Mr Killer Next Door

Do Min Chan is a very special person.

Whether it is against Jiang Yu or "Sea Wolf".

Because on his 25th birthday, this person lived his whole life without sorrow or joy.

At the beginning of the story, the brown-haired man in a straight gray trench coat, military boots, and a cigar in his mouth vigorously pushed open the door of the dormitory.

The door stopper was smashed into two pieces, and the bright sunlight was like a row of aloe vera flower pots by the door, which couldn't regain its original shape after falling.

Light shattered on the glass mirror on either side of the bridge of his nose.

At that time, Jiang Yu was still young, and when he saw someone coming in, he just sat in front of the computer.

"Who are you looking for?"

The man looked around and took off his sunglasses.

"This place is really small...By the way, you hacked the campus network and changed the number of candidates for the student union referendum?"

Jiang Yu silently turned his head back.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I've checked. Your school's website is encrypted at least 50 times, and you have cracked all of them? Did you teach yourself, or did someone else teach you? I remember that your department doesn't have this course."

The man walked over talking to himself, his nailed boots pressed against the wooden board, each foot was clanging and steady.

"By the way, no one reminded you? When you do something bad..."

A big hand stretched out from the side and directly covered the notebook in front of Jiang Yu.

The unfinished cigar was pressed against Jiang Yu's fingers.

"You can't leave traces."

He just simply couldn't understand the student union using power for personal gain.

But he didn't expect to alert the Federal Security Agency (FSA) and get himself into even bigger troubles.

After the falsification of data came to light, FSA applied for Jiang Yu to drop out of school, and intentionally covered up his whereabouts, and arranged for him to study beside Du Mincan.

Do Min Chan is a legend of the FSA-09 operation team, he is the Chaos of the international hacker organization, and he is also a master of tracking, profiling and crime.A few years ago, he retired due to the recurrence of left hand tenosynovitis, and then served as a recruit instructor for one year.

However, such a person completely lost contact with the FSA during his last mission six years ago.

Until the disbandment of the FSA-06 action team, the life and death of Do Min Chan is still an unsolved mystery.

Jiang Yu knew very well that Qiu Shihuan was just throwing stones to ask for directions.

Because he does make a steady profit without losing money, and there is really no need to fulfill a real cooperative relationship.

But Jiang Yu was still very lucky.

A dangerous person who is not trustworthy, but as long as his stomach is fed and his needs are met, he can always squeeze something out of his mouth.

Now, it is truly my own.

***

I don't know what kind of dream he had, but when Jiang Yu woke up, he was in a daze and was indistinctly tired.

Maybe it was because I was too drunk last night and my body couldn't metabolize the excess alcohol.

He groaned and buried his head into the pillow, subconsciously wanting to wrap his arms around those around him.

But the palm of his hand caressed the wrinkled bed sheet, and it was cold.

Empty.

Jiang Yu opened his eyes. The palpitations caused by the hangover made him have to face headaches, dizziness and even liver discomfort alone, and his eyes could not be in focus.

There was only a note with the address on it beside the pillow.

Qiu Shihuan's Chinese characters were scribbled and poorly written, so he used a mixed Chinese and Korean characters that Jiang Yu could barely understand.

The delivery address is a law firm in District 23, and the recipient is Jiuwu.

So today seems to be a working day.

Therefore, Jiang Yu looked up at the hands of the hanging watch, and immediately got out of bed in a hurry to pack up his things.

The itinerary for the morning has been decided, and he will ask for the painting to be treated professionally until it is safely delivered to Jiuya.

Calculating the time, after filling in the delivery address and confirming that the information is correct, he must immediately set off for the D-2171 factory.

When rushing into the bathroom to wash up, Jiang Yu noticed that the turquoise ring that was just dismantled yesterday was still on his hand.

Since the discovery of surveillance and listening devices, Qiu Shihuan seems to have lost some great interest.

