C5 The temptation of high-heeled boots

"Alright, come with me." Hua Yue threw the contract into the air, and the black falcon immediately took the contract.

Hua Yue turned and walked along the corridor. I followed him, looking after him, especially as the man was tall and handsome.

If it was a dream, then I must be suffering from a second disease.

After bringing the skeptical person to the front of a row of bookshelves, Hua Yue took out a book from the middle and handed it over to me.

"Why is it a book, isn't it a file?" I asked in surprise.

"I have files here in the form of books. A person's life is just like a book. " Hua Yue said coldly.

Puzzled, I reached for the book and accidentally touched his long fingers. I felt a chill run down his spine.

This person's hand was as cold as ice. But would dreams still have a touch?

Before I could think about it, my attention was drawn to the book in my hands. The cover of the book looked like it was made of brown paper. However, it was actually written in seal form, giving off a feeling that it had gone back to the ancient times.

Since Lin Hai died young, the book that recorded his life was also very thin. I looked through it and found that it was not what I had imagined. The format of the book was similar to that of historical records.

On a certain day in a certain year, whatever Lin Hai did, it would only lack some historical significance.

However, Lin Hai's life is too ordinary, obediently went to school, graduated to work, and became a small employee. However, his information had mentioned Chen Nuo. Although it wasn't much, there was one thing that caught my attention: Chen Nuo was previously the assistant of a famous celebrity.

This celebrity was Yue Ge, and he had been famous as the Male stars for a long time as an idol. Seeing this, I was a little surprised. The star assistants probably wouldn't earn too little, but looking at the place that Lin Hai and Chen Nuo lived in, it was a little shabby. The Star Assistant would obviously follow beside the stars often, but according to Chen Nuo's completion, she was just an ordinary worker. He had already resigned from this job.

"Excuse me, may I have a look at Chen Nuo's information?" I asked the silent Hua Yue.

Hua Yue said coldly: "If you still want to give me one minute of your life."

I smiled wryly and said, "What else do you have here other than files? Is everyone's file made out of this kind of book? "

Hua Yue replied, "Everyone is a book. It's just that the book will look different, different from person to person. In addition to the books, there are pictures of people who died in the basement. "

"Photos? What's the use? " I asked.

"For the same contract, if you pay a certain lifespan, you will be able to see the scene of the person who died, hear their voices, and even feel their pain." Hua Yue said coldly.

"It's amazing," I said, amazed. "Who else but the police would do such a silly business deal?"

"There are many, but they are all relatives and friends of the deceased." Hua Yue said.

Hearing this, my interest was piqued again. Isn't this more direct than watching a character's life? So I begged Hua Yue to let me see the photo of Chen Nuo.

"Similarly, a one minute lifespan contract." Hua Yue said coldly.

I thought about it. It wouldn't matter even if I lost half an hour, let alone two.

After signing the same contract, Hua Yue brought me to the elevator and went down to the lower level.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, I stepped into a magical, spacious room.

There was nothing in the room. I couldn't even see the end of it. At first glance, there was only a pitch-black area, as if it was a black hole in space.

However, what was amazing was that there were tens of thousands of floating lanterns in the room. As the two of us walked forward, the floating lanterns lit up one by one, like there were stars in the sky. The walls on both sides of the room were covered in a dense array of photos.

There was a man, a woman, an old man, and a young woman in every picture.

From time to time there would be flashes of light, and then a picture would appear on the wall.

When I saw the constantly flashing photos, I felt a chill in my heart. It must be that another person had died in the world.

I sighed. I was a little surprised that I accepted everything that happened here. It was as though this Archive 89 should exist as a matter of course.

"That's her." Hua Yue pointed to a picture on the wall.

I turned and saw a picture of a young girl on the wall to my right. The Chen Nuo in the photo was much more "visible" and beautiful than the one I "saw".

Upon closer inspection, this Chen Nuo had an oval face and long hair. She was actually a very pretty girl.

"How do I see her before she dies?" I asked.

"Concentrate and put your hand over her picture." Hua Yue said.

I took a deep breath, cleared my mind, and thought of Chen Nuo. Then, I covered the picture of Chen Nuo with my hand.

Slowly, the wall of photos in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a lavishly decorated washroom.

Yes, this was the bathroom. There was a large mirror on the wall, and the sink was bright and clean. There were also a few bottles of exquisite silk flowers.

I felt like I had become Chen Nuo, bending over the sink to wash my hands.

At this moment, I suddenly felt as if someone was sticking close behind me. Just as I was about to turn around to take a look, I felt a sharp pain coming from my head. It was as though I was struck by a pole.

The next second, I felt as if I was being dragged up the steps and thrown somewhere. His eyes were dim and yellow, and the tip of his nose seemed to have a smell of earth mixed with dried grass. Yes, as if I were in a sack.

After struggling for a long time, Chen Nuo and I peeked out from the seams of the sack. I realized that the situation around us was a little familiar.

I recall a moment, yes, this is Linhai's home! Lin Hai and Chen Nuo's home!

It was like a bathroom, but because the house was small and the bathroom was diagonally across from a small kitchen, the kitchen door was open and I could see a pair of fine high-heeled shoes.

My eyes lit up and my attention immediately focused on the high heels.

