Special Social Situation Administration

Lu Yu frowned slightly: "Suicide?"

"No, homicide is more likely." Yan Ting turned over the file spread in front of him, pushed it to Lu Yu, pointed to the scars on the victim's body and explained to him softly, "Generally speaking, homicide is more likely than suicide. Generally speaking, there are many and heavy injuries, while suicide victims have fewer injuries and shallower wounds, and it is generally impossible to have multiple fatal injuries. However, multiple fatal injuries can be clearly seen on the victim's body, and the distribution of scars is irregular. The directions are not consistent, the limbs can be seen to resist injuries, and some injuries occurred in places that cannot be formed by themselves. And according to the circumstances of her report, the cause of accidental death can be ruled out, so it can basically be concluded that it is a homicide."

"...Indeed." Lu Yu lowered his head to confirm, and then he affirmed Yan Ting's point of view. He could actually see these things himself, but just now he was thinking about it, and he didn't read the file in a fit of anger, and didn't grasp the basic situation.

Ye Xiangdi judged the situation and leaned over to ask Lu Yu: "Boss, how are you doing? Are you taking over the case?"

"Take it here first," Lu Yu closed the file and handed it to him. "The annual meeting is almost over, and there is nothing important recently. Check it first. If it is not under our jurisdiction, return it to Captain Qin."

"Okay." Ye Xiangdi took the file, saluted the old and new leaders with a particularly flamboyant salute, then patted his ass and left, not planning to stay for a minute - he also had to go to Mingwei to do something A series of handover procedures, but there is no time to stay here to eat dog food.

After Ye Xiangdi left, Lu Yu cleared his throat: "Then what, the banquet is not over yet, why don't you go?"

Yan Ting was looking at the materials that Ye Xiangdi didn't take away. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and took a deep look at Lu Yu: "I will be where you are." Then he looked away and said very calmly, " Baby, don't bother to push me and test me all the time, no matter where I am, what I do, whether I'm by your side or not, I belong to you and your private property."

Lu Yu closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "I heard that I have a bad temper when I'm with you."

"Is there?" Yan Ting was a little surprised, "I don't think so."

"Yes." Lu Yu himself was very sure, but Yan Ting spread his hands, as if he didn't quite agree with his lover's conclusion.

Lu Yu wiped his face, his obsidian-like eyes showed a crystal clear texture under the sun, he looked straight at the innocent Yan Ting: "...Yan Ting, I think this is true. Can't blame me entirely."

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Yan Ting suddenly smiled. It was a smile with a little helplessness, a little indulgence, and a lot of love, and it drove all over Luyu's heart cliff in an instant. Spring flowers, Lu Yu belatedly remembered, that is called elation.

Then, he heard someone laughing and saying, "It's my fault too, I spoiled it all."

Lu Yu felt his face was on fire, and it happened that the phone vibrated suddenly, so he turned his face away logically and stopped looking at Yan Ting.

It was a message from an unfamiliar number. Lu Yu clicked on it and found that the message came from Xia Xinyue, who hadn't been in contact since the breakup: "Brother Lu, I'm Xia Xinyue, do you remember me? You gave me a message before." A business card."

Lu Yu lowered his head and typed on the message: "Of course I remember, you are the future team member I really want to win but I failed to return."

Xia Xinyue: "Haha, that's really my honor."

Lu Yu: "What? Are you going to report for duty?"

Xia Xinyue: "Where is it~ I haven't graduated yet!"

Lu Yu: "That's it?"

Xia Xinyue: "There is one thing that I want to take the liberty of asking you for help."

Lu Yu: "What's the matter?"

Lu Yu waited for a while, until Xia Xinyue sent a long message: "Today, I met a young lady on the subway to the train station, and there was a very... weird thing on the subway staring at her. I reminded her at the time, don't let that thing realize that she can see, but I was actually quite scared, so I didn't dare to say more. Now I'm sitting on the train, and the more I think about it, the more I regret it. Did I Should I help her again? Or leave a contact information or something... But I didn't do anything."

"What kind of person is she?"

"In my twenties, with long hair, about 1.6 meters tall, very thin, wearing a white floral skirt and a yellow knitted jacket, in the subway on South Street."

"Then did you see clearly what was staring at her?"

"I don't know... I just saw it wriggling on the glass of the car window..."

"Xinyue, besides that, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Have……"

"It seems to be able to change the possessed object at will in the same mirror."

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In fact, human beings' acceptance and tolerance of ghosts are not directly proportional. Many people can accept the existence of ghosts in terms of cognition, but this does not mean that they can remain calm after seeing ghosts.

