Dangerous Personality

Everyone has secrets in their hearts.

Chi Qing got out of the car, and the doorman at the entrance of the community had a kind face. He was wearing an army green coat, and he smiled and opened the door for the residents: "Hello, be careful on the road and pay attention to safety."

He has a very harmonious relationship with most of the residents in the community: "—Walking the dog again? Wangcai looks much more energetic today than a few days ago."

Everyone praised him as a positive and extremely optimistic person.

Only Chi Qing knew that he was actually suffering from severe depression, the smile on his face was just a mask, and he stared at the ceiling in a daze all night: 【What am I doing every day...what am I doing alive? 】

"Drip—" The access control was lifted.

Chi Qing raised his eyes slightly, and the guard still had a familiar smile on his face.

The roads in the community are wide and there are many buildings.

Chi Qing walked in from the entrance and exit, and a cleaner with a windshield on the road pushed the car past. The cleaner was hunched over, and the excessive work made him look much older than his actual age.There are several tools and a full load of garbage in the cleaning car.

His wife just passed away last month.

A well-meaning resident would save up empty plastic bottles for him, and silently say "sorry" before leaving.

He did look sad, with red eyes for a whole month.

Until Chi Qing accidentally touched his hand while throwing garbage, and found him panting like a drowning person floating on the shore, she secretly rejoiced: [There is not so much money to see a doctor for her, after all these years, she has to work and To take care of her, she finally let me go...]

Chi Qing lives in Building 16.

He brushed past the cleaner, pushed open the unit door and entered.

The elevator displays "8" and is descending from the eighth floor.

"Ding."

The elevator door just opened a crack, and before seeing anyone, I heard the lively voice of the little girl.

The girl with twin ponytails is holding the adult's hand, looking up and asking, "Mom, will Daddy come back tonight?"

The woman holding her was wearing a camel sweater, and said softly, "Dad works overtime today... Well, here we are, watch your feet, don't fall again."

They are the residents of this building, a family of three, and the couple are well-known model couples in the community.

On the first day Chi Qing moved into this building a few years ago, the woman came up to deliver a box of biscuits she made herself: "I heard that you just moved in, and I happened to make some biscuits, so please take it if you don't mind it. "

The woman smiled shyly again: "I don't know if it suits your taste, but my husband likes it very much."

【...He thought the child was really his.

If it wasn't for his good conditions, there is a suite in the local area...]

The woman came out of the elevator and glanced at Chi Qing.

Chi Qing didn't respond, and pressed the floor button. He looked at the back of the little girl bouncing around, and the girl urged innocently: "Mom, hurry up."

The elevator door slowly closed.

Everyone has secrets in their hearts.

He never met anyone he couldn't read.

In many people's hearts, there are thoughts that are difficult to see, deep guilt that no one knows, and desires that cannot be appealed to.These are like a huge abyss, the dark and deep holes can swallow almost everything.

The elevator rushed up through the dark shaft.

In the process of ascending with a slight sense of weightlessness, Chi Qing remembered the look of a neurotic sitting in an office chair and taking the book away from his face, and suspected that the moment when he didn't read anything just now might be just a coincidence.

The curtains in the room were closed tightly, completely blocking the sunlight outside, and the lights were not turned on, but Chi Qing was very comfortable with the darkness.

He doesn't like bright environments.

When Ji Mingrui made a video call, he was crossing one leg, huddled in the sofa and tuned the TV channel. The TV emitted cold blue fluorescence, and the faint blue hit him, outlining some facial features.

Ji Mingrui could barely see half of his side face from the light: "...Brother, are you a vampire reincarnated? This black light is blind."

Chi Qing expressed with practical actions that he did not want to cooperate: "It's okay, I'll hang up."

"Don't be impatient, let me tell you that you affect your eyesight like this..."

Chi Qing: "Hang up."

"Wait a minute," Ji Mingrui's side was extremely bright. The two video frames on the phone seemed to be one day and one night. They were clearly in the same time zone, and he felt jet-lagged, "You haven't returned to me yet, how about going to the doctor explain?"

Chi Qing adjusted the frequency, and a cold blue flashed on him: "The doctor said that he is not very confident."

Ji Mingrui: "This is the truth, but now the doctor's words are too straightforward, right?"

