[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

Shia had a dream.

I dreamed about being kidnapped when I was eight years old.

The place is very dark, tall, and big. Eight-year-old Xiao Xia thought it was a warehouse.

In TV dramas and movies, the criminals kidnapped children and tied them up and threw them in warehouses, waiting for the opportunity to transport them out by boat, because water transportation is not as strict as trains and trains, and it is easier.

After being rescued, I realized that the place where she was held was a basement.

Xiao Xia barely saw a boy sitting in the corner with his knees hugged.

My mother said, if you meet the kind of person who ignores you as if he didn’t hear you no matter what you say to him, he just immerses himself in his own world, such a child with autism, don’t be with such a person people talking.

Xiao Xiya was confused because what her mother said was different from what her father said, and she didn't know who to listen to.

Dad said, "There are many good people and bad people in this world. Shea is still young, and she doesn't know what kind of people can have deep friendship, what kind of people can only have shallow friendship, and what kind of people can't be ignored. Now Dad can only tell you, learn to use Treat the world and people with a kind and sincere heart.”

Xiao Xiya didn't understand anymore, she tilted her head and asked, "Father, a good person is Grandma Li who pats Xiya's head and gives Xiya candy, and a bad person is the killer who snatched the beautiful sister's bag that I saw on the street that day." Brother Matt?"

Lin Se was silent for a while, although it was not comprehensive, but what Xi Ya said was right.

My daughter is still young and can't say too complicated things.

"Xia is talking about little good guys and little bad guys, as well as big good guys and big bad guys. Dad will tell you how to distinguish them later."

Xiao Xiya is young and knows a lot. She blushed excitedly and danced: "Xia knows! The good guy is the father who catches the bad guy, and the bad guy is caught by the daddy!"

At that time, Linse laughed, picked up Xi Ya and kissed her hard.

Xiao Xiya thought that was right, so she kindly (very) kindly (very) sincerely (oddly) asked the child who was squatting at the door of the toilet with his back to the person.

Then, she was kidnapped.

Dad is wrong!

She is kind and sincere, but there are too many villains and liars in this world!

Xiao Xiya didn't want to pay attention to the autistic child whose mother told him not to speak at first.

Warehouses are too dark and too/quiet.

Xiao Xiya moved to the boy's side step by step.

She didn't dare to speak to him suddenly, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve carefully, and she was relieved that she hadn't been pulled away for about a minute.

The dream after that was a bit messy.

A person who can't see his face whips a child, a child shivering in a corner, a naked child covered with red marks, eyes ashen and desperate, eyes full of desire... Countless irregular pictures are intertwined into a messy dream. Have a clue.

In the dream, as always, he couldn't see the boy's appearance clearly.

This time, Shia heard his voice, immature and firm:

"Private name, Abe Seimei."

Shia woke up.

Sweating profusely, and the cold sweat on her back soaked her pajamas, and she couldn't help shivering, as if she was being thought of by something bad.

"Abe Seimei?"

The boy in the blue and white safari I remembered didn't say this to her.

If there is, it should be the hug after being rescued. He spoke English, stumbling, with a serious Japanese accent.

Xi Ya, who was eight years old, couldn't hear clearly and couldn't remember. Why would she have such a strange dream ten years later?

Xi Ya turned her head to look at the time. It was three o'clock in the morning, and it was daytime in Hangzhou.

A phone call came: "Divide for me."

Qin Xiaoming put down the autopsy report in his hand, waved his hand to signal the assistant to go out, and took it to the door by the way.

When he was the only one left in the room, he asked, "What happened?"

Socialist modern life is incompatible with the divination and gossip of gods, ghosts and ghosts. Qin Xiaoming is a forensic doctor who deals with corpses and organs every day, and is a model in the scientific community.

At the same time, he has another unknown identity: a fortuneteller.

Unlike the fortune-teller in an anime movie who jokingly holds a crystal ball and recites a lot of gossip and love in a bunch of constellations and loves, Qin Xiaoming uses the copper coins of the Qin Dynasty as a tool, one hexagram for three days, which is very clever.

Qin Xiaoming doesn't make hexagrams easily, because if he does, there will be disasters.

Shia couldn't tell what the uneasiness in her heart was.

A good spirit does not have a bad spirit, her premonitions are always accurate, as long as it is bad.

"I can't tell. I always have a bad feeling. Tell me a divination. You haven't moved in the past few days, have you?"

Qin Xiaoming took out three copper coins with bronze rust from his close pocket, his eyes widened: "No."

"wait."

Qin Xiaoming pulled down the blinds, locked the doors and windows, made sure that no one would see him, washed his hands, and sat back at the table.

In the past, in order to show piety, he would not do divination in the office at will.

The situation today clearly does not allow it.

At this time in the United States, Shea probably woke up from a dream, and with her terrifyingly accurate premonition, something really happened.

In ancient times, there was turtle shell divination, and today there is finger divination.

Qin Xiaoming calmed down, put the three copper coins in the palm of his hand, clasped his hands together, and let them sit for ten seconds.

Suddenly, sprinkle it in the air.

The three copper coins strangely violated the law of gravity of the earth, flipped 360 degrees, and landed flat on the palm of the hand.

