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He didn't seem to wake up from a sleep, but to wake up from a meditation that didn't last long. His back was still leaning against the pillow at the head of the bed, and his overlapping legs were pressing on a computer. His unsupported neck was like a stick full of cracks. When Ji Xun stood up, he heard a "crack" sound - and the computer on his legs.

The computer screen was lit during his action, revealing the document without two lines of words inside.

Ji Xun, now 29 years old, former detective, and now the author of mystery novels - written by the well-known "Poison Fruit" series, life is acceptable. If you want to say something worth worrying about, it is probably a serious insomnia problem.

However, when a precise machine of the human body reaches a certain point in time, some mistakes will occur. From this, his problem is just some dark and small problems.

Ji Xun sat upright with his head in his arms, and the knocking sound outside was persevering. He looked at the time. At 7 o'clock in the morning, who would be so early?

He pushed open the bedroom door and fell asleep on the sofa outside the tear-mole young man who had last night. The other party had been awakened and sat up, unhappily smoothing out the ends of his hair that was raised with a corner. The young man's hair was very good, moderately soft and hard, both with the enjoyment of silk satin and the shape was concave.

For example, the ends of the hair that have been pulled by young people, which make people want to insert a finger into it, pinch the hair, and wrap it around the knuckles one after another.

But as soon as I touched the other party, I thought of the embarrassment last night.

He pretended not to see the young man with tears, and the young man with tears also pretended not to see him.

If night is a breeding ground for desire, then daytime is an effective tool for violently dismantling the breeding ground.

When the clothes are worn and the sun shines, everyone is decent.

...Of course, I didn’t feel decent last night. I took in someone for a night in vain. I thought it was quite a loss.

The young man with tears mole went to the bathroom to change his clothes. He came to the door and opened the door a little impatiently: "Who is it--"

The woman with her belly appeared in his sight.

This is an acquaintance that Ji Xun never expected. He blurted out: "Xia Youqing?"

"It's me," said the woman, she stroked her stomach, a little hard, making people wonder if she wanted to press her bulge down. "You look a little surprised, it's really rare."

"Why are you here?" Ji Xun whispered, "Where have you been in the past six months? Your belly..."

"Ji Xun," Xia Youqing avoided the last two questions and said, "I have something to do, please give me."

Ji Xun looked at the woman in front of him.

This acquaintance is actually not very familiar to him. Normally, it is not even possible to ask each other for help.

They just... know another person at the same time, and they are all close to another person.

Yuan Yue.

Xia Youqing is Yuan Yue’s girlfriend, and her relationship was so close that she talked about marriage.

As for him and Yuan Yue, Yuan Yue was four years older than him and entered the police station four years earlier. When he entered the police station, Yuan Yue took it hand in hand, and later he partnered with Yuan Yue for a while.

They had a very good relationship. Until now when he left the police station, Yuan Yue still called him from time to time.

"Let's find Yuan Yue." Ji Xun said.

"I haven't said anything to you yet." Xia Youqing whispered.

"It's not difficult to guess. You've been missing for half a year and reappeared. It's not just to borrow money from me. In addition to a little money, I can do the same, tracking and criminal investigation." Ji Xun said, "But you also know that I left the police force three years ago. On the contrary, Yuan Yue became the captain-"

As soon as he said this, he realized that he shouldn't say that, but he insisted on finishing it.

"You go find him and he will do his best to help you."

Xia Youqing in front of her looked ashen. After a while, she bent her mouth and pulled out a warm smile on the canvas.

"Ji Xun, do you think the boyfriend and girlfriend who broke up can still be friends?"

"I think..."

"Ji Xun, don't lie." Xia Youqing reminded softly.

"I think getting and giving are a cycle. If you want to get, you have to give."

Ji Xun cleverly avoided Xia Youqing's questioning. Can the boyfriend and girlfriend who broke up still be friends? It may or may not be. But Xia Youqing's situation obviously cannot.

