A gentleman is not a group

In the dark, there are no candles, only a ray of moonlight outside the window, hitting the face through the thin window paper, making the complexion of the people around me as white as snow.

Zhou Chi tilted his head to look at Xie Jianmian who was lying in the middle, holding the warm hairpin in his hand: "Why do you think the doctor kidnapped those women?"

Xie Jianmian opened his eyes, looked at a gleam of light above his head, and blinked lightly: "I can't guess, there are too many reasons to kidnap a person, for money, for love, for hatred, it's all possible, but when kidnapped The number of people turned into four, or the unrelated four, the reason behind it is hard to know."

"Yeah." Zhou Chi's eyes didn't move, the darkness covered his unscrupulous scrutiny, the breathing of the two intertwined and could be heard clearly, "Not only can't we guess the reason, we don't even know whether the four women are dead or alive. .”

The dark night tends to magnify people's negative emotions, and the front is even more helpless. Zhou Zhi lay on the hard and cold wooden bed, with an indescribable oppression in his chest.

He closed his eyes hard, suppressed the depression in his chest, and asked the person lying quietly beside him, "Is it cold?"

There was only one quilt on this bed, which was thin and hard. The thin quilt that was usually only covered by one person was now covering the bodies of two grown men, which was obviously not enough. Zhou Chi pulled the quilt on Xie Jianmian's body. After finishing the movements, half of his body was exposed outside, and the wet and cold air brushed against his skin at night, it was indeed a bit cold.

Xie Jianmian shook his head, "It's not cold..."

Received a negative answer, but Zhou Chi still took the coat at the head of the bed and stretched out his hands to cover Xie Jianmian's body. Before he could resist, he patted his thin shoulder: "Sleep..."

After speaking, Zhou Chi closed his eyes, but he didn't see any strange emotion in Xie Jianmian's gaze.

Xie Jianmian was woken up.

There seemed to be some sound lingering in my ears in my dream, and I heard heavy gasps one after another, with extreme pain and helplessness, like a small animal trapped in a trap with no support, and could only cry out in the dark cage .

He thought it was a dream, but when he opened his eyes and confirmed that he was extremely awake, the suppressed and painful voice was still echoing in his ears, and he realized that the movement was made by the person beside him.

Xie Jianmian stood up and looked at Zhou Chi, his brows were tightly furrowed like a person immersed in a dream, and the sound of panting came from his breath. It was obviously cold, but his cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat, as if he was going through some kind of world. torture.

With Zhou Zhi like this, it was obvious that he was trapped by the nightmare.

But is there anything that can trap him? Xie Jianmian finds it inconceivable.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Chi was too tough and heartless on weekdays, he forgot for a moment that this person also had many vulnerable moments.

For example, when he mentioned that he was a gangster, that helpless and self-deprecating sigh;

For example, in the house overgrown with weeds, the young man stood at the door and turned into a sad statue;

Another example is the kneeling and trembling figure in front of the grave of Wuming Gu on that clear night...

These pictures became clear inch by inch in Xie Jianmian's mind at this time, they appeared, pieced together, and finally stayed on the man's frowning brows in despair, turning into a pool of stagnant water with sudden waves.

"Hey, it's okay." Xie Jianmian lowered his eyes, his long and thick eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes, he took Zhou Chi into his arms, and patted Zhou Chi's back like comforting a child, gently but firmly , "It's all a dream, we're not afraid anymore, don't be afraid, Aji, be good."

He patted the still trembling back of the person in his arms until the sound of breathing from below gradually stabilized, and the restless nightmare that disturbed the two finally passed.

When Xie Jianmian fell asleep again, he didn't know what time it was, he always felt that he just closed his eyes, and the sunlight outside the window hurt his closed eyes.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and just as he was about to get up, he felt that his arms were not going to sink. Then he remembered that he held Zhou Chi in his arms last night. He thought about how to move him away calmly. By accident, I woke up.

The headache was so severe that it was worse than not having slept all night after sleeping soundly. Mr. Zhou, the head catcher, forgot things so much that he obviously didn't remember the nightmare he had last night that tormented him for half the night.

Zhou Chi hissed, raised his hand to press his temple, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he opened his half-closed eyes.

Unexpectedly, facing Shang Xie Jianmian's long, narrow and upturned eyes, there seemed to be a flash of panic, bewilderment, embarrassment, and surprise.

Zhou Chi suddenly sat up from Xie Jianmian's arms, so shocked that he almost didn't even say a word: "I, I, why am I sleeping here?"

It seems that Zhou Catcher really has a bad memory, Xie Jianmian sighed, stared into his confused eyes, and said seriously: "Of course you rolled into my arms in the middle of the night, and you can't even push it away."

Just kidding, how could he tell Zhou Chi what happened last night? Seeing such a fragile Zhou Chi last night, Xie Jianmian was impulsive and couldn't control his overflowing love. Now he is completely awake and recalls what he did. As if contagious, he also began to feel a dull pain in his head, and he felt extremely embarrassed.

So, no matter what, he will not tell Zhou Chi the truth.

