cry of a butterfly

When the man kneeling on the ground realized that someone had walked into the bathroom, he immediately stood up.Han Xiao calmly washed the blood on his hands in the pool, looking through the mirror at Chu Hua who was stunned behind him.

"You really don't look well, should you see a psychiatrist..."

"I don't need..." With wet hands hanging down, the man turned around, "The one who needs to see a doctor is you, you are so fascinated by a lunatic who is good at psychological manipulation, you have forgotten your own Own job-"

"I fucking don't!"

"Oh, you don't...you're enjoying yourself with a bunch of pussies like a crawling maggot!"

Like a boxer warming up before going on stage, he twisted his neck exaggeratedly, making a creaking sound of joints.Mr. Chief Superintendent approached his former lover step by step, with a weird and terrifying smile on his face.

The sudden sense of danger made the young police detective take a step back, his brows furrowed, "Now is not the time to talk about this."

"Then we have nothing to talk about..." Han Xiao slammed into Chu Hua's shoulder heavily, and said a word when he passed him, "Be careful."

Seeing Chu Hua come out of the bathroom, Tu Yuming stepped forward and called him twice - but the other party seemed to be immersed in one world, completely ignoring others.

He thought of the women's clothing he had found in his home, and the stripper who said that the days when Han Xiao frequently appeared in the "Emperor Palace" was the time when the "Raincoat Killer" appeared. language, thinking of his bad attitude towards the cowherd and his excessive indifference to the case from the beginning to the end...

Of course, I also remembered that night when we met on a narrow road, he was gently comforted by him, and he was picked up by him and placed on the side of the road...

Chu Hua felt that it was terrible for him to speculate on his old lover in this way, but once the idea was born, he couldn't get rid of it.

Just as there are mountains of materials waiting to be filed on the table, there are many murders outside, but he can't get involved in any of them.

It is exactly as Han Xiao said, now I am mixed among women, living my life in a daze, and crawling along.

The young detective turned his neck and looked around with empty eyes, and immediately attracted a girl who wanted to talk to him.

That was the police operator, Scarlett, who was also newly transferred to the computer data team.

"Tu Yuming has ignored me for several days. You are partners... well, ex-partners, do you know why?" Although the girl's smile is sweet and pleasant, her expression is full of foolishness, " Does he have another woman? Or is it because I have eaten too much cheese-heavy Italian food recently, and I have lost my shape..."

Faced with Scarlett's persistent chatter, Chu Hua, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked incoherently, "Do you look like your father, or your mother?"

For such a simple question, the blond and blue-eyed sweet sister made an effort to remember.Resting her chin with her slender fingertips, she raised her face, and it took a while before she replied, "Father, I think it should be my father. Although my mother is also beautiful, my father is really beautiful. man!"

"Then please be sure to convey my thanks to your father." The young detective glanced at him and said bluntly, "He made your cotton-filled head less annoying."

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In the evening of this day, the little blond girl finally met the love rival she had always imagined—she raised her face and stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes.

The amazing beauty of this man made it hard for her to take her eyes off for a long time, and it also made her extremely angry for losing a contest.She wanted to show disdain and contempt, but it was undoubtedly ignorant and difficult, so the little girl had to stand still, pouted and held her head up.

That small body was almost burnt out by the lava that couldn't contain it.

On the contrary, Compo bent down very low, pinched Marilyn's hand to his lips, and kissed the back of that white and tender hand.

Keeping a bowed posture, he looked her in the eye and said with a smile, "The torch is far less bright than yours, dear lady."

"Don't flatter me," Marilyn shyly turned her face away, avoiding the close gaze, "You may be beautiful in others' eyes, but you are a monster in my eyes."

"Men are all monsters." Compo didn't take it as annoyance at all, and stood up straight, still smiling gracefully, "And you are a stunner②."

The scene didn't look too bad, just as Chu Hua wanted to take a breath, he heard two people speaking French.

"Iln'appartientàpersonnequ'àmoi." First the little girl said something with a gloomy expression, and then the man replied with a smile on his face - he couldn't understand what they were saying at all, and couldn't figure out the expressions they looked at each other.