The woman in Ji Xun's memory was intellectual and beautiful, and always appeared with his friends. At that time, her smile was always mixed with sweet breath, as if she hid a whole can of candy in the corner of her slightly raised mouth.

But now, the child in her abdomen has absorbed too much nutrition. She is obviously pregnant but has become thinner. Her hair, which has grown to the waist, pulls her head back like a heavy curtain, and her wrists that are against the door are thinner as firewood, and can be broken without force.

Happiness fades, like diamonds losing their aura, exposing their overflowing and cheap nature.

This is a good woman and has also paid a lot for Yuan Yue, and Yuan Yue has indeed let her down.

This led to Lian Jixun's lack of body for his friend when facing her.

"I understand." Xia Youqing said lightly, "Everything is valuable, you will get a must-pay price. So Ji Quotation, I have something here, do you want to pay for it?"

"What is it?" Ji asked.

"Ji Xun, you said..." The woman blinked, her voice soft and cold, "Does Yuan Yue know you like him?"

Ji Xun suddenly heard this sentence, and his brain stopped for a few seconds. He looked at Xia Youqing, and the woman restrained her expression on her face and asked him:

"I have a friend who can't contact you now. I hope you can go and see me. I'm worried that something happened to her..."

Before Ji Xun spoke, the bathroom door opened and the young man with tears came out.

He was wearing the patent leather jacket yesterday, and his hairstyle was reorganized, combed it all to the back, fixed it with hairspray, revealing his smooth and plump forehead, and his temperament changed greatly. Just standing behind Ji Xun made Ji Xun feel the oppressive edge.

The only problem is that Ji Xun does not have hairspray at home.

This guy actually carries hair spray with him.

"This requirement sounds very simple." The young man from the tear mole said to Xia Youqing, "Has he agreed? If he didn't agree, I'll go with you."

Who are you?

Xia Youqing looked confused, but she didn't answer, but just looked at Ji Xun. She was not here to seek medical treatment in a hurry. The reason why she didn't look for Yuan Yue was because she hated Yuan Yue, but more because she trusted Ji Xun.

She is waiting for the answer from the inquiry.

Ji Xun looked at Xia Youqing, and then looked at Huo Ranyin.

Both of them looked at him.

"...Okay, let's go. The three of us are together."

Ji Xun suddenly made a decision. He did not give Xia Youqing and the young man a chance to refute. He put on his clothes, went to the bathroom and quickly wiped his face and rinsed his mouth. He took the two out and downstairs. On the way to Xia Youqing's friend's residence, he simply learned about the situation.

Xia Youqing's good friend is Xi Lei, 28 years old, rented a living in Qing'an community. She used to work as a nurse in the hospital, but later resigned and became a confinement nanny. Although she is not a confinement nanny at home, she has professional knowledge, optimistic and cheerful, diligent and willing to work hard, so she is very popular in confinement nanny centers and has a lot of income.

Since three months ago, when she met Xia Youqing who was in poor mental state and had no family to accompany her at the hospital, she has taken care of Xia Youqing in many ways and even made an appointment with Xia Youqing for a walk together every morning. This is the first time in three months that the other party has not disappeared.

"Does she have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, but I don't know much." Xia Youqing apologized, "Her boyfriend is Zeng Peng. He seems to be working in a car repair shop, but he resigned some time ago. During that time, Xi Lei was a little worried, and I comforted him a few words. Later, it was nothing, I didn't hear more."

"When did you last contact her?"

"The day before yesterday was 9:00." Xia Youqing remembered it very clearly, "I was taking a shower at that time. When I came out, I saw that there were missed calls. No one answered when I called back. I dialed again the next day and the phone turned off."

When the car arrived at the community, Xia Youqing got off the car and said nervously: "I don't have the key to Xi Lei's house."

"It's okay." Ji Xun said, glanced around and headed in one direction, "Wait for me for five minutes."

