Chapter 13 Dream
When Luo Xun took out the map of Dongzhou from his pocket, Chi Xia became even more curious about this person.
"Why are you standing there? Come and help." Luo Xun sat on the floor by the window and unfolded the map.
Chi Xia said "oh" and squatted down to hold down the two corners of the map.
Then, Luo Xun took out a pencil as long as his middle finger from his pocket.
Chi Xia's gaze remained fixed for a moment, and a smile quickly flashed across his face.
Luo Xun marked a few points on the map with a pencil, and said, "At first, we looked for common points among the three victims, but we didn't find any intersection or connection between their residences and commuting routes. But if we change the target to this."
He placed the almost-flattened tip of his pencil on one of the dots, wrote two words, and glanced out the window.
"Each exhibition hall."
Chi Xia followed his gaze and said the common answer in their hearts.
This exhibition hall was exactly the one where the "Drowning Man" exhibition was held. Just now, when Luo Xun was standing by the window, he saw the signboard of this exhibition hall.
It may not seem like anything special during the day, but now, the flashing signs stand out in the night.
"Zhang Wen, Lin Wei, Chen Li, there is a small path near the homes of these three victims."
The pencil makes a sound when it is drawn across the map, and the line bends, but the final center point will reach one place.
Their own exhibition halls.
Chi Xia was not familiar with the routes in this area, but she knew very well that Luo Xun's words meant that he had already known the terrain around the victim very well, but...
"Captain Luo, when did you survey the terrain around Chen Li's home?" Chi Xia asked him.
Luo Xun snorted and laughed: "Comrade, I grew up in Dongzhou."
Chi Xia said "oh" and found the question funny.
She looked down at the intersection on the map and asked Luo Xun: "Captain Luo, should we go take a look?"
"What are you looking at?"
Luo Xun rolled up the map and hit her on the head: "I think you really don't want to live anymore, pack up, go home, and find your mothers."
Chi Xia realized belatedly and looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning.
"Where do you live? I'll take you there." Luo Xun asked as they walked.
Chi Xia pursed her lips behind him and said, "It's getting late anyway, Captain Luo, I'll go back to the police station, how about you?"
Luo Xun was stunned, looked her up and down for a while, and got into the car directly: "Hurry up, sit in the back."
Chi Xia immediately got in and just sat down when she heard Luo Xun say, "It's a long way back, you can take a nap."
There were no lights on in the car, and the back seat was dark. Chi Xia smiled quietly, "Okay."
…
Chi Xia didn't fall asleep when she returned to the police station. There was a cool breeze along the way and she enjoyed the journey peacefully.
I took advantage of this time to sort out the confusion in my mind.
Unlike the freshness outside, the task force office is extremely dull.
As soon as Luo Xun entered, he opened all the windows, brought out a few plates of mosquito coils, lit one at each window, then slumped down on a chair, put his legs on another chair, and opened the psychology book he had taken from Chen Li's house and covered his face with it.
This counts as sleeping, and it looks very experienced.
"Just find a place to sleep by yourself."
His voice came from under the book: "This is the work of the task force. You are a girl, so you should think about it carefully. I don't deny that you are smart, but you can't just be smart to do this job. The Propaganda Department is a good place."
Chi Xia took out a wet towel and wiped her table. Looking at the towel that quickly turned black, she asked Luo Xun: "Captain Luo, I haven't done it yet, how do you know I can't do it?"
Luo Xun's breathing paused under the book. After a few seconds, he took the book off, sat up and looked in Chi Xia's direction, meeting her eyes.
Before he could speak, Chi Xia spoke first.
"I know what you're worried about, Captain Luo. It's nothing more than those things, but I think..."
She paused, then suddenly smiled: "Except for bleeding a few more days than you every month, we can do what you can do. Since I came here, I have never thought of relying on the word "girl" to make anyone treat me specially. If someone thinks so, it's not my problem, it's his problem."
These words left Luo Xun speechless.
Listen, listen to how sharp her words are. Isn't this a blatant statement that he, Luo Xun, looks down on her?
Did he? Did he look down on her? What kind of place is the special task force? It is a den of wolves and tigers. What kind of people are they dealing with? She is a girl with thin arms and legs...
never mind!
He sneered, not bothering to explain, and lay back down again, covering his face with the book, his breathing revealing discomfort.
"Then I'll wait and see. Hopefully it's my problem."
Chi Xia did not answer. After wiping the table, she lay on it, staring at the mosquito coil plate near the window. She watched the incense sticks rise and then be blown away by the wind. As she watched, she felt sleepy.
But Chi Xia slept very painfully that time. In her dream, the fire rushed towards her again and again, and she could only see a pair of tender and slender hands through the burning flames.
She couldn't see the person in the flames, but she could clearly feel the force with which the other person was pushing her.
He used all his strength to push her out of the sea of fire.
"Little fox, you must live on, live for a long, long time, and I will protect you for the rest of my life."
Chi Xia heard the other person talking, his voice was hoarse and painful due to the burning fire.
She felt deep sadness and anger in her dream. She wanted to run forward, but the road ahead was foggy. She wanted to retreat, but the road behind her was engulfed by flames.
She stood in the middle and was nowhere to be found. She looked down and found that her shoes were gone. There was a piece of glass stuck in the back of her foot and blood was flowing out of her flesh.
The scene changed. She didn't know where she was lying. She couldn't open her eyes. She could only smell the fishy smell of soil mixed with the smell of disinfectant, which made her feel nauseous and wanted to vomit, but her body was fixed there and her skin felt waves of fine stinging pain.
In the pain of being dizzy, she wanted to call out a name. That name seemed so familiar to her, but when it came to her lips , she couldn't shout it out. In her dream, her heart was beating like a drum, and the anger accumulated in her body was about to overflow. She wanted to rush into the sea of fire and break free.
Since she can't escape, she chooses to die together!
With a long breath and a tingling sensation on the tip of his tongue, Chi Xia woke up from his dream.
My throat was dry, my back was soaked with sweat, my hair was stuck to my forehead, and my whole body was sticky.
Who is that voice?
This dream that has been tormenting her since five years ago, the familiar feeling of humiliation and indignation in the dream, and the real scars on the back of her feet, what do they mean to her?
What is the connection between her hidden past and the death of her parents?
She has been investigating for five years, and to this day, it's still a mess.
Chi Xia stood up and glanced in the direction of Luo Xun. He was still in the same state as before he fell asleep, and the book covering his face did not move at all despite his rising and falling breathing.
She took a glass of water and stood by the window. The sky gradually brightened and there was a slight moisture in the air. The wind blew over, mixed with the remnants of nightmares, which made her shiver. Chi Xia woke up completely, but the words in the dream kept circling in her mind at this time.
"Little fox, you must live on, live for a long, long time, and I will protect you for the rest of my life."
Who are you?
Chi Xia asked himself.
Who am I?
