Forensic without kites

Chapter 125 Blood on the Nib (28)

The elevator was very bright, and Wuyuan leaned against the wall, a little tired.

Jingle!

The bell rang and the 22nd floor arrived.

She stood up straight, the elevator cracked open, and a courier boy walked in from the outside.He lowered his head and held a large cardboard box in his hand.

She hurriedly turned sideways to let him in.

It wasn't until the elevator dinged and shut down that she stood outside the elevator that she suddenly realized something was wrong.

There are only two households on this floor.

She has never ordered anything online, but who did the courier come up to deliver the item to?

His heart skipped a beat, and he raised his legs and ran forward in a hurry.

2201, as usual, was extremely silent.

Uncharacteristically, as soon as she went up, she slammed the doorbell and shouted: "Open the door! Open the door! Is anyone in there? Open the door!"

However, the only answer to her was the silence of the room, and her low voice echoed in the open space, which was quickly blown away by the cold wind.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed the number in the security room.

"Hello? Who is it?"

The other party's voice was a little confused.

"It's me, I'm a resident of 2202. Please check for me, has anyone come out of 2201 just now? No, it's whether anyone has come out of it within today!"

The security guard was surprised and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? Why do you want to check the surveillance for no reason?"

Wu Yuan held back her anger: "You don't need to know about personal reasons."

There was a long voice on the other end of the phone, and he said, "Then just wait."

About half a minute passed, and Wuyuan leaned against the cold wall, her eyelids twitching violently.

A voice suddenly rang on the phone: "2202, are you still there? It was found out! However, there is nothing like what you said, did you read it wrong? Hey, that is, a courier delivered a letter just now. It was stuffed under the door of your house, did you get into some kind of lawsuit? Ordinary court leaflets are stuffed under the door..."

She couldn't hear the rest.

The hand holding the phone was powerlessly hanging by her legs, and her face suddenly changed drastically, as if a hand was strangling her throat, and all breathing dried up in an instant.

The key fell out a few times while it was in the jack.

Wuyuan cursed in a low voice, knelt down to pick up the key, and the trembling from her body finally subsided at this moment.

She sucked and opened the door.

A blood-red letter was lying on the white porcelain floor.

Her fingertips twitched, and she picked up the letter with a pale face.

The house was very cold, and the lights were not turned on, only the dots of starlight coming in from the corridor sprinkled on her body, and the slender figure was stretched out by the dim light, casting a dim and uncertain reflection on the cold tiles.

She lowered her head and unfolded the paper with her slender fingers.

The dim light in the corridor immediately cast on it.

There are only three short words on paper.

— Boccaccio.

She stared at the three words closely, piercing through the back of the paper, and someone grinned with blood and left the handwriting of a big smile on it.

The paper slipped from the palm of my hand, swayed a few times in the air, and fell to a dark corner of the door, where it did not move.

Wuyuan ran down from the elevator, chased out of the gate of the community, stood on the road and looked around.

The night is quiet, and the night is clear.

Where is the shadow of half a pedestrian?
The cold wind ruffled her black hair.

Wuyuan let out a breath, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and dialed Gu Jingnian's number.

"Hello, who is it?"

Gu Jingnian's deep voice sounded from the microphone.He didn't know that she had changed her mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)