He no longer paid attention to the ring, nor chose to recycle it.

Now, this ring is still on Jiang Yu's finger, like a silent oath.

Obviously, the other party also knew that there was no need to monitor him.

Trust is something unimaginable.

When they met for the first time, confronted for the first time and even tried for the first time, Jiang Yu never thought of trusting this lunatic.

This little lunatic who broke into his house in the middle of the night and beat him to death, was now his important informant.

What kind of person is Qiu Shihuan?

A terrifying person who knows he disdains to kill you, but will use violence to paint on you. He is both innocent and cruel, and his spirit is extremely unstable.

When getting along with Qiu Shihuan, you must not overturn old scores too much.There must be no doubts about his curiosity or what he did.

You have to follow him in everything.

Otherwise, there is only a dead end waiting for you.

As if confronting the reflection in the mirror, Jiang Yu opened the sliding door behind the mirror and picked up a razor in the second compartment.

The thin blade is attached to the jaw, as long as the angle is correct, a little pressure can cut the skin and cut the capillaries.This is what Do Min Chan taught him, to be good at finding weapons from the details of life.

But Jiang Yu didn't want to be trained as an armed officer. He would rather sit in the office and quietly do idle work that has nothing to do with death.

The blade combed to the right, and he looked at the person in the mirror in a daze, recalling the picture that had been soaked in alcohol and faded.

— maybe just a few hours ago, even the memories are close at hand.

The ring left imprints on the surface of the opponent's white and soft skin, and the strength of the thumb was just right, and it quickly moved from the waist to the back of the waist.

Fingers down, pressing on the very sensual waist.

Qiu Shihuan looked over with tears in his eyes, his lips pursed, but he didn't say anything.

This little lunatic unexpectedly has a sensitive body, even a little stimulation can wipe away his arrogance.

For human beings, the more mysterious and arrogant the creature, the closer it is, the lower its posture, the more fatal the consequences.

He must admit that he is a mortal who cannot escape worldly desires.

Qiu Shihuan is that dangerous leopard, Jiang Yu told himself again and again that he must never get close to such a dangerous creature.

Keep your distance, keep your distance.

But he couldn't resist the approach of the dangerous creature, and he couldn't resist the creature lying under him, revealing its defenseless belly.

Feeling the soft waist under his palm go limp, Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows.

With the other party's intentional acquiescence and guidance, he pointed his fingers to the outside, and then parted the tense legs.

"Ah, uncle... don't look in."

Moans mixed with pain or pleasure.

Maybe it's because of the strength in the hand, the tender skin was deeply sunken by the thumb.

Qiu Shihuan struggled to slap him away, but his fingers were caught in mid-air.

Jiang Yu clenched the fingertips of the other party, and leaned under the nose to peck and kiss.The lips contain every gem, every line, and even the fingertips.

"Don't be so tense on your legs, relax." Jiang Yu suppressed some emotions, his throat was burning like lava, "I won't look inside."

Thighs timidly parted.

Press the thumb on the acupuncture point on the inside.

But Jiang Yu couldn't control himself, and his fingers began to move upwards purposefully, until he touched the heel of his leg suggestively.

"Ah... don't do this." Qiu Shihuan's body almost bounced up, he bit the pillow cover, but his waist was so soft that he couldn't straighten up at all, "Uncle, this is so embarrassing, please forgive me." He was saying this At that time, his eyes were eager to overflow with tears, his lips were as red as overripe apples, "As long as uncle spares me, I will be a good boy...you will definitely like it."

***

Jiang Yu suddenly picked up a handful of cold water and splashed all the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

That was his witness, his crazy collaborator, the violent little monster.

Apart from this seemingly distant relationship, I can't have any thoughts.

Otherwise, you will die miserably.

He quickly left the bathroom, put on his clothes, and pushed open the door of the guest room with the luggage he had brought.

Going down to the first floor, ready to settle the hotel bills, Jiang Yu was informed by the front desk that all payments had been settled by another man who was traveling with him early in the morning.

