Turning on the lights, the house was not very messy, only a little blood was left on the floor, which should have been left by the little boy.

Xia Ren searched it and said that he didn't even notice a normal rag doll, not to mention the doll.

Although he didn't have much expectation from the beginning, Xia Ren was still disappointed when he passed by the tragic doll again.

So far, the three incidents around him have the shadow of a tragic doll. If the other party continues to wander outside, I don’t know how many people will die.

With regret, Xia Ren had to take a taxi home.

Looking at the view outside the window, he suddenly thought of something in his mind.

Infected bodies are born into the world by polluted people, which means that pollution sources must appear.

The source of pollution of Mrs. Liu may be caused by the shelter in Zhao Mingyue's home. Li Xuan, Zeng Shuyi, and the taxi driver were all caused by tragic dolls. So what happened to Fang Bin and the young Liu Jian? What were they polluted by?

The middle-aged man in Fang Bin's neighbor's house appeared before his death before his death. The other party resolutely and crazily broke free from Zhu Youqian's bodyguard and committed suicide without any hesitation. What secret is it to keep?

Xia Ren vaguely felt that there must be a crucial clue behind this, and maybe it was another containment.

"Zhu Youqian ordered the bodyguard to investigate in the police station. I didn't know if the result was found. I must ask him when I returned the car."

At the same time, his own situation is also quite troublesome. I learned from the system that the tumor in his head was caused by distortion. Isn’t that saying that he was already contaminated by something two years ago?

Moreover, the three additional pollution resistance can also confirm that something must have happened two years ago, but I can't remember it at all.

Xia Ren once again remembered the woman who brought him to the house that evening, Zhao Mingyue.

Everything I have encountered now is thanks to the other party. The first task given by the system is to find her whereabouts.

"Who are you?"

It was already dark, July had just passed, and the temperature had begun to gradually drop, and Xia Ren didn't see many people along the way.

While he was leaning his head against the car window in a daze, he suddenly glanced at a figure in his eyes.

Xia Ren opened his eyes wide.

Time seemed to pause, and all the sounds became weak. Xia Ren was sitting in the car and looking outside. On the street next to him, a man who looked dejected was dragging his steps forward step by step.

In the rich darkness, Xia Ren couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but the man was holding a plastic bag in one hand and holding a doll-like thing in the other.

In a blink of an eye, the car interspersed with him, and the noise returned to his ears. Xia Ren suddenly shuddered and shouted, "Stop quickly!"

The driver was startled by him, and subconsciously stepped on the brakes. The harsh friction sounded. They dragged them ten meters away before they could barely stop.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't need to find money."

Xia Ren did not explain to him, and took out a few cash in his pocket, but had no time to count it, so he handed it over and then got out of the car in a hurry.

He ran along the sidewalk for a long distance, but he saw no one.

"Is it an illusion just now?"

No, absolutely not!

Xia Ren was sure that he did see it, but in just a moment, where did the person go?

Also, the figure just now always felt very familiar, but I couldn't remember it at this time.

He looked around, feeling a little confused.

"hateful!"

Xia Ren punched the street tree beside him, shaking off large green leaves.

He was about to leave just like this, but he saw that the taxi just now turned around and came back.

The car parked beside him, and the driver lowered the window and was about to say something, Xia Ren thought the other party was quite kind and waved his hand generously: "I said it doesn't need to look for it anymore. If you think the extra one is a tip, I don't mind."

"Bad!"

The driver said in a bad tone: "If you don't mind, I'll mind. Do you want to pay a debt? The little money you gave is not enough for gas, and it's still more than twenty fares!"

"Well……"

A little awkward.

Anyway, there was no one to find, so Xia Ren got in the car again: "Go home, I'll give you the fare together."

The driver looked at him suspiciously, and with a "click", the car door locked, obviously distrust.

When Xia Ren returned home, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He re-examined everyone he had seen in the past two days, and suddenly a sudden flash of inspiration appeared, and he really found it!

“Gaole?”

No wonder that figure is more familiar, but is it really him?

Xia Ren picked up the phone and was about to call and confirm, but suddenly remembered something.

His current identity cannot be revealed, so he walked to the study and put on the mask of the faceless person.

On the other side.

The cramped room was terriblely quiet.

The lights above the head were flashing and dark, illuminating the messy scenes in the room.

The tables that were overturned, the legs of the stool, the messy clothes and the splashing...scarlet liquid!

Gaole gasped and stood in the middle of the kitchen.

He held a kitchen knife in his hand and looked at the blurry flesh and blood on the chopping board, his eyes a little dull.

The phone ringing suddenly rang, and Gaole's eyes changed immediately. He wiped his hands on his trouser legs and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Looking at the phone number displayed above, Gao Le didn't know what he was thinking, and waited for a while before he slowly connected.

"Hello?"

He put his phone in his ear expressionlessly.

"Gaole, have you gone out just now?"

On the other side of the phone, the woman's crisp voice came, and she felt a little anxious.

"No."

Gao Le immediately replied: "I have been staying at home tonight and have never been out."

“Didn’t go out?”

Xia Ren repeated it and continued to ask: "Then, is Gu Li with you now? Let her answer a call."

Gao Le unconsciously tightened the kitchen knife that was stained with blood in his hand and frowned slightly: "This girl, my relationship with you doesn't seem to be so close, right? You just know Yu Jingjing. If nothing happens, I'll die first."

"Wait a moment."

Xia Ren had a bad premonition in his heart and asked, "Have you ever seen a little doll that looks like a prince?"

"No."

After Gao Le finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

The silence in the house returned to death.

His eyes crossed the bloodstains of the ground and looked at the doll placed in the living room.

I don’t know if I have an illusion, but the doll seems to be looking at him silently, and the lavender eyes seem to be showing emotions of sadness and loss.

Gao Le turned his head and murmured to himself: "Can she really see it?"

He looked at the chopping board in front of him, then stopped thinking about this question, raised his kitchen knife,

"Dole!"

Blood continues to splatter.

"It's all your fault that you want to leave me."

"Dole!"

Another knife.

...

...

A few dozen minutes later, Gaole was cleaning the traces with a mop when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

His hand paused, looked at the closed kitchen door, and then looked in the direction of the door.

"Who will it be so late?"

Through the cat's eyes, he saw a beautiful girl in a cool outfit standing outside the door.
Chapter completed!