Ji Mingrui then asked: "And what kind of psychosis did you encounter?"

Speaking of "crazy", Ji Mingrui suddenly felt that Chi Qing's face was outlined by the cold blue light and became colder.

Chi Qing: "He is sick, there is nothing to say."

"..."

Ji Mingrui wants to say that you are actually not very normal.

But he dared not.

"That's fine, as long as you're fine." While speaking, Ji Mingrui got into the car with his mobile phone in his hand, started the engine and said, "I still have to call the police, we'll talk later."

Chi Qing didn't take it seriously. The last meal made him deeply understand the nature of Ji Mingrui's work. He put down the remote control, and the TV channel finally stayed on a column of emotional programs: "Which one is getting divorced?"

Ji Mingrui listened to the TV station's words from Chi Qing's side, "Although there is a 30-year age difference between us, I really love him, I love his maturity, and I love the lines carved on his face by the years." Twitching hard, I don't know what kind of messy things Chi Qing usually looks at.

He said seriously: "You may have misunderstood my work. This time, Comrade Chi Qing is not a small fight." He emphasized, "This is a bloody case, the kind where blood flows into rivers."

Chi Qing diverted a little attention from the TV program, glanced at him across the phone screen, and motioned for him to continue talking.

"Killed seven in one night—"

Chi Qing: "Seven people?"

Ji Mingrui: "...seven cats."

Chi Qing looked away mercilessly: "Oh."

Ji Mingrui knew that Chi Qing didn't like that kind of furry animals very much.

It's not so much that he doesn't like it, it's better to say that he doesn't seem to have any feelings for pets.

When I was in school, a girl brought back a stray cat from the school grove and kept it secretly in the classroom. Every day after class, the whole class gathered around to watch the cat. Only Chi Qing remained motionless.

"Aren't you going to have a look?"

"What catches your eyes?"

At that time, Ji Mingrui was much shorter than now, and he wore height-increasing shoes secretly every day to increase his momentum and confidence in running for the sports committee: "It's cute, don't you think?"

Chi Qing is pretty much the same as now, beautiful and gloomy, he pointed to the blackboard with his pen: "Have you finished speaking, please let me stop writing questions."

Ji Mingrui shook his head, and before hanging up the video, he choked out and said, "Cats are so cute, how could anyone not like cats."

Facts have proved that overlapping characters are really lethal. This time, Chi Qing didn't even say the word "hang up", and cut off the video directly.

"Haimao Community" is located in the old city, with white walls and blue tiles, narrow and long alleys, short bicycle bells and the sound of wheels running through the streets and alleys, and there are primary and secondary schools nearby. It is a place with a strong sense of life. .

Ji Mingrui parked the car, and before he entered the community, he saw a circle of people around the gate of the community.

Although the accumulated rainwater has evaporated, the large dry bloodstains that were washed away by the rainwater are still stained on the street, glaring and eye-catching in the sun.The blood was running down the lawn, and it might not be unusual for a cat to die—but there were seven dead cats piled densely in the bushes.

Each one was opened with a knife, and the internal organs were forcefully pulled out, messy and brutally mixed together, and the death was tragic.They all stared wide-eyed, half of their heads protruding from the black plastic bags.

Someone covered the child's eyes, and walked quickly through the crowd: "...doing evil, then it's embarrassing (why are you so cruel)."

Ji Mingrui heard a familiar wail in the noisy crowd: "My daughter——"

It was Grandma Wang's voice.

Only then did Ji Mingrui barely make out the silver-white highland with a black spot on one of its ears through the blurred flesh and blood. He had seen this cat before.

The last time I went to Granny Wang's house to investigate the wood carving case, the cat was lying on the balcony and peeking at them.

Su Xiaolan and another male colleague arrived at the scene ahead of time. She took a notebook to record the situation, stepped back from the edge of the bush, and said in a low voice, "It's just the cat of Grandma Wang's family. It was raised by her daughter before her death. I have been with her for many years... She changed the name of the cat and called it by her daughter's nickname, Nannai."

Ji Mingrui: "Are there any other discoveries, are they all here?"

Su Xiaolan: "It's all here. Residents reported that there have been fewer and fewer stray cats in the community. Until yesterday, the last stray cat was gone. They always thought that the weather was getting colder, and the stray cats found other places. Dwell."

