Live From The Murder Scene

Qiu Cang hung up the phone, but He Jueyun awakened him, and he was no longer sleepy.

After the loss of the sound, the room became more silent. She heard a muffled sound in the living room. It should be because the windows were not closed tightly and the wind was blowing on some hanging objects.

The firmament closed his eyes and breathed steadily, tossing and turning several times, still unable to sleep by the sound. She sat up resignedly and walked to the living room barefoot.

I have become accustomed to the dark night vision looking at the aisle without lights, still with a vague phantom.

A giant vase standing in the corner coincides with a figure in the memory of the firmament, making her footsteps freeze in place.

The firmament was not happy to see Xie Qimeng, as Xie Qimeng felt for her. The appearance of that person reminded her of those things that she had almost forgotten.

Her super memory has caused her to automatically renovate and make up those key details whenever she starts to recall the past, as it reappeared yesterday, it is difficult to escape.

And when those confused and ignorant emotions were covered by the filter of time, the fear that had been ignored by her once appeared like a yellow spot in the old photos.

The firmament took a step forward, reaching out and groping for the light switch on the wall.

At that time, she was arranged to sleep on the sofa bed in the living room, and Xie Qimeng's little pet was lying in the kennel in the corner.

Qiu Tian liked to listen to the slight purring of the dog when she was sleeping, because she could not accept a completely quiet environment at that time. It is an obedient and alert dog, extremely likable. Whenever the firmament approaches it, it will soon wake up from sleep. But it knew that it could not yell at night, and it had always looked at her innocently with its big dark eyes.

That puppy is always very patient with children and will stay up late with her.

Pets have a much more direct grasp of human emotions, and the method of comfort is so simple. When the firmament stretched its hand over, it leaned its head up and used its own fur to keep her warm. Over time, it will sleep unsuspectingly on the palm of her hand, tilting its head to show her closeness.

That night, the house was quiet and everyone fell asleep. The firmament, as usual, approached the kennel after insomnia, but this time, the dog did not show any reaction and kept lying on the ground.

The firmament squatted in front of its wooden house, holding its legs to quietly observe its sleeping face.

In the silence, the sticky footsteps of barefoot on the wooden floor sounded in the dark night. Qiu Cang turned his head and saw the bloated body walking towards her step by step.

The two were high and the other low, looking at each other, and no one spoke.

Qiu Cang saw her pause on the side of the sofa, staring at herself gloomily with a pair of emotionless eyes. Long hair fell on the side of her face, and the corners of her lips were like the face of a demon.

Afterwards, she turned around and went to the kitchen, and walked back with the cold knife.

The night breeze blew from the gap, with the familiar smell of muddy water, as if crossing time and space to connect the two scenes. The sky flickered, and his throat rolled dry.

The only thing she felt vague in the whole memory was Madam Xie's face. Maybe she was too scared at the time and forgot to look at it, or it was too dark and she didn't look carefully. Only the feeling of horror is particularly deep, and the reason is unclear.

She remembered that she moved and took a step back, watching the sharp blade in the opponent's hand aimed at her, and she kept shaking as she walked. Several protruding blood vessels tightly wrapped around the opponent's slender arm, cold and cold. powerful.

The firmament at that time wanted to speak, and opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

She stared and moved from the opponent's bare toes to the pale face, then lowered her head.

However, the knife didn't stabbed her, but stabbed the sleeping dog beside her.

The sharp knife pierced into the dog's neck sharply, making a short indescribable cracking sound. The young and slight voice merged into a sense of the picture, telling the sky how the kitchen knife was pierced and how it was pulled out, and then repeated.

The blood gurgled out, and the voice turned all the strong emotions into spouting spring water in the dark night, bursting out.

The dog woke up in pain, but unfortunately, because his mouth was covered and his body was very weak, he made only a slight whimper.

The firmament raised his hand to cover his ears and closed his eyes tightly. She didn't open it slowly until a warm liquid flowed to her feet.

From her perspective, you can just see the puppy lying on the ground. It was still alive, a pair of hazy and dark eyes with tears in them, lying motionless on the ground. It looks humblely at itself, accepting the rapid passing of life.

The resonance between the firmament and a dog turned out to be the strongest. She felt that the dog's eyes were so similar to her own.

Mrs. Xie took the dog away in front of her, stuffed it into the cabinet, turned her back to her, and squatted for a long time in front of the cabinet door.

After the madness, the woman probably started to regret, her face was filled with sweat, she put her head on the edge of the cabinet, and sobbed silently.

The people in the bedroom are still sleeping soundly. Madam Xie wiped her face and went to the toilet away from the bedroom to wash her hands.

The sound of water rushed, and the **** mess remained in the living room, proving that everything just now was true.

The scene is smelly, messy, and trembling, stimulating the senses of the sky.

The firmament touched the switch of the lamp and turned it on.

All the sounds and images were dissipated from the brain for a moment under the light.

