cry of a butterfly

After Chu Hua was kicked out of the car by Han Xiao, he had to go home cursing.As soon as the door opened, the little blond girl threw herself into his arms like a pet anxiously waiting for her master.

"Where have you been, Chu Hua..." The little girl has been frightened for the past few days. She hugged the young man squatting in front of her and cried endlessly. Suddenly, my heart was broken, "I thought something happened to you... I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

"Why, how could I not want you..." Chu Hua hugged her carefully, stroking the back of her head with her beautiful curly hair.Holding her face again, he repeatedly kissed that plump and beautiful little forehead and cheeks with glistening tears, and said to her with a smile, "You are the little sister I like the most and care about the most."

"Who is Compor?" Marilyn, who had been crying for a while, suddenly raised her face and asked, her big innocent eyes staring round.He pointed at Tu Yuming and said, "He said that a bad guy named 'Compo' abducted you, and you may never come back..."

Chu Hua raised his face and glared at his partner, while Tu Yuming rolled his eyes without self-disguise: the excessive intimacy between the "brother and sister" seemed weird and disgusting to him, so he curled his lips and said, "Just now When the team received the notification, they said they had found you, so I brought this little girl back to you."

The little blond girl was crying her heart out, sniffing so hard she could barely breathe.The young police detective comforted her with soft words for a long time, until the little girl was tired of crying, and then carried her back to the bed.

The night was deep, and the low-hanging sky was like pouring asphalt.The street is deserted, except for one or two barking dogs faintly coming from a distance, this night is quiet and silent, suitable for sleepless people to fall asleep.As if he recovered from a serious illness by luck, as if he had survived the war for the rest of his life, Chu Hua lay on the sofa with his pillow in his arms, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was in a false sleep, and he looked weak and spiritless.

If at this time an unending rain falls from the sky, maybe it will suit his state of mind.

"I really thought you weren't coming back...remember that fat rich man who offered you seventy-five thousand dollars that day? He's dead, smashed in the face with a baseball bat by his wife and his wife's lover .”

"Oh..." The young police detective still buried his face down, as if he wasn't surprised by this.

"I'm beginning to think that your bottom instinct is correct. Obviously, Compaq is a master who can easily spy on and manipulate other people's minds. I suspect that even if the murderer is not himself, it is inseparable from his ability."

"Um……"

"You guys..." Looking sideways at his partner who was uncharacteristically motionless, after a while of suspicion, Tu Yuming finally asked, "You and Compo... have sex?"

Chu Hua's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head to stare at Tu Yuming fiercely.Don't answer either.

"Why are you staring at me?" The scar-faced man scratched his nose and sat down on the sofa, "I can only reasonably guess that you have been missing for nearly a week, and you were alone with a handsome, rich man with an indeterminate sexual orientation After so long, could it be that nothing happened?"

"Okay, you guessed right..." Chu Hua raised his hand and rubbed his head indiscriminately, messing up his energetic short black hair.He buried his face back in the pillow and replied in a muffled voice, "We're going to bed..."

"What?!" Scarface Detective, who had already been suspicious, jumped up and yelled after hearing this, "You fucking actually slept with him?! Don't you keep suspecting that he is the murderer! You fucking Aren't you afraid that if you fall asleep and fail to wake up, you will be found naked and rotting in the wine cellar?!"

"The strange thing is that I know he is very dangerous, and even very likely to be the murderer... But I still feel very safe with him..." Chu Hua raised half of his face from the pillow, his eyes staring blankly. Looking forward, with a little bewilderment, "I stared into his eyes intently, and he stared at mine in the same way... as if we had known each other before, as if... as if he came for me, and I I'm already ready to meet him..."

Tu Yuming was tongue-tied and looked at his partner in a daze.After a few minutes, he came back to his senses, and squeezed his hand hard towards the beautiful scarred cheek, "Who are you monster! Did you fucking occupy Chu Hua's body and deprive him of his mind?! "

"Get off your mother!" The young police detective who was provoked immediately got up and punched the other party without any explanation.

