give you a bullet

The clues given by Rin, but seeing this kid's eyes watering, he was so moved that he was dying, so he stopped mentioning these unpleasant things.

"You're welcome, as long as you don't—" Nie Yangfan stopped suddenly, he shouldn't ask Ning Yi for a guarantee not to commit suicide again, because even he himself couldn't guarantee it.

Ning Yi seemed to know what he wanted to say, and said sadly: "I will try my best, really, Brother Nie."

Nie Yangfan rolled into the quilt in embarrassment, smiled wryly, and stopped talking.

Then, a good night's sleep.

Nie Yangfan left very early the next day, and the sky was still gray.When Ning Yi got up and went out, the sun had just risen.He tried to remember if he had left anything behind, and when he was sure he hadn't, he slammed the door shut.

Then he looked at the opposite door, remembering the quarrel last night, and looked under the door panel, only to find a pool of half black and half red things slowly flowing out of the crack of the door.

It looks like... blood?

No.13 bullets

The police car stopped at a building in the old community, and Nie Yangfan got out of the car with the rest of the criminal investigation team, and the sharp-eyed little policeman suddenly realized: "Hey, Team Nie, isn't this the downstairs of your house? "

Nie Yangfan's forehead twitched, and he admitted helplessly: "Yes, my family lives on the third floor above this. Are you interested in visiting?"

"No, no, Team Nie was joking. We're just surprised that the location of the murder is so coincidental."

Nie Yangfan thought, this coincidence might have been brought about by someone with a disastrous physique.They rushed upstairs in a hurry, and as expected, they saw Ning Yi standing in the corridor with a pale face.

The door of Song's house on the opposite side was open, and a shocking pool of blood could be seen at a glance. Several old people in the neighborhood rushed out to watch the excitement, and they all crowded in the upper and lower corridors.

"Everyone give way, don't destroy the scene!" Nie Yangfan helped several elderly people to send them to a distant open space, warning them not to approach at will.

Ning Yi stood there like a zombie, he couldn't forget the scene he saw in the morning.

When he saw the half-frozen and half-flowing blood overflowing from the crack of the door, a suffocating silk thread hung in his heart, and then he walked over involuntarily, the silk thread became tighter and tighter, and wrapped around his neck made it difficult for him to breathe.The strange thing is that the door to the opposite door doesn't seem to be closed, and a white gap is faintly exposed.He stretched out his hand and tapped it with his fingertips, and the door slowly floated open.Blood stains like splashed ink covered the entire floor, and fragmented corpses were scattered everywhere.Ning Yi stood at the door as if his acupuncture points had been tapped, unable to move, his eyeballs slowly moved down, and found a bloody human head was sticking to the door, staring at him with big eyes.

Afterwards, he wanted to open his mouth to yell, but there was no sound. Fortunately, he didn't seem to have forgotten the common sense that he should call the police when he found a murder. So he took out a brick Nokia and called 110, but his voice was as pale as if he had taken drugs. of.

"Come here, you have to take notes again, Ning Yi." Nie Yangfan put his arms around his shoulders and said in as soft a voice as possible.He was actually a little scared in his heart, afraid that this kind of scene would stimulate this kid's fragile suicidal nerves again, afraid that he couldn't help but over his own life again.

Ning Yi squinted at Nie Yangfan, who was half a head taller than him, and said dryly, "Okay..."

Nie Yangfan asked him, "When was the body found?"

Ning Yi pondered for a while, "About forty minutes after you left, I got up and looked at the clock when I went out. It seemed that it was less than ten minutes past seven."

It turned out that when Nie Yangfan got up, Ning Yi was woken up by his movement. He accidentally glanced at the alarm clock and realized that it was still early, so he turned over and fell asleep again.Nie Yangfan, an old man, only cares about washing up, thinking that his actions didn't disturb Ning Yi.

"Did you see any suspicious people when you found the body?"

"No, the door wasn't closed. I pushed the door when I saw blood flowing out." Ning Yi said.

Was the door left open by carelessness or on purpose?Nie Yangfan's pen tip was flying, and his brain was spinning and thinking at a high speed.

It was the mistress of the Song family who died tragically, that is, the young wife who quarreled with her husband yesterday and was falsely accused of having an affair with Nie Yangfan. So far, the husband surnamed Song has not been contacted. Of course, he is also the biggest suspect. Rule out the possibility that he came back in the middle of the night, killed his wife and divided his body, and then escaped.

Nie Yangfan looked at the blood spots all over the room, the furnishings scattered on the floor, more than a dozen corpses of various sizes and a pile of bloody intestines.

The strong smell of blood came to the nostrils, and Nie Yangfan, who was used to seeing such scenes, still felt a little sick to his stomach.

"Can I go, Brother Nie, there is still class this morning." Ning Yi asked.