The other party only left a sticker.

Jiang Yu nervously unfolded the goose-yellow sticker folded into a five-pointed star.

The handwriting is flamboyant.

[Uncle, I’m so hungry, but Uncle slept too soundly, I can only have morning tea by myself:(

Ah, by the way^p^——Can you bring me a cup of milk tea on the way?I am the most famous one on East Commercial Street, come and find me! 】

Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, refolded the stickers along the creases, and put them in the inner pocket of his close-fitting jacket.

After thanking the front desk with a smile, he strode out of the hotel and took a deep breath of the morning air.

A group of fat white pigeons fluttered from the windows, the roof, and the cables, and fled in all directions into the distance.

The moment the automatic door closed behind him, Jiang Yu raised his head and looked at the cloudless blue above.

"It's sunny today."

***

The post office is located in the office section, not far from the East Commercial Street and the milk tea shop.

There are old-fashioned bookstores and antique shops, and the overall building is a Chinese-European hybrid building, with a row of white pigeons standing on the roof.

Jiang Yu casually found a breakfast stand and bought two white steamed buns. While avoiding the big white goose in the fountain in the central square, he gnawed them with gusto.

Turning across a street of fashion business, you will soon arrive at a church-like building, which is the post office.

Jiang Yu walked to the counter, and the front desk greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hello, sir. How can I help you?"

"I want to send a painting." He said, "The sender's name should be... Braun. I live at No. 729 Nanxin Street. This is the address I want to send."

He handed over the note.

The receptionist lowered his head and checked the address and recipient.

"Cross-regional mailings may be subject to a corresponding handling fee."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the things can be delivered safely."

"Please fill in the relevant information here." She handed over a form and handed Jiang Yu a ballpoint pen, "You seem to be in a good mood, is such a big thing sent to a friend?"

"Of course, otherwise, who else is worthy of me?"

Jiang Yu quickly finished filling out his personal information—of course, it was all Braun's.His real name and address cannot appear on something that requires strict screening.

"This item is precious and I hope you treat it as fragile. Cost is not an issue."

"I see. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Not for now, I think. Thank you for your concern, ma'am."

Jiang Yu smiled at her again, turned and left the post office after paying the cash.

From the post office, it was only about 10 minutes to the East Commercial Street where Qiu Shihuan was located, so Jiang Yu decided to walk there.

As soon as he went out, he couldn't help but took out the last cigarette in the cigarette case, and lit a fire casually.While moving his shoulders and arms from side to side, he walked past the window of the electrical store.

There are nearly 20 LCD TVs of different sizes in the window, all of which are playing the same channel.

He just took a breath, and he didn't even start to soothe his nerves.The lips are only slightly opened, and at the moment when a puff of white smoke is exhaled, dozens of TVs simultaneously emit a female voice.

[A few days ago, the suspect who killed former finance committee member Qiao Yingsheng was arrested by the police. The murder weapon was found in the examination hall. After fingerprint verification, the suspect matched the fingerprints left at the scene. 】

Jiang Yu was still holding a cigarette, but his eyes were almost glued to the few photos shown on the TV screen.

[According to the police, the suspect is a family member of one of the murdered women, and the move may be intended for revenge. 】

Wearing masks and peaked caps, the spotlights come and go like a wave.The person who was strictly enforced by the judiciary, shackled, and escorted into the back seat of a police car by the police on the left and right.

It wasn't Qiu Shihuan.

what happened?

Jiang Yu suddenly thought of a question.

From the beginning to the end, Qiu Shihuan never said that he killed Qiao Yingsheng.

He just gave an explanation vaguely and jokingly, and then led himself to make a wrong judgment.

【Because I want to kill him. 】

It was this sentence, it was the self-confidence that he showed intentionally or unintentionally.

All going in the wrong direction.

Qiu Shihuan's motive may not be as simple as he thought.