Before Tu Yuming could swear, Chu Hua wiped the wound on his face with the back of his hand, and said calmly, "But this is over. I have already promised Han Xiao that I will not see him again."

"The case is closed?"

"It can be investigated in another way without meeting. However, if he is really the murderer, I swear that I will arrest him personally." The young police detective grabbed the apple on the table, wiped it on his pants a few times, and stuffed it into the apple. mouth.He took a bite crisply, puffed out his mouth and said vaguely, "Anyway... I think we can get out that bastard who likes to cut people's dicks..."

"What do you mean?" Tu Yuming was startled, his eyes widened for a moment, and he raised his voice, "Do you have eyebrows?"

Taking another bite of the apple in his hand, Chu Hua calmed down and asked, "What is the permanent population of this city?"

"800 million."

"How many people come from powerful departments like the police, the courts, the army?"

"At least more than 4 people... We have discussed that the guy may also be an athlete, a veteran, a bodybuilding instructor, or even he has spontaneously received training in martial arts."

"No, I'm sure he's hiding in these departments." Chu Hua paused, then said, "That bastard let me go under such circumstances. I suspect that he knew me, and I even suspect that he is a policeman."

"Even if it is confirmed that he is from the police station, finding the murderer among more than 1 police officers is no less than finding a needle in a haystack."

"What if he is not an ordinary police officer? The bottom of the pyramid is full of people, but there are very few people on the top." Chu Hua raised an eyebrow at Tu Yuming, and said with a smile, "A respected, well-known The winner who has the upper hand, I think we should start investigating from the leaders of those departments. The prostitutes in the 'Roman Imperial Palace' must know him, but he will show disdain in front of his subordinates ...Collect the photos of those guys who are usually invincible, and show them to your whore girlfriend to identify them. We can narrow down the suspects as much as possible, and he can't escape."

"You mean... either Homer or Fan Townsend could be the real body of 'Raincoat Killer'?!" Detective Scarface yelled in disbelief, "Are you kidding me!"

"Stupid! Of course they are not." Chu Hua glanced sideways at his partner, curled his lips and said, "Homer is too old, Fan Tangsheng can't take your fist at all, that guy is over 6 feet tall, and he can run away after fighting with you, That--"

He suddenly stopped talking.An unspeakable uneasiness hits my heart, something must be wrong.

"Is this what Compo told you?" The suspicious look on his face became deeper and deeper. The man squinted the big scar on his face and asked, "Can you trust Compo's words?"

The young police detective was silent for a while, then nodded, "I believe him."

"Rosseler will come to the police station to give a teaching speech next month. I think you should have obtained the qualification to enter." Tu Yuming turned back and said without thinking, "He will focus on the love of the second child. The bastard makes a criminal psychological analysis, and then you can verify whether what Compo said is true or not."

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Marilyn did not fall asleep in her room, as soon as Chu Hua left, she climbed out of bed with the doll in her arms.Her cute, white and tender feet tiptoed along, and hid quietly by the door under the shadow of a large cinnamon tree.

She saw the young man look tired and depressed, and heard him say, as if he came for me, and I was ready to meet him...

The words stung her like a wasp's sting, and Marilyn pouted and crawled back into bed.

The window lattice is wide open, and the moonlight is scattered like broken silver.A head of fluffy and thick curly hair reflected the moonlight, exuding a golden light. This incomparably beautiful little girl looked like an angel who could wave her little wings. The name "Compar" somehow made her feel very unhappy.The doll in her hand became the object of her anger—broken the doll's arm along the joints, gouged out the pair of glass stone-like eyeballs, and finally turned the doll's head over and twisted it off.

Still muttering in his mouth, "I hate you...I hate you...I hate you!"

