Lu Xiaotang frowned slightly, and was not satisfied with this seemingly imprudent conclusion.

Li Shuzhen looked in her eyes and took a cup of tea.“This is now happening among young people.Do you know what it is called?”“...”

“The art of performance.”Li Shuzhen smiled a little."Last month at the University Arts Festival, a girl dressed in old clothes took off naked on the stage, holding a copy of the "Lei female legend."It means the unity of the contradiction between the spirit and the material.”

Lu Xiaotang had to laugh awkwardly.

Li Shuzhen was very talkative, and unknowingly had opened the topic, and he chatted about homely.In fact, she is not very familiar with Lu Xiaotang.Only at the annual meeting of the Public Security Bureau attended with my father and said a few words with Lu Xiaotang.Looking at the appearance, she knows that she is the kind of woman who has grown up in a privileged environment, raising her hands and throwing her feet with a little pride.

It was as if such a person should be blessed, as if the poor life of this world was cut off from her.Her outlook on life is different, and she wants to enjoy life.So there is only a boyfriend, but I don’t want to get married.

Lu Xiaotang is a girl who grew up in an ordinary family, and her father is an intellectual, has knowledge, no power, and no money.Every harvest of Lu Xiaotang is based on his own efforts, and every failure must also be borne by himself.To be fair, she didn’t like people like Li Shuzhen very much.Perhaps Li Shuzhen also has this feeling, but she hides it better.

On the contrary, Murong Yuchuan has not a word of interpolation, to avoid the cold field.

At this time, Lu Xiaotang's mobile phone rang.Lu Xiaotang was relieved and finally found an excuse to leave.The call was from Wu Biao, just a routine inquiry about the progress of the investigation on her side.

“What about that girl’s case?”Lu Xiaotang couldn’t help but mention it.

As soon as she remembered the calm face of the girl in the post-mortem room, her heart was blown up.She was still so young, and life in front of her was filled with countless possibilities.Now there is only one cold left.

“Jokai’s autopsy is done.I’ll deal with this side.You don't have to worry."Wu Biao's voice never had any feelings.

At the end of the call, Lu Xiaotang looked back and saw Murong Yuchuan and Li Shuzhen chatting and drinking tea through the glass window of the restaurant, and the atmosphere was harmonious.After a while, they’ll talk to each other and come back on their own.She stretched out a lazy waist, put her hands in her jeans pocket, and walked along a row of ginkgo trees by the sidewalk.

"My face is a little red."Li Shuzhen said with his own cheek.

"It's okay.What's the matter."Murong Yuchuan asked.

“Nothing, maybe it’s a little hot in the house.”I’ll go to the bathroom and wait for a while.”

Looking at Li Shuzhen's back through the cash register, he walked into the corridor inside.This was when Murong Yuchuan realized that he had neglected his sister.Maniko hardly said a word and sat quietly beside him.She held her coffee cup in her hands and drank slowly, her expression was very peaceful, and she could not see any boredom.

Japanese women are very good-nive.Murong Yuchuan lamented.Looking at the small thorn, a truss ran without a trace.

“Are you bored too!I wanted to find a clue.”Murong Yuchuan said.

“There’s a point, but a real case-handling might really require patience.Stunning cases are often hidden beneath the plain surface.”

"I can't believe you have such a deep opinion."

"That's not my opinion."Mina said with a smile.“My father said it.”

“No wonder.”

“The teacher.I want to go to the bathroom.”

Does this also require a request?It's also very polite.If I don't let you go, will you hold it?

“You also have to see that Mr. Lee is not there.Why did it take so long.”

“Oh.”

...

A few minutes later, Seto Mei Naiko took a long breath, arranged his dress, and walked out of the bathroom compartment.She had been drinking coffee to pass the time, and the water was too much.As soon as she walked, she could hear the sound of purring in her stomach.

She turned the faucet, ran out of tap water, and patted a few tugs of water on the two bumps, and suddenly felt cool.She straightened her waist, pulled out a face-towel paper, and shone the water beads on her face in detail with the mirror on the wall, and stroked the hair on her cheeks to the back of her ear, as if a cat had dressed herself as carefully.

Suddenly, her unconscious hand stopped.

The mirror reflected the scene in the bathroom behind her.There are three compartments.She had just come out of the first compartment of the number of entrances, and the door was open.The other two compartments are hidden.

Is she alone in the bathroom?

This thought frightened her at the moment.In fact, no one else could be seen in the mirror except her.

However, movies and TV series often warn people that the mirror is not credible at all.Maybe there will be a human face in a mirror when you don’t expect it, and behind you... and when you turn around, that face is gone.

Who should you trust?

Is it a mirror or a world other than a mirror?

Seto Mei Naiko slowly turned back.

The light in the bathroom is a bit dark.But enough to see clearly.Three compartments, one door half open, the other two hidden.

She walked slowly and opened the door.She instinctively took a step back.

Inside there is a ceramic flush toilet.There is a yellow liquid left by unhygienic people in the flush toilet.

Mina covered her nose.It's funny.She opened the door inside.

A man appeared in front of her.

For a moment, she forgot all the reaction.Just standing motionless at the door.

The man in the room was Li Shuzhen.

She sat on the toilet.The glasses have fallen off.The goose-yellow dress faded to the ankles and opened on both legs.Her coat was raised and her breasts were exposed.The red body is drawn from top to bottom vertically with a wound.

The wound is cracked from the middle of the collarbone and split the navel in half until the shade*.Another wound is cut horizontally under the chest.The second wound is much deeper than the first.

A large amount of blood poured out of this wound, passing between the legs, and the ceramic toilet, gathered at her feet like a creek.

One of her high heels fell by the side, and the slender toes stepped on her own blood.She didn’t seem to be dead, and there was a chuckling in her throat.

The power of the screams was gone.

She wanted to turn around and run away.But in fact, she reached out and pressed the wound that was bleeding.

With the squeeze of the palms, more blood poured out of the wound, beyond the hands of Manaiko.

“Zhang—张—” She forgot the woman’s name and called with her blood-filled hand holding the woman’s face.

The blood stained the woman's white face, and a faint sigh spit out from the pale lips.

“Zhang – Zhang – Recalcitrant ってさい! The tears came out of Maniko’s eyes.

She didn’t know how this woman became like this.

The killer may not have left.Perhaps he was looking at the back of the black man.

The woman's body is still warm, even hot.Micah thinks she can still come alive.She stammered and called each other, and was busy trying to help her stop the bleeding.

The woman’s white eyes are slowly turning.

Mina choked her hard.

Without warning, the woman’s body twitched violently.Suddenly she regained her strength and jumped on the manna.

The two fell to the ground together, and Mei Naiko was heavily pressed under the woman.She screamed.Hands and feet in the pool of blood.

“Will I die?”

At that moment, the words flashed in her mind.