"At that time, I was really scared. I also knew that they could see that my eyes were so dull that I looked straight ahead without any reaction. In this way, another ten minutes passed.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again. I heard someone on the phone saying something exciting. Then the group of big men looked at me and said that my face was very good-looking. Then someone said that they were all silly and had no meaning at all. "

The girl's eyes staring at the front, no expression, mouth inside the mechanical repetition of these words.

I want to return to the scene I described.

Her tone of voice slowly lost emotion, no sadness, no fear, just repeated mechanically: "their eyes looked back and forth on me, as if they were looking at a piece of goods, their tone was obscene, they teased and touched my chest, finally they gave up when they saw that I didn't react at all.

At this time, Roland began to scream madly. She was scared to death. He was really scared to death. Under such oppression, no one can't go crazy. She hit the ground with her head. She even wanted to die. The group of perverts found out that Roland was more energetic than me. Roland responded, so they... "

"Well, no more." Fang Qian suddenly gave a sharp sound.

The girl was so scared that she shivered all over. Her eyes were full of fear again. She quickly dragged the quilt into the corner of the wall.

Fang Qian watched her withdraw from that state. This time he was relieved and said with a smile, "let's talk about something else and have a rest. It seems that you majored in hotel management?"

The girl's eyes are gray, which hides a strong sadness, just like a small lake, not huge, very quiet, but extremely deep, so quiet sadness.

"Why did you choose this major?"

The other side is also trying to adjust themselves, gently said: "because my father let me learn."

"Oh, does Dad have a big hotel?"

The girl replied with a ashamed smile: "no, it's just a small restaurant, but my father firmly believes that it will develop into a big hotel in the future, so he asked me to study this major. I'm about to graduate, but my family is still a small restaurant."

Talking about family affairs, the girl's mood is obviously relaxed.

"Well, what are you going to do after graduation? You can't manage dad's restaurant."

The little girl with long brown hair was also worried: "I was going to do a secretarial job with a good diploma, but now I want to go abroad."

"Going abroad?"

"Well, when this happens, I want to go to a place I don't know."

Fang Qian nodded, indicating that he could understand: "where are you going?"

"Go out of country y, which is my favorite country. I secretly tell you that I used to study oil painting. I spent all my pocket money and new year's Eve in my spare time to study oil painting. After three years in high school, I also want to study abroad. I can't afford it at home. The older generation think it's a waste of money.

In their eyes, it's good to find a practical major and get a good job after reading, so I can't even read the oil painting major of the imperial capital. "

The girl's face is more Aura, the whole person no longer looks lifeless: "these days I have been thinking, if I died that day, what would happen?

I'm sorry. I still have too many things that I don't have the energy to do. I'm looking forward to the Renaissance Y country. I have no money, no opportunity, no time and no courage. I want to go around when I'm still alive. I don't have to read. At least I look up. "

Looking at the girl's wish, each bright person has his own dream and beautiful, he followed the warm smile: "OK, I understand, do you want to go to y Guoxue oil painting?"

"No, I'm just thinking. There's no chance."

Fang Qian didn't seem to hear this sentence, and continued to say his own content: "well, how about Bologna University? The art department, one of the four major schools in Europe, is very important. I heard that a few years ago, the school established its own museum. "

The girl's eyes twinkled, and then denied: "no, Dad won't send me, a year's tuition will be more than 100000."

Fang Qian's eyes also moved: "I'll send you. I'll pay for the tuition and living expenses."

The girl tilted her head and looked at him: "you?"

After all, Fang Qian looks very ordinary. Apart from his honest face and my decent temperament, the rest are very ordinary.

"Yes, don't you believe it?"

"You... Why did you do that?" The girl is a little flustered.

"No why, I just don't want an oil painting master to fall."

The girl's mouth twitched, and she even showed a very ugly smile. Then her face was full of tears, and she said, "later they * lost Roland, and Roland lost several arms. After another ten minutes, I know it must be me next.

At that time, I was so stupid that I didn't react at all. We hit me with a stick. We groaned and shed tears. There was no scream. Those people said they were not interested and turned to eat.

When the ten minute deadline came, I was still * ed. they put a knife on my neck and said they wanted to cut my throat. They took photos of me * and didn't know who sent them to.

I don't know why. When I was about to be killed in the end, they stopped. When the knife left my neck, I couldn't help looking at the corpses all over the room. My eyes went black and completely fainted. "

"I thought I was going to die. I really thought I was dead, but I didn't. I survived."

After a pause, the girl looked at him and said, "that's all I know. I'm finished."

Fang Qian closed his notebook with the voice: "thank you for your cooperation."

"Can I ask you a question? Why do you take the initiative to cooperate with my investigation? Your psychiatrist also said that you are not suitable to do this now. You are likely to have a mental breakdown. "

The girl licked her lips, like crying and laughing: "Lulu and Lijun died, and Roland also committed suicide. I'm the only one who survived. I've been thinking about why I lived and why I didn't die in that room at the beginning. When you came to me, I suddenly understood that letting me live is to bring the murderer to justice."

Girl a pair of flaming pupils, full of hope to look at her: "police, you will certainly catch the murderer, right?"

Looking at those eyes, Fang Qian thought and answered, "yes."