Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

"Of course, they only brought you back when you were 5 years old, but before you were 5 years old, all their love was given to Yao Yao. Such feelings cannot be taken back."

Cheng Yutong turned around and saw a woman standing at the dark corner of the stairs below. This woman was talking to her.

"who are you?"

"Dissatisfied desires, nowhere to release them, jealousy, anger, and repression." The woman said word by word, "I am personality No. 7, the one who wants to resist."

Cheng Yutong understands herself. She suffers from hypomanic depression.

This disease made her sometimes irritable and sometimes depressed. At the time of the incident, it was this disease that made her lose control of her emotions and strangle Yao Yao to death.

The No. 7 personality at the entrance of the corridor was the personality that controlled her during the murder.

"It was you who killed Yao Yao." She said.

"What's the use of making excuses, everyone is already dead."

"I didn't kill Yao Yao. It was you."

"Okay." Personality No. 7 said, "Surfer yourself and tell the judge how he will sentence you. You have done a lot of research on the sentencing standards for murder caused by depression after Yao Yao's death, right?"

Cheng Yutong checked and found that depression is not a mental illness, and the crime is the same as that of a normal person.

"You were always the one who looked up the information, you are so cowardly." Personality No. 7 smiled softly.

Cheng Yutong squatted down and held her head. At this moment, she was surrounded by unknown fear and despair. What should I do? Do I still have a future?

She denied, trying to get a chance to survive among the 1 denials.

"Look at me carefully again."

Personality No. 7 took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.

As soon as the fire light came on, Cheng Yutong looked at the hand of personality No. 7. There were three or four knife marks on his hand.

Looking at that person's face again, personality No. 7 looks exactly like her first mother, Ling.

It turns out that she can't forget Ling.

When she was dissatisfied with reality, an idea came into her mind that there was someone who loved her and would protect her.

She transplanted her thoughts about Ling into personality No. 7.

Personality No. 7 squatted down and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, continue downstairs, return to the crime scene, write down those things, and lock them deep in your heart. I will help you."

Personality No. 7 stood up and walked in front, with Cheng Yutong following behind.

They walked through the 7th floor, 6th floor, 5th floor, and 4th floor.

When we arrived on the third floor, the number 304 was written on the door.

At this door are all the memories of the night of the crime.

Personality No. 7 used his nails to carve some marks on the door, making a "squeaking" sound.

"Next, go into this room alone and read over everything that happened that day. Don't miss a single step."

Cheng Yutong took a deep breath and opened the door of No. 304.

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On the night of the incident,

Yao Yao was in the living room, wearing pajamas and smoking a cigarette. She looked at Cheng Yutong and said, "Don't you like Ding Jiawen? Let me tell you, I don't like him at all, but I just don't want you to get it."

Yao Yao blew out the smoke.

Cheng Yutong's body trembled, "Why, why do you do this!"

"Everything you have is mine and will always be mine."

"No, no." Cheng Yutong began to lose control.

"In addition to you being my biological child, my father loves me and my mother also loves me, even more than you."

The moment Yao Yao said these words, all the emotions that had been suppressed in Cheng Yutong's heart for a long time were released.

She couldn't stand it, it was like she was a different person. Cheng Yutong suddenly grabbed Yao Yao's neck and squeezed tightly.

I don't know how long it took before she let go.

She found that Yao Yao was motionless and stretched out her hand to touch it. She found that Yao Yao was no longer breathing at the tip of her nose.

dead... dead.

Is this how the whole incident happened?

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In the dream, a few seconds passed slowly.

Cheng Yutong's fingers suddenly felt an extremely weak airflow between Yao Yao's breath.

She looked at Yao Yao's face, her mouth half open.

Details that you didn't care about at the time were constantly magnified in the hypnotic dream.

Something is not right.

Cheng Yutong thought, why did I suddenly lose control of my mood?

The disease has been under control and is unlikely to break out suddenly.

water? The cup of water handed over by Yao Yao was "bitter".

cigarette? In my impression, the smell of the smoke is also a bit different. It seems to make me particularly irritated when I smell it.

There was also Yao Yao's mouth. Cheng Yutong looked closely and saw some white powder in Yao Yao's mouth.

The brain is wonderful, it can store all the things it sees in the brain in detail, and at this time all this information is extracted.

Cheng Yutong stood up and looked around the suspicious crime scene in his dream.

What my feet hit was a trash can.

There is something like a medicine bag in the trash can.

She couldn't open the trash can because she could only retrieve the images she had seen.

There are several handwritten English words on the medicine package, dfsv...

What kind of medicine is this?

dfsvj! Her brain was extracting data rapidly.

She had seen this medicine in a book a few years ago, and it was used for "low temperature hibernation" therapy.

Hibernation therapy can make a person's body temperature drop, their breathing weak, and the person in a weak state motionless, looking like suspended animation.

Why is there this kind of medicine in Yao Yao's house? The white powder at the corner of the mouth...

Countless connections are strung together into a line of reasoning that is terrifying to contemplate.

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"Hoo".

Cheng Yutong woke up from her dream, sat on the sofa, looked at the blue sponge partitions on the four walls, and played soothing music.

She was covered in cold sweat, and her mind was still recalling those strange fragments of her dream...

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The camera returns to the wooden house in the mountains.

Cheng Yuansheng and the mysterious man.

The mysterious man was sitting on a chair, tied with ropes, and had several bruises on his face from being punched.

He seemed very calm, especially after seeing Cheng Yuansheng come in. Instead, he leaned back in the chair and rolled his neck to relieve the discomfort.

"This is how you treat guests?"

"Who are you?" Cheng Yuansheng sat down on a chair and asked the mysterious man.

"I'm your daughter's friend."

"Friend?" Cheng Yuansheng was stunned for a moment, "Cheng Yutong has you as a friend?"

The mysterious man smiled and said, "How many daughters do you have, and you don't even remember them?"

Cheng Yuansheng understood that the mysterious man was Yao Yao's friend.

"name."

"Zheng Feng."

"what do you want?"

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "Manslaughter, or killing in passion, three years or 20 years." This sentence refers to Cheng Yutong.

"It's better to be accomplices in crime, but if you behave badly, you'll get a long sentence."

This sentence refers to Cheng Yuansheng.

"You are also guilty of hiding a corpse." Cheng Yuansheng looked at Zheng Feng, "You also extorted 50 from me."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Feng raised his head, "I will confiscate the 50 yuan. You donated the money to the Ethiopian children. In a few days, you will receive a certificate of thanks."

It turns out that the Ruishiguo account that the mysterious man (Zheng Feng) previously provided to Cheng Yuansheng was an international rescue account.

"I did not receive the money, and it is not extortion in nature."

Even in such a passive state, with his hands and feet tied, Zheng Feng had no intention of showing weakness.

What on earth does he want to do? Cheng Yuansheng thought in his mind that even if he didn't want 50, the 100 million wouldn't satisfy him.

Cheng Yuansheng felt that he was facing a smart bastard.

"How much do you want?" Cheng Yuansheng asked.

"First untie the rope from my body."

Cheng Yuansheng stood up and slowly untied the rope that tied Zheng Feng.

This rope must be untied. The two of them are not in a state of death and destruction, but are in the same boat.