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Reaching out his hand, he habitually took out the dagger with strange patterns from beside the pillow. Almost as soon as he touched it, Ye Zhao felt a very comfortable air flow along his fingertips, through his arms, and along his cervical spine. Upwards, and then warmly evaporated in the mind, making people instantly clearer.
If in the past, he felt that seeing this dagger would give him peace of mind was a psychological effect, then this time he can be sure that the feeling of the air flowing in his body is so clear that he can see the whole process, it is definitely not an illusion !
How could this be? The belly of the thumb rubbed the uneven pattern on the scabbard, Ye Zhao couldn't help but carefully recalled the scene when he found the dagger——
At that time, he was too young, about three or four years old, and he still lived in the old house with his grandfather. The old house is a zigzag structure, with a patio in the middle, surrounded by corridors with low sloping eaves, connecting the rooms. One of them is dedicated to placing sundries. It is narrow and dark, and it has been hidden for many years, but it has not been locked. don't remember for what reason, maybe just out of curiosity, he pushed the door and walked in one day. The specific appearance of the room is blurred now that he thinks about it. He only remembered that the first time he entered, he saw a box under a small desk - old, dusty, with a copper buckle. The wooden box is so ordinary that it is too simple, and there is even a spider web between it and the wall.
The dagger was found in that chest.
Ye Zhao frowned and thought about almost all the details he could remember, but he didn't find anything special about the dagger. The only thing that was strange was his grandfather's later reflection. Generally, adults will not let such a small child touch a sharp weapon that has been cut, so as not to hurt where. When Grandpa knew that he had taken the dagger, he just sighed, touched his head and said, "Use it carefully." He didn't take it away, and didn't say anything more.
I always heard people say that antiquities are all spiritual. Although this dagger can't tell the specific age, it seems to be an old thing. Maybe that's the reason? Other than that, Ye Zhao couldn't think of a better explanation.
Ye Zhao shook his head, put the dagger back next to the pillow, got up and opened the curtains and left the bedroom.
It was unexpectedly quiet outside the room, and the entire living room was empty. The guy who swore yesterday that he would eat three meals a day didn't even see a trace.
Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at the guest room. Sure enough, the door was still closed. He walked over, reached out and tried to twist the door handle, but found that the door was hidden, and opened it with a slight push.
"Huh?" Ye Zhao was a little puzzled. He clearly remembered that Nie Renyan closed the door last night. Did he get up again in the middle of the night? Thinking like this, he suddenly remembered the sound of the door opening when he woke up in the middle of the night last night, and he understood it. It was probably Nie Renyan getting up to drink water or going to the toilet.
In the guest room, Nie Renyan was sleeping soundly wrapped in blankets, lying on the right side as always, frowning habitually.
What about breakfast? Since was sentenced to sleep in the guest room, why not go on strike? Ye Zhao leaned against the door of the room with his arms in his arms and silently looked at a guy who was sleeping in the dark.
Since Nie Renyan came, Lord Ye, who had never been in the kitchen again, finally grabbed the spatula in desperation.
The TV in the living room was on, and Ye Zhao frowned when he heard the reports one after another. Passenger ships in the Yangtze River capsized one after another. According to the survivors, it was because of water monsters... The water tanks in aquariums all over the country, including many hotels, were all borrowed. The temperament of the fish has changed... A large wave of fishing boats in the coastal area were attacked, causing serious casualties...
Ye Zhao put the fried eggs on the table, looked up at the TV, and saw that the sea area released on the screen was full of wreckage of fishing boats, and the surrounding area was dark red. This should be a shot from the sky. Compared with the "big wave fishing boat attacked" heard, the visual effect of such a piece of láng is even more terrifying. Reporters tracked and reported the rescue situation on the shore. Except for some survivors, they were transported into medical vehicles on stretchers, and most of them were a long line of corpses covered with white cloth. The data scrolled at the bottom of the screen - "The number of confirmed deaths is 76, and the number of missing is 502..."
Those who are confirmed dead are those whose bodies can be found, and those who are missing...
Thinking of the topic of "aquatic creatures changing temperament and food intake soaring" that he talked about at the police station yesterday, Ye Zhao looked at the number of missing people who scrolled past, and suddenly felt a chill.
The ringing of the mobile phone suddenly reminded me that Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, then strode to the coffee table, picked it up and saw that it was Xia Zhiming's call, and pressed the answer button: "Zhiming?"
"Ah, it's me." Xia Zhiming was noisy again. He heard Ye Zhao's voice being a little lazy and asked, "You just got up?"
"Well, I got up a little late." Ye Zhao replied, "What's wrong? You seem to be in a mess over there, what happened?"
"Hey! Don't mention it! Just last night, somewhere in the suburbs of Western Film, a person died! TMD, do you think this murderer can't stop for a while? Seeing that it's getting more and more chaotic, he came to join in the fun!" Xia Zhiming seemed to be teased Filled with anger, he sighed and continued, "But I didn't call you to say that. Early this morning, we contacted the relatives of all the victims, including yesterday's case, and found that the victims really had all of them. One thing in common - these people have all mentioned that they can see some things that ordinary people can't see, but most of them are not taken seriously. In this way, at least one thing can be clear in this case is that the murderer's The target should be this kind of people..."