Zhou Chi was kept in the dark, although he didn't want to believe it, he still thought deeply about the possibility that he fell asleep and rolled into Xie Jianmian's arms in the middle of the night. If it was absolutely impossible, it was obviously not normal.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Chi began to hesitate, could it be true that as Mr. Xie said, he rolled in by himself?

Zhou Chi coughed lightly to cover up the embarrassment of being late: "Forget it, don't worry about it. Let's go back to the government office."

The words were blunt, without any coherence, so Zhou Tutou felt good about himself, and decided that he had changed the topic perfectly. He got up, put on his coat, walked to the window, and took a breath of the unique cool breath in the mountains in the morning. , I suddenly felt refreshed, and most of the sleepiness and headache disappeared in an instant.

After Xie Jianmian packed up, the two hurried down the mountain and headed towards the government office.

Jinzhou Government Office...

Qi Fei turned around in a hurry, but the boss was nowhere to be seen, but he had made another major discovery. He didn't know who to turn to for advice, so he could only run around like a headless chicken.

As soon as he raised his head, two figures walked into the government office one after the other, Qi Fei hurriedly ran over, panting: "Boss, Xiao Xie, you are here!"

Zhou Chi had a premonition in his heart, frowned and asked, "Have you found anything?"

"Yes! I found a corpse." Qi Fei walked forward and turned his head and said, "Go to the morgue quickly, Xu Jia is already there."

In the morgue, because of the need to keep it cool, the windows are small, and only a small amount of outside light can pass through. The whole room is in a semi-dark state, and there is a gloomy atmosphere everywhere.

There was a dead body in the middle of the room. It was covered tightly from head to toe by a white cloth, and no trace could be seen from the outside. Xu Jia stood beside the dead body, frowning tightly. He must have seen the dead body, and Things aren't pretty.

Seeing the three people coming, Xu Jia nodded and said, "You are here."

"En." Zhou Chi walked forward, stood beside the corpse, and looked at the white cloth suspiciously, "Why don't you lift the cloth?"

Xu Jia hesitated for a while, and after preparing his sentence, he continued: "The situation is a bit special, I suggest you be prepared, otherwise you may be... scared..."

Although the corpse was covered with a white cloth, the complete outline could still be seen, not a dismembered corpse with no arms or legs.

Since it is intact, it is nothing more than it has been stored for a long time, the degree of decay is deeper, and at most it has a bad smell. Why did the author who is used to seeing corpses say the word "scared"?

Xu Jia took a deep look at the three of them, and then slowly removed the white cloth. The moment he saw the corpse, Zhou Chi instantly understood what Xu Jia meant.

It was indeed an ordinary corpse, and it did not lack limbs and internal organs. The corpse seemed to be dug out of the soil, and the whole body was covered with soil. Many places had already begun to rot, and the festering flesh peeled off, rippling in circles. Looking at it, people can't even imagine that this was once a lively beauty.

But these are not the main points. What is really frightening is the face of the corpse. The skin that should have been exposed first is gone, and the flesh and blood underneath are wide open. At a glance, there is only a piece of rotten red, lying prone on the corpse like a still maggot. Next to the facial features.

The body was skinned.

Zhou Chi's heart trembled, and he suppressed the rush of vomiting, and was speechless for a long time.

Murder without injustice or vengeance is already a heinous crime, why tear off the skin?Do you really hate it to the extreme, or do you have some disgusting habit?

Zhou Chi couldn't bear to look at the corpse any more, and missed his eyes and asked, "Who is this corpse, have you confirmed it?"

"I've found people from several brothels to recognize me." Qi Fei replied with a pale face, "It's Shuangye..."

Frostleaf...

Hearing this name again, it was actually under such circumstances, the worldly affairs really didn't make any sense at all.

And if this is Shuangye, it means that the woman who disappeared with her will face the same situation.No, perhaps not faced, but already suffered.

Why is the murderer so obsessed with the woman's face?One is not enough, but one after another has to be sought.

Xie Jianmian saw Zhou Chi's daze, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and his inner turmoil was no less than Zhou Chi's.

But he knew that he couldn't let himself be immersed in the murderer's malice at this moment. The most important thing to do now was to pull himself away and look at the whole thing with the mentality of a bystander.

Otherwise, the mind will be disturbed, the rationality will be scattered, and there will be no possibility of revealing everything.But there are still people who are waiting for them to give an unjust result.

"Is that the doctor?"

Zhou Chi was pulled back by Xie Jianmian's voice, and tried his best to calm down his mood at this time. When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse: "Whether it is or not, find him first."

Xie Jianmian patted his shoulder for fear, and there was firmness in his eyes. The strange thing is that people who are usually idle are more sober and calm than him when facing really difficult problems.

He once again felt that people like Xie Jianmian really have a unique way of not caring much about everything.

But this kind of indifference is not indifference, it is more like a kind of transparency, which is only available to those who really have no needs.

Zhou Chi turned to Qi Fei and said, "Call the painter over to draw a portrait, and then inform the brothers that a doctor will be arrested in the whole city."