Delusional world [criminal investigation]

Jing Jue noticed something was wrong before the lights went out.

He had only confirmed the gate on the left 10 minutes ago. At that time, there were security personnel standing on both sides of the gate, but now there was an extra figure out of thin air.

Jing Jue subconsciously lowered his pupil line, he looked at the time again, it was already six o'clock.

Luo Yusan was called away 10 minutes ago and has not yet appeared.

The two protagonists of the birthday party were late at the same time, and some of the guests were already feeling overwhelmed.Because the weather forecast has just issued a blizzard warning for this area, although there are enough rooms in the villa to accommodate all the guests, most of them, like Jing Jue, have no plans to stay here.

"Team Jing." Qin Mian called Jing Jue and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Jing Jue looked away from the safe passage on the other side. He was going to answer Qin Mian's question, but just as he was about to speak, the movement of opening his lips suddenly stopped.

In order to confirm whether the owner of the villa has added security personnel at each exit, Jing Jue has just checked the three gates including the main entrance in turn.

There are more than [-] celebrities from all walks of life gathered in the villa, but apart from Jing Jue and the hired professionals, no one should be careful enough to discover that there is an unexpected visitor in front of a certain door.

Including Qin Mian, his suspicion only came from the fact that the master hadn't appeared for a long time but no one informed him, not from the gate.

So when Jing Jue discovered that someone in the corner of his eye had swayed his head to the same extent as himself, and finally fixed his gaze on the uninvited guest, he couldn't regard it as a coincidence again.

"Don't move too much." Jing Jue said to Qin Mian, "Look at the person at the third table wearing a black down jacket, is it from our system?"

After receiving the instruction, Qin Mian naturally looked in the direction Jing Jue had designated, but his answer surprised Jing Jue a bit. Qin Mian said, "There is no one wearing a black down jacket at table three."

Jing Jue was taken aback, and asked, "No?"

Qin Mian confirmed, "No."

Jing Jue pressed his brows together, and was about to turn his head to check for himself, when a black figure came into view out of the corner of his eye.

The black shadow stopped in front of him, Jing Jue raised his head, and found that Pei Yin had walked beside him at some point.

"Hi."

Pei Yin put both hands in the outer pocket of his open down jacket, and greeted Jing Jue. He casually took out a cigarette from his pocket and asked, "Is there a fire?"

Jing Jue looked at him, but didn't speak. Qin Mian looked at the atmosphere and replied, "Sorry, we don't smoke."

"Really." Pei Yin smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "That's bothering you."

He then used his thumb to break the smoke between the index finger and ring finger in front of Jing Jue. After Pei Yin turned and left, Qin Mian said inexplicably, "Why did you come here to borrow fire?"

Jing Jue said, "It's not about borrowing fire."

Qin Mian asked: "What is that for?"

Jing Jue pursed his lips lightly, and didn't answer this sentence again.

At [-]:[-], the host of the banquet still did not show up. Some people couldn't help standing up and looking around, and the hall was dark at this moment.

Qin Mian immediately raised his head and found that the biggest crystal chandelier on the roof had gone out.

He turned his head and was about to talk to Jing Jue, but found that Jing Jue's eyes were not in the same direction as his.

The environment was not completely dark, and the light strip on the outermost edge still maintained its original brightness. Jing Jue took out his mobile phone and was about to call Luo Yu when a gust of cold wind suddenly blew past his ear.

It was different from the servant's footsteps, it was hurried but steady, fierce and resolute.

Jing Jue's face changed, and he got up quickly, but at the same time he turned his head, a peaceful voice came from the third table: "Everyone, don't panic, the circuit is affected, and someone has been sent to repair it."

The person who spoke was standing behind Pei Yin. He was chilly and obviously just came back from the outside.

Someone asked: "What's wrong with the circuit? President Luo's villa, there will still be problems with the circuit?"

Only then did the servant tell everyone the news he really brought back—it was a blizzard raid, and everyone was unable to go down the mountain.

Jing Jue was only distracted for about two seconds, but when he turned his head again, the person who was walking with a ruthless aura disappeared.He turned his head again and found that there were indeed two security guards in front of the door.

The guests came out of the villa one after another to check the situation, and Pei Yin was one of them, but Jing Jue chose to stay inside the villa.

He continued to dial Luo Yu's number until a piercing scream came from upstairs.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Not long after the screams, someone stumbled down the stairs, and the few people who stayed inside the villa all turned their eyes, only to see a maid with a pale face and a trembling voice: "Help, help! He's dead!! !"

Luo Haiming's wife, Chen Hui, got up first, and she immediately scolded the maid: "What nonsense!"

"I didn't...I didn't..." The maid shook her head in panic, "It's Mr. Luo...Mr. Luo is dead!"

The information conveyed by the maid is very vague, because there are three Mr. Luos in the entire villa, except for the two who celebrated their birthdays, and Luo Haiming's eldest son, Luo Jin, is not in Jing Jue's sight now.

However, Jing Jue had only met him a few minutes ago, so he thought that the "Mr. Luo" in the maid's mouth probably referred to Luo Haiming or Luo Yu.

No one answered Luo Yu's phone calls, and when Jing Jue was about to put away his phone to see what happened for himself, he found another person in the villa doing the same thing.

The man put away his mobile phone and looked upstairs along the long ladder.

Jing Jue recognized him now, he was the Chu He that Luo Yu was talking about.

