Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 132: Midnight Nightmare

I bowed my head for a moment and said to Xiao Liang: "Whether or not you think it is, this doll must have been weird since it appeared in so many murder scenes! Has it been taken away by the police as evidence? ”

“Yes! Even a needle from the scene of the murder will be taken with us.” Xiao Liang nodded with great certainty: “Currently in the evidence room. ”

“Can I see it?” I'm curious to ask: "This kind of thing only makes me wonder if it's useless, or if I need to see something in order to know if it's insidious. ”

Xiao Liang was a little embarrassed: “I can find a way to take you to the evidence room, but I can't bring that doll out. After all, this case is well known. I don't know how many eyes to stare at, a little bit of wind and grass can cause me trouble! ”

I understand, but I still have some contempt for Xiao Liang, and I think he's far less of a man than he looks, and more of a pussy. That's why Yin Xinyue chose me. That's true wisdom. I was relieved and finally found myself in a bright spot, and the sense of crisis was obviously less intense.

Xiao Liang certainly couldn't have guessed what I was thinking and even persuaded me: “Don't worry, I will never mention your career to anyone and promise not to get you into this mess. ”

If you don't want me to get mixed up, you shouldn't have come to me at first.

But I was too lazy to argue with him and nodded randomly: "Well, you arrange this as soon as possible, and it shouldn't take too long. ”

After all that had to be said, Xiao Liang said goodbye and left. I shut the door when I sent him out of the store.

In order for me to solve the case as soon as possible, Xiao Liang did not take the file bag away, but left it to me to continue my research. I quietly looked over the file, and I really didn't find any doubts other than that weird wooden doll.

Now I can only wait for Xiao Liang's news. I hope he can arrange for me to see the doll as soon as possible...

In the evening, Li Mazi ran out of my door and cried out for her mother to rub her dinner. I completely ignored her.

I had a weird dream that night after I fell asleep, and I saw a wifey with a ricket in her dreams, and I was bowing my head and shaking something. She was wearing a cloth from the '80s that was broken and old and patched in many places.

My wife's hair was snowy and thin, and she turned her back on me all the time, making me very uneasy.

I dared step by step to turn slowly in front of her and discover what she was carving with a piece of wood. The wife's technique was quick, and the wood was slowly molded, which was definitely a wooden doll that had appeared at the scene of the murder.

Who's this wife? What does she have to do with dolls?

My wife's hand suddenly stopped and seemed to know that I existed. She raised her head to my gaze. That face was terribly skinny, like a human skin wrapped around the outside of a skull. Her eyes were hollow, like two dead wells with no end in sight, and blood gushed out of them and dripped onto the semi-finished doll in her hand, instantly dyeing red.

I shouted and sat out of bed, and I realized that all that was just a dream. I looked at the time and found that it was exactly midnight, and I was shocked to wipe the sweat off my forehead, and I thought the dream was very unclear.

Is this case as simple as I thought it would be? Did I get myself in trouble again?

With such questions, I hardly slept all night.

Early the next morning, a strange number entered my phone. It was Xiao Liang who found out after connecting. His tone was very panicky.

: “The doll is gone! ”

“Gone?” I haven't slept all night. I have a terrible headache, and I have to ask, “How come it's gone? ”

“Evaporated.” Xiao Liang's tone was a little disturbing: “I dare say that when the evidence was collected at the scene of the murder, the doll was indeed brought back to the police station as evidence, and then I saw it once by chance, but this morning I came to the evidence room and found that the doll had evaporated, leaving only a bag of evidence containing the doll. I called surveillance and found that at 12: 00 last night, the entire police station stopped running like some kind of interference. It didn't go back to normal until about five minutes later. Could someone have stolen the doll at this time? ”

Steal it?

Stealing from a heavily guarded police station? Who's so bold.

Xiao Liang obviously thought of this too, and he hastily added: “I mean... is there a mole in the police station? How else would outsiders know where the surveillance is? ”

And of course, there is another possibility that this time the insidious force is so powerful that it can interfere with everything around you.

I comforted Xiao Liang and hung up. Looking back at this series of things, I suddenly reacted. Last night the doll was lost at 12: 00 at midnight, just when my nightmare woke up. Is this also a coincidence?

I think this time things are a little tricky, obviously a little tricky on my own. After some consideration, I called Li Mazi. Li Mazi was just ignoring his anger for two days. After picking up the phone, he was politely talking about how I was unconscious and how I was able to open the bridge across the river...

I had to cough a few times as if: “I have a cold, I am not feeling well all over me, I haven't been up in bed for a few days, my body just called you to say peace, you actually said that to me, it hurts me so much. ”

As soon as Li Mazi listened, he quickly cared: "Brother, are you cold? Aren't you always in good shape? How can you be suddenly ill? You must have responded to that old saying. You walk by the river all the time. There are no shoes! ”

What does that have to do with sickness?

However, at this time, I will not go to get Li Mazi's speech sickness, but cough two words: “I have a terrible headache, come and see me, buy me two crab yellow buns, a bowl of abalone porridge on the way, if there is a roasted goose also buy me one, I also want to eat sauce pork hooves and sugar and vinegar ribs...”

Li Mazi's mouth smoked: “Brother, are you sure you're ill? ”

“Just because I need to make up for it, come on!” When I was done, I decided to hang up the phone.

In the end, I underestimated Li Mazi's ability to pick up the door. I ordered the same dish and didn't buy it. He brought the two bastards with him when I turned him down the other day: “If you want to say this makes up for your body, nothing is better than it...”

The two bastards probably knew their time was coming, and they looked particularly depressed at me.