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There was silence in the dormitory for a few seconds. The head of the dormitory looked at Xiaofu's face. Seeing that her face was pale, he couldn't help but look at the roommate who raised the topic. He sighed helplessly and spread his hands exaggeratedly: "Okay Alright, alright, I understand what you mean, although I don't believe in these things, but first listen to what it is? Maybe you can find the reason."

Someone started, and Xiaofu didn't object, so several girls in the dormitory sat down one after another and looked at the roommate.

The roommates also seemed to have discovered something interesting, closed the door and drew the curtains, sat in a row and began to tell "story".

"Actually, I just heard about it by accident. Didn't I have a fellow from X College? I heard about it when I went to find her for dinner." She thought about it, and probably organized her words, "It seems like a few In a boy's dormitory, there was someone who hung on YY to play games at night, and said that after finishing the dungeon, some good brothers still didn't want to sleep and were chatting, and then one of his netizens suddenly asked."

As she spoke, her tone became light and erratic, and she suddenly stopped here, her eyes opened wide.

The girls were trembling when they heard this, when they saw her suddenly open her eyes and stop her mouth, their hairs immediately stood on end, each of them held their breath with their eyes wide open, feeling that there was something cool behind them.

"...What's the matter?" The head of the dormitory was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look around, but there was nothing, but his roommates turned pale with fright, and asked a question after hesitation.

"Guess what you asked." The girl rubbed her face and smiled.

"Cut~" Two girls couldn't help but hit the girl one by one, "Just say what you say, what are you doing to scare people!"

"Isn't it because you are too nervous?" The girl rubbed her arm that was hit, and muttered a word of surrender, "Okay, I will continue, and the netizen over there asked, 'Aren't you in the dormitory? How do I hear it? It's a girl's voice.'"

Mingming had just laughed a bit, but as soon as the words came out, the girls looked at each other, not knowing whether they should speak out or not.

It is one thing to be startled by the atmosphere deliberately created by the roommate just now. After listening to what happened, it is actually much worse than some ghost stories or ghost movies. The first reaction of people is----this should be not true?

"Don't all of you have this expression. I heard it before, but I heard that the boy was sick. When I heard about it, his two roommates said it when they were helping him pack meals." The girl He waved his hand, and briefly said the following information, "At that time, the boy was in the dormitory, and there were only a few roommates. Of course, he was joking and scolding the other side. Who knew that after a few minutes, the person on the other side sent A recording came over, and it was said that there was a strange voice, as if a girl was talking about killing something, and there were also strange and muffled sounds, just in the background of the boy talking."

Speaking of this, my roommate looked around and said, "It's strange, isn't it? At that time, my fellow villager asked if it was YY convulsions, and then the two boys over there said that it is said that both of them had returned to YY again at that time. Come on, the voice is still there."

After a while of silence, the head of the dormitory stood up and waved his hand: "It's almost time to turn off the lights, and the ghost story is over, everyone should do whatever, go to bed early and have class in the first or second quarter tomorrow morning~"

Everyone didn't complain like usual. The dormitory head, who would hold the laptop until the battery ran out, stood up and sorted out the things before going to bed as she said.

It was rare that everyone in the dormitory lay on the bed before the lights were turned off, wrapped in blankets and sleeping obediently.

Oh yes, except for the head of the dormitory who is an atheist, after looking at everyone in surprise, he happily went to play with his notebook in his hands.

And some things that were circulated among the students just as stories, of course, did not reach Zheng Jing's ears.

She was having a headache from yet another new piece of news she had received.

It turned out that about 25 days before Ning Yi died, there was another victim, because the area where the discovery was located was far away from here, and the location was in the suburbs, and the area in charge of the investigation at that time did not enter the case into the system file in detail , so it was reported in a hurry until the third case in sequence appeared.

