Sorry, it's a different price to be a stand-in

The wind whistling outside the window was loud and frightening.

The old house is not as good as a large villa with central air-conditioning all the year round. The floor heating has not been turned on for many years, so it is a bit shady. Lin Zhinan is wrapped in a blanket and sinks deep into the sofa, carefully studying the documents in front of him.

Lu Yunqi lay on his lap and took a nap in a comfortable position.

The doorbell rang, Lin Zhinan walked to the door, looked out through the cat's eye, found Fang Sui'an, and opened the door.

What happened at that party made Lin Zhinan feel bad for Fang Sui'an and Qin Nian, and he was willing to let them into his house only because they were Lu Yunqi's friends.

When Lu Yunqi was not present, Lin Zhinan was expressionless.

"It's so cold outside." Fang Sui'an rubbed his hands and took off the scarf from his neck.

Sweeping the scarf in front of him, Lin Zhinan smelled a familiar smell, he realized something, and suddenly looked up at Fang Suian.

Fang Sui'an was taken aback by his vigilant eyes like a beast, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Don't be so hostile to me, I'm a good person."

Lin Zhinan wanted to smell the smell just now again, but this behavior must look like a pervert in the eyes of others, Lin Zhinan dismissed the idea just now, and looked away.

Fang Sui'an didn't know why, so he patted the coat that was hung up, and followed Lin Zhinan into the living room.

Lu Yunqi sat on the sofa with a messy chicken nest head on his head, yawned, and saw Fang Sui'an walk in, rubbed his eyes, and said in an indistinct voice, "You came too early..."

Lin Zhinan looked at Lu Yunqi, "Do you have arrangements?"

Lu Yunqi has more and more ideas of his own, and at some point, he stopped telling Lin Zhinan what he was going to do.

The feeling of alienation made Lin Zhinan's heart swell, and he told himself that it was inevitable, but he would still care when he saw Lu Yunqi contacting other people and approaching them.

"We made an appointment to play games together," Fang Sui'an took out the newly bought game disc from his bag, "together?"

Lin Zhinan wouldn't make fun of himself, so he shook his head, "I'll work in the bedroom."

With that said, he picked up his laptop and files and walked into the bedroom, closed the door, the sky outside the window was overcast, and the room was very dark.

Another email was received in the mailbox, but the sending IP could not be found, and the content was still a photo of Lin Ning's injury.

The person hiding in the dark knew Lin Zhinan's weakness, he was determined to drive Lin Zhinan crazy.

But that person probably didn't know that people have desensitization reactions, and after seeing these bloody photos too much, they got used to it.

The red light from the screen reflected Lin Zhinan's face pink, and he looked very healthy, not like a terminally ill person at all.

After reading today's photos with a sullen face, Lin Zhinan marked the date and pulled it into a folder, then continued to work with a normal expression.

In the middle of writing the work report, Lin Zhinan had sharp tinnitus in his brain. He pressed his temples, but did not get any relief.

He thought about taking a break after writing this paragraph.

However, the words on the screen gradually became double images. Lin Zhinan closed his eyes forcefully, and then opened them again, which relieved a little.

Lin Zhinan decided to go to bed and take a nap for a few minutes, and wait for his body to feel better before working.

He took a step towards the bed, and something suddenly flowed down from his nasal cavity, like a rushing spring, dripping down.

Lin Zhinan subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up, lowering his eyes, the red in his palm gathered into a pool.

Nosebleed.

Lin Zhinan stood there in a daze, blood continued to flow out, and the blood dripping down from his fingers dripped onto the computer, making a muffled "click, click, click" sound.

The computer is what the guy eats.

Lin Zhinan's brain became a mess, he groped for the bathroom in the bedroom by instinct, and when he turned on the faucet, he was still thinking about whether the computer would break down.

The sound of the game victory came from outside the door, followed by Lu Yunqi and Fang Suian laughing happily.

They are so happy.

Lin Zhinan thought in a daze that the door was not locked.

Will Lu Yunqi come in?Seeing myself in such a mess.

As it turned out, the illusion was just an illusion—the bgm of the next level sounded outside the door soon.

The sound of rushing water can't cover up the cheerful music.

Lin Zhinan took a deep breath, his chest was filled with stale air that smelled like rust.

His eyes were a little dry. When he used running water to stop the bleeding, he wiped his eyes by the way, and his whole face was wet, although no one was looking.

The blood seemed to flow more and more, dizziness hit him, Lin Zhinan gritted his teeth and supported the washstand so that his legs did not fall down.

