There is always a cheater behind every detective

The next day, Li Lingfang's injury report came out. She was hit on the head, causing a slight concussion. There were many scars on her body, but it was not fatal. The worst thing was judged by a psychiatrist. She may have memory impairment due to excessive stimulation and cannot recall She couldn't even remember the place where she was imprisoned for the true face of the murderer who had shocked her so much.

Fortunately, there were many witnesses to Li Lingfang's escape before. After investigating, I soon found an empty house in the suburbs. A lot of meat should have been eaten by the murderer, and the murderer was very cunning. He probably abandoned this stronghold after discovering that Li Lingfang had escaped.

The identity of the victim drawn by Bai Yan was also confirmed.

This middle-aged man is an ordinary office worker, with a job that is neither high nor low, with an average income. He has a father, a mother, a daughter-in-law, and a son. He is a stressed family with high work and life pressure.Before he disappeared, he left a letter at home saying that he would return to his happiest bosom, but his family did not call the police. They only thought that he had abandoned his wife and son and went to the mistress. The whole family searched for it. Of course there was no news, and his wife Nao I have made a fuss, cried and cried, and now accepting the reality, the whole family is almost unwilling to think of this irresponsible man until today.

Zhao Zhuojie rubbed his sore forehead, he was not good at dealing with others, it was true, so he watched Wu Guangming carefully deal with the family members' questioning, and listened to Zhen Shanmei asking sideways about the situation of the middle-aged man before he disappeared, he just felt terrible up.

In Bai Yan's dream, the man had already been eaten, but they couldn't rush to report the news of his death to his family members without any real evidence, so it was naturally more difficult to obtain information, and they had to deal with a series of questions and inquiries from these family members. speculation.

Hearing them ask about the situation of the middle-aged man for the nth time, all kinds of misfortunes and conjectures that are very consistent with reality, Zhao Zhuojie only felt a headache, he couldn't help thinking of Bai Yan, thinking... what is his Xiaobai doing now?

Zhao Zhuojie didn't let Bai Yan follow him today because they moved to a new house in the dark at dawn, and the things they moved needed to be sorted out, so Bai Yan, who didn't have a full-time job, naturally stayed.Another reason is that Zhao Zhuojie deliberately gave Bai Yan free time. In fact, he had an idea to let Bai Yan gradually leave this temporary job. After the case of the Zhao family is settled in the future, let Bai Yan completely let go of these things. He will find a way Let Bai Yan not have to have those horrible dreams every day, and his family Xiaobai only needs to paint every day and live a little easier.

Bai Yan's vomiting last night made Zhao Zhuojie feel uneasy. Bai Yan's dream became more and more real. It can be seen that Bai Yan's strange ability gradually strengthened for unknown reasons. It is impossible to judge whether it is good or bad, but Zhao Zhuojie knows that people's mental endurance is limited. In the past, Bai Yan's dream may be viewed as a suspenseful thriller horror movie, but now?Forced to participate?That way, there is no guarantee that one day Bai Yan will not be able to bear it, and once her spirit breaks down, she will probably become a lunatic.

As long as he thought of the possibility, Zhao Zhuojie couldn't bear it. In fact, Bai Yan didn't owe anyone, and he didn't have any responsibility. Having such ability was not voluntary.

Thinking of Bai Yan, Zhao Zhuojie became even more dissatisfied with the current situation. His expression turned cold, like frozen frost, and he strode towards the family members of the victims who refused to cooperate and wanted to extract information from the police. He stood in front of the two subordinates, air-conditioned Fully open, immediately froze all the chattering men, women and children.

"Now I'm going to take his items back to investigate. You'd better not miss one, or even a button, otherwise..."

Later, when Wu Guangming continued to praise the greatness of the boss who solved the problem in a second, Zhen Shanmei asked, "Otherwise, what would happen to you?"

"Go home, wash and sleep." Don't waste time here.

"Your sister!" Wu Guangming couldn't help expressing emotion.

Zhen Shanmei kicked him.

When it comes to moving, Zhao Zhuojie and Bai Yan's combined luggage can't even fill the broken car, so their moving is very easy.Bai Yan didn't take much time to organize everything. The decoration is mainly white, supplemented by light blue, which looks fresh and warm. Yan was puzzled. After all, the house is not big. It is small, and the total area is about the same as his previous bedroom. Is it necessary to place such a large piece of furniture?

Because a certain innocent little white didn't understand the sinister intentions of a certain old hooligan, this question was quickly put aside.

The kitchen is open and tidy. There are two bathrooms, one bedroom and one study.

Bai Yan's painting utensils are placed in the study, thinking that when he is painting, Zhao Zhuojie can also work in the study, the corners of his lips are slightly raised.

Looking around the whole space, although it is small, it is perfect, and this is his and Zhao Zhuojie's home, in Bai Yan's heart, it is bigger than a castle.

Bai Yan sat on the sofa in the living room and surfed the Internet. As usual, he browsed forums, played on Weibo, and watched some modern TV series. After wandering around the Internet for a while, he finally couldn't sit still.He suddenly realized that the last time he tracked Xie Bi'an's money for dinner, compared to ordinary people, it was a 'sky-high dinner'.

Bai Yan, who had no concept of money in the past, now cares more about making money. He must first have his own business, and then have a future with Zhao Zhuojie, otherwise they will never be able to love each other on an equal footing.

