The Mystery of the Real Murderer
by Wu Weiping
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The midnight bell was late at night, the wind was chilling, and apart from the occasional roar of car motors and hurried footsteps, there was only boundless silence. Suddenly, a phone ringing suddenly woke up Yang Dongchang from his sleep. Yang Dongchang picked up the phone and called twice, but no one answered. The line was open, but the other party did not speak. "Who is it? If you have anything to say, please speak." Yang Dongchang simply sat up, holding the microphone in one hand and turning on the lamp switch with the other. "Hey." After a moment of silence, several sneers suddenly came from the receiver, and then a male voice lowered his voice and said several incoherent words such as "lost", "found", "waiting", "arrival", etc., And then the phone hung up with a "click".
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