Facing a table of heated fast food, Compo didn’t touch the food on the plate very much, and Marilyn kept her face sullen—there seemed to be infinite repulsion between the two. Unpleasant but clearly dew, neither cover nor hide.

Seemingly determined to embarrass this imaginary rival in love, Marilyn grabbed the body hiding case she heard from Tu Yuming and kept asking non-stop, "You have several wives, don't you?"

"The law states that a man can only have one wife."

"But I heard that you have five, and you killed twelve lovers and hid them in the wine cellar." The little girl blinked her eyes innocently, but pointed her head at the young police detective beside her, and said Said in an obviously provocative tone, "I often hear Chu Hua talk about you, he said he will definitely catch you, and will do everything possible to catch you."

Chu Hua coughed dryly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward, although he did say so.

"He's already caught me." Compo smiled disapprovingly, grabbed Chu Hua's hand and put it on his heart, and said teasingly, "Here."

The young police detective bit his lower lip but couldn't hold back his smug and shy smile. This expression broke the little girl's heart.Those big lake-blue eyes were filled with hatred, and she suddenly asked the man sitting opposite, "But why did you hide the corpse in the wine cellar?"

"You have to ask the murderer." Compo put down the tableware and took a sip of the pure water in the glass, "not me."

"Tu Yuming said you are very smart, so you should know what the murderer thinks." The little girl turned her head to the young police detective next to her again, this time she raised her face to look at him, and said in a reproachful tone, "Look, you shouldn't like him at all, he's not as smart as you think!"

"Then why do we put the food in the refrigerator and put the money in the bank?" Compa smiled and asked Marilyn instead.

"Because the food that doesn't put in the refrigerator will be eaten up, and the money that doesn't put in the bank will be spent." Marilyn raised her head and thought for a while, then said, "When we want to eat or spend money again Then, they're gone."

"Yes, 'reserve' is a behavior of human beings under strong evolutionary pressure. It is an instinct derived from hunger and fear." Compo turned his face to look at his lover beside him, and the other party just happened to ask: " Like a squirrel gathering pine cones for the winter?"

"Yes, very close. Human ancestors relied on gathering and hunting for a living, and 'reserve' has almost become the only effective means of survival. The more timid and anxious people are, the more dependent they are, and the more food they reserve, the more Let him avoid the fear of death, and satisfy the need for psychological security. Assuming the murderer is not a lunatic who prides himself on plunder and conquest—such as me," eyes flickered, red lips flamboyantly curled up slightly, and the man pointed mockingly Myself, continued to say, "In the act of hiding the corpse in the wine cellar, the meaning of 'reserve' is far greater than that of 'collection', and the object of 'reserve' is no longer limited to food."

"So, you mean...the murderer who stored the corpses was a necrophilic and very cowardly guy?" Chu Huagang expressed his doubts, but Compo denied it with a smile.

"I didn't say that."

That smile looked charming and mysterious. The young police detective felt that the other party seemed to have something else to say, but he quickly changed the subject.

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After a dinner that was longer than expected, the young police detective ordered his little sister to take a bath and go to bed.After the little girl reluctantly moved slowly to her own room, he and Compo walked towards the bedroom.

It's not too neat, and it's not as bad as expected.

Looking up, there is a clock in the shape of a grenade beside the bed, but there is no clock on the wall.Holding the grenade clock in his hand and looking at it, the man said to the owner of the house, "You are not very punctual."

"Yes, so there is only one wall clock at home, and the only one has been shot and smashed by me." The memory of the "wall clock" made him inevitably think of his ex-lover, and that man's abnormal behavior today The behavior disturbed him deeply.With his arms outstretched, Mr. Detective fell back on his big bed, muttering softly, "I seem to know the true identity of the 'Raincoat Killer'...but this is so ridiculous...how could it be possible? It's him……"

Still holding the clock in his fingers, the man bent down and approached the guy who was lying on the bed sprawled across the bed, stroking his cheek with his straight nose and asking, "What can I do for you?"

"No, you don't need to intervene. I'm a policeman, and I can handle it myself." I adjusted the sleeping position that almost occupied the entire bed.Let the other party sit on the bed, and she nestled up and got into his arms, "Will you stay tonight?"