Bai Yan was also full of action, he immediately walked into the studio and began to conceive the painting, Zhao Zhuojie called him at night, saying that he had to work overtime in the bureau for investigating the case, so that he didn't have to wait for the door.After Bai Yan hung up the phone, she nestled in the studio again, gradually showing the new world with colors following the strokes of inspiration.Until late at night, Bai Yan looked at an oil painting on the easel that had nothing to do with the theme of murder. The intense and bright colors are love, but the soft and light colors are life. Yan looked at the painting, deeply intoxicated, and then fell asleep in the intoxication.

Without Zhao Zhuojie's enthusiasm, Bai Yan still fell into a dream today. In the dream, she witnessed the death of men and women again from the perspective of Zhao Zhuojie's younger brother. It became clearer and clearer, and Bai Yan could tell that it was the melody of the Requiem.The murderer didn't know what kind of mentality he had, and hummed this song that is said to let the dead rest in peace. How could it be possible to rest in peace?So unworthy.

Similarly, this dream is still very short, and soon the scene switches again, another feast of human flesh, the ogre seems to be tired of eating the previous man, this time the food is a woman.The ogre picked up the knife in the kitchen set and skillfully cut open the victim's body. He also chose to eat the internal organs first. The woman's facial skin is not good. She probably used cosmetics a lot, so she was given up eating. On the contrary, her hands were special. Beautiful, the ogre changed to a big bone chopping knife, chopped off his hands with a few strokes, then poured everything into the pre-boiled seasoning, covered it with a lid and simmered slowly.

This time the cooking time was longer, and the ogre did not sit idle. He returned to the woman and began to slowly divide and process the remaining parts so that they would be more conducive to preservation.For a moment, only the sound of sharp knives cutting flesh and bones remained in the entire space, which was extremely creepy.

Suddenly there was a sound of ding dong, the murderer stopped packing the human flesh, the picture was changing, and soon he left this kitchen-like place, walked towards a laptop, and a private message came from a chat forum above.

[I'm imagining, imagining myself being chewed and sliding down the esophagus into your stomach, finally being absorbed, becoming one with you, it's time, let's meet. ]

The ogre seemed to be thinking about it, and after a while, he finally typed in the chat box: [I'll contact you when I'm ready. ]

Then go back, continue to divide and pack the woman's meat, the aroma of the meat secretly overflows from the edge of the iron pot's trembling lid, filling the entire space.

Bai Yan hurriedly sat up straight, he blinked his eyes to get used to the light, found that he was still in the study, he couldn't help raising his face to look at 'home', in the dream his cold heart finally felt a bit of warmth, his trembling body also Calm down.He took the sketchbook and wanted to do it, but at this moment he felt that the house was terribly deserted and he lost the feeling of home, so he grabbed his mobile phone and dialed the first number: "Brother Jie, I'm dreaming again!" , the victim, seems to have been eaten voluntarily... Can you come back and be with me? I miss you."

"I'll be right back, wait for me." Zhao Zhuojie hung up the phone and glanced at the series of photos taken from where Li Lingfang escaped, only to feel that there was a big difference between what Bai Yan said about "voluntary".

Is this murderer not that murderer?

Zhao Zhuojie frowned, only feeling that the case was more complicated.

In the ten minutes since Zhao Zhuojie drove back, Bai Yan had already drawn several drafts and was just waiting to refine them. When he heard the sound of the door lock turning, he immediately dropped the pen and paper and ran out of the study. Zhao Zhuojie who entered, his tall body still carried the coolness of night, but his eyes were warm when he was looking at him.

"Why are you wearing casual clothes? Didn't sleep?"

There was reproach in his voice, and Bai Yan felt caring and worried. He waited for Zhao Zhuojie to come over, hugged him and walked towards the room.

"It's cold at night, go to the suit coat first."

Bai Yan obediently followed into the room and put on her coat, and then went to the study. Zhao Zhuojie's gaze was immediately attracted by the painting in the center. In fact, Zhao Zhuojie couldn't understand this kind of abstract oil painting, but...

"How? Do you like it?"

Zhao Zhuojie turned his eyes when he heard the words, and seeing Bai Yan's princely face begging for praise, his heart sank immediately: "The color is beautiful, I don't understand anything else, but you like everything you draw, it's very beautiful."

Bai Yan seems to be satisfied with this answer. It doesn't matter whether Zhao Zhuojie knows how to paint, he just needs to feel the pampering and love of this person.

"I'll take it to Mr. Naxi tomorrow for an appraisal. If it can be sold for a good price, shall we buy the house? Brother Jie."

"You want to buy this house?" Zhao Zhuojie was slightly taken aback.

Bai Yan didn't understand why Zhao Zhuojie was stunned, with pure emotion in his eyes, he said naturally: "This is our home, but it still belongs to someone else, it should belong to us, right?"

Zhao Zhuojie understood and was very moved: "Okay, just buy it, and I will let Lu Xiong negotiate tomorrow."

"There is no money yet." Bai Yan said.

"I have." Zhao Zhuojie stroked his hair and said with a smile.

"But, I want to pay." Bai Yan insisted: "This is our home, we should build it together."

Zhao Zhuojie was stunned again, because of Bai Yan's stubbornness, this stubbornness that touched and warmed him, yes, their home should be organized by them.

"Okay, you have the final say."

Bai Yan smiled because of Zhao Zhuojie's approval and cooperation.

"Okay, can you give me your dreams and paintings now?" Zhao Zhuojie rubbed Bai Yan's face lightly with his rough palm, couldn't help pinching, seeing the prince's slightly shy expression, his heartbeat accelerated again : "Damn it, why am I working overtime today?"

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