"Captain!" Qin Mian quickly confirmed the situation on the third floor. He called the police immediately, returned to Jing Jue, and reported to him, "120 and 110 have been called, but now the snow is too heavy, and cars Can't come up."

Jing Jue quickly scanned the few people who were still staying in the hall on the first floor at this moment, and then asked Qin Mian: "Is there any chance of rescue?"

Qin Mian shook his head silently. He dialed 120 just because it was a necessary procedure. In fact, Qin Mian knew that the man was already dead.

Jing Jue's expression darkened, and he asked, "Who is it?"

Qin Mian said a name, and after Jing Jue heard it, the expression on his face didn't change much.But when Qin Mian continued to ask Jing Jue for instructions, Jing Jue refused him, saying, "I haven't been reinstated, you can deal with it."

The first decision Qin Mian made was to recall all the people who stayed outside the villa. This task was not difficult. Most people would not choose to insist on going down the mountain alone when they learned that there was a murder in the villa and the murderer was unknown.

Except Pei Yin.

Qin Mian didn't expect that his arm would be twisted behind his back before he could say a few words. He was forced to bend over at that time. In fact, he could use technology to counter Pei Yin, but Qin Mian didn't do that.

He only managed to watch Roy go back to the villa, and then let Pei Yin go down the mountain.

A smiling corpse, a person descending the mountain alone, a puddle of blood of unknown origin... All these unreasonable, soon formed a reasonable speculation in Jing Jue's mind.

So, now.

Deep in the dark and hopeless forest, Pei Yin lay on his back on the snow, his eyes staring straight at the sky.

died?

of course not.

But it looked like he wasn't breathing.

It is said that people will see the most important part of their life before they die, but Pei Yin has been waiting for 2 minutes, but there is still only the rush of falling snow in front of him.

Only then did he realize that if there had been a bullet fired from the gun just now, he would be a corpse now, and "shit day's" was the last sentence he left to the world.

Pei Yin slowly rolled his eyes, observing the man who almost killed him.

Pei Yin recognized the other party, and he had just borrowed money from him in the villa an hour ago, but at that time he was ignored.

Pei Yin looked at the person who hadn't left a step during the 2 minutes he had been pretending to be dead. He saw the darkness around him, but that person was still unable to blend into the darkness.

"Hey, I said—" Pei Yin asked, "You didn't come to kill me, did you?"

The falling snow was still rushing and dense, Pei Yin only lay there for a while, and his clothes were covered with a layer of fluffy white.

He couldn't get an answer, so he sighed, sat up and said, "Then I'll think you misidentified the person, you can go."

While talking, Pei Yin curled his fingertips into his cuffs. He didn't want to admit that he was frightened by an empty gun just now, nor did he want to admit that his hands and feet were frozen and it was inconvenient to move.

So he just waited.

Perhaps Pei Yin's words had an effect, and Jing Jue really reacted after he sat up. He closed the safety catch of the gun, swiped the muzzle of the gun from right to left, and said, "Turn around."

Pei Yin was taken aback for a moment, hesitated for less than three seconds, and was pushed against a tree by Jing Jue before he could even say the word "what" for "what are you doing".

What followed was a gust of cold wind hitting his arms.

Jing Jue pressed against Pei Yin, rolled up his sleeves roughly, and glanced over them.

Pei Yin couldn't bear it anymore, and struggled to curse: "Are you fucking sick?"

And Jing Jue, as if he couldn't hear him, grabbed Pei Yin's wrists with one hand, and fumbled in his pocket with the other hand.

He fumbled under his coat without gaining any results. Jing Jue picked up the end of the down jacket with one hand, and grabbed Pei Yin's wrist with the other hand and lifted it up. Then, using the strength of his wrist, he forced him to hold the down jacket and was pushed away. down jacket hem.

Pei Yin only felt a cold wind blowing around his waist, followed by two slender fingers poking into his back pocket.

He trembled all over, raised his foot and kicked behind him.

Pei Yin's kick was not light, it landed firmly on Jing Jue's calf, but Jing Jue didn't even pause for half a second, and continued his body search for unknown reasons.

When Jing Jue decided to stop after finding nothing, Pei Yin's body was still trembling.

Jing Jue withdrew his hand in a burst of cold air, and slid a circle around Pei Yin's waist. Pei Yin shuddered on the spot, and blurted out: "Don't fucking touch my waist!"

Pei Yin felt that the hand holding him was slowly loosened, but the first thing he did was not to fight back, but to grab the hem of the down jacket and pull it down to the waist.

Pei Yin's anger was obvious, he turned his head, pulled off two sleeves to cover his cold arms, then clenched his frozen red fists, and slammed down on the person less than one meter away from him.

It was this moment that made Pei Yin understand the situation.

He looked at his fist that was easily blocked, and knew that at least today he would not be able to beat the opponent.

So Pei Yin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay."

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he admits it.

"Is it over?" Pei Yin gritted his teeth, "I'm leaving when it's over."

Jing Jue seemed to have just pulled out of some kind of emotion at this moment. He looked at Pei Yin and said, "I'm sorry."

Pei Yin stared at him for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "No need."

Jing Jue nodded and said, "Then come with me."

Pei Yin blinked: "...Huh?"

"A murder case happened in the villa, and you are suspected of committing a major crime." Jing Jue's tone didn't change at first glance, but when it came through the wind and snow, it wasn't as creepy as before. He looked at Pei Yin indifferently, Ask, "Shall I handcuff you?"