10. The fifth death

When Jiang Yanche's eyes fell on Si Qin, Si Qin also looked up.

The two looked at each other, but because of their different identities, they nodded slightly for the time being. Then, each of them integrated into their own roles.

Staying in the lecture hall was completely a nuisance. Jiang Yanche first saw Professor Liu off. After seeing him start to talk about human relationships with other academic masters, Jiang Yanche smacked his lips, returned, and found Luo Wuyou at the door of the lecture hall.

"What do you think?"

"I... looked at it with a confused face."

...

Good guy, one sentence killed the conversation.

As if realizing that this was not the time to joke, Luo Wuyou giggled a few times and spoke again:

"I think, if the entire dream world is likened to a game, we may be involved in the main task now."

Very vivid, Jiang Yanche nodded thoughtfully.

It is impossible to have such a coincidence that on the first day of coming to the dream world, I participated in a lecture and encountered a death. And according to the police, there are more than one such death cases, which have been listed as serial murders.

At the same time, three dreamers gathered directly at the crime scene!

But... since it's a murder, then who is the murderer?

This is also the problem that is currently giving the police a headache.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the side. It was Si Qin. He walked out of the lecture hall without saying anything, but just gestured to the two of them to talk for a while.

Coming to the backstage of the lecture hall, it is called the backstage, but in fact it is a utility room that is ordinary and cannot be more ordinary. The surfaces of many abandoned desks and chairs are covered with a thick layer of dust due to the rotation of time.

"Tsk, it's so dirty."

Luo Wuyou had just entered and didn't notice that one hand was on the surface of the abandoned desk.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic, captain, do you have any clues?" Jiang Yanche ignored Luo Wuyou's shouting, he valued the incident itself more.

Si Qin nodded, but looked around, his face solemn:

"Before talking about the case, I remind you, Xiao Luo, Xiao Jiang, if you want to survive, you should devote yourself to your current identity."

Jiang Yanche has already noticed this, but Si Qin's words still make him a little concerned.

Jiang Yanche: "Survive? Could it be that someone has entered the dream..."

Si Qin narrowed his eyes. From his eyes, Jiang Yanche read palpitations and fear. These two emotions appear in the eyes of criminals, which are inherently contradictory.

Si Qin: "Yes, Yong Li, remember, the girl who studied French. Before the case, our bureau was receiving a foreign guest who happened to speak French, and Yong Li came to be the translator. As a result...

"She muttered, 'Why do you have to study in your dreams?', and was targeted by everyone in the room at the time, and was shot dead by a leader of our bureau. "

"Are you sure? Did you die in a dream or in reality?"

"I am sure. If you fail in the role-playing here, you will die in reality as well!"

Yong Li's death seemed to have left a deep psychological shadow on Si Qin. During the conversation, he didn't even dare to say the word "dream".

He pointed to the inner pocket of his shirt, which contained a Bluetooth headset. As the captain, Si Qin had obviously contacted Company X and received a certain response.

After learning about this, Jiang Yanche and Luo Wuyou's faces turned pale instantly. They couldn't help but feel relieved, but after being relieved, they were infinitely afraid.

If they had not escaped the encirclement and gaze of the dream world when they were exposed before, they would probably have received lunch boxes.

After warning them to be careful about the role, Si Qin officially began to describe the case:

"This deceased, named Shang Zhou, was the secretary of the School of Literature. He was the fifth deceased in the entire serial case. The cause of death was the same as the previous four deaths, sudden cardiac death.

"Although the cause of death was the same, there were still unsolved issues. These five people had no history of congenital or acquired heart disease. A few days before their death, they did not smoke, drink, stay up late, and other negative behaviors. No history of disease, no bad habits, no excessive emotional fluctuations. The probability of sudden death under such circumstances is very small."

After saying this, Jiang Yanche and Luo Wuyou understood why the criminals classified it as murder.

Although people have the probability of sudden death in normal life, it is impossible for five cases to suddenly appear in one city.

Jiang Yanche: "When did the first deceased die?"

"A week ago. "Yes, the last piece of the puzzle has been put together. In just one week, five people died suddenly without symptoms. No matter how you look at it, it is too coincidental, unless there is an abnormal, supernatural force involved... But in the dream world, why must it kill people? Si Qin continued to speak, but his speed was slightly faster. As a criminal, he left for too long, which would easily arouse suspicion:

"We investigated five cases and looked for the connections between them. We finally found that the victims of the five cases had no common characteristics, no matter from the perspective of identity, age, or place of death. The only commonality is that there was a white cat at the scene of the five crimes."

"White cat?!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yanche and Luo Wuyou exclaimed at the same time. In front of them, the same little figure appeared at the same time.

Luo Wuyou put on an incredible expression:

"You don't think that the white cat is the murderer's tool? This is impossible. How can a cat cause sudden death?!"

"It is precisely because no one dares to be sure that the progress of the case investigation has been stagnant." Si Qin shook his head helplessly, and then, as if he realized something, his pupils shrank, "Have you two seen it?"

Jiang Yanche nodded and said: "Yes, it was in the lecture hall just now..."

Luo Wuyou: "I saw it on the road!"

The information provided by the two did not dispel Si Qin's suspicion of the white cat. On the contrary, it gradually deepened.

It was not for anything else, but because when the venue was cleared, the relevant personnel specially checked in the lecture hall, and there was no cat creature at all.

But there were still two criminal officers guarding the door, and still no cat escaped.

In other words...

The white cat evaporated directly in the lecture hall?

Si Qin did not tell Jiang Yanche and the others about this. Years of investigating cases have made him pay attention to the authenticity of words, and he will not say anything he is not sure of.

...

The three did not talk more, but just exchanged contact information in the dream world and then separated.

This made Jiang Yanche suddenly feel that this lecture was not in vain!

At least in the task of exploring the dream world, he had a direction when he was confused. But the subsequent investigation still had to wait for Si Qin to send news, after all, such vicious incidents would definitely be blocked by the media. Ordinary people like him had no channels to know.

Returning to the role, Professor Liu Minsheng didn't know where he went. After saying hello on the phone, Jiang Yanche said goodbye to Luo Wuyou at the school gate and walked home alone.

Along the way, he was thinking about the lecture. During the lecture, he was observing the audience in the gaps between switching PPTs. At that time, he didn't know Shang Zhou.

But he was sure that there was nothing unusual in the audience at that time. All the teachers listened carefully to Professor Liu's lecture. Some students who were forced to attend the lecture lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones out of boredom.

Indulging in memories, he woke up again and walked into the community.

Passing by the stairs, he felt a little unnatural. The nightmare created by X Company was too realistic. Jiang Yanche probably wouldn't forget it in a short time. Walking up this staircase means the countdown to falling from the building.

Shaking his head and sighing, Jiang Yanche took the elevator back to his doorstep.

The moment he opened the door, he was stunned. In his heart, all the previous thoughts about the lecture and the stairs disappeared, replaced by horror!

His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, like a withered tree, and his face turned pale instantly.

In front of him, there was an uninvited guest in the room.

It was sitting in the living room, facing the door, as if waiting for Jiang Yanche's return.

It was a...

... white cat!