"If I stay, your little sister will scream..." Compo lowered his face, kissing Chu Hua's cheek and ear pinnae, and said, "You may even use some aggressive behavior to For your attention..."

The two men kissed, parted, and kissed together again.Chu Hua was a little dazed, and raised his pointed chin and asked, "...excessive behavior?"

"Such as screaming, crying, self-injury, and even subsequent lies..." Although he was kissing the lover in his arms passionately, the man heard a very slight sound from outside the half-closed door, and the light-colored pair His pupils also glanced out the door, "Since you said that she was sexually abused by her stepfather, it is very likely that she has post-traumatic stress disorder. I think what she urgently needs now is professional treatment..."

"I don't want to talk about this issue." His face was not cloudy, but he firmly refused, "Marilyn may indeed be unhealthy, but I can't abandon her, I have to keep her by my side and take good care of her..."

"I think I have to go." Without pursuing this unpleasant topic, Compo gestured the face of the clock in his hand to Chu Hua, and then put it back on the bedside.

"At 25:[-]," Mr. Detective looked at the time following the other's gestures, and approached him with his arms around his lover's neck, "but I want you to stay today..." He buried his face in the other's neck , he closed his eyes sleepily, and his voice sounded very tired, "I'velostmywings... I was supposed to solve murders and catch criminals in the rain of bullets, but instead I became a coward with a snail shell—"

He cut him off.

"Hey, I've seen you act wildly - it's really disgusting, no one can drive you out of the sky like that..." Holding that handsome face, staring deeply into his eyes, using his own His smiling eyes dispelled the confusion in his eyes, "You won't stay in that place for too long..."

Her lips were blocked, and her whole body was gently embraced in her arms.While Chu Hua was intoxicated by Kang Bo's kiss, he heard him say something to herself—the voice was so low and charming, the lips were so tender and soft, and the tiredness was so unexpected that people were caught off guard.

Chu Hua quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep obediently.

Night Breeze lifted a corner of the curtain so that the moonlight could peek inside.A man sat on the bed with another on his lap.

This man who couldn't tell his age at all looked like a handsome wandering soul, with light brown curly long hair scattered on his shoulders, his skin was pale and almost transparent under the moonlight, but his lips seemed to be stained with blood.And the young man who was pillowed in his arms seemed to have fallen asleep, with soft and black bangs hanging on his forehead, breathing very steadily, and sleeping peacefully like an angel.

"You have been outside the door for a long time."

Hearing the man's voice, the little girl who had been peeping outside the door for a while came in.

"Put away the knife in your hand." At this moment, the tall and straight back was slightly bent, and Compo lowered his jaw, his eyes always traced his lover's face gently.He didn't cast a glance at the little girl who came in, but he seemed to have seen her clearly, and said with a smile, "I don't want to be rough on a lovely young lady."

"You wouldn't do that," the little girl took a few steps forward willfully, with the sharp knife behind her back, and added with a proud expression, "Chu Hua will be angry."

"Ha," the man laughed, "I will. I promise."

"But if you hit me, I will scream," Marilyn obediently put down the knife that had been pierced into Han Xiao's thigh, but said with a small mouth, "Chu Hua will be woken up."

"He seems to be asleep, but in fact he has fallen into the deepest hypnotic state." Gently rubbing the beautiful sleepy face with his fingertips, he said, "However you scream, he won't wake up." Come."

"How is this possible! How did you do it?" Marilyn was very surprised, and stared at each other with her eyes wide and round.

"The causes of hypnosis are complex and vary from person to person. But generally speaking, the nervous system of the human brain is like the city of Jericho, which can be indestructible or collapse overnight." Let the boy in his arms lie down peacefully On the bed, the man stood up with a cane, and slowly walked towards the little girl, "I'm sorry, this is too difficult for you to understand."

The author has something to say: ①This is what Romeo said when he met Juliet for the first time in "Romeo and Juliet", with slight changes; ②The original words are what Byron said: "Men are monsters, women are beauty."

③Quoted from the legend in the "Bible Old Testament", the impenetrable city wall of Jericho collapsed under the miracle of God, and then it was easily captured by the Israelites who were unable to enter the city for seven days.