Xu Yao leaned back in his chair as he spoke, feeling extremely tired and helpless.

"I feel more and more that Liu Lidan's death is not that simple. Is it really because Liu Yuemei hated the mistress and took revenge, or is it because of other reasons?

I feel that the case information is getting more and more confusing, and many of our previous inferences are self-contradictory.

Assuming that the surveillance video shows that Liu Lidan was stabbed five times after her death, his crime is very small, and it is no big deal even if his identity is exposed by the surveillance...." "

Captain Xu, could it be that this mysterious person is the real murderer, so he is afraid that his identity will be exposed, and thought of the trick of buying the evidence in Wang Tao's hands?" Mo Xiaoqing guessed.

"How did the mysterious man get the news? You have to know that Wang Tao was arrested by the police not long after the crime. He probably rarely mentioned this kind of thing to others, right?" Mo Xiaoqing had no way to answer Xu Yao's question. There were indeed too many things that didn't make sense.

Xu Yao felt dizzy. The recent homicides one after another were weighing on his head, making him a little breathless.

As long as he stopped to think, bloody and cruel scenes would flash through his mind.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Yao could no longer hold on. Mo Xiaoqing insisted that Captain Xu go back to the office to rest for a while and get some sleep.

Xu Yao's physical condition this time made it impossible for him to be strong. He obediently returned to the office and lay on the sofa to rest.

As soon as he lay down, he felt as if thousands of ants were peeling off his skull and drilling into it, causing waves of numbness and pain.

Usually, when faced with such a situation, Xu Yao would choose to smoke a cigarette to relieve the pain, but now that he had promised Mo Xiaoqing to quit smoking, he had to keep his word, so he had to endure the pain and close his eyes to rest.

He didn't know whether he was too tired or fell into a coma.

Xu Yao soon fell asleep again, and it was the same familiar scene:

a dilapidated building stood on a lush hill, and after drilling through the cement-painted door, he still saw the backs of a group of children laughing and playing with their backs to him.

Xu Yao was afraid that the group of children would suddenly turn around, because every time he saw a child, they had no face, and he would always be scared when he came here.

So he went around the group of children and was about to turn around and go out the door, when suddenly a child came into his sight. The dazzling sunlight shone from behind him, and he couldn't see his face at all.

The child actually spoke: "Brother, you are back, I will take you to your room."

Xu Yao was about to find another exit to escape, but now the child seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said:

"Brother, are you planning to leave right after you came back?"

Although the tone of his voice was very childish, sadness could be heard. Xu Yao followed the child in white clothes and walked forward.

For some reason, the light around him was very bright. Xu Yao could only see one meter in front of him.

He stepped on the mossy stone road and walked around a corridor. The rooms were all painted white.

Xu Yao felt very strange. Although he was in this strange environment, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he felt that this place was extremely familiar and comfortable.

The sounds of insects, fish, and birds rang in his ears, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of flowing streams.

He couldn't help but relax his whole body, opened his arms, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed this beautiful moment.

Suddenly, a crisp and tender voice broke the tranquility here,

"Brother, brother, you are back.

Brother, I miss you so much."

Xu Yao was surprised in his heart. Who is his brother? Why did he start to tremble all over when this voice rang, as if an electric current passed through his whole body.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Under the dazzling sunlight, green grass and trees formed a lush green, and a leaping figure was running from there.

Although the little boy's face could not be seen clearly, his inner joy could be heard from his calls, "Brother, brother is back."

When he heard this voice, Lian Xuyao ​​couldn't help but want to open his arms and hug the little boy into his arms, but suddenly found that the little boy was not running towards him, but into the arms of a boy who was a head taller than the little boy.

What a scene of deep brotherly love, Xuyao ​​standing next to him couldn't help but be moved, and he almost forgot that this was a dream.

The good times didn't last long.

Suddenly, the picture in front of him became more and more blurred, and the surrounding environment fell into darkness in an instant.

A large mirror appeared in front of Xu Yao, reflecting his thin and slender figure.

The light was very dim, with only a white light shining on the mirror.

Xu Yao glanced at the mirror, and suddenly a female ghost with blood all over her face and disheveled hair rushed out from behind the mirror. She stretched out her hands and crawled out of the mirror directly, still shouting loudly:

"Give me back my life, give me back my life. Xu Yao, you killed me, and now I'm going to take my life!"

Xu Yao, who was always calm and composed, was also frightened and trembled all over. He punched the mirror and blood immediately flowed from his hand.

Although the female ghost in front of him was unrecognizable, he could still recognize from the outline that it was Xu Yao's first girlfriend, Xiao Fei.

"Xu Yao, if it weren't for you, the car wouldn't have fallen off the cliff. You're the one who caused it all!"

Xu Yao was filled with grief and regret. All he could do was hold his head and cry, "It's me who has implicated you. It's me who has harmed you!"

He sat paralyzed on the ground, hugging his knees, and suddenly felt liquid dripping on his palms.

He smelled it:

sticky and fishy.

Xu Yao looked up and saw a wet female corpse hanging in the air. The purple-white, swollen body was emitting a foul smell.

Suddenly, the female corpse opened her eyes, laughed with her rotten mouth showing her gums, "Brother Yao, I miss you, can you come down and accompany me?

You killed me, after so long, shouldn't you come down and accompany me?"

Xu Yao stared at the swollen and familiar face, feeling waves of sadness and regret.

"Le Le, it's all my fault. This is all my fault. If you really want to take my life, just go ahead.

I feel so tired, so tired..."

These days, Xu Yao was suffocated by an invisible pressure. He couldn't help thinking, if this is the real scene, then let them take his life. Maybe this is the best ending.

Maybe death itself is a kind of relief.

He simply closed his eyes, tilted his head, and let these two ex-girlfriends, whom he once loved very much, deal with him.

Suddenly, a very discordant voice rang in his ears, "Xu Yao, tell them that none of this has anything to do with you, it was just an accident.

You should not be held responsible for their deaths!"

"No, no, that's not the case." Xu Yao explained with all his strength, "This is all my fault. If they hadn't known me and fallen in love with me, there wouldn't be such an ending.

I am an ominous, cursed devil!"