Maybe this can't be considered a nightmare.
It's not even a dream.
After all, Yu Xuanyi himself was not impatient when he woke up from his dream. He just clenched his fist blankly and looked down to see if there was anything else in his hand.
He turned sideways and looked at the alarm clock beside the bed that had not yet gone off - four thirty in the morning.
Having just woken up, Yu Xuanyi was still a little confused. She didn't fall asleep until last night...or rather early this morning. It was really difficult for her to have a natural sense of reality from yesterday's and late night's experiences when she was sleepy.
I only slept for three hours. The last time I worked so hard was a few days before the college entrance examination, Yu Xuanyi thought and rubbed her bloodshot eyes.
In the dream, she saw a person.
Or rather a back view.
Holding a knife, he faced a blurry figure lying on the ground, leaning slightly and staying still.
In her dream, Yu Xuanyi watched this scene quietly for a long time.
Until the back figure finally made a weak movement, squatting down gently - it was an extremely elegant movement, and it even looked like a solemn performance on the stage, graceful and solemn, trying to make the audience aware of the movement. every detail and mood.
But the next moment, the actions of the dreamer gradually changed.
It was also a gentle and elegant gesture of raising his hand, but with an extremely crisp and swift attack, he stabbed the blurry figure on the ground with a knife.
The shadow of the knife is like lightning.
In an instant, blood splattered. The blurry figure was once again covered in blood, and it was even more of a mess.
But in the dream, Yu Xuanyi did not feel the panic that a normal person should have, but only felt slightly surprised.
In her opinion, the scene in front of her was just a corpse turned into a corpse dripping with blood. After all, although the appearance of the people on the ground is not very clear, from the perspective of the dream, it is not possible to see the reaction that any living person should have.
More like a broken and decayed humanoid object.
But after waking up from the dream, Yu Xuanyi didn't feel too much surprise, and it wasn't just for this reason.
In fact, this made her quite emotional. After all, she still remembered that her previous dreams were almost all about this kind of thing, and her reaction was roughly the same.
For a while, when she opened her eyes, she thought of corpses, and when she closed her eyes, she saw killings.
It was as if God was pressing her heart, pointing at her nose and cursing her hard, instructing her, telling her, this is the ending you deserve.
You should be a murderer and should be associated with killing.
It doesn't match her appearance, and it actually has little connection with her experience. It's a hint that is quite unconventional.
Yu Xuanyi does not deny that she takes this kind of thing too lightly, so that she behaves like a cold person who lacks emotion and empathy. But this is actually the result of desperation.
after all……
She stopped thinking about it, held her hand, held her breath and concentrated, and stopped letting messy thoughts interfere with her.
Maybe... I should see a psychiatrist, she thought.
In her most fanatical stage, she had never had such an idea, and she would never have such an idea. A girl with a lot of chuunibyou will not think that she will have any psychological problems.
The only one who thinks there is a problem is the whole world.
But the situation is different now. Yu Xuanyi feels that maybe she should return to a normal life and stop having those unusual dreams.
Like before everything happened - in the final analysis, maybe it was the changes brought about by the Yiwei incident, or it might be related to what happened in the theater.
But no matter what, if the case is solved, all distracting thoughts will be cleared away. Yu Xuanyi's brows gradually relaxed, remembering the agreement between herself and Lu Yao.
Let's go and see.
She finally made her decision and no longer hesitated.
In the final analysis, she had never had any doubts about cooperating with the person she had reunited with after a long separation.
After all, no one knows better than Yu Xuanyi that he is a guy with an overly strong sense of morality. He is not a holy lady who saves the world, but he is definitely a passionate fool who is worthy of belief.
As a former middle school girl, Yu Xuanyi has watched many anime works, but she has never found such a bizarre and contradictory guy, who is contradictory but makes people inexplicably trust her.
But there is a slight deviation. After all, he is a relatively smart fool, so he should be different.
But Yu Xuanyi cannot deny that an emotion very similar to the one a few years ago arose in her heart: it was like a fire was reignited, and it was like the world suddenly became different.
Lu Yao, who thought he was a genius but was regarded as an "idiot", also felt very complicated at this time.
Because his immediate boss assigned him two tasks.
One that will make many veterans feel anxious, about the strange killer who is good at hype and stands at the center of public opinion, even making people laugh or cry.
The other one is about his old friend.
