Dangerous Personality

Li Guangfu didn't realize what he had bumped into at all, he saw Xie Lin coming to protect him, and when he was pushed down by Ji Mingrui who rushed up, he caught a glimpse of the man with long hair on his forehead.

The last time they met at the police station.

Li Guangfu clearly remembered that the last time this person recognized the mobile phone as an old mobile phone given to Xiaokang after he used it.

In fact, he couldn't see the look in the man's eyes clearly at the moment, it was hard to see what the man was thinking through the bottomless dark black pupils, he could only see his bright red lips pursed slightly.

Ji Mingrui pressed Li Guangfu on the table, and Li Guangfu's upper body was pressed against the desk surface, and the documents on the table were scattered all over the place. Although Ji Mingrui sometimes had a slow brain reaction, his physique was extraordinary, and he pressed people so that there was no room for resistance: " I didn't find your son last time...I'm afraid I have to ask your son this time."

He raised his voice again: "Jiang Yu, you should call his home first and ask around."

The other party is still a child. In the absence of definite evidence, following the normal interrogation mode, interrogating him whether he stole the convenience store items and whether he killed the cat may have some impact on the child's mind.

So they usually take some tactful measures first.

Jiang Yu understood: "I'll go right away."

Xie Lin noticed that Chi Qing was still staring at his hand, so he let go of Chi Qing's hand: "Sorry, I didn't think so much for a while, are you okay?"

Chi Qing didn't choke him like usual this time: You also know not to touch anything, so you touch something.

Because no matter how much he repelled him, he couldn't deny the fact that Xie Lin had indeed helped him just now.

The moment the man appeared, the distorted voice was blocked.

Li Guangfu's low, eerie, nightmarish voice, which still had a local accent even after being distorted, disappeared from his ears, and he seemed to be pulled back to reality from another world.

He never thought that this unreadable characteristic of Jie Lin could play such a role.

Xie Lin saw that he didn't speak, but he was not used to it: "You don't have to bear it, wash your hands if you want to, if you think I just touched your hand without saying hello..."

Before Xie Lin finished speaking, he heard Chi Qing say "thank you" to him before washing his hands.

Xie Lin: "What?"

Chi Qing: "I say thank you."

"You're welcome, I actually heard it," Xie Lin said, "I just want to hear you say it again."

"..."

"I didn't expect you to be reasonable occasionally." Xie Lin said again.

Chi Qing: "..."

Some people just can't pass the pole, so they know how to climb up the pole.

When Chi Qing came back after washing his hands, Jiang Yu just hung up the phone.

"I said that I am the property owner. What happened in the community some time ago had a certain impact on the residents. Let him not be afraid. If there are any clues, he can provide us...but his reaction was very calm. He said he had no clues."

After Jiang Yu hung up the phone, he recalled the reaction of the boy named Xiaokang in the call. The hoarse voice unique to boys during the voice change period was very flat, with almost no ups and downs.

"It's kind of strange that he seems to be in a hurry to hang up the phone."

At that time, Jiang Yu didn't think much about it, but vaguely heard the baby's crying through the receiver. The crying sounded weak and distant, and it might have come from the half-closed door.

Jiang Yu asked, "Is anyone crying?"

The boy's hoarse voice said calmly: "It's nothing. Because the upstairs is too noisy...so my brother cried."

"...He just said that it was too noisy upstairs, and my brother cried."

As far as the information collected so far, Jiang Yu didn't hear any other meaning in these words, but he saw Chi Qing and Xie Lin's expressions suddenly changed——

Jiang Yu vaguely felt that there might be some unexpected changes in the situation, which made him feel flustered: "Is there any problem with this sentence?"

Xie Lin: "Give me his home address."

Jiang Yu: "Building 12, 5...506."

After Jiang Yu reported the address of Li Guangfu's home, he watched as Xie Lin and Chi Qing did the same thing at the same time without any communication. The two of them pushed open the door one after the other and rushed out.

on the highway.

Xie Lin was driving so fast that he didn't seem to think about speeding fines and scoring points at all.

Chi Qing sat in the co-pilot's seat of this car for the second time, but He Xie Lin changed dramatically from an opponent to a "teammate".

He originally wanted to use other methods to knock Ji Mingrui sideways, such as asking him to investigate Li Guangfu's family relationship more. There is no substantive evidence for other things, so it's hard to say.But what the boy said on the phone and the baby crying made him think more.

Although he didn't know why Jie Lin came out with him.

The driver in the lane next to him watched a black Maybach keep overtaking, and he complained, "This is high speed, what kind of car is driving, it's going to die", and after complaining, he raised his eyes and couldn't even see the exhaust of that car.

The night scenes on both sides of the road reversed rapidly, and rows of afterimages of street lights passed by at an alarming speed.

