, and saw that the sea area released on the screen was full of wreckage of fishing boats, and the surrounding area was dark red. This should be a shot from the sky. Compared with the "big wave fishing boat attack" heard, such a messy visual effect is even more terrifying. Reporters tracked and reported the rescue situation on the shore. Except for some survivors, they were transported into medical vehicles on stretchers, and most of them were a long line of corpses covered with white cloth. The data scrolls at the bottom of the screen - "The number of confirmed deaths is 76, the number of missing is 502..."
Those who are confirmed dead are those whose bodies can be found, and those who are missing...
Thinking of the topic of "aquatic creatures' sex changes and their appetite soars" that he talked about at the police station yesterday, Ye Zhao looked at the number of missing people scrolling past, and he felt a chill.
The ringing of the mobile phone suddenly reminded me that Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, then strode to the coffee table, picked it up and saw that it was Xia Zhiming's call, and pressed the answer button: "Zhiming?"
"Ah, it's me." Xia Zhiming was noisy again. He heard Ye Zhao's voice being a little lazy and asked, "You just got up?"
"Well, I got up a little late." Ye Zhao replied, "What's wrong? You seem to be in a mess over there, what happened?"
"Hey! Don't mention it! Just last night, somewhere in the suburbs of Western Film, a person died! tmd You said that the murderer can't stop for a while, it's getting more and more chaotic, and he came to join in the fun!" Xia Zhiming seemed to be teased Filled with anger, he sighed and continued, "But I didn't call you to say that. Early this morning, we contacted the relatives of all the victims, including yesterday's case, and found that the victims really had all of them. One thing in common - these people have all mentioned that they can see some things that ordinary people can't see, but most of them are not taken seriously, so at least one thing can be clear in this case is that the murderer's goal It should be this kind of person…”
Ye Zhao was silent for a while: "You mean..."
Xia Zhiming said solemnly: "We still don't know how he learned about these victims, so he targeted and harmed them, and we don't know why he did this, because other than this, those victims have nothing to do with them. The place where you are connected... Now, everyone who has this situation may become the next victim... So, pay attention when you go out recently, I don't want to see anything happen to you. "
☆、chapter22
with Xia Zhiming