Aoba Office

"whats the matter?"

"The prop rope from the drama club."

These words were like thunder, hitting our heads.

I quickly asked Chen Xiaoqiu: "Where is the scarf from the second case?"

Chen Xiaoqiu was taking out his cell phone, "Let me ask my uncle." The Chen family's uncle should be busy, so Chen Xiaoqiu had no choice but to leave him a text message.

"What do you think the murder weapon means?" Fatty asked, "There is no murder weapon in the murder case at the police station, right?"

"If hands are considered murder weapons..." The thin man told a cold joke.

Guo Yujie glared at the thin man, "Are you kidding me now?"

"Things started to change from the third murder. I don't know if the evil spirit changed on its own initiative or if something went wrong." I analyzed the matter and brought the topic back on track.

"Can't it be a coincidence?" Guo Yujie asked.

"Well, we don't rule out this possibility."

"It's really strange that the police took the initiative to return the rope to the drama club. Have you ever asked your uncle about this?" The thin man looked at Chen Xiaoqiu.

"I asked last time. Because the case is very simple, the case handling process is very fast. There is no procedural problem in returning the rope." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

This kind of "brainstorming" could not come to a conclusion, so the five of us dispersed and did our work separately.

In the afternoon, Xiao Gu called me and told me about Tao Hai's house.

"The house belongs to Tao Hai's parents, and the property rights have not changed. However, his parents have been dead for many years, and there is only one heir, Tao Hai." Xiao Guyan said concisely, "The house is very clean, and there has been no mortgage or guarantee. procedures."

In other words, there is no problem for Tao Hai to inherit and dispose of the house.

Then why did Tao Hai never move the house?

You can't miss your parents, right?

Director Mao mentioned that Tao Hai had a normal relationship with his parents. His wife and children were separated because of gambling, and his parents did not like him.

I had a headache, so I thanked Xiaogu and hung up the phone.

When I got off work, the thin man patted me on the shoulder nonsensically and nodded solemnly to me, while the fat man lined up to pat me on the shoulder. I dodged Guo Yujie's iron palm and said, dumbfounded, "Do you still want to say 'the wind is rustling and the water is cold'?"

The thin man said, "Don't say such unlucky words. Brother Qi, you have to be good!"

"Brother Qi, your own safety is the most important thing. To put it bluntly, we are not the people's police. We are willing to help others and act bravely when we see justice. However, sacrificing ourselves for others is a bit too much." Fatty said seriously.

Guo Yujie said in a serious tone, "You must be fine."

Chen Xiaoqiu didn't say anything, and still looked as cool and calm as before, which made me feel more relaxed.

"Okay, stop making trouble." I waved my hand.

When I fell asleep that night, I was still a little nervous and took a little longer than usual to fall asleep.

In the dream, I was sitting in the cell, looking at the female prisoner lying in the cell opposite, and I felt indescribably sad. My small actions in the detention center still failed to stop the evil spirit from torturing this young woman.

The woman turned over, as if she was fast asleep and unconscious. Her back was turned to me at the moment, and her body was graceful. Even the ugly prisoner's yellow vest could not reduce her beauty. Her body remained motionless, and her head slowly turned toward the ceiling. Her neck did not stop twisting and she continued to turn her head towards me, as if someone was using her head as a bottle cap and was turning it hard. The woman's face showed a peaceful expression of someone sleeping soundly, without any awareness.

I was nailed to a fixed position just like the previous times, and I couldn't even feel my own body.

The woman's neck made a "clicking" sound, and the muscles in her neck were twisted into twists. Under this situation, the peaceful sleeping look on her face became extremely weird and terrifying. The speed of her turning head slowed down, but no matter how slow it was, she was still moving, and eventually it would turn completely to her back.

I could only watch as her head turned to her back, her closed eyes suddenly opened, her red lips opened, and she let out a horrifying scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Amidst the seemingly endless screams, the woman's head was spinning crazily on her neck like clockwork, and her extremely frightened expression turned into an afterimage, grotesque and ferocious.

I was so frightened that I forgot to fight in my dream.

The scream slowly subsided, and the speed of the head rotation also slowed down. When it finally stopped, the woman was face down, buried in the pillow, with her long hair spread out and hanging down on both sides of her head. Blood seeped out from under his neck and hair, staining the sheets and quilt red, dripping down.

"Perfect!"

The evil ghost's voice sounded, full of appreciation and joy.

At this moment, I was so blessed that I remembered yesterday’s dream.

The evil spirit was very dissatisfied with the deceased yesterday. He cursed angrily and even stood up in anger and walked in the corridor of the police station. During that time, my perspective remained unchanged. I thought my dream was based on evil spirits, but when I thought about it carefully, there were no evil spirits at all in the subsequent content of the dream.

This dream and the evil ghost's "stage" did not completely overlap. At least he and I were independent.

When I think about it, the power that imprisoned me seems to have disappeared.

The dream began to repeat.

The female prisoner lay down on the bed, turned over on her side, and began to turn her head.

I no longer focused all my attention on the woman, but felt the change in the air around me. The moment the dream repeated itself for the second time, I could feel something leaving. The evil spirit must have left. He had already seen the performance he wanted to see, so before the woman's performance was completely over, he abandoned her and went to find the next target. Without the ghost's dream, the air became thicker, and the woman's movements felt more blocked than the first time.

"Okay, it's over." I made a voice in my dream.

The woman turned her head halfway and stopped, opened her eyes, and turned to look at me in confusion, "Aren't you going to take pictures?"

My heart seemed to have been hit, and I replied in a hoarse voice: "No more filming. You have finished the performance."

The woman sat up and asked anxiously, "How was my performance?"

"The performance was very good, very... perfect." I answered with difficulty.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly, "That's great."

Her figure gradually disappeared, and I woke up from my dream. When I looked at the time, I saw that I had only slept for half an hour, which was completely different from the previous dream of dawn.

I liberated the dead in advance this time, but what about the evil ghost? How do I deal with him?

The next day at work, I told everyone what I had discovered, which was good news. Chen Xiaoqiu also brought us good news.

"The silk scarf was returned to the relatives of the deceased on the same day. The situation at the police station was the same as the first case. Lan Lan helped me find out something. There used to be a director in the entertainment industry. When filming, props were not used. They are not specially made or purchased by the team, but are borrowed. The props in all his works are rented. If they can be borrowed from individuals, they will never be borrowed from film and television companies. They will be returned as soon as they are used up." Chen Xiaoqiu rarely revealed With a smile, he continued confidently, "This director passed away three years ago. Before his death, he was directing a criminal investigation TV series. The filming progress stopped at a scene where the victim was strangled to death with a rope, and he was killed. The cause of death was still Broken neck.”

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