love you hell

Under the harassment of the strange "I'm looking at you", Xiaofu was always a little trembling, and she didn't dare to go offline to stay alone in the dormitory, so she had to chat with Xiaolu until her roommate came back, and she was relieved. Let it go, quickly log off and shut down.

Because she was a little nervous, her roommates also noticed that something was wrong, and under their urging, Xiaofu finally talked about the completely unexplainable problem just now.

Regarding this strange id, the roommates also have different opinions.

"The software was always convulsive, maybe it's just a sound card. Didn't it mean that the person left soon after re-entering the channel." This is what the generous dormitory manager with a ponytail said with a smile.

Although the girls felt that the head of their dormitory was quite nervous, but for the purpose of comforting or self-comfort, they all talked to Xiaofu with the head of the dormitory.

Seeing that Xiaofu's expression became a little more natural, but there are too many people, it is easy for individual characters to appear.

I only heard a roommate showing a flash of inspiration: "Ah, so there seems to be a lot of rumors about this software recently?"

The uneasiness that had been suppressed with difficulty surged up again, and all kinds of curiosity that seemed to be tickled appeared together.

There was silence in the dormitory for a few seconds. The head of the dormitory looked at Xiaofu's face. Seeing that her face was pale, he couldn't help but look at the roommate who raised the topic. He sighed helplessly and exaggeratedly spread his hands: "Okay Alright, alright, I understand what you mean, although I don’t believe in these things, but first listen to what it is? Maybe I can find the reason.”

Someone started, and Xiaofu didn't object, so several girls in the dormitory sat down one after another and looked at the roommate.

The roommates also seemed to have discovered something interesting, closed the door and drew the curtains, sat in a row and began to tell "story".

"Actually, I just heard about it by accident. Didn't I have a fellow from X College? I heard about it when I went to eat with her that time." She thought for a while, and probably organized her words, "It seems like a few In a boy’s dormitory, there was someone who hung on YY to play games at night, and said that after finishing the dungeon, some good brothers still didn’t want to sleep and were chatting, and then one of his netizens suddenly asked.”

As she spoke, her tone became light and erratic, and she suddenly stopped here, her eyes opened wide.

The girls were trembling when they heard this, when they saw her suddenly open her eyes and stop her mouth, their hairs immediately stood on end, each of them held their breath with their eyes wide open, feeling that there was something cool behind them.

"...What's the matter?" The head of the dormitory was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look around, but there was nothing, but his roommates turned pale with fright, and asked a question after hesitation.

"What did you ask?" The girl rubbed her face and smiled.

"Cut~" Two girls couldn't help but hit the girl one by one, "Just say what you say, why are you scaring me!"

"Isn't it because you are too nervous?" The girl rubbed her arm that was hit, and muttered a word of surrender, "Okay, I will continue, and the netizen over there asked, 'Aren't you in the dormitory? How do I hear it? It's a girl's voice.'"

Mingming had just laughed a bit, but as soon as the words came out, the girls looked at each other, not knowing whether they should speak out or not.

It is one thing to be startled by the atmosphere deliberately created by the roommate just now. After listening to what happened, it is actually much inferior to some ghost stories or ghost movies. The first reaction of people is-this should not be true. right?

"Don't all of you have this expression. I had heard it before, but I heard that the boy was sick. When I heard this, his two roommates said it when they were helping him pack meals." The girl He waved his hand, and briefly said the following message, "At that time, the boy was in the dormitory, with only a few roommates, of course he was joking and scolding the other side. Who knows, after a few minutes, the person on the other side sent A recording came over, and it was said that there was a strange voice, as if a girl was saying something to kill, and there were strange slaps and muffled sounds, just in the background of the boy talking."

Speaking of this, the roommate looked around everyone: "It's weird, right? At that time, my fellow villager asked if it was YY convulsions, and then the two boys over there said that it is said that both of them had returned to YY again at that time. Come on, the voice is still there."

After a while of silence, the head of the dormitory stood up and waved his hand: "It's almost time to turn off the lights, and the ghost story is over, everyone should do whatever you want, go to bed early and have class in the first or second quarter tomorrow morning~"

Everyone didn't complain like usual. The dormitory head, who would hold the laptop until the battery ran out, stood up and sorted out the things before going to bed as she said.

Rarely, the entire dormitory was lying on the bed before the lights were turned off, wrapped in blankets and sleeping obediently.

Oh yes, except for the head of the dormitory who is an atheist, after looking at everyone in surprise, he happily went to play with his notebook in his hands.

And some things that were circulated among the students just as stories, of course, did not reach Zheng Jing's ears.

She was having a headache from yet another new piece of news she had received.

It turned out that about 25 days before Ning Yi died, there was another victim, because the area where the discovery was located was far away from here, and the location was in the suburbs, and the area in charge of the investigation at that time did not enter the case into the system file in detail , so it was reported in a hurry until the third case in sequence appeared.

The dead in the three cases were all young women who lived alone, and their mouths and noses were sealed with duct tape. There were no obvious traces at the scene that could serve as clues, and the intervals between the occurrences of the three cases were 25 days and eight days respectively.

"Boss, the interval between criminals committing crimes is rapidly shortening. I'm worried that the next victim will appear within five days." Jia Xiaojia knew that Zheng Jing was having a headache, but she still told the truth.

