Chasing the Mist

"No."

The clear word jumped into Gu Xun's ears, and he smiled calmly, the smile was so shallow that it was almost invisible, he knew that no woman would like a man with melancholy eyes, volatile temper, and violent tendencies.

When she was in the police academy, Meng Jia often heard girls talking about Lin Yiran, and some people actively chased him. She didn't believe that he didn't have a girlfriend, so she asked: "You are so handsome...why...don't you have a girlfriend?"

Lin Yiran didn't speak.

After working together for a few days, Meng Jia gradually got used to his way of communication. He didn't get an answer, and he didn't feel embarrassed, but the questions in his heart were not solved, and his heart itched badly.

On the contrary, Gu Xun became interested and said, "Girls only look at looks when looking for a boyfriend now? You have a personality problem, mental health, and you don't care?"

Ok?

Why did this sound so strange? Thinking of their attitude towards each other, Meng Jiapin made Gu Xun's sarcasm. She didn't answer immediately, but took a sneak peek at Lin Yiran. Seeing that he didn't respond, she leaned forward, cautiously Asked, "What's the problem?"

Gu Xun snorted coldly, "There are too many questions...it doesn't fit in with this world, like a man." He stopped, looked back at Lin Yiran, and smiled mockingly, "A monster with horns."

Meng Jia smiled stiffly: "As long as they are handsome, there are people who love monsters."

Gu Xun: "..."

Lin Yiran was not interested in the content of their chat and was too lazy to intervene. He looked at the students passing through the campus of Baida University, and remembered what that roommate Gu Jingjing said.

The group in the 303 dormitory is actually divided into two small groups. Gu Jingjing has the best relationship with the opposite girl, and is a best friend who talks about everything. The last time I visited her, she concealed that Gu Jingjing was planning to have plastic surgery.

Gu Jingjing's pure face is favored by many freelance photographers. They take pictures of her for free and post them on the Internet to promote themselves. Under their publicity, Gu Jingjing has become a small Internet celebrity. There were more and more comments. After reading those bad comments, she came up with the idea of ​​plastic surgery. She consulted many plastic surgery hospitals, but they all gave up because the cost was too high.

Regarding the cosmetic surgery, Gu Jingjing asked her girlfriends to keep it strictly confidential, and it was related to reputation issues, so she didn't dare to tell her girlfriends in the dormitory that day. Lin Yiran and Meng Jia met alone, and she told everything she knew, hoping to help the police solve the case as soon as possible.

When asked about Gu Jingjing’s part-time job, her best friend denied it. They stick together almost 24 hours a day from Monday to Friday, and follow each other on various social software. I have never seen her do wechat business or live broadcast. There are some fans, but the number is not many, and there are no merchants to advertise.

The source of Gu Jingjing’s living expenses is not clear to my girlfriends. Everyone is supported by their parents. Gu Jingjing usually does not spend money randomly, so my girlfriends have not paid attention to this issue. But my girlfriend is definitely not a boyfriend who supports her, because Li Shengzhou is poorer than her.

With regard to Gu Jingjing's doubts about money, Lin Yiran is more certain of his previous speculation that Gu Jingjing still has a network of relationships that is submerged in the water, or he is doing some invisible things.

Is the murderer underwater?

Does Li Shengzhou know about her life underwater?

Just as Lin Yiran was thinking, the car stopped.

In the surveillance video of the library, Li Shengzhou did stay in the library all day for two days at the end of the year. The books previewed were all professional-related books, and there was no abnormal behavior during the period.

Gu Xun walked down the steps with big strides, "Go and see his dormitory."

Meng Jia trotted to catch up, her voice panting: "Boss, why did you come to Baida suddenly?"

Gu Xun pushed open the door of the library, and the cold wind rushed towards him. He turned his back to the wind and walked backwards, "The murderer did not reveal anything, so we can only investigate from Gu Jingjing first, but who is the most suspicious around her?"

Meng Jia covered herself tightly, and the cold wind had no effect on her. "Li Shengzhou is indeed suspected, but they grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Even if Gu Jingjing did something wrong to him, it wouldn't be fatal, right? It's still the same way."

Lin, who was walking at the back, was also the same. He didn't wear a hat or mask, and he didn't walk backwards. Facing the cold wind, his face didn't change, and he said coldly, "Love is deep, hate is deep."

Meng Jia paused slightly, "That's right."

Lin Yiran: "Li Shengzhou does not fit the portrait of the murderer, not him."

Gu Xun does not reject criminal minds, but he also rejects Lin. He sneered without hesitation: "Whether the murderer is a murderer depends on evidence, not imagination."

Lin Yiran was not silent this time, and replied sarcastically: "Evidence? Does Gu Dui have any evidence? The murderer is careful not to leave any traces. In this case, isn't Gu Dui's reasoning based on imagination?"

Gu Xun stopped in vain, and grabbed Lin Yiran by the collar, "Bold reasoning is different from your vain imagination. Be honest with me these few days. When uncle comes back from a business trip, leave immediately. I won't keep you. .”

Lin Yiran didn't move, didn't struggle, looked down at Gu Xun's hand, and smiled faintly: "Isn't Dui Gu the one with rage?"

The corner of Gu Xun's mouth twitched, he let go of his grip, took out a cigarette and lit it.

In the past few days since Lin Yiran came to the police station, Gu Xun has indeed become more and more irritable every day. Seeing the way he speaks, he wants to beat him up, and he is about to be forced into menopause.

