I lay on the bed and had a dream. In the dream, I stood between the endless graves and faced a newly built new grave. The tombstone on the grave was inlaid with photos of Zhang Xianyan. I bowed deeply to Zhang Xianyan's tombstone and put my carnations in front of the grave. However, at this moment, the face of the photo on the tombstone suddenly twisted, and blood flowed out along Zhang Xianyan's nostrils, eyes, mouth, and ears. He cracked his mouth and smiled at me. I was so scared that I tripped back and fell on the ground. Then a pair of blood-red high heels were worn on my feet, and I couldn't take it off no matter how I took it off...

"Gugu, Gugu, Gugugu..."

The phone on top of my head suddenly rang. I woke up from the nightmare. The layers of cold sweat on my forehead were too late to wipe it away. I saw the phone with the words "Silver Call" displayed on it and pressed it quickly.

A familiar voice sounded from my phone: "Are you discharged from the hospital? How about it, are you getting better?"

"Well, I'm fine, where are you now?"

"What's wrong with Hangzhou?"

"Nothing, I'll ask."

"I just returned to Hangzhou. Liancheng has told me about your affairs, so be careful."

The miracle was that Yinzi didn't scold me, and his abnormal attitude made me unable to help but feel cold on my back.

"Ziyi, you'll come back early when you're done. There's something wrong with Hangzhou again."

"What's wrong?" I seemed to have missed something good.

"Zhang Fei, male, a senior student at the University of Science and Technology, 23 years old, from Hunan. On the second day you left, I went to the abandoned instrument room of the laboratory building alone and never came out. Later, his friend 6 Mingzhe found that he died in the instrument room. He was also removed from his limbs, but he was much worse than Zhang Xianying, and even his facial features were pulled down with brute force."

I took a breath of air conditioning and a face without facial features immediately appeared in front of me. It seems that I had heard of the name Zhang Fei somewhere.

The second day I left Hangzhou was August 16, 2o15. In other words, it has been seven days since Zhang Fei died. This time there was a corpse, which was a similar method of committing the crime. Liancheng should have obtained a lot of clues from the corpse.

"Ziyi, when will you come back? This case has been handed over to you for ten days, so you have to hurry up."

"I'll go back tomorrow. Just be calm. Besides, you're not the one who handed me this trouble, can you blame me?"

"Gentleman Yi, if you don't come back tomorrow, why would I write your 'merits' in your work summary this month? Anyway, this month is not a few days away from the last day."

"Don't, silver, do you think I want to stay in Nanjing?"

"That's your ignorance!"

"Okay, okay, I'm ignorant, am I ignorant?" You are the smartest in this world.

"I won't tell you anymore, be careful, I won't go to Nanjing to collect your body."

"I know, I know, boss, please be busy and won't bother you."

The first murder case of Hangzhou University of Science and Technology was in the experimental building's instrument room seven years ago. The second murder case was one month ago. The location was still in the experimental building's instrument room seven days ago. The location was still in the experimental building's instrument room. The crime was done in the same way, and Zhang Xianyan removed his hands in different places, and Zhang Fei also removed his facial features.

The progress of the case will not be made public and is absolutely confidential. However, Hangzhou University of Science and Technology is a prestigious university, and the most basic materials will definitely spread widely on the Internet.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time. I'm going to go back to Hangzhou tomorrow. There is another case there. We suspect that the case and Zhang Xianying were a serial murder case."

The newspaper was taken back by Mr. Zhang, and he nodded regretfully: "Okay, don't make things difficult for Officer Jun."

The food table was made by the "home page" alone, and the taste was very good. In the past, when I was alone at home, I seldom had fast food or instant noodles. I rarely ate such exquisite and careful food. Only occasionally, when the elder brother came to my house, I could eat the elder brother's specialty dishes. Yinzi and Liancheng were two young masters who didn't know how to cook these at all. Liancheng never came when no one was cooking at my house. When Yinzi came, he just accompanied me to eat instant noodles. Otherwise, he would invite me to a restaurant to eat. Anyway, I wouldn't order fast food when he was there, so who told him to eat it.

The meal was not as good as I thought, because the woman "Homepage" kept holding vegetables at my bowl, and then Zhang's mother kept nagging about what homepage is good, and she told me not to miss such a good woman, which made me almost unable to help but spit out "You like you and marry her".

I thought it would be the best meal, but it turned out to be worse than eating instant noodles with Yinzi, the shameless man.

After dinner, I immediately went out with my bag. I would be unable to help strangling her to death after staying with that "homepage". I just didn't like her. She was a bar lady, and she was so good at pretending whether she was at the bar or at the Zhang family.

The night has swept the entire Nanjing city, but the night in Nanjing is not dark, it is as bright as Hangzhou city.

Zhang Xianying's grave is in the Cangmu Cemetery in the suburbs. There are no street lights in the suburbs. The driver who brought me was timid and refused to go in when he sent me to the entrance of the cemetery. There was no way I could only use the lighting function of my mobile phone to travel through the cemetery in the dark.

The cemetery was very quiet, and it seemed that I knew that there would be someone coming. The sound of insects at night disappeared without a trace. There was nothing in the dark, only vague stones. Each stone standing in the dark was a tombstone of the dead, and I wanted to find Zhang Xianyan's tomb among these hundreds of tombs.

The cold wind at night blew my sweaty and my ears were soaked because of fear. I felt exhausted when I breathed. If I hadn't had such a sensitive idea, but tonight was not normal. I was thinking about what I was about to do, and my heart became more and more uneasy. But what I had to do was still to do.

I was nervously looking for Zhang Xianying's tombstone in the dark night. Every step forward deeper made me feel colder behind me. The sound of my shoes stepping on the stone slabs on the ground was extremely harsh, and every stroke hit my heart. My breathing became rapid, as if there was not enough air.

Tonight, there was no moonlight, no wind, nothing. The only sound was made by me. Everything in the cemetery was dead, only I was alive. Looking at the street market in the distance of the cemetery, it was very lively. The cemetery and the street market were like two worlds, one yang and one yin, and I was in the yin realm.
Chapter completed!