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"The doors and windows are intact, and there are no signs of fighting. It seems that an acquaintance committed the crime."

"Yes, the tea in this cup is the top-grade Biluochun tea, while the victim's own cup is made with very ordinary tea. It seems that the murderer is still a distinguished guest."

"Maybe it's his boss? Deputy Cheng, what do you think?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Cheng Zesheng. After half a minute, he was staring at the large blood splattered on the wall, his eyes were blank and did not converge into one point.Xiang Yang tugged at his sleeve: "Deputy Captain Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Cheng Zesheng came back to his senses, turned his head and saw familiar faces, and this strange room. Why is he here?

"What's wrong with you? You're absent-minded." Le Zhengkai pushed his shoulder, "We know it's not good to call you in the middle of a date, but there's nothing we can do about it. Let's be considerate of emergencies."

"...Who am I dating?"

"Just your childhood sweetheart, Xie Wenxi."

Cheng Zesheng subconsciously denied it, it was impossible, at most he was dragged to work as a coolie, calling it a "date" was too far fetched.He walked carefully to the wall to prevent the dripping blood from stepping on the ground. He measured the length of the spattered blood with his fingers. His eyes were filled with bright and thick blood, but what exploded in his head was the sound of gunshots.

"boom!"

The two vaguely entangled figures gradually became still, and blood spread from under their bodies, paving a blood-red carpet, which was rushing towards Cheng Zesheng's feet with teeth and claws.

Cheng Zesheng took a step back subconsciously, and was reminded: "Hey! Deputy Cheng, be careful! There is a cabinet behind."

Cheng Zesheng was in a trance, and realized that this was the scene just now, and there were no entangled figures anywhere.Are you too tired recently?Even going out to handle cases can have hallucinations.

All the evidence collected at the scene was completed, the body was dragged back to the police station, and the police team called it a day and left.Le Zhengkai took off the blood-stained gloves and threw them into the trash bag, and asked, "What's the matter with you today, you look absent-minded."

"It's nothing, maybe I've been too tired lately." Cheng Zesheng pinched his brows, "My mind is a mess, and I always feel like I haven't woken up."

Le Zhengkai hooked his shoulder: "That's right, you haven't taken your annual leave for a long time, why don't you just make an application with Lao Huang and go on a trip to relax."

Cheng Zesheng let him pull him down, Lao Yan is lying in the hospital, who will investigate the case when he is on vacation?

Sitting in the car, Cheng Zesheng closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about what happened before he went to the scene.He was dragged by Xie Wenxi to go shopping in the morning, and then he received a call from the bureau to show up at the scene to handle a burglary and homicide case.

These memories are obviously stored in his mind, but for some reason Cheng Zesheng always has a strange feeling, as if it has been a long time, he can't even remember what clothes Xie Wenxi is wearing in the morning.

Including at the scene, the moment when he came back to his senses, as if he had a long and distant dream, he was suddenly awakened, and he couldn't tell where he was, and couldn't tell the dream from reality.

In the intermittent memory fragments, there is always a hazy figure, the whole body is covered in black mist, and the face cannot be seen clearly, but from the slender figure, it looks like a man.He always felt that this person was very familiar to him, and the name seemed to be spinning in his mouth, ready to come out.

Who is he?

Back home, Ding Xiang had already prepared a sumptuous meal. After Cheng Zesheng entered the door, he first burned incense sticks for his brother, and then washed his hands and ate.Cheng's father was still unsmiling, and Cheng Zesheng was used to it, eating his own food as if he couldn't see his father's face.

"You and Lao Huang applied to move to the dormitory?" Father Cheng asked.

Cheng Zesheng replied without changing his face: "Well, I have already handed it over."

Ding Xiang was full of sadness: "Zesheng, why are you moving out? Zhenqing is gone, and only me and your father are left at home..."

"Cough! Cough!" Cheng's father coughed hard twice, staring at Cheng Zesheng, "His wings are stiff and he wants to go out to live by himself, so let him go!"

Not only was Cheng Zesheng not angry, but he even smiled back: "Thank you, Dad."

At night, Cheng Zesheng had a beautiful and weird dream.

He dreamed that in an old dilapidated house, he saw himself lying on the ground with a bullet hole in his chest, bloody and bloody, and another person was kneeling beside him. Holding his hand against the side of his face, he whispered softly.

"sorry."

Why are you sorry?Did you kill me?Cheng Zesheng was puzzled and curious. He glanced at his body, but he was not much moved.It was not the first time he dreamed of his own death. Due to the danger of his occupation, he was already prepared to sacrifice in his heart. At this moment, he clearly understood that it was in a dream, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

The man left covered in blood, Cheng Zesheng followed him, went down the mountain with him, went to a university, and met another man who looked familiar.Cheng Zesheng carefully recalled who this person was, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered that it was the owner of Avenoir Bar, Lian Jingyuan.

The man was talking to Lian Jingyuan, what they were talking about were meteors and supernovae, Cheng Zesheng listened to the general idea, the man went home with Lian Jingyuan, and he followed behind, watching him go out again after changing a suit of clothes.

The little girl in the florist stopped the man and he asked, "Any champagne roses?"

The girl shook her head, the man left, went to an Internet cafe, and then went back to the mountain.

Cheng Zesheng watched the man tidy up the scene, and finally knelt beside him and held his hand.

"wait for me."

"I will definitely find a way to save you."

