i must be in hell

Ning Xiaozheng clenched his fists, frowned slightly, and squatted on the toilet with a serious expression.

He's not on the bathroom, but thinking about important issues in life.This is a habit that has been cultivated since childhood. When Ning Xiao lived in an old residential area, the bathroom in the house was very small, but the young Ning Xiao always liked to hide in and think about some problems, such as: Why do people have tails without tails? Vertebral?Why do chickens have wings but most of them can't fly?Why do I get beaten every time I ask my parents where I come from?Why do grown-ups always think they are smart and tell lies? Why are they so stupid?

Before going to kindergarten, Ning Xiao spent most of his time in the bathroom at home.Ning's father and Ning's mother don't have to worry about their son running around at all, they just worry about whether his son will have autism.

This situation improved after Ning Xiao went to school. After the special smell of the school toilet left a psychological shadow on the young Ning Xiao, he reduced the time to go to the toilet to think about life.But even now, occasionally, he maintains the habit inadvertently—especially when faced with difficult problems to solve.

This morning, Ning Xiao had squatted in the bathroom for half an hour.He has been thinking about a problem with his eyebrows fixed, and he will not be able to sleep well if he doesn't think about this problem clearly.

He thought, under what circumstances would reality and fiction have exactly the same coincidence?What are the odds?

buzzing-

The phone vibrated to indicate that there was a text message. After Ning Xiao unlocked the screen, he found that it was the reply from the editor Momo.

"I looked through your early published works, and none of them wrote about suicides. But three years ago, when you were still serializing on the Internet, you once wrote a case that was presumed to be the suicide of the deceased. It's just that you changed your pseudonym after publication , no one would think that the ID on the Internet and your publishing pseudonym are actually the same person."

"Is my novel still published on the website?"

"The one who committed suicide? It was published, but it didn't have many clicks. And your writing was rough at the time. To be honest, no one would link these two pseudonyms together." The editor probably thought that Ning Xiao was worried about his dark history being exposed, so he was kind. comfort.

But Ning Xiao knew that if his guess was true, not only would someone discover that the two pseudonyms were the same person, but he or they would also implement some very horrible things based on these works.

Worse than murder is the easy manipulation of another's life.

"Can you find out who has read that web serial recently?" Ning Xiao asked again.

"This is a bit difficult. Basically, only those who have left messages can trace the IP, and after so long, I don't know if those IPs have changed."

It seems that it is impossible to trace it based on this, but Ning Xiao did not give up. He opened the web page and logged in to the account he hadn't used for a long time, and carefully read every message under the web serialized page.

Most of them are the support and encouragement of some readers, occasionally some people criticize, and other authors come here to advertise.After not logging in to this account for several years, Ning Xiao found that the comment section under the article has almost become a hodgepodge.But he turned from the first page to the last page, but he didn't find any suspicious messages.

Did the clue stop here?

Ning Xiao was unwilling to give up on this, he thought for a while, opened the editing page, and started to edit the copy again.

Using bold red fonts, Ning Xiao added such a sentence on the copy of this book.

[The Queen of Hearts misses her white gloves, and Alice finds them. 】

After editing, Ning Xiao will log out, and he will come to check if there is any gain in a day. Now he just needs to sit back and wait.As for whether it is useful to leave such a riddle-like code, Ning Xiao thinks there is.If the other party was not a curious and competitive guy, he would not have participated in these two cases and attracted his attention.

In both cases, there is a mysterious person involved in the case and manipulating behind the scenes.

This is Ning Xiao's latest guess, and he didn't tell anyone.After all, this is too unbelievable that the same person was involved in two consecutive cases that happened to me, and there are even more clues in his novels.If this is an ordinary person, they will definitely regard this as nonsense.

However, Ning Xiao had already determined that this was the truth, and he even considered the suspect.

Kazuno, the guy who approached him pretending to be a lawyer, said "looking forward to seeing you" when he left.Ning Xiao was worried that this might not only mean a reunion, but also more cases and more deaths.

Ning Xiao stood up and walked to the window.Whenever he felt cold in his heart, he would always stare at the street outside for a while, as if looking at the bustling people on the street, his heart would become warmer.But this time, it was an exception.

