Unaware of Spring (4)

  The detective's train of thought changed immediately.

  If, and only if, these three strangulation cases are related, then this connection must strengthen the suspicion of a certain person.

  The victim was after all the deputy hall master of Bowl Mountain, and this matter could not be taken lightly. So, Luo Dachun and Han Meilan were sent down the mountain with a package to investigate clues. To find valuable information, they would inevitably have to deal with the authorities after going down the mountain, and it would be difficult to accomplish without sending some clever people.

  It seems that Lu Da Chun and Han Mei Lan have been fully recognized in this aspect. And I, as a hard-won flower vase girl, can't help with anything. So the task I received is "Don't run around, stay at home and take good care of yourself".

  Ah! How frustrating! At a time like this, I'm clearly on the front lines. Although being a gentle lady and chasing after a male god is more important, I have to admit that my blood is boiling! Only at moments like these can people understand that the longing for certain things is like fate, impossible to resist.

  Although I'm not sure what it is, being tied up with a weak smile on my face makes me want to scream loudly.

  "What's wrong? Can't hold it in anymore?" The man sitting on the edge of my bed leaned lazily against the wall, asking me with his sexy voice tinged with sarcasm.

  I was suddenly wide awake.

  Young Master Yuye! You've really arrived! This is just too absurd!

  Last night I made some preparations, using local materials to make some gloves and masks, then wrapped up all the substitutes I could think of, such as knives, scissors, flint, paper and pen, into a package. I prepared a set of night-traveling clothes, brought the dagger given by Master Phantom, and also prepared a pack of wolf-repellent powder.

  Yes, I steeled myself and went alone. I thought that since everyone was dead, the murderer probably wouldn't come back to mess with the bodies either. Corpses were nothing new to me, there was nothing scary about them.

  The only thing that makes me feel fear is that this world is too crazy, and there may be ghosts. I'm not afraid of people, not afraid of corpses, not afraid of anything that can be explained by scientific principles. But as for all the supernatural and unexplained things, I have zero immunity.

  This reminds me of the time I went to the scene with Zhang Yang, when I arrived, the bodies had already been dug out of the ground, a gruesome sight. I was already immune, so I quickened my pace and walked up.

  Zhang Yang said with ill intentions: "Do you know how this corpse was found?"

  I stared at him in shock because his voice suddenly had a hint of eeriness to it. In theory, he was supposed to be a very outgoing person, and he looked quite masculine too, but for some reason, there seemed to be a layer of dark mist surrounding him at that moment.

  He glanced at the male corpse surrounded by a group of people with the corner of his eye, and his voice had an inexplicable electromagnetic flavor to it.

  "Last night, his mother had a dream that he came with news, saying it was on this mountain top, casually throwing out a piece of paper and chasing after it to find him. His mother woke up and reported the police, making us furious. But this old lady insisted on coming. We came in two people, accompanying her to throw out a piece of paper. But unexpectedly, where the paper landed..."

  Really! Digged out! Came out!!

  This is absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes, otherwise I wouldn't be so scared. The cases announced by the police are all logically clear and reasonable, but in the investigation process, there are indeed many unsolvable mysteries that cannot be explained no matter what, this is something ordinary people don't know about.

  I felt a surge of electricity running through my entire body, standing all the hairs on end. I felt particularly cold, my calves were slightly weak, and for the first time, I didn't dare to move forward. At that moment, I'm sure my lips were pale white.

  Zhang Yang looked at me with disdain, raised an eyebrow, lowered his voice and said: "Shoulder, can I lean on you for a bit?"

  I took a deep breath, pushed out one palm and made a "stop" gesture: "Please let me calm down for a moment. So, teacher, please don't make any more jokes at this time!"

  The female police officer of the future overcame this psychological barrier after a long time. However, this is the mysterious and unpredictable Tang Dynasty, who knows what other tricks will be played. For a moment, those scenes of zombies, white-haired corpses, blood zombies, and giant dumplings flashed by like slides, making me regret not being able to pack two black donkey hooves in my bag.

  Actually, I had packed my bags and gone to bed early, planning to get a good rest, wake up at midnight, and take advantage of the dark night to go meet Da Zongzi. But I slept really soundly, got plenty of rest, and if it wasn't for the man by my bedside suddenly speaking up, I wouldn't have woken up at all.

  In ancient times, there were no mobile phones, alarm clocks, or anything like that, right?

  "If you don't get up now, it will be daylight."

  I sat up with a start and asked: "What time is it?"

  "What does it mean?" The handsome guy asked.

  "Oh……"; I feel deeply ashamed of myself for using such extraterrestrial vocabulary without thinking. Too unconscious, if I were an undercover agent, I would have been exposed long ago. Thinking about it is terrifying, what if the person in front of me now wasn't Master Yuye, but Nie Qiuyuan instead?

  "What I mean is... how many more times?"

  "So that's what it's called!"; The Night Master's lips curled up, and he muttered to himself with a strong desire to learn, "Hmmm, the third watch has just passed."

  You've arrived just in time.

  "Call me, what's up?"

  I want you to accompany me to a place and do something.

  "Alright, let's go!"

  I couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled: "Don't you even ask me where I'm going or what I'm doing?"

  "It doesn't matter anyway," said the Young Master of the Night with a nonchalant tone, "whatever you want to do is quite interesting."

  I was speechless for a moment.

  "In the daytime, the deputy master of Zhongtong Hall was strangled to death. I want you to accompany me to take a look at his body. I feel that something is not quite right."

  The Marquis of Night nodded: "Mm-hmm, I know. And where's the problem?"

  I can tell you.

  I stared at him in amazement.

  He smiled slyly and said: "What are you looking at? Autumn told me."

  Autumn! Distant!

  "You guys..."; I didn't guess this ending again, opened my mouth, but couldn't say a word.

  "What's so strange about it? We are bosom friends!"

  I'm so angry I could spit blood! How can I be so stupid and not think of this? I thought I met a trustworthy stranger and even showed him some real me. But, damn it, he's not a stranger at all!

  I went through great difficulties to guard against Luo Da Chun and Han Mei Lan, who would have thought that this one's relationship is even closer than theirs!

  I'm done for...

  "What's wrong with you?" The Young Master of the Night was taken aback by my tears streaming down, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly pulled out a plain white handkerchief, busily helping me wipe away my tears. "Why are you crying? There's no one else around now, don't need to pretend anymore..."

  "What did you tell him about me?" I sniffled and glared at Master Ye with anger.

  "Why tell him about your stuff?" The Night Gentleman looked at me in surprise, "You're always so good at pretending, isn't it just that you don't want people to know what kind of person you are?"

  "You will never understand how much I suffered to get to his side... but your one sentence can easily destroy everything!"; "I really want to cry."

  The Young Master of the Night was taken aback for a moment, his eyes suddenly softened and he asked gently: "Is your heart's desire him?"

  I didn't answer.

  "True, don't worry, if I tell him about your affairs, let the heavens strike me with lightning!"

  The sky was originally bright and clear, but just as his voice fell, a loud clap of thunder suddenly exploded, scaring both of us so much that we jumped in fright.

  Outside, it suddenly started pouring heavily.

  Author's thank you time

  Today is Sunday again, and it's time for the author to express gratitude. This week, "Deep" has remained on the homepage's new book chart and PK chart with great results, leaving me feeling both grateful and terrified. There are many people who care about and help "Deep", and I'm unable to name them one by one here. Additionally, there are some dear readers who silently support it. Every collection, click, vote, and reward from everyone is cherished and remembered in my heart. Wishing you all a happy weekend, full of energy!