Cheng Zesheng walked over and squatted beside his dead body, trying to see his face clearly.

The man's face was still covered with a layer of black mist, but crystal clear tears overflowed and dripped down his cheeks.

Cheng Zesheng stretched out his hand, and the teardrop fell on his palm, which was scorching and stinging, and it melted together with his heart.

why are you so sad

Cheng Zesheng opened his eyes, sat up with a tired face, his temples were swollen and painful, and his nerves were throbbing painfully.

It was already bright outside the window, and it was rare that he didn't have to work overtime on Sunday. He was still running around in his dream, more tired than going out to work.

He couldn't remember the specific details of the dream, but the real feeling of the tear falling on the palm of his hand was hard to erase. It was full of sadness and helplessness, and the accumulation of countless heartaches could have such hot energy.

He doesn't know who the man is, he can't even see his face.

Feeling an inexplicable emptiness in his heart, Cheng Zesheng clenched and opened his hands, always feeling that he had lost something very important.

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The burglary and homicide case is under investigation. Although Cheng Zesheng arranges tasks and visits and investigates as usual, he is not in the state visible to the naked eye.

For example, he would often wander off, staring at something in a daze, frowning and frowning, and misrecording evidence and testimony, making frequent mistakes. This has never happened in Cheng Zesheng's case handling career.When I asked him, he said he was fine, but the colleagues who got along with him day and night knew that it was impossible for Vice Captain Cheng to be fine in this state.

"You really don't need to rest?"

During the lunch break, Le Zhengkai handed him a can of iced cola: "Look how ugly your face is, don't break your body."

Cheng Zesheng shook his head. It was true that he didn't sleep well. He dreamed of that man almost every night, followed him around, and even dreamed of his dead brother.

In the dream, the relationship between the man and his elder brother was very strange. They said they were friends, but they didn't feel close.But they can talk about everything, sitting in a dark basement and changing glasses.Cheng Zesheng didn't understand what they were talking about. Rather than saying he didn't understand it, it's better to say that what he heard was incomplete, as if he could only vaguely hear some irrelevant content through a layer of water mist, lacking key parts, before and after. The plot can't be connected either.

For this reason, Cheng Zesheng would often think of the dreams he had during the day. That man almost became his heart knot. next sunrise.

The time in the dream is not in sync with the reality. He always feels that many days have passed, but when he wakes up, only a few hours have passed.

But after so long and so many days, he still didn't know the man's name, and couldn't see his face clearly.

Calculated in this way, Cheng Zesheng's day and night are almost divided into two worlds. The long nights he spent in dreams caused him to forget some cases and contents in reality because too much time passed during the day.He could not get a good rest at night and had to concentrate on work during the day. In just a few days, Cheng Zesheng already felt that his mental state was not good, and sometimes he even had some auditory hallucinations during the day.

"You wait for me, you have to wait for me."

Cheng Zesheng didn't understand what to wait for, and he didn't understand the reason for waiting.

Le Zhengkai supported Cheng Zesheng's shoulder: "I told Bureau Huang yesterday that he should arrange for you to rest for a few days. Don't you want to move?"

Cheng Zesheng rubbed his temples: "Ah, I forgot about it, I haven't asked Lao Huang to get the key yet."

Sure enough, Huang Zhanwei came to him in the afternoon and gave him three days off, just in time to move, so he could rest for a while.Cheng Zesheng himself felt that his condition was not good, and staying at work might reduce his efficiency. It was rare that he didn't stubbornly resist, but agreed.

Cheng Zesheng moved into Future Domain 403, the last house in this aisle. Standing in front of the door, looking at the cold white wall, he always felt that the vacant area here was too large.Why leave an apartment empty when there is still room for it?Don't the public like to waste nothing and make the best use of it?

Cheng Zesheng didn't think much about it. After moving, his body was almost emptied. He lay on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.

This time, he did not dream of that man again, but dreamed of a piece of piano music, which kept reverberating in his ears, playing it repeatedly, and his ears were almost calloused. That piece of piano music was like a spell, which made him mind buzzing.

Cheng Zesheng woke up, picked up his phone to check the time, it was twelve o'clock at night.

After he got up, his mind was dizzy, and he seemed to be able to vaguely hear the sound of the piano.Feeling irritable, he lowered his head and shook his head twice, trying to drive away the annoying music, but it kept playing, distant, misty and ethereal and lonely.

wrong.Cheng Zesheng stood up and listened carefully, as if he really heard the piano sound.

He carefully identified the direction of the sound source, turned around slowly, and realized that it was coming from the wall behind him.

Cheng Zesheng walked over, with his ears pressed against the wall, he could faintly hear the piano sound continuously ringing, like an alarm clock, which would not stop unless someone pressed it.

But the opposite is an empty wall, and there are no neighbors next to him.

Cheng Zesheng walked out of the apartment again, stood in front of the wall, reached out and touched it lightly.

Suddenly, the wall trembled extremely slightly, as if some external force hit it.Cheng Zesheng looked left and right, he was the only one in the entire corridor, it was impossible for anyone to make this phenomenon happen on this wall.

He Wei bit his lip and slammed his fist against the wall again, his whole body was shrouded in a sense of defeat and powerlessness.

Cheng Zesheng.

He Wei closed his eyes and whispered in his heart.

Cheng Zesheng slowly withdrew his hand, stared at the white wall for a few seconds, and finally returned to the room.

The hallucinations are getting worse.