In less than five minutes, he came out after two minutes. He had already called the landlord with his cell phone in his hand: "Hello, Auntie, I am Xi Lei's brother. She went back to her hometown in a hurry and forgot to leave the key. My pregnant sister and I were waiting for her downstairs... Are you here immediately? Okay, thank you very much."

How can this be done?

Xia Youqing was stunned, and the young man standing next to her, reading her inner explanation: "This agency is closest to the community. From the principle of human approach, the landlord has the highest probability of registering and renting a house here."

"You are..." Xia Youqing was curious about this person's identity.

The young man with tears did not answer. From beginning to end, his sight did not really fall on Xia Youqing. He was always looking at Ji Xun.

Ji Xun hung up the phone.

Pregnancy is indeed a very lethal thing. Aunt Jiang came very quickly and did not have any questions about them when she arrived. She directly led them upstairs and opened the door with the keys: "It's cold today, you can hurry in, pregnant girls must not be frozen."

The door opened, Ji Xun stopped Xia Youqing and entered first.

This is a typical small single apartment house. The kitchen first comes to the entrance, then the living room and bedroom. The house is clean and there is not much oil stain even when the range hood is stained.

There is a basket in the corner of the kitchen, which is a very ordinary basket with bamboo strips, but the mouth of the basket is wrapped around dry flowers, so even the simplest black umbrellas placed inside become interesting.

Looking at the fabric hanging on the wall, the colors are very mixed, and it can be seen that it is all made of rag heads. Even so, it also gently covers the inevitable cracks on the walls of old-fashioned buildings.

A clean and tidy woman with great interest in life. Such a woman should not make this mistake.

Ji Xun's eyes moved away from the confiscated soil in the entrance hall. The little bits of scattered soil reminded people of the way they were repeatedly drilled and ground by earthworms. Thinking of the earthworms, the soft animals seemed to crawl into their clothes, climbed onto their skin, and climbed upwards along their backs.

He clenched his fists with slight clenched.

It's really a bit cold today.

The decoration inside the house is bright and sunny, but the air is as frozen as a cold kiln, without any popularity.

The owner has only left for two or three days. As for this silence and depression? Maybe as for it, the house always needs people to live in. A house without people is just a shell of dust spider webs, and a paradise for insects, snakes, rats and ants.

He passed by the kitchen and entered the bedroom. His restrictive vision dispersed. The first thing he saw was a bouquet of flowers placed on the TV cabinet. The bouquet was inserted in a transparent glass bottle. There was no water in the glass bottle. The fresh flowers wilted as they were dry, drooping their heads and placing softly on the edge of the glass bottle.

Under the glass bottle, there are also spots of purple red, which are the traces of the purple petals being crushed.

The wind roared, the curtains shaking like bat wings, and the light suddenly became dark and bright. He finally saw the little woman on the sofa and countless dolls in front of the little woman.

The woman lay horizontally on the sofa, dressed neatly, one hand drooped with silence, and her face was quiet, as if she was sleeping normally, having an ordinary dream; her other hand was holding it virtually, and there was a wooden carving doll in her palm.

The doll is a girl with two small braids, her face is round, her dress is bright, her hair is pitch black, and her parts are painted with good colors. Only those eyes are not lit up, and they are empty white pupils, looking at the woman holding it.

Under its left eye, there was a trace of purple and red marks left where the woman pressed her thumb.

It was a trace left by the purple petals, but it was more like a doll's blood, slowly oozing out of the wood.

In addition, there are more dolls.

Some of these dolls stand, some lie down, some on the coffee table, some on the sofa, and some on the floor. Their postures are different and their shapes are different. Only all of them are girls, all of them have not lit up their pupils, and their exactly white pupils are looking at the dead woman on the sofa, every corner of the room, and at the Quotation entering the room.

"Chee—"

It was like a girl's crying sounded indoors. Ji Xun shook slightly, and then he realized that it was the crow of a literary bird in the corner. The white bird was flapping in the cage. The screams pierced Ji Xun's skin like needles, and pierced into Ji Xun's heart. It twisted, just like the earthworm crawling on his body just now, and entered...
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