Qin Xiaoming was dumb for a while, "Hong Luan, old man, bloody."

One copper coin represents one meaning, and Xi Ya didn't know how Qin Xiaoming could see thousands of different meanings from the same copper coins.

She only needs to know one thing: Qin Xiaoming's divination is special.

"Hongluan, old friend, bloody."

Xi Ya repeated, the bad premonition became more and more serious, "The red luan star moves, the old people reunite, and the bloody disaster."

Qin Xiaoming put the copper coin back next to him, "Remember that I used to tell you a divination. The red luan star that has not moved for 18 years has moved, and your love is coming. With the reunion of an old friend, this person should be someone you knew before Old man, but the disaster of blood and light, I am afraid there will be another case where you are going these few days."

The effectiveness of Qin Xiaoming's divination lies in the three words he saw. If he explained it based on past experience, he could only believe one out of ten sentences.

Xi Ya said in disbelief: "The movement of the Red Luan Star depends on me. I don't want to, who can force it? As for the old man? Xiao Ming, you think that luck z has a death physique, and I avoid it. Who would like it? Bloody disaster The explanation is very possible, Stark's mobile phone has used up all the luck I have accumulated for a year."

Feelings, scoff;

Secret love, firm disbelief;

Cases, never less.

Qin Xiaoming sighed: "You don't believe me?"

"Does that even need to be said?"

Qin Xiaoming: "..."

The classmate Xiao Ming who was being ridiculed ignored you and threw a roll of tape jpg at you.

"Thank you."

Xi Ya thanked her in a normal tone, and after hanging up the phone, her face darkened.

She didn't want to worry her friend on the phone, so she said that.

In fact, no one knows better how accurate Qin Xiaoming's hexagrams are than those who have experienced three years of disaster avoidance.

Perhaps, this time there is really a difficult hurdle to pass.

Sighing, Shia took out another set of clean pajamas from the packed luggage bag, and went into the bathroom again.

Edward sitting on the tree looked complicated.

He had never heard that Xi Ya's heart was so complicated. On the surface, she was as calm as before, as if she didn't care about anything, but in fact, her heart was as chaotic as a ball of thread scratched by a milk cat, and she couldn't figure out a clue.

Abe Seimei, the red luan star moves, old people reunite, bloody disaster.

They had their interpretations, and Edward had his own.

Shia came to Fox Town for half a month, and every night had good dreams. Before leaving, she dreamed of a man named Seimei Abe.

Immediately afterwards, Xi Ya called the man far away in China and divination.

The ambiguous content can be understood as: Shea will meet a Japanese man named Seimei Abe at the place she is going after leaving Fox. This man has been secretly in love with Shea for many years. There may be some setbacks, leading to bloodshed.

Or, this bloody disaster is the future foreseen by Alice, and she hasn't escaped yet.

That night, Edward didn't sleep, and neither did Shia.

After waking up from the dream, Xi Ya took out the board to draw and never fell asleep again.

Affected by the dream, she unknowingly drew a boy in blue and white hunting clothes, with a delicate face, gentle eyebrows and eyes, and a smile on his lips.The details have not been dealt with in place, and its general outline is the appearance of the boy in the dream when he grows up.

"Abe Seimei...?"

The next day, Friday, was bright and sunny.

Shia saw the sun for the second time after coming to Fox Town.

The few people I knew were all in class and didn't come to see me off.

Shia bid farewell to the proprietress and drove slowly along the road.

When she came, she complained about Gao Han's overbearing;

When she went there, she hated this small town.

Forks is calm and peaceful, beautiful scenery, beautiful people, and the mysterious Karen family.

"Maybe, come back?"

Shia smiled and stepped on the accelerator.

Not far away, the silver Volvo fell a thousand meters away, and followed quietly until the Chevrolet went out of bounds, then stopped in place and stopped moving forward.

Looking from a distance, there is a kind of loneliness and loneliness that has been left over for a hundred years.

*****

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Fox arrived in Seattle very quickly, and it took less than an hour to step on the gas pedal.

Shea wandered around, did some shopping, and sent an international package.

When she came out of the post office with an empty bag on her back, she was lucky enough to be snatched away by passers-by passing by.

Shia was stunned for a second, two seconds.

In less than three seconds, she picked up the gun pinned to her waist, stood with her legs straight, her hands straight, her gaze forward, and she shouted imposingly: "FBI, run and shoot again!"

At the same moment, a black-haired woman raised her gun in unison: "Police, put down your weapon!"

"..." This is a bit embarrassing.

The passer-by who snatched the bag was about to cry: "I was wrong, why don't I return it to you?"

Without waiting for Xi Ya to say anything to the policewoman, the passer-by Jia dropped her bag and fled the scene at the speed of being chased by two tigers.

Xia Ya put on the gun, picked up the stolen bag, and took out the ID card under the vigilant eyes of the policewoman: "Hello, Lin Xia, fbi."

The policewoman put away her gun and took out her ID: "Interpol, Emily Plantis."

The two looked at each other, smiled, nodded, and left in opposite directions.

In this world, there are no accidental encounters, only inevitable results.

Quantico.

jj received a broken bloody doll.