Looking at the bushes, Ji Mingrui couldn't help frowning.

Incidents of animal cruelty and killing in the community occur from time to time, but in most cases, the probability of "poisoning" and "beating to death" is relatively high. Bully the weak.

It's really rare to cut a cat alive....

Su Xiaolan said again: "Brother Bin said he would come over to take a look later, judging by the time, it is probably coming soon."

"Brother Bin" is not a young guy, but an old detective who retired from the top.When I was young, I participated in many serious and important cases. Two years ago, I was injured when I was on a mission, and because of my age, I retired to lead these newcomers.

Usually when it's time for dinner, they like to gather around Brother Bin and listen to him talk about the case, while Brother Bin takes advantage of the opportunity to reminisce about the past: "When I arrested the criminal——"

After Ji Mingrui comforted Grandma Wang, who was crying so hard beside her, she helped her to sit on the edge of the flower bed to ease her mood, and was about to stand up when she saw a black Maybach driving slowly from the other side of the street. The body of the car parked impartially near the crowd.

They "Brother Bin" got off from the co-pilot. Brother Bin's full name is Wu Zhibin. He has a neatly shaved cropped head. Due to inconvenient legs and feet, he needs a cane in his hand. of."

However, Ji Mingrui was attracted by the person sitting in the driver's seat through that momentary gap.

The man's side face was extremely prominent, he seemed to be looking at it, his eyes were unusually coquettish, his hand was on the steering wheel, and he wore a very thin ring on his finger.

"Brother Bin."

Wu Zhibin walked with a cane on his feet: "What's going on?"

Ji Mingrui stepped aside so that he could see the situation in the bushes clearly: "Seven cats died, and the method of torture and killing is exactly the same, and it should be the same person. After a rain, many traces were washed away by the rain... ...And the monitoring here has been broken for a month, and the monitoring in other parts of the community is being adjusted."

Wu Zhibin: "It's all useless information. You might as well say that you have been investigating the scene for so long and found nothing."

Ji Mingrui: "..."

Wu Zhibin squatted down with a cane, looked at the seven cat corpses for a while, and suddenly asked, "What do you think?"

Ji Mingrui and Su Xiaolan stood behind him, not understanding what he meant for a while.

Ji Mingrui glanced at Su Xiaolan and hinted: I have finished reporting, is this calling you?

Su Xiaolan returned an innocent look.

Su Xiaolan opened her mouth, and was about to squeeze out some more information when she heard someone behind her say, "From the shoe prints, the suspect is an adult male, but his physical fitness may not be very good and his strength is weak. "

She turned her head and met a pair of slightly raised eyes.

They watched the scene for more than half an hour, but only saw some superficial information.

But as soon as this person opened his mouth, he began to outline the characteristics of the suspect, even if it was only a small "poor physical fitness"-in many cases, it was these small characteristics that exposed the murderer.

Su Xiaolan also didn't care about the relationship between the two who didn't know each other, and asked, "Where did you know that?"

The man didn't feel offended, and pointed to the ground: "Plastic bag."

"There are signs of serious wear and tear on the bottom of the plastic bag, indicating that it has been dragged on the ground for a period of time."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the rubber gloves that Su Xiaolan had left on the edge of the bushes in a good manner.

These cat corpses all had puncture marks on their chests, and the bloody holes were lined up in a long row in a frightening manner.

"The cut surface of the wound is not smooth, and there are traces of being pulled back and forth." The man gently held up the cat's body with his hand. After checking, his hand stayed on the cat's eyes, and then lightly covered the cat's wide-open eyes. He covered his eyes and closed the cat's eyes, making it seem to walk more peacefully, "This should be a small serrated knife."

"Who is he? From the General Administration?" Ji Mingrui asked in a low voice.

Su Xiaolan said: "I don't know, I just heard Brother Bin call him 'brat'."

At this time, another male policeman who hadn't spoken the whole time spoke in a trance and questioned, "Are you two in this business?"

Ji Mingrui and Su Xiaolan: "?"

"He is a former consultant of the Criminal Police Headquarters, Xie Lin."

After the male policeman finished speaking, he added three more words in a very grand manner: "...my idol."