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At this time, the small room no longer gave him a sense of security, but only a sense of suffocation of being oppressed.

He scanned the cold room suspiciously.

He was afraid that he would be killed by the murderer, and the only means of protection seemed to be to call the police.

He was in a trance all the way, even if he fell down, he didn't feel pain. He didn't want to pick up that delicate box, but he couldn't give it up.

Finally he reached his destination.

He was taken to inquire about the situation, and the so-called physical evidence was also taken for verification.

He honestly told what he witnessed that day.

The woman struggled frantically, and the bloody hand touched the transparent glass, but it still couldn't withstand the murderer's strength, leaving only five long bloodstains on five fingers.

"Did you see what the murderer looked like?" the recorder asked.

"Not sure." Zheng Jie tried to recall, "I only know that he is wearing a hat and has a slender figure. He seems to be a good-looking person."

He paused, and said strangely, "He's smiling, very happy."

Everyone in the room was carefully observing Zheng Jie's expression. It was obviously a very strange answer. At first glance, it seemed to be perfunctory or lying.

Another moment to focus on here in the room.

"Expert Pei, do you think what that man said is true?" The man in police uniform asked the man sitting beside him.

The person called "Expert Pei" is not old, he is very young, and he can even be said to be a perfect person in the eyes of others: "He did not lie."

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Zheng Jie didn't get the protection he wanted, but was told to go home and wait for news.

He couldn't believe it, and felt betrayed again.

"Zheng Jie."

He was inexplicably amazed when his name was called out in a voice that read every word very nicely.

"Zheng Jie, do you remember me?"

He looked at the speaker.

The visitor slowly approached him step by step, and there was a sense of alienation around his slender figure.

Looking upward, he finally stopped moving.

"Zheng Jie."

In front of his eyes were slender fingers sliding past his eyes.

"Pei Qusu." He was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect to be able to stare at a man in a daze, never before.

"Go out for a chat?" Pei Qusu's lips curled up in an elegant arc.

"Okay." Zheng Jie was still very happy to see his high school friend, but then he was taken aback, didn't he stay at the police station?

The two found a restaurant.

Pei Qusun explained to him why he appeared in the police station: "I do a clerical job inside."

Zheng Jie nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but talked about some childhood regrets: "You said you want to study abroad, why didn't you give me any news, just disappeared like that, it's really not enough brother."

"Didn't I send you an email later?" Pei Qusu said helplessly.

"That can't be done, it makes me angry." He pretended to be dissatisfied.

Although they have been separated for six years, there is not much estrangement between the two.

Pei Qusu's attitude was just right and natural and friendly, which made Zheng Jie easily let go of his guard.

The two talked and laughed at Yanyan as if they hadn't seen friends for many years.

"In that case, you can stay with me for the time being." Pei Qusuo understood Zheng Jie's worries and relieved him.

"But..." Zheng Jie was a little moved, but afraid of hurting him, he hesitated for a while.

"It's okay, don't forget what I do." Pei Qushu interrupted him, "I still learned some self-defense methods in school."

"... Then I'll trouble you." He poked at the food on the plate.

Pei Qusu stared fixedly at the suddenly distracted person, the corners of his lips curled up extremely shallowly.

Zheng Jie was sent to his home by this high school friend. He just looked at him subconsciously, but he couldn't help but be amazed at his wealth. He is no longer a high school student who didn't know anything in high school. It is easy to see that there is a huge gap in status between him and Pei Qusu.

Pei Qusu introduced the structure of the room to him, and when he was about to chat, he left because of a phone call.

The bored Zheng Jie didn't dare to stay too much in the empty living room. The feeling of panic was taken care of by Pei Qusu's departure, and he would rather retreat into a small room.

After taking a shower, he hurried back to the bedroom that Pei Qusu had prepared for him.

In order to divert his attention, he turned on the computer and connected to the Internet.

But because of curiosity, he searched for the news of the location where he witnessed the murder scene.

Due to the blockade, I didn't disclose much about the situation, but I probably know that someone died inside, and the death was terrible.

Unknowingly, it was eight o'clock in the evening, the sky outside was already dark, and Pei Qusu hadn't returned yet.

Zheng Jie kept reminding himself not to think wildly, but he couldn't stop recalling.

At the right time, a short message notification sounded.

The computer standing in front of him suddenly changed the screen and played a video.

He looked at the video in astonishment, which was his rented house.

In the cramped room, a naked woman was restrained and stood upright.

The familiar pure face was covered with tears, and the clear eyes were full of despair.

Déjà vu emotions.

Zheng Jie seemed to have personally witnessed the death that happened that day.

In the video, a slender figure appeared. The wide hood blocked his peeping sight, and the half-covered mask only revealed his delicate eyes.

Those eyes gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The mysterious man took out a huge brush and slowly scrubbed it on the beautiful carcass. The snow-white skin rotted and blackened in an instant.

Zheng Jie grabbed the clothes on his chest, fear and anger overwhelmed his heart.

The woman who was scrubbed was so painful that tears flowed down but she couldn't speak, her lips were parted wide, exposing the bloody mouth inside, and only one tongue was missing.

It's disgusting... Zheng Jie couldn't stop retching.

Staring at the video intently, his eyes wobbled a little, and he inadvertently noticed an extra shadow.

It was a tall figure, standing behind him, I don't know when.

When he was really frightened, he couldn't cry out.

The extra black shadow raised his hand and covered his shadow.

"No..." He had the courage to say only this one word.

The silent video on the computer was still playing, and his frightened and distorted face was printed on the computer screen.

A slender finger appeared in his sight.

"Scared, don't read it."

Pei Qusu turned off the computer with a very calm tone.

As if he was on a roller coaster, he gasped for breath and couldn't speak for a while.