Nie Yangfan said: "Your alibi seems to be a little troublesome."

"Can't you prove it?"

"Because I'm investigating this case, so I can't be a witness. Who told you to sleep with me last night, I should have sent you back to school." Nie Yangfan said angrily.

Ning Yi was calm, and said: "It's okay, I didn't do it, and I can't beat you into a trick."

Nie Yangfan said seriously: "In this day and age, we handle cases based on evidence, and there will never be such a thing as torture."

Seeing his serious explanation, the inexplicable heaviness in Ning Yi's heart suddenly eased, and then he smiled: "I believe you will handle the case impartially."

"In such an exciting scene, you still have time to be sweet, I really admire it."

A joking voice suddenly came from down the corridor, followed by Bai Chenglin in a white coat.

"Why are you here?" Nie Yangfan asked.

Bai Chenglin replied: "This bloody case aroused someone's interest, so I followed."

Nie Yangfan seemed to understand what he said, and asked, "Where is Fu Hongshu?"

"here."

The concise answer attracted the attention of the three of them.

Fu Hongshu wore plastic gloves and held the woman's head to inspect it carefully. Nie Yangfan gasped and said in horror, "Can you respect the dead?"

Fu Hongshu gave him a blank look, and said in his own way: "Returning her the truth is the respect for her. Besides, I found that she has very delicate makeup on her face. It seems that she has an appointment."

Fu Hongshu's eyes are really pointed like awls, being able to distinguish makeup on a face covered in blood.

Nie Yangfan felt that this was a breakthrough, and said, "Where is the deceased's cell phone, check her communication records."

"I haven't found the phone yet." A small detective replied.

"Oh, it seems that the mobile phone is very important."

Bai Chenglin analyzed: "A woman who knows how to put on makeup in the middle of the night is either to seduce men, or to compare with another woman. Oh, of course, it is also possible that she just likes to put on makeup in the middle of the night."

Ning Yi listened to the analysis of the three singing together, and found it very interesting. When he wanted to continue listening, he realized that he had to go to class.So he had to leave quietly.

On the bus back to school, Nokia suddenly rang like an explosion, and the loud electronic sound made the surrounding people look back dissatisfied.Ning Yi hurriedly answered the phone, only to hear a roar from the opposite side: "Comrade, where is your manuscript for this month!! Have you been eaten by a dog!! Don't you never need anyone to remind you!!——"

The occupation of female editors has always been one of the populations with long-term endocrine disorders. Their monthly menstruation occurs irregularly at the beginning, middle, and end of the month, which is very hard.

Ning Yi suddenly said: "The manuscript... oh, I didn't write it."

"What? Didn't write it?!" The female editor was furious, "Do you want to open the skylight for next month's serialization? Huh? You really make me feel so cold. You are obviously the most well-behaved and sensible writer among the authors I brought, classmate Silver Bullet !!"

Silver Bullet is a pseudonym, and Ning Yi felt quite guilty when she heard her calling him that, "I'll give you the manuscript the day after tomorrow, can I?"

"The day after tomorrow? Then the day after tomorrow, if you don't see the manuscript at that time, come and see me!" The female editor was furious, only for one draft, very sad.

Ning Yi first wrote novels to make money, not for hobbies. He was short of money, and the salary at the convenience store alone could not fill the money gap, so he wrote something and submitted it with the mentality of giving it a try, but he did not expect it to be successful. up.This year, he didn't seek death, probably because there are still a large number of readers waiting to read his novel. If he dies, this novel will become a ten thousand year pit, and whoever jumps will be unlucky.

However, since the beginning of April, so many things have happened around him one after another, causing him to relapse, and he forgot about writing the manuscript. If it wasn't for the call from the editor, he would probably still be immersed in the grief of the senior being killed and the broken things that happened just now. Can't extricate himself from the shadow of the corpse case.

Three classes in the morning and two classes in the afternoon, Ning Yi packed some food and returned to Tianmu Building 201. He opened the door and found that Tao Yuanming was not there, but his books were spread out on a table.

Tao Yuanming has a desktop computer. Ning Yi wanted to borrow his computer to write a manuscript, but after turning on the computer, he found that the computer was encrypted, so he had no choice but to close it.

When he was at Wanghu Tower 201, Lu Xing generously lent him his computer, but of course he already used a laptop.All of Ning Yi's manuscripts are stored in that computer. Unfortunately, the mainframe of that computer was removed by the police. Maybe they think there may be some clues hidden in the computer, so they need to study it.

We can only wait for Tao Yuanming to come back. Yesterday, Ning Yi left a note at the police station. I don’t know if Tao Yuanming saw it. He must have come back alone without waiting for Ning Yi.

Ning Yi, who had nothing to do, glanced at Tao Yuanming's books. With sharp eyes, he saw the words "death" and "corpse".