In the empty living room, only a string of blessing wooden signs left by Jiang Ling was shaking. The wooden sign was tied with a red string and hung on the handle of the glass window. Under the disturbance of the night breeze, I turned over for a while with "Fu" printed on it, and turned over for a while with "Ann" written on it.

Tiancang laughed, and raised his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead.

If it is the current firmament, he can calmly evaluate the matter and even laugh twice. It's a pity that the firmament at that time could only realize one thing-it turned out that adults could use such extreme methods to express dislike of a person.

She missed her family so much and couldn't wait for a moment. Even if Qi Kexu is not such a successful mother, at least she can rest assured.

She opened the door, walked out late at night, walked through the long street, and returned to her home, guarding the dim doorway, waiting for her mother to return.

The dark night, the fruitless appeal for help, made the firmament suddenly understand that death is to force mankind to accept loneliness. Since then, all the waiting has become nostalgia.

The firmament took down the red wooden sign and closed the window tightly.

There are many people who hide secrets in this world.

There are many people who hide the cruelty and coldness in their hearts, and then regard kindness as their face.

For those people, the firmament feels that after they have experienced the fragility of life, they can restrain their instinctive impulses within the red line of the legal system and maintain their normal appearance. To a certain extent, it is also a kind of power.

It was their contrast that made it clear to the sky that she might not be a good person who is selfless, but she must not be a pervert. Even if she develops savagely, she will only become an ordinary person in the end.

The firmament took the wooden sign and sat on the sofa, slowly waiting for the cold sweat on his body to fade. She raised her hand and kept the wooden sign flipped in the air.

A respected Kochi woman let her know the bottom line of the killing.

A family member of a criminal who was blinded by others taught her what it means to be intolerable.

The firmament laughed softly: "A precious lesson."

Explain that as long as you continue to live, you will always encounter something good.

The firmament took the commonly used bag and carefully put the wooden sign in it.

"If kindness can be blessed, I hope your son will come back one day in a fair manner." Qiu Cang said with a smile, "Good night, Ms. Jiang."

·

The new copy of [Crime Analysis] will soon be tested. This is probably the team instance with the largest number of participants ever opened by Sanyao.

Qiyun carried her black cloth bag and walked into the door without squinting.

The Sanyao lobby is still full of people. Because of the large number of players who signed up this time, and many of them are novice players, the scene is even more lively than ever.

Those who are excited are obviously novice players, they still don't know how to hide their expressions. Being selected for the game means they have the opportunity to stand out in front of hundreds of millions of people, which is undoubtedly a beautiful thing that can be said to the outside world. In order to perform well, they reviewed the important strategies on the Sanyao forum long before they set off. Unfortunately, they haven't waited for the formal practice. They are still in the social stage. Those complicated theories have been rejected by old players one by one.

Two groups of people, old and new, are engaged in a heated discussion about the game strategy.

The firmament passed through the crowd and got on the elevator. After sitting quietly in the lounge for a while, he went to the designated room to log in to the game.

After logging into the game for the third time, Skyspace got used to it a lot. She quietly waited for the dizziness to pass, looking at the black subtitles in front of her.

[The Fugitive: QC1361] Officially loaded into the game! Welcome to [Analysis of the Murder Case], this copy is a special limited time copy, you will start a stimulating escape plot alone.

Please be careful with it! Being caught by the police is directly regarded as the end of the game. Fleeing the red circle from the police hunt is considered a game victory. The scope of the red circle is determined by the police investigation and pursuit plan, and third-party viewers can check it from time to time. Players should judge by themselves.

I wish you a smooth game!

Identity: Drifter does not ask for origin. You are a wanted criminal on the run.

Player rating: 96 (this character is simply tailor-made for you!)

Fit to the role: 86% (geniuses are mostly similar, such as the brain that has been favored by fate.)

Escape progress: Although the wanted order has not been released yet, your escape career has begun. Please cherish every second you start now!

[Note] You have three minutes to stand and observe the environment. After the countdown ends or when you leave the place, the copy starts immediately. Please be careful of the cameras on the streets and the enthusiastic people on the side of the road.

[Click here to view the details of the copy]

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The firmament has not invested its emotions in the scene, and the audience in the live broadcast room has already clamored.

"Fuck, there is a 96 points! Is it real?"

"Wandering around, I found that the character matching of this dungeon is very high, so the ability scores have increased a little bit. Sure enough, Sanyao measured the character matching based on IQ!"

"This issue is all genius specials, I can do it!"

"96 points! [Pupil Earthquake] Okay, I decided to squat in this live broadcast room. Please do not let me down. Don't let me down!"

"I want to squat in the chaser's live broadcast room, I feel that it will be more exciting there. [Sneak laugh]"

"No, is the 96 points reliable? It seems that this player is unremarkable."

"Someone once suspected that. [Light the cigarette] Then his face disappeared."