When it was almost dawn, Xia Wei'an finally couldn't help taking a nap. In just ten minutes, he had a dream.
In her dream, she stood in a dark fog, unable to see the surrounding scenery and identify the direction. A kind of inexplicable panic and fear surrounded her like the dark fog. In such an environment full of despair and death, she was extremely uneasy. She could only run forward desperately. Only running could bring her a sense of security.
"Bang!"
She hit a wall, and the whole person bounced back a few meters away and fell back to the ground.
When she looked up, she saw that the wall suddenly moved, slowly moved, and turned around. She fixed her eyes and saw that what she hit was not a wall, but a person.
This man was dressed in very broad clothes, his face was indistinct, he was dressed like a black mountain demon, and he was full of evil from inside to outside.
She slowly walked towards Xia Wei'an, at this time Xia Wei'an should be afraid of fear, turned and ran, but inexplicably felt that this person had no malice, she sat in the same place, watching her step by step toward himself.
"You and I have a chance. I saved my life many years ago. Now I will give you a favor. If you want to save your sweetheart, Wanfu temple and jieqian monk, you can exchange everything in the world. If you save your sweetheart's life, you must exchange it with your love. If he wakes up, you will forget each other and never meet again."
This person is a woman, her voice is very good to hear, but with a stream of evil seductive, finish saying words to turn around to leave, Xia Wei An quickly catch up, "who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, just a soup maker."
The sound falls and the fog disappears. The flat ground under Xia Wei'an suddenly turns into a cliff. Her whole body "crash" and falls down. The feeling of weightlessness makes her cry out: "ah
At this moment, the whole person woke up. She thought about the scene in her dream. She didn't know whether it was true or not. At this time, the police came to tell her that the matter had been dealt with. They asked her to sign the document and make corresponding compensation before she could leave.
She readily signed to go to Dr. Li's place first. At this time, the morning news was broadcast on TV, and the host's voice was very serious: "it is reported that there was a homicide in Liuxian Lane this morning, a woman was killed in Li's clinic, the scene was bloody and brutal, and the police have blocked the scene."
Xia Wei'an steps, quickly turned to look at the TV, the camera from the dead body swept by, Xia Wei'an feel that the person is a little familiar, the next moment, the identity of the dead will be broadcast on TV.
"It is verified that the deceased is Lin Caixin, the daughter of Lin Cheng, the chairman of Lin's enterprise. The time of death is between 3:00 and 5:00 in the morning..."
"Three to five?"
Xia Wei'an murmured to himself that if he hadn't been delayed until now, he would have gone to Dr. Li half an hour earlier. How could Lin Caixin have been there? Where is Dr. Li going?
She had a series of questions, but they flashed through her mind. She had no time to analyze them carefully. The scene in her dream came true again. She went out and immediately went to the ten thousand Buddha Temple.
She has been to the Wanfo temple, and the monk Xie Qian once gave an attribute to her marriage: the marriage is broken in twists and turns, and it is difficult to continue in the past and this life!
Maybe there's a connection in it. At the moment, she'd rather believe it.
Listening to the news while driving on the road is a follow-up report on Lin Caixin's strange death.