For seven years, he still couldn't find out the reason why Lin Yiran became like this. It was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't pull it out or swallow it.With the remaining half of a cigarette, he ruthlessly pressed it into the stone rice on the trash can, and walked forward with his legs raised.

Lin Yiran followed up unhurriedly, "Murder, dissect, freeze into ice, and then carve carefully. To complete these, you need a secret space to ensure that you won't be discovered. Li Shengzhou is an outsider who is currently living in a dormitory in Baida University and has no qualifications for committing crimes." He doesn’t have a place, and he doesn’t have a means of transportation for transporting the corpse. Secondly, he is irritable, easily disturbed by the outside world, and emotionally unstable. With this personality, he cannot commit such an artistic crime as the ice sculpture case.”

Caught in the middle, Meng Jia nodded in embarrassment and confusion, "It makes sense...but now we have no clue, and he is the biggest suspect in this case."

"Meng Jia follow." Without waiting for Lin Yiran to answer, Gu Xun called her to communicate with the dormitory auntie.

"Okay." Meng Jia glanced at Lin Yiran with a little regret, and then quickened her pace to catch up with Gu Xun.

When Lin Yiran entered the dormitory, they had finished communicating with the dormitory manager. The three of them went directly to dormitory 505. The boy who came out to open the door yawned profusely. Hearing that the police came to find Li Shengzhou, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong with him?"

Gu Xun didn't say much, he just asked him to find out more about the situation.

The boy opened the door suspiciously.

There are two beds on the left and right in the dormitory, and two desks are connected together at the head of the bed. On the right table are sawdust of a human skeleton, some medical books, and white coats hanging on the hangers. On the left table, books are arranged from small to large. It was placed neatly and orderly, the desktop was spotless, and the sheets were very clean, without even a single wrinkle. If you didn't look at the messy bed on the right, you would think you were entering a military dormitory.

The boy looked at his messy bed, laughed awkwardly, and hurriedly lowered his head to tidy up, "It's a bit messy."

Gu Xun stood in front of the desk, fiddling with the human skeleton with his fingers, and said casually: "From the night of the 29th to the 31st, did Li Shengzhou live in the dormitory?"

The boy stopped after half-folding the quilt, "I don't know, I went back to my hometown in those few days and I was not in the dormitory."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them looked at each other in unison.

Gu Xun moved his fingers from the human skeleton to Li Shengzhou's desk, and lightly ran across a row of books with his fingertips, and took out "Human Anatomy" in the middle to glance over, "Is he interested in anatomy?"

The boy turned his head to look at the book in Gu Xun's hand, "Oh, he seems to be very interested in medicine, and he often borrows my book to read."

Gu Xun nodded, and asked again: "Do you know how his relationship with his girlfriend is?"

The boy pushed his glasses, thought for two seconds, and asked without answering, "What happened to him?"

Meng Jia: "Don't you read the news? There was a murder case in Baicheng Ice and Snow World recently, and the victim was his girlfriend."

The boy froze for a while, "I've only seen photos of his girlfriend, and I don't have a deep impression. The face was mosaiced in the news, so I didn't see it...how could it be... like this?" He paused, then said: "They I used to have a good relationship, but in the past six months, I seem to have often quarreled, and Li Shengzhou and I have a normal relationship, so I don't know the details."

Gu Xun continued to trace the row of books with his fingertips, and said lightly: "He has a wide range of readings in medicine, psychology, success, and criminology."

"He's a bit boring. He doesn't have much hobbies except reading and rarely participates in school activities." The boy shrugged. I work part-time, and now I am a tutor, teaching students every weekend.”

Gu Xun: "Weekends? Does he not date his girlfriend?"

"Sometimes, I don't know. He is often not in the dormitory on weekends... You don't suspect that he is the murderer?"

Meng Jia: "We are just making a routine visit."

While listening to their conversation, Lin Yiran opened the door of the closet. In the upper compartment, sweaters and shirts were stacked in a pile, and a rusty iron box was placed next to it. The jackets in the middle were hung neatly in a row from thin to thick, and the bottom two piles of trousers , a pile of inner pants, a pile of outer pants, underwear storage boxes in the middle, socks and underwear layered, the whole wardrobe is very tidy, completely different from Gu Jingjing's cabinet.

Lin Yiran opened the tin box, and dozens of photos came into view, all of which were photos of Li Shengzhou and Gu Jingjing.

Gu Xun walked past him, glanced at the photo in his hand, and went straight out.

Meng Jia patted him on the shoulder and ran out to chase Gu Xun.

The three went to the first floor, turned into the dormitory management room, and wanted to call up the surveillance video of the lobby on the first floor of the dormitory from the 29th to the 31st. Unfortunately, there was a problem with the surveillance system during those few days, and no data was left.

Walking out of the boys' dormitory and getting into the car, Meng Jia said, "On the night of the 29th-31st, no one could give Li Shengzhou an alibi. According to the thinking of an acquaintance committing the crime, his suspicion is getting bigger and bigger."

Gu Xun: "Where is Li Shengzhou now?"

"I should be accompanying Gu's parents to pack up Gu Jingjing's belongings."

"Let Zheng Tiancheng send someone to follow him 24 hours a day, keep track of his whereabouts, and report any abnormalities immediately."

"Okay." Meng Jia immediately called Zheng Tiancheng.

There were not many cars on the road, so I drove to the police station soon, and saw a pickup truck parked at the gate of the police station from a distance. The bright red color was particularly conspicuous on the gray and white road.