Spectator

Night, dark.Like a pool of thick ink that hasn't melted away, there is no starlight at all.

This spring rain lasted for several days, and in the end it even turned into a violent storm. The rain poured down from the sky overwhelmingly, and slapped the windows fiercely.

In the quiet night with the sound of rain, a shrill scream suddenly came from a luxuriously decorated house, breaking the silence of the night.

A sharp gunshot sounded suddenly, with bursts of coolness and murderous intent, short and fast, only for a split second, and then buried in the sound of rain.

In the darkness, the window inside the house was slowly pushed open by a hand.The hand on the window rail was white and slender, and no one would associate such a beautiful hand with the hand that pulled the trigger coldly and was stained with sinful blood.

Fresh air poured into the room, diluting the strong smell of blood in the room.The rain outside the window rushed in, and soon condensed into a pool of water stains on the ground, mixed with gurgling blood, converging into a faint stream of blood and spreading around.

This direct and brief assassination was thus diluted by the rain.

Early the next morning, Luo Zhitong was on his way to work at the newspaper office, and easily felt that the atmosphere in the city today was obviously different from usual.

Everywhere in the city is heavily guarded, full of seriousness and tension, and people can't help but feel depressed.

Soldiers with guns slung across the streets were patrolling back and forth, lined up in two rows with uniform steps, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as ten steps, one post, five steps and one sentry.

As long as you see a suspicious person, no matter what the reason is, you will be directly arrested and returned to the police station, and you will not even be given a chance to speak. So far, there have been 80 to [-] arrests, if not hundreds.

It was on such a tense street that she saw Shen Ershao frowning.

Shen Yu commanded his subordinates in front of the cordon with a serious face. When he saw Luo Zhitong, he was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly and said in a low voice: "Why are you here? It's a mess right now, don't run around, Hurry up and go home."

"What happened?"

Shen Yu looked at both sides, and when he was sure that no one was paying attention to him, he tapped the house with his chin, and said in a low voice: "The deputy commander of the Nanjing Military Region came to Shanghai to visit relatives, but he was shot and killed in his room last night. When he was discovered this morning, his entire body was swollen with rainwater."

Luo Zhitong's eyes widened in surprise, and she murmured: "Someone dares to attack the deputy commander of the dignified military region..." Then she asked with concern: "Has the prisoner been caught?"

Shen Yu shook his head with quite a headache, "This house is heavily guarded and guarded all around, and the only passage is the main entrance. I asked the person on duty last night, not to mention the murderer, and I didn't even see a single person. This is a big deal It was quite big, and the higher-ups were furious when they found out, and ordered my old man to solve the case as soon as possible, no, my dad threw this hard work to me."

Shen Yu's eyelids twitched, and his face was gloomy, "I always have a hunch that this matter has something to do with the case two months ago."

Luo Zhitong asked curiously, "Two months ago?"

"Two months ago, a military officer in our city took his mistress to a hotel for the night, but was found dead in the hotel the next morning. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest. According to the test, it was cut by a knife Piercing through the heart, fatal with one knife, and turning back and forth with the knife after the death. The mistress disappeared after the incident, as if disappeared out of thin air. The case has not been solved yet, but it is better now, another one - Ah, by the way, are you free now?"

Luo Zhitong looked up at Shen Yu, and saw him take out a few medicine packets from his military uniform pocket, "If you're not busy now, help me take this to the troupe, I'm afraid I'm going to It's gone."

Luo Zhitong blinked, knowingly asked: "Hey, who is sick?"

"Qing Yi. Early this morning, the head of the theater troupe sent someone over to say that he had a little fever yesterday due to the rain. I'm afraid he caught a cold. Why don't I ask someone to prescribe some medicine for him immediately?" When he sings, his voice won't be a problem."

"I can't tell, Second Young Master Shen, do you really spoil people with confidence?"

Shen Yu showed complacency, without hiding it at all, and said with a smile: "That's not true."

Luo Zhitong took the medicine bag, "Success! I will definitely bring the things for Second Young Master Shen."

"How about I can chat with you, enough friends!" Shen Yu patted her on the shoulder, and said: "Hey, and when you pass by those small stalls, buy some dessert belts by the way." In the past, he was afraid of suffering. If he drank the medicine and didn't order anything sweet, his face would be ignorant for three days."

"..." Luo Zhitong glanced at him strangely, and sighed in his heart, it's over, it's over, Shen Er, you are afraid that you will fall into someone else's hands for the rest of your life. In front of the actor, can't you be a little tougher?

Shen Yu didn't notice Luo Zhitong's slightly contemptuous eyes at all, and said to himself: "Also, if you can block the news on your newspaper, block it as much as possible, and let them write less. It’s not good to spread the word at the right time.”

"Ah."

"That's not the point, the point is that you must remember to bring the things to me, and watch him drink the medicine before you go—"

Luo Zhitong immediately turned around and walked away angrily, Shen Er, I look down on you!