My monsters are going to heaven

Lu Yiming was dreaming again.

Li Feiyun.

This is the second time I dreamed of Li Feiyun.

He remembered very clearly that in the last dream he didn't know who he was, but from Li Feiyun's perspective, he saw his dead wife and son, as well as the murderer's blurred face.After waking up, the palpitations still linger in my heart, as if I experienced it myself.

When he went to the archives to check the files, he also checked the case 11 years ago, and it turned out to be true.

Although I found it incredible, I didn't think too much about it. After all, it had nothing to do with me, and I left it behind in a blink of an eye.

This second dream was not completely different from the last one.

This time, Lu Yiming clearly knew that he was Lu Yiming. He entered the dream scene as a bystander, but he couldn't move. He could only look at everything in front of him helplessly with a limited perspective.

There was chaos in his mind, his thinking seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and he became extremely dull, making it difficult to even think.

Abandoned factory buildings, the sound of rain gurgling outside, the smell of mud and rainwater permeates the air.

Two men confront each other with guns, and a weak woman holds a crying child.

Like watching a movie in a movie theater, Lu Yiming saw the murderer kill Li Feiyun's wife and children.

Afterwards, Li Feiyun's bullet slowly passed one foot in front of Lu Yiming and shot at the murderer.

Lu Yiming had never seen such a slow bullet, flying in the air like a black moth with difficulty.

Perhaps it was because of the dream that the scene in front of him became so absurd and bizarre.

The killer grinned and easily dodged the bullet.He shot backhand, and the person on the opposite side fell in a pool of blood in a blink of an eye.

As if the water became clear after the impurities had settled, his blurred face gradually became clear with the laughter.

A square and sharp face, with a scar on the right forehead.The scar moved with his laughing movements, like a living centipede.

This face looks familiar.

Lu Yiming thought in a daze, but he was too dull to find the name of this person in his mind.

It wasn't until the sound of "ang" exploded in his ears that he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

Lu Yiming sat up, sweating profusely, his chest was heavy as if being pressed by a boulder, and he was a little out of breath.

The scene in the dream just now is still vivid in my eyes.

As soon as his mind cleared up, he immediately remembered why the murderer looked familiar - because the murderer had exactly the same face as Li Feiyun, and even the position of the scar was exactly the same.

So, it was Li Feiyun who killed Li Feiyun in the dream?

What the hell?

Wen Yuan hung the briefcase around his neck, ready to go to work, and signaled Lu Yiming to go to the police station with him.

"Inspector, it's still early." Lu Yiming looked sleepily at the bright sky outside the window, trying to buy a moment to get back to sleep.

Wen Yuan leaned over and snorted.

It seems that there is no way to continue to sleep without going to work.

I had to wash up hastily, and followed Wen Yuan out.

Lu Yiming looked at Wen Yuan's strong waist while shuffling, and thought with regret: It's a pity that he can't ride even though he has a good means of transportation.

Why do I always dream about Li Feiyun?

While eating breakfast, Lu Yiming couldn't help biting his chopsticks and thinking about this question.

Last time I dreamed about the old case from 11 years ago, this time it was even more powerful, the dream was so real, as if I was really there to witness it with my own eyes.

Lu Yiming's major in university is psychology, but he also has to admit that he is very good at it. At that time, he ate, drank and had fun all day long, and didn't pay attention to his studies at all. It was a miracle that he graduated.

When he went to study in the UK, he majored in English. A European classmate in his class gave him a German version of "The Interpretation of Dreams", but his level was superficial, and he knew nothing about German and couldn't understand it.

With his superficial knowledge of psychology, he only knows an old saying about dreams that he can understand without studying psychology, that is: Thinking by day, dreaming at night.

Could it be that, facing Li Feiyun's poker face all day long, he was under too much pressure?

The two Chen Jinzhi spent the night together in peace.

However, Li Feiyun didn't figure it out, so he planned to visit Jinling Town with a few of his confidants.

Jinling Town is located in the easternmost part of Qingquan County.

It is said to be the oldest town in Qingquan County.

Even the oldest old man in the town couldn't tell when Jinling Town was built.