I don't know how long it took, the uncomfortable feeling slowly faded from his body, Lin Zhinan indifferently looked at the blood on the pajamas and the mess of a murder scene in the washbasin, raised his hand and took out a bottle from the cabinet in the bathroom Strong laundry detergent and a bag of starch.

He cleaned the sink with starch, wiped the seams and corners carefully, then took a basin of cold water, soaked the blood-stained clothes in it, and finally poured in laundry detergent, soaked them for a while, and finally washed them Throw it all in the washing machine.

He moves skillfully and looks natural, as if he is doing something that can no longer be ordinary.

After doing all this, Lin Zhinan took a hot bath and felt himself alive.

Walking out of the bathroom, the laptop has entered a sleep state, and the dark red blood is so gorgeous that it makes people sick.

Lin Zhinan sighed, took out a wet towel and wiped off the blood.

The previous calm was restored in the room, as if the bloody scene just now was just an illusion.

Lin Zhinan sat weakly on the edge of the bed, looking out the window.

His eyes fell on the police car parked at the gate of the community, and his eyelids jumped suddenly.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded in the game bgm, Lu Yunqi paused his fingers controlling the gamepad, and subconsciously exchanged a glance with Fang Sui'an.

Fang Sui'an nodded clearly, "Go and open the door."

Lu Yunqi pressed the pause button, got up, looked at Maoyan and opened the door.

The visitor waved the ID in front of Lu Yunqi, "Hello, the police are handling the case."

Lu Yunqi was stunned for a moment, and silently stepped aside to open the entrance.

A group of people in uniform came in, and the last one was Officer Li who came to look for Lu Yunqi a few days ago.

"Meet Mr. Lu again." Officer Li smiled, his eagle eyes swept across Lu Yunqi's face, and then looked in the direction of the bedroom, "Is Mr. Lin in?"

Lu Yunqi opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw what was in the evidence bag in Police Officer Li's hand, the words stuck in his throat.

"...he's in the bedroom."

Officer Li finally smiled sincerely, and patted Lu Yunqi on the shoulder, "Mr. Lu, you are a smart person."

Lu Yunqi curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and led him to the door of the bedroom.

The door is not locked, it opens with a twist.

Opening the door, Lin Zhinan was standing at the door, his face was pale, his lips were so dry, his whole body was haggard, like the dying trees downstairs.

Focusing on the person in front of him, Lin Zhinan came back to his senses, and his body swayed.

His gaze flicked over the person in front of him and landed on the screen in the living room.

The big "game over" is white and dazzling, Lin Zhinan thinks it must be because he just took a shower and didn't dry his hair, or there is some air leakage in the old house, otherwise why it would be so cold.

Lu Yunqi's eyes darkened, he tried to pull Lin Zhinan's finger, but was thrown away.

Lin Zhinan stretched out his wrist obediently, without saying a word.

Officer Li liked the obedient suspect so much that he took out the handcuffs.

"...The suspect, Lin Zhinan, was temporarily arrested on suspicion of murdering Lu Yunqi and Lin Ning. Please come with us."

Officer Li was used to seeing prisoners who would not yield to their crimes, so he was a little surprised to see that Lin Zhinan didn't make any excuses.

He looked up at Lin Zhinan who was unusually quiet, "Is there anything Mr. Lin wants to ask?"

Lin Zhinan lowered his eyes and shook his head slowly.

"Xiao Xu..." Lu Yunqi called softly.

Lin Zhinan did not respond.

"About the evidence," Officer Li took out the shabby miniature wiretap in the evidence bag, and handed it to Lin Zhinan, "Mr. Lin, please provide what the wiretap recorded."

Lin Zhinan's eyes fell on the small bug, and his eyes slowly tightened.

His reaction clearly indicated that he had recognized the bug, and Officer Li had the confidence to lock the handcuffs with a "click".

"It's on my computer." Lin Zhinan's voice was hoarse, with no emotion at all.

"Okay," Officer Li ordered a few people to go in to search for evidence, then turned to Lu Yunqi, "Mr. Lu, thank you for your cooperation."

Lu Yunqi shook his head, "It's a little effort."

Lin Zhinan was escorted by two policemen and stood beside the two of them, listening to their conversation clearly.

He was a little absent-minded, and his eyes fell on the lines of the floor tiles. He felt that he shouldn't be looking at the floor tiles now, but he really didn't know where to put his gaze.

He finally knew where the strangeness and alienation these days came from.

It turned out that Lu Yunqi had already planned every step.

What about amnesia?Is it also fake?

Lin Zhinan shivered from the cold.

He didn't dare to think about it any further, but the thoughts in his brain rushed towards the worst direction uncontrollably.

He reached a dead end, and the light in his eyes completely disappeared.