Chapter 1051

In the morning, I had breakfast with my parents. Because she was not liked by her mother, she hid in her room and ate. Then we went downstairs and went outside to explore Zhao Sichun's clues.

When she came out, JOYA said to me nervously, "last night... I had a nightmare!"

My heart moved and asked her, "what did you dream of?"

"I dreamed that I was dead and frozen in a piece of ice." Qiaoya's face was a little pale. It was obvious that she still had lingering fears about the situation in her dream at the moment. "She also dreamed of nine Yin, madman and a strange face. She couldn't help laughing at me. It was very scary!"

It's nine Yin again. Although our dreams are a little different, he appears in our dreams at the same time, which makes people feel a little strange.

"And then?" I asked while observing whether there were any plain clothes nearby.

"Then the ice suddenly broke and I pretended to be a corpse. At this moment, I... Was awakened." When Qiao Ya said this, she gave a pep talk. It seemed that the terrible picture at that time frightened her.

Fake a corpse? The result was different from my dream, so I asked the demon, "did you hear that? What do you think of this dream? "

The demon hasn't made a sound for a long time. He should still be sleeping. I reached out and touched JOYA's beautiful brain and said with a smile, "maybe I was scared to see the bloody murder scene one after another last night, so I had a nightmare."

JOYA pushed away my hand, pouted and said, "why do you touch my head?"

"Because you look like a doll, people have an urge to touch their head." I explained with a smile.

From the first meeting, she gave me the feeling that she was a lovely Barbie doll. And from the long wavy hair, I always associate it with the poodle, so I always want to touch her head.

JOYA said, looking unhappy, but there was joy in the corners of her eyes. She asked, "where are we going now?"

I put away my smile and said, "don't ask so much, just follow me."

"Oh!"

Cross two streets, turn into a small street, and immediately see several foot therapy shops. There are many informal places like this in Lincheng, most of which are in remote streets. Just outside a foot therapy shop, several police cars were parked and surrounded by people. Seeing this, I had a faint foreboding in my heart.

And Qiaoya shook their heads and walked quickly. When they came near, the crowd separated, and the police carried out a dead body from inside. The body was covered with white cloth, with only one hand hanging under the stretcher.

When joeya and I saw the police, we shrank behind the crowd with a guilty conscience. However, the palm exposed under the white cloth is very large, so it can be concluded that it is a man's hand. A man died in a foot therapy shop. It shouldn't have happened in the morning. He must have been killed last night. Isn't this man Zhao Sichun?

As the police carried the stretcher onto the body truck, they only heard some people whispering among the onlookers. Last night, a drunkard died in the foot therapy shop. It was said that his heart was still dug and he died miserably. The people in the store didn't know last night. They found it in the morning.

Qiaoya and I couldn't help looking at each other. Unexpectedly, we were also dug in the heart and still a drunkard. It seems that it's probably Zhao Sichun. But his uncle, how can this bastard be compared with madman and sun cangran? Even ling'er's identity as a Horcrux is far inferior. Why did the murderer kill him?

However, it is still uncertain that the deceased is Zhao Sichun. What if he is a male in the Horcrux? Wipe, I was shocked. Isn't it Zhao Jingnan?

The body was carried to the car. The police took out two women in exposed pajamas from the store, got into the police car and roared away. So most of the onlookers dispersed, leaving only a few uncles and aunts still talking about it.

I winked at Joey and walked around the alley to the back wall of the foot therapy shop. The alley was very quiet in the morning and there was no one in sight. I looked at the rear window above, pressed my hands on the wall, rose up, reached out and climbed to the windowsill. His right hand pushed on the window and inserted it.

Now JOYA had jumped up and reached for the windowsill. Then he pressed the glass with his left hand and saw a flash of red light. A hole with a large palm print was burned on the glass. She reached in and opened the latch on the window. I pushed open the window and went in. Joey followed and turned over and fell to the ground.

This is a storage room full of clutter. We stick to the door and listen. We can't hear any sound. Then we open the door and tiptoe out.

Outside is a small corridor, one side leads to the store, the end of one side is a bathroom, and there is a door on the left and right sides. The door on the right side was open. Before I came near, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

We walked quickly and looked into the room. It was dark and we couldn't see anything clearly. Turn on the mobile phone light and see a massage bed in the room, which is stained with blood. Joanna and I shook our heads, avoided the blood under our feet, walked into the house, and then closed the door.

JOYA turned on the wall switch and suddenly saw a bright light in front of her. She looked around and asked, "the killer won't leave clues. What are you looking for?"

I pinched a pithy formula and said, "summon souls!"

Qiaoya was stunned: "sun cangran and ling'er are smart and can escape to the underworld at the moment of death. Do you think this person can be so lucky? Besides, even if you don't lose your soul, you'll have entered the hell long ago. Isn't it more like this... Hey, you must have your reason to do this. Do it, do it. "

I took back my eyes staring at her and gently recited the soul summoning mantra. In fact, I was just taking a chance. When I met a blind cat and a dead mouse, besides, my luck was never bad.

Don't tell me, I really met a dead mouse this time!

At the end of the spell, a weak soul emerged from the left corner, and then stood up unsteadily. He was a man of about forty. His face was very pale. He seemed to have been a ghost. He didn't wake up yet. A pair of dark green eyes looked very empty. Because he has just died, he may not believe that he is dead, and the ghost still retains the appearance of death. There is a big blood dripping hole in the heart, which looks very cruel.

Qiaoya was stunned: "you were deceived... No, you had a clever plan and hit a hundred goals."

I waved the next finger formula, and the drunkard staggered towards me. He almost didn't stop and fell on me. I waved my left hand and patted it on the forehead to wake it up. Who knows, after shooting, who knows that his eyes are still blankly staring at me for a moment.

No, I looked at its eyes carefully and realized that it was not wine that didn't wake up, but became an idiot!

Although the three souls are complete, the main soul is damaged. You can be sure from a black line on your eyes. His uncle's, no wonder the murderer left a lot of souls. What does it matter whether the whole idiot kills or not?

But I asked, "what's your name?"

After a long time, the guy answered, "Zhao Sichun!"