Jie Lin rushed all the way into the street from the elevated road, so he had no choice but to slow down a little bit, and said when turning the corner: "When the murderer was looking for a 'substitute' to practice his hand, compared to the ease of obtaining this 'substitute', The specificity is the key point to be considered. In other words, there must be some kind of connection between the cat and the object he really wants to commit the crime, which is the same as the same commonality among the victims in many serial murder cases, 809 The commonality of the victims in the serial murders is that they are 'beautiful', and it was later proved that the murderer did have a certain complex for beautiful women because of someone."

When Xie Lin was speaking, the taillights of the car in front of him were reflected on his face through the window, and the strong light and shadow cast covered his light brown eyes that were smiling all the time.

He went on to say: "I think you and I should have roughly the same idea. Do you also think... the size of a cat is similar to that of a baby?"

"..."

Now Chi Qing knew why he rushed out together.

Chi Qing was more surprised by this man's thinking mode than he was surprised by Jie Lin's keenness. If he hadn't accidentally touched Li Guangfu's hand, he would never have associated cats with babies no matter what.

People who can come up with this idea are no less dangerous than the event itself.

Chi Qing didn't have much time to dwell on this issue.

Turning across the street ahead, Haimao is on the opposite side. What to do later is the current focus.

"You can't break in until you don't know what's going on inside," Xie Lin connected all the information in a very short time, and suddenly said, "Can you pretend to be a property owner?"

Chi Qing: "?"

Xie Lin: "You can just say 'Hi, I'm the property manager, I called you just now', just try to say something."

"Hello," Chi Qing put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, without even lifting his eyelids, showing his acting skills that are slowly sinking in the show business circle based on his strength, and said casually, "I am the property owner."

"........."

Xie Lin didn't speak any more.

Chi Qing: "Is there a problem?"

"Forget it, those who don't know think you are his father," Xie Lin commented pertinently, "Leave this job to me, just stand aside later so that he doesn't notice you."

Chi Qing: "..."

Haimao District.

Building 12, fifth floor.

The brick-red door was closed tightly, and there were old couplets pasted on the side of the door. Since the year had passed earlier, the four corners of the couplets had been rolled up.

The furniture in the house was configured in the early years, and there are heavy traces of life in the room.

The layout of the house is two bedrooms and one living room. The living room is not only an activity area, but also a study room for children to do their homework.

In one of the cubicles manually divided by a screen, lay a baby who was only half a year old. The baby was crying loudly at the moment. He seemed to know that danger was approaching him, and his whole body was red from crying, clenched into fists. His little hands waved wildly in the air.

"Wow woo woo woo—"

The baby cried for a while.

But the boy standing by the crib watching him silently did not respond.

The boy was still wearing the junior high school uniform of the nearby school. Although the crib blocked the position below his waist, a silver light could be vaguely glimpsed through the gaps in a few wooden railings.

What the boy held tightly in his hand was a new serrated knife.

He was looking at the baby's delicate neck, and then his eyes slowly moved down, and finally landed on the baby's heaving chest, between the 2nd and 5th ribs.

When he raised his wrist and sliced ​​open his younger brother's tender and delicate flesh little by little, the blood gushed out slowly and merged with the sharp and interlaced knife tips.

Through this distinctive touch, the boy deeply felt that this was not a cat, but human flesh. His wrist was trembling with excitement, but the knife had just scratched the skin when the doorbell rang suddenly.

He waited for a while, but the people outside seemed to know that he was at home, and the doorbell rang for a long time without stopping.

"Who?" He walked to the door with a knife in his hand.

"Property," the voice of the man outside the door sounded a little careless, "I received a complaint, and you think the upstairs is noisy."

The boy opened the door a crack and met a pair of smiling eyes.

The man added: "Just now I have communicated with the residents upstairs. They said that it may be a sound insulation problem, and they will pay attention to it in the future..." The man paused slightly when he said this, "Your brother is still crying?"

The cry of the baby was very clear.

The boy slowly clenched the knife behind his back, and contacted the phone call just now. He had no doubts, but hurriedly closed the door: "He may be hungry."

However, at the last moment when the door was closed, Jie Lin's hand reached into the gap between the doors, and his fingers tightened suddenly, firmly against the gap.

While he was resisting the gap, Chi Qing, who had to stand aside because he was not qualified to act as a real estate agent, lifted his foot and kicked the door open--when he kicked the door, he kept his hands in his pockets, with an expression on his face. Nothing has changed.

Chi Qing looked like someone who came to the door with a younger brother to find fault, and urged in a cold voice after kicking the door: "Hurry up."

Because of Chi Qing's move, Xie Lin had enough space to move around, and immediately entered the room.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys do not have an advantage in strength against a grown man.

It took the boy a few seconds to realize that he still had a knife in his hand after he was thrown to the ground, but by the time he realized, his wrist had already been firmly held down by Xie Lin.

Xie Lin took out the bloody knife in the boy's hand, and after initially confirming the baby's injuries, he had time to respond to Chi Qing's urging: "...I didn't say exactly what I said just now, you are not like his father." , you look like a door-to-door debt collector."