"Go and call the traffic camera records at the intersections near the three crime locations to see if there are the same cars or people in and out." Zheng Jing rubbed her forehead. She hadn't slept for a while, "The commonality of the three dead Haven't the results of the investigation yet?"

Jia Xiaojia showed a perplexed look: "In terms of background, work, and usual places of entry and exit, the three deceased are very different."

Zheng Jing nodded: "Let's go find the video first." After sending Xiao Jia away, Zheng Jing picked up her mobile phone to find Xia Qing, hesitated but didn't make a call.

She hasn't rested for the past two days, nor has she seen Xia Qing.Xia Qing seemed to have made up her mind not to contact her until she "thought it out".

Of course Zheng Jing can succumb and promise that she will never do this kind of thing again, but she is also very clear that she still has not given up wanting to use this special ability to directly face the victim and find out information about the criminal.

The next victim could well be on the way, and she must race against the clock.

"Boss, why don't you take a break first. Looking at these materials and the scene all day long, your brain is too tense to find clues." It was Jia Xiaojia who was talking. He had just finished the phone call and saw Zheng Jing frowning fiercely. I couldn't help coming over to suggest, "It's also good to go out and find someone to talk to."

What Jia Xiaojia was alluding to was actually Xia Qing, but they didn't know that Zheng Jing had just finished arguing with Xia Qing and it was still not healed.

But Zheng Jing was hesitant, and quickly stood up and nodded: "I'll go out for a walk, and I'll be back soon. If you find anything, contact me immediately."

"Yes!"

After leaving the police force, Zheng Jing went home and found her mother.

As soon as Mama Zheng heard that Zheng Jing came back, she immediately took out the stewed soup at noon and warmed it up, and filled a bowl full for Zheng Jingsheng: "Quiet, mom is thinking about when to find Xiaoqing to come to accompany mom, and mom also wants to take this The method of stewing the soup told her that it doesn’t matter if she usually cooks and cooks, but if she can have such a warm bowl of soup at home anytime, she will feel better no matter how tired she is.”

My daughter hurts herself, and Zheng's mother is also old. Occasionally looking at the empty house, she will think about whether Zheng Jing will live with others in the future and whether she can be taken good care of.Obviously, when there was no Xiaqing before, Zheng Jing also handled cases from time to time and did not go home, but now the feeling is different.

The mother is not the only one in the daughter's life.

The topic suddenly hit Xia Qing, Zheng Jing was taken aback, and then answered vaguely while drinking the soup: "Mom has been drinking this soup since I was a child, and I have never tasted better than this."

"That's right." Zheng's mother said with a smile, "Your father also liked to drink this soup, especially every time he was busy with a case, he said that a bowl of soup would keep him refreshed for a long time."

dad?Zheng Jing was stunned for a moment, finished the soup, and asked casually: "Mom, Dad was also so old that he had to deal with cases outside. Did you quarrel with Dad?"

Zheng's mother glanced at her daughter, and was not in a hurry to answer. She reached out and put the bowl and spoon on the side of the dining table temporarily, and then looked at Zheng Jing with a smile: "Quiet, tell mom, did you quarrel with Xiaoqing?" ?”

"..." Zheng Jing's expression seemed to say: Am I acting so obvious?

Of course, Mama Zheng knew her daughter well, she looked at a framed group photo in the living room, and said slowly: "I disagreed with you when you said you wanted to be a policeman, but I know you are just like your father. I have a stubborn temper, so I had to let you go." She seemed to be remembering the past, "Really, whether the two fathers and daughters are so similar, neither of them can worry about it."

Zheng Jing's father was seriously injured while handling the case, and passed away within two years after retiring, leaving Zheng's mother to live with the young Zheng Jing.

Seeing that her mother's sadness was mentioned, Zheng Jing was a little uneasy: "Mom, don't worry, I will pay attention not to fight too hard."

"You are lying, who will believe it." Zheng's mother gave her daughter a blank look and waved her hand, "Anyway, now that you are in charge, tell me, did you do something dangerous and you were punished by Xiaoqing? "

"Eh..." Zheng Jing was a little embarrassed, but Xia Qing was upset because of a similar situation. She couldn't tell her mother more specific content, so she had to agree, "Yes."

"Quiet, back then, mom was just so angry that your dad carried your luggage and took you back to your mother's house for a few days. How about you, you were kicked out by Xiaoqing?" Zheng's mother continued Yes, looking at his daughter with a funny face.

"Mom—" Zheng Jing couldn't do it in embarrassment, feeling that this time it was really embarrassing.

"Haha." Zheng's mother laughed a few times, and then patted the back of Zheng Jing's hand, "Xiaoqing's personality is relatively reserved, and I didn't know how much she was distracted by you. But now, Mom is relieved. "

Looking at her mother's argument, Zheng Jing suddenly felt that her mother could not wish to see herself being ordered by Xia Qing to kneel on the washboard.

"Don't laugh at you anymore, let's have time to coax Xiaoqing. You should admit your mistakes. You are the one who was wrong. Safety...is always the most worrying thing for relatives." Zheng's mother paused, smiling She suggested, "If Xiaoqing is still angry, ask her friends or relatives to say something nice for you."