The doll had been tortured and mutilated, and Marilyn soon became bored.In order to avoid being discovered, she hid the doll and its stump under the bed.Then, stepping on kicking slippers, she appeared outside Chu Hua's bedroom.She hid half of her head behind the door, flashing a pair of big blue eyes, and asked timidly, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

The little girl seemed to be really frightened, her eyes were full of pitiful begging, and her little body wrapped in a bowknot nightgown was still shaking.

Mr. Detective, who was about to go to bed, hesitated for a moment, but still smiled, "Okay, come up."

The little girl climbed onto the bed, snuggled into the young man's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and refused to let go.

After kissing her forehead, Chu Hua freed up one hand to turn off the light, and lay down holding Marilyn in her arms.

Wen Sheng said to her, "Good night."

Frozen in the sea and beaten by his lover, he has a fever now.The young detective fell into a dream in no time, but the little girl did not.

Hearing even soft breathing and feeling the rhythmic rise and fall of the chest wrapped around her, Marilyn knew that Chu Hua had fallen asleep.

She opened her legs to the side of the man's leg, and buried herself deeply in the man's arms, so that her lower body was so tightly against his.

The legs were clamped tightly, and the base of the thighs rubbed back and forth against the hard object, the blood suddenly flowed to the surface of the body, the skin began to heat up, and the small nipples that had not had time to develop also began to harden slightly.The eight-year-old was visibly sexually responsive like a grown woman, and her pink panties were soaked.

"Don't make trouble...itch..." Chu Hua fell into a drowsy sleep, shaking his head while moving his body back.

Not getting an enthusiastic response from her imaginary lover, Marilyn stopped the intimate act of rubbing their genitals and glared at each other with a scowling face.

Suddenly the innocence of a little girl was removed, her expression was gloomy and venomous, her eyes were dirty and cold, like the compound eyes of a fly and the fangs of a viper.

After a while, she slowly changed her gloomy expression, stretched out her hand to gently caress the man's sleeping face, and leaned over her pursed lips to kiss his lips.

"Chu Hua, I love you." With such a sad and serious tone, Marilyn repeated repeatedly, holding back her tears, "Chu Hua, I love you...I love you..."

The young police detective was half asleep and half awake, and answered perfunctorily, "Well... I love you too..."

She very happily threw herself into his arms again, and whispered, "Then you must love me forever, don't be like my mother..."

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Not as tall and handsome as the young police detective, this Chinese man is a bit fat, with a tender pink skin that looks like fat and cracks, a pair of high-prescription glasses on his garlic nose all the year round, and a ridiculous protruding ear.The man is the little girl's stepfather, named Glenn.

The girl's mother was pregnant, and the pregnancy test paper conveyed the good news when the fetus was two months old.Glenn laughed and sang, hugging his wife around and around.The couple rejoiced at the arrival of the newborn, and revered the life that held the tinder.

"Mom, I love you."

French woman reading about parenting, her first child arrives too rushed and unprepared, and she doesn't want the same for her second.The woman moved her eyes away from the book, glanced briefly at her daughter who was looking up at her with her head up, then moved back, and replied with a smile, "Marilyn, I love you too."

"You lied!" the blond girl screamed suddenly, turned around and ran away, "I know, you don't love me anymore!"

The friends of the French woman came to visit, and a group of French people talked enthusiastically in French. Among them was a particularly handsome young man who had known the woman since she was a waiter in a restaurant.He drank too much, stayed late, and everyone else left. He still hugged the French woman, talked to her in a low voice and laughed loudly from time to time.

The male host who came home couldn't help feeling displeased with this intimate scene of whispering.The Chinese man who couldn't understand French looked down at the little girl who had been playing with a doll in the corner, pushed his glasses and asked, "What is this man talking to your mother about?"

The doll was obviously newly bought, but it was already dirty and its eyeballs were cruelly gouged out.

Marilyn who heard the question raised her face, blinked her big blue eyes as clear as lake water, and said in a very innocent and childlike voice, "He said that after the child was born, he would take her far away, and he couldn't let her go away. One's own kids call a sleazy Chinaman 'Father.'"