Chapter 1088: Fog Demon (10)

The busy day is nothing.
Of course, for the old Jack, nothing was achieved, and Yu Chu looked at the scene of the case, and he remembered the intersection with the perverted murderer. The silver knife was collected by her, and every time I saw it, it was a bit creepy.
It’s like staying with the breath of death.
Fortunately, after so many planes, I am used to the big winds and waves, and I can accept something for the horror.
In the evening, she watched the old Jack walk into the room and turned back to her place.
The housing of the Detective Agency is on the second floor. The corner is the room of the original owner. Yu Chu walked in and closed the door. There was still some anxiety in my heart. I remembered the arrow...
The next goal is most likely old Jack.
Either the murderer changed his mind and did not kill himself. He returned to want to kill himself.
Her mood is a little nervous. This feeling is like knowing who the other person's goal is, but can't predict how this metamorphosis will be shot, when to shoot, and how cruel and bloody...
Yu Chu sighed and found that he was really sighing in this position. She lay down on the bed and her fingers slowly touched the cold silver knife under the pillow.
In the middle of the night.
With a horrified scream, Yu Chu opened his eyes in an instant, his fingers subconsciously touched the pillow, took the silver knife out, and sat up.
It was a girl's scream, it should be an apprentice of the detective agency, but because the voice was too horrified, Yu Chu did not tell which one.
This is not outside, it is in the detective agency, what can be done?
She went out in her pajamas and saw the door of the old Jack's room wide open. The old heads of several detective agencies gathered outside the door and looked pale and terrified.
The girls all covered their mouths, a look that they couldn’t vomit and vomit, and their legs were softly on the ground.
Yu Chu's heart fretting, stepping forward, standing at the door and looking inside.
Just looking at it and seeing the horrible death of Old Jack, she removed her gaze and bit her lip.
The taste is as thick as dust, and this breath only makes the stomach fall into the sea.
A few old detectives have seen a lot of cases, and their faces are pale, but they still walk in, and at the same time they turn back to several girls: "Come in and write records."
A few girls all looked horrified, and some people dared to enter the room to record.
Yu Chu licked his lips, turned back to the room and took a pen and paper, then went back to the old Jack's room and walked in.
The old detectives looked around the body and she retired. There was a layer of gauze in the middle of the room, and the crowd in front was crowded, and Yu Yu silently retreated to the side.
She looked at the body far away.
The chest is still a straight, beautiful silver knife.
It is exactly the same as the one in your room.
She slowly observed the blood around her, and also looked around the ground, but did not find new pointing symbols. Does the murderer have no next goal?
She was thinking silently, and suddenly there was a clean and clear breath, and her hands clasped her gently and slyly from behind, as if death was silent.
Yu Chu is a moment of rigidity.
To be honest, she has experienced so many planes and she has never been so shocked.
If it is not psychologically strong enough, I am afraid that she will have to scream when she is hugged.
The person behind him was surprised. The slender hand wrapped around her waist, with awkward and strange, and the tone was a little lazy. "You are so cute. I like it."