The second Lu Yao didn't feel surprised. After all, he already had a certain understanding of Xuanyi, and the relationship was just at a critical value. He could approach Yu Xuanyi blatantly without making Yu Xuanyi suspicious.
This is to be expected, but the former is not.
Absolutely not.
I don’t know if Li Ming is the most troublesome killer in history, but he is definitely a killer who makes people bald.
Not only is the method of committing the crime so exquisite, but also because the killer's "periphery" is so extensive. The target of the crime was involved in many serious crimes. After committing the crime, he also used an invisible thing like the Internet to cause trouble... Researching this killer is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. Not only must we eliminate all kinds of imitation crimes that can be completed at low cost, but we must also try to study the large amount of invalid information given by Liming himself.
Because of this, when Yu Xuanyi drove to the police station by herself, and when he got out of the car and handed her the information, her expression had not yet been controlled, and she still looked inexplicably nervous and uneasy.
It's weird, at least for her character.
"Do you need to take me in for questioning?" Yu Xuanyi saw the problem and passed the envelope in her hand to Lu Yao's hand through her gloves. "This is what Wu Guixi hid in the drawer. She is working on the set recently. It's inconvenient to come here, but I basically know everything about her. As for this envelope, I was wearing gloves when I took it out. I haven't touched it before, so there won't be any of mine stuck to it. But most of it is probably Wu Guixi's. fingerprints, she has been showing off this thing for herself for a long time."
Lu Yao hurriedly thanked him, took the things in his hands, and put them in the evidence bag prepared in advance.
"You got her things so easily? And if you didn't tell her, wouldn't she be angry with such a precious object?" Lu Yao clicked his tongue.
"This matter is for me." Yu Xuanyi smiled, took off her gloves and put them in her pocket. "It has nothing to do with her. If it affects the job she finally got, it's my fault." Besides, I really don’t want to hear her complaints with snot and tears after she found out that she was deceived by fake fans. Doesn’t it have to be me who suffers?”
She said it quite easily.
But half of them are correct. She really felt that Wu Guixi was still living her silly girl's dreams, happily thinking that it would be better for her to have a sincere and die-hard fan.
At least it would prevent her confidence from being frustrated too quickly.
"Actually, we don't have anything to ask." Lu Yao seemed quite calm, "We also know that you actually have nothing to do with Yao Shenghai. We just need to explain some related whereabouts during that time..."
Yu Xuanyi had already prepared.
In the afternoon of that day, Wu Guixi, who was on vacation, prepared to make time for the performance tickets booked by fans, and took Yu Xuanyi to go shopping.
It took half a day to walk around. Because of this, when Yu Xuanyi got up early and dragged Wu Guixi, who was lying in bed, back to the car, the entire back seat was filled with shopping products that Wu Guixi wanted to bring back to the crew. This was the result of having streamlined some of the shopping upstairs last night. Even so, after arriving at the set, Wu Guixi got out of the car and moved things with the same posture as moving large and small bags. Yu Xuanyi really couldn't understand the intensity of this kind of retaliatory consumption.
Surveillance cameras and store clerks throughout the streets can vouch for them.
But what Yu Xuanyi didn't know was that, at least in the eyes of Lu Yao who knew the investigation of the case, she had an alibi.
So she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, under this situation, it is unlikely that Yu Xuanyi will continue to take the blame.
Lu Yao cleared his throat and asked again after understanding the relevant situation: "Actually, I don't have much to say, but I have a personal question to ask you. Do you mind?"
She felt guilty, but not completely guilty. After all, her expression was calm and she understood the true meaning of lying like some people.
Yu Xuanyi nodded in acquiescence.
"I want to know, what do you think of Liming now?" Lu Yao tilted his head slightly and asked frankly.
Silence hung in the air for several seconds.
Yu Xuanyi shook his head and sighed.
It's not that she couldn't think of the killer immediately, it's just that the question at this time happened to bring back some memories in her. Some were around twenty years ago, some were a few years ago.
These are not too bland memories, and they are even less satisfying.
"If I'm being honest," she raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth that had always lacked undulations curved into a smile that was not a smile, "my thoughts now should be pretty much the same as before."
It’s just not mentioned often.
She secretly thought that perhaps some unknown emotion was aroused in her heart.
It became entangled and complicated again, even with some surging waves, warm and sticky, like an ocean of blood, rippling in my mind.
So much so that even the cover-up has become nothingness.