When I was still in Criminal Police, I did a case. There was a perverted killer who was particularly infatuated with the famous high-heeled shoes of beautiful women. After killing someone, he would keep the original taste high heels of the beauty at home.

When I caught up with the pervert, he had even used a "poetic" quote from "The City of Desire" from Carrie: "Standing on high heels, I can see the whole world." "Love will pass away, but shoes will always be there."

Thanks to him, however, I had a fair understanding of famous high heels.

The high-heeled shoes that appeared in my field of vision were a pair of delicate sandals inlaid with black roses. I know that this shoe is called Roger Vivier, and it is one of the most popular ladies in Europe and the United States, or perhaps Queen Elizabeth II wore Roger Vivier's shoes in the Coronation Hall. Roger Vivier's shoes are famous for innovation, avant-garde and modernity. Presumably, the woman wearing these shoes didn't just have a good financial situation, she also had a certain level of taste.

I was about to see what the owner of the shoe looked like when suddenly my eyes flashed and I was back in the dark room.

"You must have seen what you wanted to know." Hua Yue said.

"What, I only saw a pair of high heels." I helplessly said, "This little clue — —"

Hua Yue interrupted me: "We only know this much after a minute of trading."

"Fine." I helplessly said, "Finally, is this the real world or a dream?"

At this time, Hua Yue was standing under a floating lamp. The light shone on his face, and I even saw his shadow on the ground.

Hua Yue didn't say anything, but I subconsciously looked back, and was shocked to find that I didn't see anything!

So I raised my hand to my face and saw the light shining through the palm of my hand to the ground.

I'm transparent?!

This realization struck me like a thunderbolt, but then a white light appeared in front of my eyes and I couldn't see anything.

A headache came, and I slowly opened my eyes. I was lying in a big bed, and someone was pulling open the curtains in my room.

When I completely woke up, the one who pulled the curtains open was actually Sun Tang who was wearing his pajamas.

"Where is this?" I sat up in bed and felt a headache and a strong smell of alcohol.

"My house." Sun Tang turned around and looked at me. "You're awake?"

My mind went blank for a moment, then suddenly remembered that needle Sun Tang gave me last night, and angrily said: "Why did you give me a needle last night?!"

Sun Tang looked at me in surprise. "What needle? I never give injections to the living. You forget, I'm a medical examiner! Did you drink too much yesterday? Looking at how drunk you are, you can't tell dream from reality. "

I stared at Sun Tang's expression and realised that he was calm and sincere without any unnatural expression. This sincerity did not seem like he was faking it.

Sun Tang's calmness made me feel a little suspicious: Could it be that I drank too much last night, and the scene of him giving me the injection was also a dream?

So I asked Sun Tang what happened last night. Sun Tang said that it was his birthday yesterday, but to a workaholic, not to mention having no girlfriend, he had almost no friends. However, he didn't want to celebrate his birthday by himself, so he came to find me, bringing me to have a few drinks.

But I was too drunk to finish a bottle of wine, so he drove me to his house and stayed in the guest room.

I listened to him with some skepticism. My head hurt so much, I got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and check my shoulders.

But I also knew that if I wanted to check for a needle in my shoulder, it would be impossible. Unless they were hanged and pushed onto the autopsy table, they wouldn't be able to see it.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I calmed down. Just thinking about it made him nervous. Sun Tang has no enmity with me, why would you give me a shot? And he couldn't have manipulated me to do that dream last night. Why would Sun Tang still treat it as a medical examiner?

Today is Saturday, so Sun Tang said that he wanted to go back to his parents' house. He asked where I was going and if he need to send me there. I looked at the place where he lived. The decor was elegant, the house was big, and it was a villa, which was definitely not something a small cop could afford.

It seemed like Sun Tang's family was well-off, and was probably a rich second generation.

Recalling the details of my dream from last night, doubt arose in my heart. I suddenly had the urge to investigate everything based on my dream. So on the way, I asked Sun Tang if he knew anything about Roger Vivier heels.

Although asking a man to name his high heels is a little strange, but I saw that Sun Tang has always lived like a prince, and probably knows a lot of girls, maybe also bought a gift to flirt with girls, so I mentioned it.

"Roger Vivier?" Sun Tang glanced at me: "What are you doing, buying it for your girlfriend?"

"No. You know — well, you don't have to know. " I sighed. "Actually, I wanted to ask, do you know which female star likes to wear shoes like these?"

"Female celebrities?" Sun Tang laughed, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"Nothing, not really. You wouldn't know either." "No," I said.

"What a coincidence, I really do know this. Many female celebrities like to wear this brand, but there's one favorite, Roger Vivier. This celebrity is called Bai Qing, did you know that? " Sun Tang said.

"This name sounds a little familiar." "No," I said.

"Yeah, you should know Yue Ge right? He's been on fire lately. Bai Qing was always filming with him in the past. " Sun Tang said.

"Yue Ge?!" I was surprised.

"Right, what are you surprised about?" Sun Tang asked.

"I have investigated Chen Nuo before. She was previously her assistant." I said, "But then he quit his job and didn't work in the entertainment industry. He found a normal company and became a small employee. And then, somehow, he was killed. "

"Oh." Sun Tang absent-mindedly listened and asked casually: "But what does this have to do with the high heels you're asking about?"