"Jinling Local Chronicles" itself also has deficiencies, so the time when the town was built has become a mystery.

There is a curve of green water at the west entrance of the town, separating the county and the town, and an arched Hongqiao crosses the two banks.

After crossing the bridge and entering the town, you can see the quaint and exquisite blue bricks and ink tiles connected together to form a series of alleys and hutongs.

From time to time, there are peach branches carrying fresh green leaves over the low wall, adding some bright colors to the monotonous tile color.

Between the bricks and stones of the road against the wall, there is also new greenery emerging, full of vitality.

The whole town is filled with the fresh and sweet breath of spring that has just been revived.

Walking in such a town, Li Feiyun couldn't help feeling light and joyful, and even sang a popular ditty.

It's not that Lu Yiming and Wen Yuan want to dislike it, but it's so ugly that you can't tell what the tone is.

Even the aunt on the side of the road couldn't help but cover her ears and cast a disgusted look.

Only Li Feiyun didn't realize it, and was content.

In order to keep his ears clean, Lu Yiming took the initiative to speak: "Deputy Director, this scar on your face...is handsome! Is it from the previous capture?"

Li Feiyun touched the scar on his forehead, as if recalling the glorious past, "Yes, at that time the Qing Dynasty was still there, and I was a servant in the Yamen, and I left this mark by fighting with gangsters."

Then he forgot about singing in a blink of an eye, and began to reminisce about the past triumphantly, describing the cases solved in the past 11 years like a few treasures, and it was vivid.

Lu Yiming listened to it for the first time, but he listened with gusto.

Wen Yuan and other subordinates just turned their faces away secretly: Hey, here we come again!It's better to sing a song.

I visited several old neighbors of the Chen Mansion, but did not get any new clues.

But I heard that Chen's house seems to be haunted these days.

There were a few daring little thieves who wanted to climb over the wall and enter the Chen Mansion to search for some good things, but they were scared to death by the ghosts inside.

Li Feiyun never believed in ghosts and gods, so he just wanted to laugh.

But then he thought of Wang Xiulian, and thought of this female corpse that shocked his firm atheism, and he couldn't help being a little shaken.

This world is really unpredictable.

Suddenly, he saw Wen Yuan's little donkey rushing into the crowd, biting the skirt of a man's shirt and holding on.

The man was wearing a common white coat and black trousers, and he seemed no different from ordinary people.But when he broke away from the donkey, the skillful back-cracking of his wrist and the conditioned reflex of bending his knees, he is definitely a trainer.

Li Feiyun couldn't help feeling suspicious, and led someone to restrain the man.

After a body search, a Type [-] Mauser was found.

This thing is not something ordinary people will use.

"Who are you?" Li Feiyun asked after playing with the Mauser for a while.

The man just bowed his head and said nothing, with a look of indifference on his face.

"Boss, when we first entered the town, he seemed to follow us." Inspector Liu said in a low voice.He thought it was just a passer-by who didn't pay much attention to it, but now it seems...it's not that simple.

They went out in casual clothes, and they didn't want to attract attention, so they secretly grabbed the man's wrists and wanted to take him back to the office for interrogation.

As soon as he turned around, a girl with red lips and white teeth appeared out of nowhere and stood in the way. She was dressed like a peasant girl, but she stretched out her hand gracefully and gracefully, and said with a smile: "Sirs, my brother is being rude. Ladies and gentlemen, there is no malice. My young master would like to invite everyone upstairs to have a drink, so as to make amends and thank you for your sin. I wonder if a few gentlemen will reward you?"

This light must be rewarded.

If you don't reward, how do you know what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

A group of people were ushered into a hidden box on the second floor of the Zuixian Building not far away, opened the door, and the cups and dishes inside were already prepared.

On the main seat, there was a person sipping tea leisurely.

Seeing the visitor, a smile like a spring breeze appeared on his handsome face, he stood up, and gracefully performed a seat ceremony: "Thanks to all distinguished guests, I am Chen Jinzhi."

The author has something to say: Changed the name!Also changed the cover!Because the original name has been complained about too many times, every time a search can find a lot of duplicate names, so helpless~!

How about a new name~~