The Underworld Detective

I looked at a piece of bruising and redness on me, and it seemed that I could still feel the pain of the metal whip beating on me, even though it was all an illusion, but my brain believed it was true, so my body reacted.

I said, "These eyes are horrible, compared to Li Wenjia. ”

“How did you get hit?” Song Xingsheng asked.

I'm in a mess in my head, my heart is beating, my fingertips are shaking, and I try to think, "This killer knows my eyes can see in the dark. ”

“What?!” Everyone was surprised.

The killer stood there deliberately, letting me see his eyes. A year ago, I beat Li Wenjia, by virtue of the night vision of the eye of a hole. But it never occurred to me that this time, the murderer actually did the opposite, and used it to get me caught.

After all, the killer was a little rushed and interrupted by Huang Xiaotao. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm dead or crazy.

Huang Xiaotao asked: “Can he see you? ”

I shook my head: “I don't think I can see it... No, I remember, there was something on his other eye, it was a night vision, and he was targeting me intentionally. ”

“Is that Li Wenjia? ”

“I don't know! ”

I tried to think about each other's height, but my brain ached like a crack, and I chewed my teeth and shook my head: "Sorry, my head is like paste right now. ”

At this time, a phone call was made to Huang Xiaotao's phone, and I heard Sun Bingxin's voice. "Sister Xiaotao, the body of the woman was not found in the lab of the medical university! ”

At the same time, Huang Xiaotao asked, “Are you sure? ”

“I looked everywhere, nothing!” Sun Bingxin replied.

“When she arrived, who was in charge of the acceptance and left a written record?” Huang Xiaotao continued.

“Yes, I'll bring a copy back. How's it going over there?” Sun Bingxin said.

“It's hard to say. Go back to the station first!” Huang Xiaotao sighed.

Huang Xiaotao intends to draw a portion of the funds from the task force to compensate for the damage caused by our departure, leaving the uncle with a contact information.

Implications, like viruses, had invaded my brain, and all the way back to the scene, a deep sense of powerlessness and despair waving in my mind, looking at the scene of a quick retreat outside, I even wanted to push the car door and jump to suicide.

That strong desire to be free tempted me, like drugs, the thought scared me, my palms were sweating cold, my mind was almost unable to stop the death instinct, I slowly put my hands on the car door...

One hand slapped suddenly on my shoulder, Song Xingsheng said: "Young master, fasten your seat belt! ”

“Okay!” I laughed reluctantly, turning out he was watching my movements in the back seat, which moved me a little.

Huang Xiaotao said to me worried, “Song Yang, are you okay? ”

“Nothing!” I shook my head.

“Do you want to see a psychiatrist? I don't doubt you have a problem. Be prepared! ”

As soon as I heard the four words‘ psychiatrist ', I had a strong resistance. I wanted to growl at Huang Xiaotao and say not to treat me as a patient, but I still held on. I didn't want to be seen as abnormal under this bone node. I said: “I'm really fine, Song Xingsheng knocked me out, it's like restarting my brain, it's just that my hands are a little heavy, and my head is still buzzing. ”

“Oh!” Huang Xiaotao smiled. “I'm fine. ”

Back at 11: 00 p.m., we exchanged information with each other. Sun Bingxin freaked out when he heard that I had been recruited. I repeatedly stressed that I was fine.

Sun Bingxin did not find Li Wenjia's body at the Medical University. The autopsy lab counts the body every week. A recent record shows that the body was still here last week, and she assumes it was stolen.

The Dynasty of Aid inserted a sentence: "Is it possible that she is not dead at all? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “It's useless for us to just sit here and speculate. It's too late today to go to the psychiatric hospital in the morning. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked me if I wanted to spend the night at her house. I could tell that she was afraid that something would happen while I was alone. Though I understand her heart, my heart is still immersed in extreme depression and negative emotions, and I refuse to get sympathy from anyone.

I walked back to my place alone. Wang Dali had fallen asleep. I lay in bed. When I closed my eyes, those horrible memories surged like tide!

I forced myself to want nothing, but it didn't work, and I scratched the sheets painfully, and eventually climbed up and circled around the house like a fly without a head. All of a sudden, Wang Dali bought a canned beer in the fridge and opened it to drink. I was half drunk after just one can of alcohol.

The anesthesia of alcohol did not help me. After drunk, the dam of reason became more fragile. My heart was filled with unwavering pain and despair, and I felt that everything in the world was dead, and there was no point in living. Finally, I ran into the kitchen to pick up a quick knife and point it at my wrist...

At this point, one hand grabbed my hand and shook the knife down. I raised my head, opposite Song Xingsheng's fourth eye. Turns out he came back quietly with me.

“What?” With alcohol, I roared raw: “Leave me alone. ”

“I'm sorry, young master! ”

Song Xingshen suddenly pointed his finger heavily at my ribs, possibly on some kind of cave. I couldn't pull myself out of the pain immediately, my tears came down, and my head instantly woke up.

“Don't be dominated by those things, trust your will.” Song Xingxing warned.

“You haven't been through this before. How can you say that!” I growled.

“Don't be a slave to negative emotions, your will is strong. ”

“Get out of here! ”

I actually started the eyes of the Pluto against Song Xingxing. He seemed to have been punched backwards one step, quickly avoided his sight, and blocked in front of him with his arm. I noticed his body trembling slightly.

“Conquer fear!” Song Xingsheng said word for word.

I'm holding my fist tight. How am I going to beat it? Suddenly I thought of Zhang Jiulin's last teaching me the Book of Ethics, and closed my eyes and started reading: “Daoko, very Daoko. Famous, very famous. The beginning of unnamed heavens and earth...”

The contents of the "Moral Scripture" itself are not important, it is important to recite it, the sun in the body circulating back and forth in the five dirty six hearts, constantly impacting Dantian, calming me down.

I thought about it, my heart settled down, my fear gradually dissipated, my mind was restored, I took a few deep breaths and said: “Thank you, Song Xingsheng. ”

Song Xingshen smiled lightly.

I told him to go home early to rest, but Song Xingsheng shook his head straight: “No, I'm here to watch over you! ”