Just like Su Rong, the scene she saw in the subway will be her lingering nightmare for a long time.She will even cast shadows on the subway in a short period of time, and will reject many objects that can reflect images, such as smooth tiles, or mirrors...

What is more terrifying than seeing ghosts is that seeing ghosts will fundamentally destroy the sense of security and safety zone that humans have spent decades or even decades to build. Once they see ghosts, people will start to involuntarily doubt and guard The appearance of ghosts, I am especially afraid that they will suddenly appear in a corner of the house...

Even if Su Luo left the subway station and arrived at the company several kilometers away from the incident, she was integrated into the environment she was very familiar with, surrounded by colleagues she had been with day and night...she would still inevitably have the feeling of being spied on, That icy gaze, like gangrene attached to the bone, can't get rid of it no matter what.

She kept telling herself: This must be an illusion!

But she still has to look back at all the places where images can be reflected from time to time, until she confirms that there is only her own shadow on it, and she can breathe a little bit of relief.

Xiao Zhou from the same office laughed at her when she saw this: "Sister Bao, why do you look like you have seen a ghost?"

Su Po felt suffocated, and thought to herself: I just saw a ghost!But she always remembered what the girl said to her before getting off the car, and she didn't dare to show the slightest thing about seeing a ghost.

She lived like this until she got off work, and it wasn't until she walked out of the office building with her bag in her hand and watched the sun set, dyeing the clouds in the sky a bright orange red, that she suddenly realized that things didn't seem to be getting better— — Losing the company of these former colleagues who she could even say was boring, the uneasiness of being spied on suddenly intensified, and this uneasiness reached its peak when she returned to the rental house where she lived alone.

For a whole night, she stayed in the bedroom, with the light comedy played on the tablet turned up to the maximum, but she was still on pins and needles, even though she kept telling herself that she had left the subway and got rid of that strange man, but the feeling of being watched The feeling is still remnant in her cognition and perception system, and she refuses to let her go easily.

Theoretically, she agrees that this feeling is remembered by her because it is too deep, and it is repeatedly felt from time to time because she cares too much. In the final analysis, it is just that she is scaring herself.But in fact, she couldn't help herself not to be afraid.

Several times, the sight behind her was so obvious that it was hard to ignore, but when she turned her head, all she saw was her own image.

A terrifying thought gradually emerged in her mind—could it be her own shadow staring at her?

This thought made her hairs stand on end in an instant, even if she was sitting on the soft bed, she couldn't resist the cold from the top of her head to the bottom of her heart in an instant.She lay down in a panic, her whole back was pressed tightly against the soft mattress, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

But ever since that terrifying thought appeared in her mind, her sense of security was completely destroyed.

She leaned against the wall tightly, trying to find a sense of security from the solid wall, but the cold wall always reminded her of that cold sight... So she turned to face the wall, but she always felt that there was something standing beside the bed. behind her...

Throughout the night, she hardly fell asleep for a minute.It wasn't until the sky was getting bright and the alarm clock rang at six o'clock on time that she seemed to be alive again, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Six o'clock, this number has the meaning of symbolizing dawn for many literary works.When the first ray of morning light breaks through the sky and dawn comes, all the boundless darkness will recede with the night.This meaning gave hope to countless people struggling in the dark night, including Su Rong.

The drowsiness that had lasted the whole night swept over her, drowning her in an instant.She strained her eyelids to send a leave message to the company's personnel, and then fell asleep.

I fell asleep until noon.

When she lazily got up from the bed, most of the fear of last night had receded. She rubbed her eyes, pulled off her crumpled clothes, and went into the bathroom.

After she washes her face and puts on a mask, she will be a hero again.

In front of the sink, she lazily rubbed the foam on her face. The more foam she rubbed, she gradually squinted her eyes. She simply closed them, ready to wash off the cleanser on her face with water.

But when she was holding water to her face with her eyes closed, her heart suddenly thumped. She thought to herself: When I couldn't see, did I in the mirror do the same movements as me?

She was squinted by the foam and couldn't move, but this sudden thought made her a little restless, and she quickly picked up clear water to wipe her eyes.

Once you have that kind of thought in your heart, it's like having a pimple. If you don't take a look and confirm it yourself, you won't be able to get over it.

After barely being able to open her eyes, she raised her head unexpectedly and looked into the mirror——

The self in the mirror looked astonished, as if she had been taken aback by her.

"Ah!!!" There was a sudden scream in the bathroom, and when Su Luo remembered the girl's advice, the self in the mirror suddenly tilted his head and raised a smiling face.