Welcome to the world of strange dreams

No matter how prosperous a metropolis is, there are still places where development and planning are lacking.

The Wei family lives in a place like this, a remote village in the city.

The rent here is cheap, the population density is high, but it is relatively dilapidated and chaotic, and the transportation is not very convenient.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening when Luo Zhao arrived with Lu Dachui and Li Yu.

The weather hasn't gotten cold yet, but there's already a chill after nightfall.

The Wei family is in the semi-basement of a dilapidated seven-story brick building, with only a small window exposed. Not only is the moisture a problem, all the light in the house is only for a brief and tiny moment.

Looking around, there are no street lights.

But too many people go to bed late, there are still lights everywhere, and there are faint noises from time to time. What's even weirder is that the food seems to be mixed with the smell of sludge, floating in the air.

Dreamy.

Like another world, set against the dark sky, it feels very unreal.

"This is it." Lu Dachui pointed in front of him at a place where the distance between buildings was very narrow.

Luo Zhao took two steps forward, and Li Yu was right behind him.

Two or three meters away from the door of the building, the two of them stopped at the same time.

After Lu Da broke the hammer, he was not careful and almost hit Li Yu.

Luo Zhao frowned slightly.

"Lord, do you also feel the energy of death?" Li Yu asked in a low voice.

Luo Zhao does not believe in non-scientific things, but he believes in telepathy.

Because his sense of perception is very powerful, it can be said to be a super sixth sense.

Anyway, he had just walked here when he felt the muscles in his back tighten inexplicably.

"Death energy? What death energy? Who is dead?" Lu Dachui wondered.

Luo Zhao said nothing and pointed to the foot of the wall not far away.

The three of them walked over slowly.

As long as you squat down, you can see inside through the small window that is as wide as a foot.

Judging from the architectural drawings I had seen before, this location was exactly the semi-underground house that Wei Renzhi rented.

"There are no curtains." At this time, Lu Dachui also felt that something was wrong.

If it is during the day, in order to let in the little bit of sunlight, it is okay not to hang curtains. But it's almost midnight now, how can I sleep without a cover?

Unless there is no one at home.

Or, there are only dead people in the house.

Luo Zhao squatted down and looked into the room.

From this angle, you will find that there is still some light in the room.

He just took a glance and stood up. After he left, the fat Li Yu and Lu Dachui squatted down together.

"I'll go!" Lu Dachui stood up after just one look and cursed.

"The situation is not right." Li Yu muttered.

"Do you still need to tell me?" Lu Dachui stepped back, looking unwilling to get closer.

From their perspective, they could see the entire room.

The area is small and cramped. Although there are not many things, it is clean and tidy.

There were a few simple cabinets by the door, and a dining table in the middle of the room.

On the table, there are leftovers wrapped in plastic wrap.

There are three stools beside the table, as if they are waiting for the child to return.

Families whose children were abducted and trafficked were almost completely destroyed in this way, leaving only a little hope in despair.

But at this moment, the whole house had an old and worn-out atmosphere.

All the weirdness comes from the old-fashioned wooden double bed that occupies the largest space in the room.

There was a loose curtain hanging on the bed, but the faint light came from inside the curtain.

Apparently there is an old kang cabinet inside the bed, where most of the relatively important things are stored.

At this time, there was obviously a small night light shining faintly inside.

It was dark all around, and the only light reflected two figures on the tent. Seated human figures, facing each other, with all four arms raised.

stiff.

like a statue.

"Go in and take a look." Luo Zhao walked into the building first.

"Can I not go?" Lu Dachui almost wailed.

He knew the answer must be no, but he couldn't help but ask.

That's why he hates this kind of field work. He has mysophobia and can't stand it.

"Follow the master and come out. You have to endure it if you can't bear it." Li Yu whispered, understanding his colleague's heart.

Luo Zhao took out a silver needle from the phone case, fiddled with the keyhole a few times, and the door opened.

After Lu Dachui followed, he gently closed the door again.

They are not the police. Although they are also a formal national organization, they are a secret organization that cannot be exposed to the public.

Luo Zhao stepped forward lightly and slowly opened the curtain.

Wei Renzhi and his wife Wu Yuhui were sitting inside.

They seemed to be wearing their best clothes, a bit like celebrating the New Year, as bright as possible.

Wei Renzhi wore a gray suit and a bright red tie.

Because his tongue was sticking out, it looked like he was spitting out blood.

Wu Yuhui also wore a gorgeous suit and also tied a red silk scarf around her neck.

Even, they were wearing shoes.

It seems that they are not old people who have been looking for a son for thirty years, but are newly married.

The two of them sat cross-legged facing each other, with their raised arms squeezing each other's neck.

The atmosphere was extremely weird.

The newlyweds dress up as if they are going to kill each other.

However, his arms were deformed due to the exertion, and his face, which was pale and gray with his tongue hanging out, had wide eyes and a smile of unknown meaning.

It seems that letting the other person die is the greatest love for the other person.

"What an evil way to die." Lu Dachui couldn't help but cross his arms.

Luo Zhao looked at Li Yu.

Li Yu is a disciple of metaphysics and knows these folk techniques very well.

Receiving his gaze, Li Yu barely avoided the Wei couple, two dead people, and stuck his head into the tent to take a look.

"There are sugar scattered in a few special places, the same kind that was on Miss Fu's body before. It's just not the same as the paper, it's real sugar." He retracted his head and said, "There are also traces of burning incense in the yellow rice bowl. Burned. I have reason to believe that this is a formation. It feels like they... don't know they are dead, that's why they have that expression."

"But there is a difference in physical strength between men and women, how can they strangle each other to death together? Besides, if they are fascinated, wouldn't suffocation force people to wake up immediately?" Lu Dachui whispered, and couldn't help but step back.

He is cold and nauseous.

"They were not strangled to death by each other." Luo Zhao pointed upward.

Li Yu put his head in to take a look, and sure enough he saw that there seemed to be strands hanging down from the top of the mosquito net.

If you don't pay attention, you might think it's just broken because it's too old.

"And the marks on the neck are wrong." Luo Zhao continued in a low voice. "The red marks are too far forward, and they were obviously strangled. And they were dead for more than twelve hours, but not thirty hours."

The most unusual thing is that he can remain in a dreamy state while being strangled.

At this time, their bodies were in their most rigid state.

If they had come one day later and waited for the body to completely soften, they might not have seen such a ghastly way of death.

"Collect evidence that is useful to us." Luo Zhao said decisively, "Leave the rest to the relevant departments."

After giving the order, Li Yu and Lu Dachui immediately took action.

Today is Xiaohan.

I wonder if you feel chilled by this chapter.

During the Xiaohan solar term, children should be careful not to eat cold things, and it is best not to do any sweaty exercise.