The dead in the three cases were all young women who lived alone, and their mouths and noses were sealed with duct tape. There were no obvious traces at the scene that could serve as clues, and the intervals between the occurrences of the three cases were 25 days and eight days respectively.

"Boss, the interval between criminals committing crimes is rapidly shortening. I'm worried that the next victim will appear within five days." Jia Xiaojia knew that Zheng Jing was having a headache, but she still told the truth.

"Go and call the traffic camera records at the intersections near the three crime locations to see if there are the same cars or people in and out." Zheng Jing rubbed her forehead, she hadn't slept for a while, "The three deceased Haven't the results of the sexual investigation yet?"

Jia Xiaojia showed a perplexed look: "In terms of background, work, and places of daily access, the three deceased are very different."

Zheng Jing nodded: "Let's go find the video first." After sending Xiao Jia away, Zheng Jing picked up her mobile phone to find Xia Qing, hesitated but didn't make a call.

She hasn't rested for the past two days, nor has she seen Xia Qing.Xia Qing seemed to have made up her mind not to contact her until she "thought it out".

Of course Zheng Jing can succumb and promise that she will never do this kind of thing again, but she is also very clear that she still has not given up wanting to use this special ability to directly face the victim and find out information about the criminal.

The next victim could well be on the way, and she must race against the clock.

"Boss, why don't you take a rest first. Looking at these materials and the scene all day long, your brain is too tense to find clues." Jia Xiaojia was the one who spoke. He had just finished the phone call and saw Zheng Jing frowning fiercely. I couldn't help coming over to suggest, "It's also good to go out and find someone to talk to."

What Jia Xiaojia was alluding to was actually Xia Qing, but they didn't know that Zheng Jing had just finished arguing with Xia Qing and it was still not healed.

But Zheng Jing was hesitant, and quickly stood up and nodded: "I'm going out for a walk, and I'll be back soon. If you find anything, contact me immediately."

"Yes!"

After leaving the police force, Zheng Jing went home and found her mother.

As soon as Zheng's mother heard that Zheng Jing came back, she immediately took out the soup stewed at noon and warmed it up, and filled a bowl full of Zheng Jingsheng: "Quiet, mom is thinking about when to find Xiaoqing to come to accompany mom, and mom also wants to take this The method of stewing soup told her that it doesn’t matter if she usually cooks and cooks, but she can have such a bowl of warm soup at home anytime, no matter how tired she is, she will feel better.”

My own daughter hurts herself, and Zheng's mother is also old. Occasionally looking at the empty home, she will think about whether Zheng Jing will live with others in the future and whether she can be taken good care of.Obviously, when there was no Xiaqing before, Zheng Jing also handled cases from time to time and did not go home, but now the feeling is different.

The mother is not the only one in the daughter's life.

The topic suddenly hit Xia Qing, Zheng Jing was taken aback, and then answered vaguely while drinking the soup: "Mom has been drinking this soup since I was a child, and I have never tasted better than this."

"That's right." Zheng's mother said with a smile, "Your dad also liked to drink this soup back then, especially when he was overwhelmed with handling cases, he said that a bowl of soup would refresh him for a long time."

Dad? Zheng Jing was stunned for a moment, finished the soup, and asked casually: "Mom, Dad was also so old that he had to deal with cases outside. Did you quarrel with Dad?"

Zheng's mother glanced at her daughter, and was not in a hurry to answer. She reached out and put the bowl and spoon on the side of the dining table temporarily, and then looked at Zheng Jing with a smile: "Quiet, tell mom, did you quarrel with Xiaoqing?" ?"

"..." Zheng Jing's expression seemed to say: Am I acting so obvious?

Of course, Mama Zheng knew her daughter well, she looked at a framed photo in the living room, and said slowly: "I disagreed with you when you said you wanted to be a policeman, but I know you are just like your father. I have a stubborn temper, so I had to let you go." She seemed to be remembering the past, "It's true, whether the two fathers and daughters are so similar, neither of them can worry about it."