Two days ago, Dai Xiaojun's wife picked up her son who was studying in kindergarten from school. On her way home, the car had just reached the middle of the crossroads when a large truck suddenly rushed over and pushed him over from the car.

After investigation, the driver was drunk driving, overloaded, and there were both personal evidence and physical evidence, which was just an accident.

A neighbor responded that Dai Xiaojun had a good relationship with his wife. After the accident happened to his wife and children, he got drunk for two consecutive days and saw him climbing to the top floor alone.

I just thought he wanted to get some breath... After all, who would care about climbing stairs if he was fine?

But I didn't expect that from going upstairs to falling, it was no more than three minutes.

In other words, he climbed up the stairs, then ran and rushed towards the roof wall without any pauses, and jumped down.

Su Xin felt that the wind was blowing on her body for no reason. Look at the sky, it was already late spring and it was almost summer. How could it feel like the chilly spring?

Why did this happen when I first came? Oh, wrong, two days ago, she decided to deal with the case, and then Dai Xiaojun's wife and children and himself had accidents one after another. Could it be that there is anything to do with this?

Although there was a cordon under the floor, there were still a group of people outside, and they occasionally raised their heads and stretched their necks to look at the roof.

Or he was talking enthusiastically with the people next to him, his face was full of curiosity and his spirits. What's even more bizarre is that another woman simply moved a stool and sat next to him to watch the fun...

Su Xin suddenly thought of something, turned to a remote corner, took a talisman on her body, then crossed the cordon and climbed to the top of the building.

The police have carefully investigated the place, and there are no traces of others present.

When he arrived at the rooftop, Su Xin found that the wall was very high, about 1.6 meters tall, and there was a slightly concave arc. Even Su Xin himself could only barely touch one head out.

As an ordinary person, if you want to climb such a high platform directly, you need a great starting speed and impulse, because there is no place to focus on your feet, and you also need strong arm strength to lift your body up.

Su Xin had seen a photo of Dai Xiaojun on the information before. He was wearing a black-framed glasses and was quite thin. The most important thing was that he was only 169cm tall.

Su Xin turned her head and saw a surveillance probe next to her, facing the stairs, which was just wide-angle.

I felt aroused in my heart and quickly arrived at the surveillance video of this building through the special case team.

The video shows exactly the same as the witness's description: Dai Xiaojun has been drunk and climbing to the roof alone for three consecutive days since his wife and children's car accident. No one expected that he would suddenly jump from above.

In the picture, a staggering man was carrying a bottle of white wine in his hand, holding the railing in one hand, and climbing up from the entrance of the stairs.

His eyes looked straight into the distance, a sneer floated on the corner of his mouth, then he poured two sips of wine into his mouth, and then rushed forward screaming and screaming. His body was like an agile monkey, which slammed over the high fence and disappeared into the camera.

Su Xin replays the video and freezes the scene where Dai Xiaojun drinks for the last time.

That slight smile...is not like despair caused by sadness and pain, but more like... contempt and provocation.

When the thought just arose, she saw the man in the video suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the camera, and looked at Su Xin, who was watching the video.

Her mouth cracked into a gap like a black hole, and there were two black holes in her eyes. She looked like she was laughing, but her whole face was pale and stiff, which made her suddenly think of the mask in her mind. She just left holes in her mouth and eyes.

Su Xin's hair stood upside down. He looked at it again and found that the video was playing normally again.

She played it back a few times, and there was no shot of the man suddenly looking back at the camera.

It was as if the glance just now was just an illusion from her.

Su Xin rubbed her temples, and she could already determine that something was wrong with Dai Xiaojun, which must be related to the face.

Looking at the entire "Mask" archive, no one has actually seen what that mask looks like. All descriptions of it come from Su Qin's "Travel Notes".

Of course, the special case team would not be so hasty about a case. The real name for this is because the two special case team members who have been replaced have said that they are masks.

For ordinary people, this is a simple suicide case that cannot be simple, and Dai Xiaojun also has a motive for suicide, so his family has taken the body back and has no intention of continuing to check it out.

Su Xin also wanted to make the last step of confirmation and rushed to the crematorium, where the yin energy inside was forced.

She found that there were indeed no traces of the soul left on Dai Xiaojun's body.

Generally speaking, within three days after a person dies, there is a heavy breath of soul left on his body, which is a mark left on his soul, so someone will return to his soul after he dies for a few days.

But Dai Xiaojun's body was like a white board.

Isn’t the mask just a hole in the eyes and mouth on a white board?

Just as Susin was thinking, the corpse burner placed the body on a special metal table, then pushed it into the stove and closed the lid.

The flames inside wrapped the body up...

With a "boom", the lying corpse suddenly slammed up, and a mask appeared on his face, which gradually faded away under the lick of flames, and then the corpse was slowly burned to ashes.

Su Xin saw clearly that the mask that suddenly appeared in the flames was the kind of mask similar to "Nuo".

Su Xin remembers that he had seen it in a record program before, saying that this was a kind of god believed in by ancient people, which could help people drive away plagues and evil spirits, and even became a prosperous sacrificial culture.

Nuo's mask is no longer the whiteboard that Su Xin saw in a "trance" before, but is very exaggerated, with abrupt eyes, a big cracked blood-colored mouth, sharp fangs, and a bit ferocious.

Whether it is the white board that Su Xin "sees" before or the Nuo who is beating in the flames in front of him, it is definitely not related to the "soft and vivid texture" written in Su Qin's travel notes.

The corpse burner was also shocked by the scene in front of him, but he had seen many strange things working here for many years, so he rubbed his eyes, sighed, shook his head, and continued to work, such as turning the corpse and letting it burn fully.

Seeing that nothing happened again, Su Xin left quietly.

She turned around for the past two or three days and confirmed only one thing: the "mask" was not limited to that mountain village as stated in the archives, but was in the life of ordinary people with another kind of behavior, and then took away people's lives without realizing it.

No wonder the special case team still did not give up on this case!
Chapter completed!