Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

"I've heard of it."

Jiang Xun didn't know when he stood beside Fu Liang.

Fang Yu stood up with great interest, stood between them, looked at Jiang Xun and said, "Have you ever logged in to this website?"

"No." Jiang Xun shook his head, looking at him honestly.

Fu Liang didn't quite understand what they were talking about. With his arms resting on his chest, he faced Jiang Xun, his shoulders slanted against the iron railing, and he tilted his head to guess, "Crimaster website? Is it teaching people to commit crimes?"

Jiang Xun put his hands in his pockets parallel to the iron fence, and looked at Fu Liang with parted eyes: "I heard it is."

Fang Yu nodded with a chuckle, raised his head and said, "Since you don't know much about Crimaster, I'll tell you about it."

Fu Liang raised eyebrows, but in fact he didn't want to hear it. He licked the back of his teeth with the tip of his tongue boredly: "You make a long story short."

Jiang Xun lowered his head and couldn't help laughing, Fu Liang immediately took a sneak peek at him.

Fang Yu did not show the embarrassment of being offended, and naturally continued his topic and introduced the history, development and current situation of Crimaster.

Crimaster is an extranet founded three years ago. The original intention of netizens to create this domain was just to share unsolved case stories, but then it slowly evolved into "guiding crime". , became the so-called "Hell Planner".

Some of them will write their "brain holes" on the homepage, waiting for customers to come to contact them;

Some will take the initiative to find potential clients who need criminal consulting help in website forums;

Of course, the so-called "hell planner" will also charge a certain fee after the event is completed, and this fee is also the bond of their relationship.

Fu Liang understood: "You mean that the murderer pretended to be an accident in the case of the fire? But there is an expert behind him?"

"En." Fang Yu nodded, "It's not just this one. At the beginning of this year, we successfully captured a hell planner hidden behind the website. According to him, we had at least three cases last year that came from Crimaster's imagination. Our information The colleagues in the group checked the IP, and the IP was encrypted layer by layer, but it was finally unlocked in Canada, and we were all tricked by that person.”

"Why did you tell me this? Could it be that the pervert who stole girls' underwear was also instructed by Crimaster? Is it necessary?" Fu Liang felt a little ridiculous.

Fang Yu threw the finished coffee can into the trash can under the TV: "I don't think you are bored, so I want to chat with you?"

"Fang sir, I'm not bored, and I really want to be sleepy..." Fu Liang forced another yawn, "Can I borrow an eye mask?"

"Okay, let's give you two blindfolds..." Fang Yu said generously, and he still sighed when he turned around, "We have almost locked that person, and hope that he will not commit another crime, and we will definitely catch him next time."

Fu Liang turned around and went back to the bench to lie down first, and said to Jiang Xun, "I'm so sleepy, I'll lie down for two hours first, and then you lie down for another two hours, we can almost have breakfast together."

Fu Liang was woken up by the chaotic voices of the police comrades at work. He took off his blindfold and opened his eyes. Jiang Xun was standing beside him, eating meat buns and drinking soy milk, with his portion still hanging on his wrist.

"Why didn't you wake me up, aren't you sleepy?"

Fu Liang didn't notice a hint of distress in his tone.

But Jiang Xun sensed it sensitively, and an inexplicable feeling floated in his heart: "I just want you to feel guilty for committing a crime and staying in the detention center, and dragging me on my back."

“I’m tired of saying the word ‘wronged’. "Fu Liang looked at Jiang Xun tenderly with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Xun unnaturally staggered his eyes, took off the breakfast on his wrist and handed it to him: "I'm tired of saying the word "wronged", I didn't prescribe you any medicine. "

"Well, I believe you." Fu Liang took the breakfast and stood up, "Can you sit down for a while? Standing for four hours is quite tiring, and I don't think you seem like a person who likes to squat."

Jiang Xun couldn't help but glanced at him, but hurriedly looked away. Fu Liang guessed right, he really didn't like squatting, so he stood for four hours, and after sitting down on his hips, his legs were as relaxed as if they had been amnesty.

Fang Yu went back after the night shift, and came to the police station again at eleven o'clock, bringing their fingerprints and drug identification reports.

The good news is that Jiang Xun's fingerprints were not found on the paper bowl containing cold noodles, and no residual drugs were detected in the paper bowl.

Therefore, Jiang Xun can go back, he is innocent.

The bad news is that Fu Liang still has to stay in the detention room and can't leave until a week later, unless it is confirmed that the pervert is someone else.

When Jiang Xun left the detention room, he turned back and asked him with conscience still: "Do you need anything? I'll bring it for you."

"I want to study, please bring me the textbooks of "Optoelectronics", "Information Materials" and "University Physics". "Fu Liang pinched the bridge of his nose and said.

Jiang Xun readily agreed: "Okay, no problem."

After watching his leaving back for a while, Fang Yu leaned over to the iron sill and said sarcasticly to him: "Look at him, he didn't forget to think about you when he went out, but you were thinking about how to lure people in."

"Uh..." Fu Liang was really ashamed at the time, and said with his forehead against the iron railing, "Fang sir, you can't blame me, I was wronged, to be honest, look at me, handsome and decent, I don't look like a wretched pervert .”

"There's an old saying, 'A man is not judged by his appearance', who knew? "

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, his complex eyes seemed to point to something, "Some people, despite their appearance, are actually sanctimonious, and their hearts are much darker than their faces."

Fu Liang moved his cheeks: "There is some truth in what you said."

As he spoke, he turned and went back to the bench to lie down.

Fang Yu's scrutinizing eyes looked at him indiscriminately.

Fu Liang couldn't figure it out, if Jiang Xun didn't harm him, who else could it be?

What does Fang Yu's Crimaster clues have to do with his case? What is he implying?

He thought about habitually touching his trouser pocket to get his cell phone, and then realized that the cell phone had been confiscated by the police, and it was still his.

In the afternoon, Jiang Xun abided by the agreement and brought him "Optoelectronics", "Information Materials" and "University Physics" textbooks, and carefully prepared two draft notebooks and two gel pens, as if the police station would treat him badly. same as pen.

However, Fu Liang found that Jiang Xun's complexion was not very good. Although he usually gave people an aura of "don't disturb the idlers" and "don't get close to strangers", what Fu Liang saw from his face this time was not " A "cold" smile, but an "irritated" smile.

"Hey, are you in a bad mood?" Fu Liang asked for a piece of chewing gum from Sister Jinghua, put it in his mouth, and asked while chewing.

"No." Jiang Xun didn't mean to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, and forced a smile, "I'm leaving first, you... take good care of yourself."

Fu Liang: "Yes."

Jiang Xun was sitting in an online car-hailing car, flicking his phone depressedly, but the WeChat chat interface with his "boy friend" was still only his one-man show.

When his mobile phone was confiscated last night, he was afraid that his boyfriend would be worried, so he specially sent him a message to say hello. The first time he got the mobile phone today, he quickly checked WeChat, but he didn't take his concern seriously at all. From last night to Just ignore him now.

He sent a few more messages and made two voice calls, but still no one answered.

Although online dating is unreliable, if it was his wishful thinking for half a year, wouldn't it be too sad?