He saw a familiar figure on the street, and that figure flashed past, as fast as an illusion.But Ning Xiao was sure that this was definitely not an illusion, he immediately moved to the window to get a better look, but the figure quickly disappeared on the street.

Ning Xiao picked up the phone and quickly dialed a series of numbers.It took a long time for the dialer's busy tone to connect. Just as Ning Xiao was about to speak, he heard rapid panting and a man's groan indirectly.

"Hey."

"..." His thoughts paused for about an eighth of a second, until the person on the other end urged him repeatedly.

"Ning Xiao, talk." When he said these words, Xu Shangyu was still panting slightly.

"I'm sorry to bother you. Goodbye." Ning Xiao finished speaking in one breath and wanted to hang up.

"Wait! What are you hanging up on? You must contact me only if you have something to do." On the other side, Xu Shangyu grabbed the phone and pressed down on the person under him. "Speak directly!"

Ning Xiao's doubtful and troubled voice came from the microphone.

"Aren't you busy?"

"No, busy!" While suppressing the struggle of the person below him, Xu Shangyu grabbed the strong man below and pinned him firmly on the concrete floor.The strong man still wanted to struggle to the death, Xu Shangyu grinned, clasped his wrist, and snapped it in the opposite direction.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The shrill shouts spread throughout the street, shaking the leaves on the side of the road.At this time, a woman who was running out of breath chased after her and bowed to Xu Shangyu repeatedly:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Policeman."

Xu Shangyu shook his head at her, quickly took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the hands of the thief under him.During this period, he held the mobile phone between his shoulders and ears, and clasped the thief with both hands.

"I just picked up an extra money on the way to work, and I've already taken care of it. What are you trying to say?"

"En..." The lingering sound that Ning Xiao leaked from the phone roughly understood the cause and effect. He first mourned for three seconds for his brain supplement, and then said: "I saw Zhang Ming on the street just now, and I want to ask you, you guys released him?"

"Zhang Ming?" Xu Shangyu frowned upon hearing this, "The bureau sent someone to hand him over to the detention center today, how could you..." He was taken aback at this point, and his face became very ugly. "Wait a minute, I'll make a call."

He took another cell phone out of his uniform pocket and dialed the intercom number.

"Hey, Ah Fei, who is in charge of Zhang Ming's escort this morning? Go and ask."

"Yes, I have something urgent, you can contact the brother in charge of the escort."

Seeing Xu Shangyu holding the phone in one hand, the handcuffed thief seemed to have no time to distract himself, so he thought of sneaking away.He moved his right foot quietly, trying to escape when Xu Shangyu was not paying attention.

"Can't get in touch?" Xu Shangyu's voice dropped significantly. "What about the detention center?"

The right foot has already moved halfway, and it seems that it is about to successfully escape.The lady standing next to Xu Shangyu noticed the thief's sneaking away, and she covered her mouth and was about to exclaim.

"Ugh!!!"

With a bang, the thief who hadn't started running was kicked to the ground, and there was a friendly communication between his crotch and the ground, causing him to writhe on the ground clutching his crotch in pain.Xu Shangyu stepped on the thief's back and looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were very cold.

"Where do you want to go?" Xu Shangyu raised his foot and said with a smile, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"

The thief trembled in pain, looked at him with teary eyes, bit his mouth, and shook his head aggrieved.

Xu Shangyu then withdrew his gaze from staring at the thief, and concentrated on waiting for Lu Fei's reply.But this time, Lu Fei brought even worse news.

Fifty seconds later, Ning Xiao also heard the news from Xu Shangyu.

Zhang Ming was robbed!The opponent held a weapon and wounded three escort police officers, and swaggered away with the suspect.The first armed robbery in Liming City's history happened during the rush hour this morning, and shocked the entire province within half a day.

And three days later, someone found a male body in the barren hills in the suburbs. After an autopsy, it was proved that it was Zhang Ming, a fugitive. The time of death was less than two hours after the robbery.

This scene of kidnapping and then dumping the body was continuously broadcast on the news channel for a week, and everyone knew about it.However, what no one else knew was that on the second night of the hijacking incident, Ning Xiao received a new message when he logged into the webpage.

Simple anonymous message, only one sentence.

[The queen's dinner begins. 】