Wen Jue's mental strings have been tensed all the time, and when he first heard the sound, his hands trembled reflexively.

Is it Meng Qiu?No, not right.Wen Jue looked at the door, her vigilance suddenly raised, she approached the door on tiptoe, and peeped out through the peephole.It was empty, as if there was nothing there.

Wen Jue raised her eyebrows, her eyes darkened slightly.She stood in front of the door and listened to the sound for a while. Relying on her courage and skill, she opened the door abruptly. (Dangerous behavior, please do not imitate.)

It was empty outside the door, and the end of the corridor could be seen at a glance, without a single person.

Wen Jue's eyes turned around carefully and landed on the door.Under the cat's eyes, an envelope was pasted at some point.An unremarkable envelope, almost a blank sheet of paper, without any pattern or signature.

Wen Jue took off the envelope, gently closed the door, and locked it twice.

After doing this, she sat down on the sofa, carefully opened the seal of the envelope, and took out the white paper inside.The white paper was folded neatly, and the other party seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the seams were perfectly fitted without a single slant.When I opened it, there was only one sentence printed in red paint inside.

[It's getting cold, would you like to treat me to hot pot? ]

Dragging the red line like dripping red paint, coupled with this inexplicable request, the words on the white paper looked very weird. Wen Jue looked through it repeatedly, and there was nothing redundant except for this line of text. thing.

Is it a prank?

Wen Jue's eyes flickered slightly, and she always felt that there were some other meanings hidden in this sentence.

hot pot?Don't they eat beef hot pot at night?

Will there be any connection between the two?

Wen Jue looked at the line and fell into deep thought.

On the other side, Meng Qiu surveyed the scene, always felt that something was wrong, and carefully repeated the reporter's words in his mind several times.

[When I went downstairs to throw out the garbage, I smelled an unpleasant smell in the deceased's house, so I knocked on the door to ask, but no one responded.Worried about what happened, so I went home, looked at the deceased's house from the balcony, and happened to see the dead body lying in the living room. ]

Wait, balcony.

Meng Qiu paused, walked quickly to the balcony of the deceased's house, and turned his head to look at the victim's house.With the distance between two houses, it is still possible to look at the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony.

only……

Meng Qiu's lips curved into an arc, asking Jin Yuan to go to the informant, saying that he wanted to confirm some details about the case.

Jin Yuan responded and quickly brought the reporter over.

Meng Qiu took advantage of this time to inspect the scene again, and after confirming some problems, he asked, "Have you met any suspicious people in the community recently?"

The reporter recalled it for a while, showing an expression of 'almost forgot', "I didn't remember Team Leader Meng. There is indeed a strange person who has been wandering around in the past few days. He is about 40 years old. It looks like..." He continued to describe while thinking, "The forehead is a little more protruding than ordinary people, and there is a black mole under the right lip."

Jin Yuan was taken aback, looked at Meng Qiu subconsciously, and expressed three words with his eyes: Gao Minghui?

Meng Qiu did not respond to Jin Yuan's questioning eyes, and looked at the reporter with a half-smile, with a hint of a smile in his words, "Mr. Yang's memory is really good, and his description is so clear, which makes our investigation much easier."

Reporter Yang Yanhuai always felt that something was wrong with Meng Qiu's smile, but he dispelled his doubts when he heard the following words, "Team leader Meng praised you absurdly."

Meng Qiu raised the corners of his lips, and then asked, "Did you hear any strange sounds or noises from eight to ten last night?"

"No." Yang Yanhuai shook his head, thought for a while, and added, "Because I played games all night last night and didn't go to sleep until three or four in the afternoon, so this time period is just to catch up on sleep."

"I see." Meng Qiu nodded and asked again, "Are you familiar with the victim?"

"Not familiar." Yang Yanhuai frowned, with a bit of imperceptible disgust and disgust in his eyes, "She is a bit strange, she doesn't go out a few times a month, and the things she likes are weird. It’s some anime or something like that, people in their twenties still look like kids.”

Meng Qiu: "..." Although she strongly disagreed with this point of view, for some purpose, she did not refute it.

"Our schedules are quite different, so the neighbors can only be regarded as nodding acquaintances for a few years." Yang Yanhuai said, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly added, "The deepest intersection is probably borrowing something from each other. Bar."

Meng Qiu hooked the corners of her lips playfully, "I see, Mr. Yang, thank you for your hard work." After she finished speaking, she glanced at Jin Yuan indicatively.

Jin Yuan understood, and took the initiative to ask Yang Yanhuai to leave.

"Split two people to keep an eye on him, and the focus of the search is also on Yang Yanhuai." Meng Qiusu ordered.

"Group leader Meng suspects that Yang Yanhuai is the murderer?"

"Hmm." Meng Qiu nodded, roughly explaining his doubts.Whether it is the rhetoric when reporting the crime or the answers to the questions just now, there are big loopholes, and some questions are contradictory.However, based on these speculations alone, there is no way to convict, and specific evidence is needed.

