“What is it?”

"The theater's prop rope."

It was like a thunder, falling over our heads.

I asked Chen Xiaoqiu, “Where is the scarf of the second case?”

Chen Xiaoqiu was pulling his mobile phone, "I asked my uncle."Chen's uncle should be busy, Chen Xiaoqiu had to leave a text message to him.

“What do you think that weapon means?”The fat man asked, “The police case has no murder weapon?”

“If the hand is a murder weapon...” The skinny man told a cold joke.

Guo Yujie stared at the thin son, "At this time you are still joking!"

“Things began to change in the third case, and I don’t know if the evil spirit changed on the initiative or if something went wrong.”I analyze this and get the topic back on track.

“Couldn’t it be a coincidence?”Guo Yuji asked.

"Well, that possibility is not excluded."

"It is strange that the police took the initiative to return the rope to the drama club.Have you ever asked your uncle about this?”The skinny look at Chen Xiaoqiu.

“Last time I asked, because the case is very simple, so the process of handling the case is very fast, and the return of the rope is not procedurally any problem.”Chen Xiaoqiu said.

In this way, the "brainstorming" can not come to a conclusion, and the five of us disperse and do their own work.

In the afternoon, Xiaogu called and told me about the Taohai house.

"The house is Tao Hai's parents, the property rights have not changed, but his parents have been dead for many years, and the heirs are only Tao Hai."The little old saying simply said, "The house is very clean, and there are no formalities such as mortgage and guarantee."

That is to say, Tao Hai inherits and disposes of the house without any problems.

Why didn’t the sea move the house?

I don’t miss my parents, do I?

Director Mao mentioned that Tao Hai and his parents are generally related, because he gambled his wife and ion, his parents are not to see him.

I had a headache, thanked Xiao Gu, and hung up the phone.

After work, the thin man patted me on the shoulder, nodded her head solemnly, and the fat man leaned in line to pat me on the shoulder.I escaped Guo Yujie's iron palm and said with a smile: "Do you still want to give me a sentence of 'wind and cold'?"

The thin man "doo" said, "Don't say such unlucky things."Chico, you have to be fine!”

“Cyko, your own safety is the most important thing.It is hard to say, we will not be the people's police, helpful, righteous and brave, it is a little too much to deny ourselves."The fat man has a long heart.

Guo Yujie's voice was heavy, "You must be all right."

Chen Xiaoqiu did not say anything, or the cold and calm appearance of the past, but let me a little easier.

“Okay, don’t bother.”I waved.

When I went to sleep that night, I was still a little nervous, and I dragged a little more time than in the past to fall asleep.

In my dream, I sat in my cell and looked at the female prisoner lying in the opposite cell, and was in a sad mood.My little action in the detention center did not stop the evil ghost from suffering the young woman.

The woman turned around, as if asleep, ignorant.She was now with her back on me, and the body curved wonderfully, that the ugly prisoner's yellow vest could not reduce her glare.Her body was motionless, and her head slowly turned toward the ceiling.Her neck did not stop to wriggle, and continued to turn her head on my side, as if someone had used her head as a cap and was turning hard.The woman's face was a faint expression in her sleep, and she did not feel anything.

I was nailed to a fixed position like the previous few times, and I couldn’t even feel my body.

The woman's neck made a "cara" sound, and the muscles in the neck were twisted into a jab.In this case, the calm and peaceful sleeping face of her face became extremely strange and terrible.She turned her head slowly, but the slowness is also in the move, and eventually the whole turn to the back.

I could only look at her head turn to the back, and the closed eyes opened, the red lips opened, and the sound of panic and throbbing.

“Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,

As if in the never-ending scream, the woman's head followed the winding as crazy around her neck, and the fearful expression became a shadow, grotesque.

I was so scared that I forgot to fight in my dreams.

The call slowly eased, the speed of the head turning slowed down, and when finally stopped, the woman was face down, buried in the pillow, long hair spread out, hanging on both sides of the head.Blood oozes from under the neck and hair, stained the sheets quilts red, and dripped down.

“Perfectly!”

The voice of the devil sounded, full of admiration and joy.

I am blessed with my heart at this moment and remember yesterday's dream.

The devil was very dissatisfied with the dead man of yesterday, irritated and scolded, and even stood up, pacing in the corridor of the police station.During that time, my perspective remained unchanged.I thought that my dream was based on a ghost, but I thought carefully, there was no evil ghost in the subsequent content of the dream.

This dream and the devil's "stage" did not completely coincide, at least he and I were independent.

In this way, the power that imprisoned me seems to disappear.

The dream began to repeat.

The female prisoner lay on the bed, turned over and lay down, and began to turn her head.

I no longer focus all my attention on women, but I feel the changes in the air around me.The second time I repeated the dream, I could feel something gone.The devil must have left.He had already seen the show he wanted to see, so without waiting for the woman's performance to end completely, he threw the woman to find the next goal.Having lost the devil’s dream, the air became sticky, and the woman’s movements felt more blocking than the first time.

“Okay, it’s over.”I made a sound in my dream.

The woman turned to half of her head and stopped, opened her eyes, and turned to look at me, “Don’t you shoot?”

My heart seemed to be banged, and the voice hoarsely replied, “No shooting.”You're done."

The woman sat up and asked, “How am I doing?”

"Very good, very... perfect."I answered hard.

The woman sighed and showed a bright smile, "That's great."

Her figure gradually disappeared, I also woke up from the dream, a look at the time, I slept for half an hour, and before the dream dawn was very different.

I liberate the dead this time, but what about the evil ghost?How am I going to deal with him?

The next day, I told everyone what I found was good news.Chen Xiaoqiu also brought us some good news.

“The scarf was returned to the relatives of the deceased on the same day.The situation is the same as in the first case.Help me to hear something.There used to be a director in the entertainment industry, and when shooting props, it was not for the prop group to make or buy, but to borrow.All the props in his works are rented, and if they can be borrowed from individuals, they will never borrow from the film and television companies, and will be returned in time as soon as they are used up.”Chen Xiaoqiu suddenly showed a smile and continued, "This director died three years ago, before he died, he was directing a criminal investigation TV series, the filming progress stopped in a scene with a rope to strangle the victim, he was killed, the cause of death was still twisted neck."