Meng Qiu smiled, "I'll leave these to you."

With a specific search direction, the next thing will be much easier, and all the investigators also smiled on their faces, and they responded in unison: "I promise to complete the task!"

But immediately this smile faded, replaced by anger and determination. This kind of cruel murderer must be arrested no matter what.

After arranging the specific direction of investigation, Meng Qiu took some free time and happened to see Wen Jue's previous news.

Wen Jue: I heard the siren just now, did something happen tonight?

Meng Qiu glanced at the time, it happened to be the time when other investigators arrived at the scene.

She thought about it, and finally chose to tell the truth.

Meng Qiu: There was a murder case on Fengyue Road.

Ever since she received that strange letter, Wen Jue has been looking at her phone from time to time, waiting for Meng Qiu's reply.

Seeing this message, she immediately thought of Gao Minghui, moved her fingertips, and edited a message, but quickly deleted it all.

She called up the camera, unfolded the letter, took a photo and sent it to Meng Qiu.

Wen Jue: [picture]

Wen Jue: Ten minutes ago, I found this under the peephole of the door.

Meng Qiu: Someone is playing a prank?

Wen Jue: Maybe.

Wen Jue's eyes flickered, and she was a little hesitant whether to tell Meng Qiu the weird smiling face full of ravines that she saw on Jingren Road last time.Although she felt that the man was quite weird, and seemed to be responding with an inexplicable malice, but it was just a mysterious and mysterious feeling after all...

If someone told her that one day, she saw a man smiling strangely at her on the road, so she felt that this man was very suspicious, probably a murderer, etc., she would definitely suspect that the other party was a psychopath.

only……

I really care.

Wen Jue groaned, but finally made up her mind and briefly described the matter.

Looking at the text sent by Wen Jue, Meng Qiu's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly asked: Do you remember the specific characteristics of that face?The more detailed the better!

Wen Jue recalled carefully: the outline of the face was very deep, very old, full of grooves, the skin was dark, and the forehead seemed to be a little protruding.Specifically, I just glanced at it, and I'm not sure.

Wen Jue: Wait.

Wen Jue: There seems to be a small black mole under his eyes.

Meng Qiu: A little black mole?sure?

Wen Jue: Sure.

Listening to Wen Jue's description, Meng Qiu's heart was completely lifted.

The appearance described by Yang Yanhuai is the appearance of Gao Minghui on the arrest warrant, but Meng Qiu, who has the memory of two generations, clearly knows that the one described by Wen Jue is the current Gao Minghui, the Gao Minghui after plastic surgery Hui.

Wen Jue's eyes darkened slightly: Do you know him?

Meng Qiu: Yes.

Meng Qiu: Do you still remember the wanted criminal Gao Minghui mentioned in the corner restaurant?I suspect that the man you saw on Jingren Road is Gao Minghui.

Meng Qiu's thin lips were tightly pursed, and her complexion was a little dignified. If she connected this letter with Gao Minghui, then she might be able to interpret the meaning of this line of words.

In the previous life, Gao Minghui committed a similar case.

At that time, it was almost from autumn to winter, and the weather was getting colder.Gao Minghui set his sights on a young woman living alone, and after killing her, he directly cut off the deceased's flesh and cooked a hot pot of human flesh.

Meng Qiu was very suspicious that the target Gao Minghui locked in his previous life had been changed to Wen Jue for unknown reasons.

But why send a letter to remind?This doesn't seem to be in line with Gao Minghui's habits.

Wen Jue: Is he Gao Minghui?

Wen Jue froze for a moment, clicked on the encyclopedia interface that had not been closed, and sent the screenshot to Meng Qiu.

Wen Jue: This?

For a moment, Meng Qiu confused the memories of the past life with the present life, and didn't notice this bug.But the words have been spoken, and it is too late to change them now.

Meng Qiu: What you saw should be his cross-dressing, so it is different from the arrest warrant.

Wen Jue: That's right.

A dark light flashed across Wen Jue's eyes. Meng Qiu's situation seemed to be a little more complicated than guessed.

Will lead to the current state, who is behind the scenes?What is the purpose?

Meng Qiu pondered and typed: Although there is no evidence to support it, according to the current situation, the possibility of you being targeted by Gao Minghui is relatively high.

Meng Qiu: Why don't you take a few days off and try to avoid going out?

Meng Qiu: No, it is dangerous for you to live alone at home.

Before Wen Jue could respond, Meng Qiu himself refuted his proposal.

She pondered for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Why don't you move into my house during this time?"Or I move to your house?Personal protection for you?

As she said that, Meng Qiu always felt that what she said seemed weird, as if she was hiding some ulterior purpose, so she added another sentence in order to prove her innocence.

Meng Qiu: Letter reports of this level will not be accepted, so at present, this seems to be the safest way.

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