Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The person standing behind the wooden door rolled his eyelids up, and he could see a red dotted line shooting all the way in mid-air, heading straight for his eyebrows.

"Wow, this is really high-tech."

The person who squatted on the ground for a second squatted on the ground cowardly and slowly retreated behind the wooden door. After closing the door again, the red sniper spot disappeared completely.

"No wonder this bastard didn't take care of me at all, and waited for me here for a long time." Maybe when he walked in front of the iron gate, the red dot would end his life with a "bang".

Song Jianyu supported the wall and went back to the bedroom that belonged to him. The person who climbed onto the bed with one foot picked up the iron chain on the ground, stuffed it into the other end of his waist through the gap, and then put the skirt on his body. The inner lining was torn off, and the upper and lower ends of the iron chain were braided into the shape of lace braids.

In this way, the position where the iron chain was separated just now can be re-tied, and no one will notice that the iron chain has been opened.

The person who finished all this took off the quilt, lay down and closed his eyes. Five minutes later, Yi Renxin appeared beside the bed, pouring the water bottle in his hand towards the person on the bed with a blank expression.

The woman sleeping soundly on the big bed was awakened by the splash of cold water, and when she saw the young man standing beside the bed with a kettle, she was so frightened that she hugged the quilt and screamed on the spot.

"To shut up."

The screaming and crying immediately shrunk to suppressed whimpers. The woman who woke up in the big bed was no longer as cunning and calm as before. The person who wakes up now is the real Yu Shuhui.

Yi Renxin held the teapot with half a pot of cold water left, looked coldly at the shivering woman on the bed, and ordered, "Close your eyes from now on, and I will tell you to do it next, if you cry again, I will cut you off." One leg."

The person lying on the bed hugging the quilt slowly tried to relax the curled up limbs, closed his eyes and lay flat on the bed, waiting for the other party's instructions.

Ten minutes later, Yu Shuhui fell back into a deep sleep under the influence of hypnosis. A pot of cold water was mercilessly poured on her face to wash away the red medicine that had been applied for only two hours.

The woman who had finally fallen asleep screamed again, and was woken up again and again after passive sleep.

After countless cycles, Yu Shuhui passed out completely, no matter how much cold water was poured on her face, she couldn't wake up.

Yi Renxin threw down the kettle in his hand, and looked at the unconscious woman lying on the ground with some disappointment.

"Didn't it appear when you were sleeping? It should be because of sleeping. Whether it was 23 years ago or now, it should be because of sleeping. There is nothing wrong with that."

In the room, only his soliloquy echoed.

Song Jianyu on the other end woke up early in his new house on the top floor. The person who opened his eyes got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. After he was fully conscious, he took out his phone and called Qin Shiguan.

The phone rang once, and the person on the other end connected it.

"I saw him again. I need all of Yu Shuhui's information from childhood to adulthood. He now suspects that Song Zongming slept on Yu Shuhui's body. Can you police hide my father's address?"

In the dream, he pretended to deal with that lunatic as if nothing had happened, but when he saw Song Zongming coming out of that mouth, Song Jianyu still couldn't help but get scared.

I was afraid that when I woke up from Yu Shuhui next time, I would see Song Zongming in that room.

The person on the other end of the phone glanced at the busy people in the office, got up and went to the unmanned safe passage outside the door, and then answered the other party: "Parole officers need to report their addresses regularly. The address you reported before is in the rental house. Is it right?"

Song Jianyu nodded, thinking that the other party would not be able to see him, and said, "Well, I filled in the address when I got out of prison."

"When I report to the prison next month, I will give you a new address, and you fill in the new address. Did that person tell you anything?"

The person on the other end of the phone thought about what happened in his sleep, rubbed his aching head and said in a low voice: "During my absence, the hostage whose tongue was cut off fought with Yu Shuhui, and the two of them The injuries were all serious. Can you check the power grid records of Jinjiang City?

I saw in his home today that the windows are made of huge outdoor LED screens. This thing should consume a lot of electricity. You can try to check his residence from the electricity grid records of residents. "

In the next week after the two finished talking on the phone, Song Jianyu didn't have any dreams, nor did he become anyone.

After the investigation of the 863 case was restarted, there were divergent opinions on the Internet for a few days, and then it was completely wiped out by a gossip topic in the entertainment industry about cheating and giving birth.

The number of people who paid attention to this case gradually decreased, and Song Jianyu did not leave the new residential area within a week.

However, Song's mother can't go to work in the clothing store now, so she and Song's father together cleaned up an empty room, bought some fitness equipment and came back to exercise at home.

I also bought a tripod to light up the lights, and asked Song Jianyu to go to the clothing store to bring back the sewing machine she had used for more than ten years. She would record a tutorial to teach everyone how to sew clothes without showing her face.

The shop is now under the care of Hua Yaqi's mother and son. Several months of working time have allowed this woman who has suffered domestic violence for a long time to walk out of a new life.

Hua Yaqi divorced the domestic violence scumbag on the first day of work a week after the Spring Festival. After marriage, she took her daughter and rented a small one-bedroom house near the clothing store.

From eight to ten in the morning every day, I am more diligent and active than anyone else in learning all the knowledge of making clothes.

When Song Jianyu came to carry things, he saw that the other party was wearing Song's mother's old apron, his long hair was tied into a neat bun, and there was a tape measure around his neck to measure his waist and height. He was full of confidence.

Even the smile on the kid's face increased, sitting in the store doing homework, every time someone came in outside the door, before he saw the person clearly, he heard her sweet welcome.

The person carrying the sewing machine on his back in the car looked at the mother and child in the clothing store before leaving, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so good."

The person who fell asleep on the sofa in the afternoon opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh again the sentence in the morning, and added two words after it: "It's so enjoyable!"

The young man with yellow face and black eyes sitting in front of the computer sat in front of the chair with a dull expression, and an action movie of men and women was playing on the open laptop screen.

The fighting between the two sides was extremely fierce, and the plot had entered a white-hot stage.

It's rare for a person who just woke up to sit here and watch an action movie leisurely. Even though the action movie is screaming non-stop, the person on the chair looked up to see where the man who watched the movie in broad daylight lived.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw various small photos scattered on the sofa behind him.

Song Jianyu couldn't help getting up and walking to the sofa, bent down and picked up one of the postcard-sized photos. The girl in the photo looked familiar.

The person holding the photo went back to the computer silently, and put the close-up photo next to the laptop. Through the close-ups of the face that occasionally flashed on the TV screen, Song Jianyu recognized a fact.

The person in the photo seems to be exactly the same as the one playing in this computer.

The unbelieving person stood up again, searched around the room and found a small round mirror. The person holding the mirror looked at the yellow-eyed young man in the mirror, and then looked up at the protagonist of the action movie in the notebook.

"Wow, action movie teacher." The person who put down the mirror was puzzled: "The protagonist of an action movie also kills? Has your role changed to a different profession?"

In the empty private room, no one answered his question.

Instead, the mobile phone on the table rang at the right time. Song Jianyu glanced at the name of the contact person written on the screen as "Library Sling A"...

He connected the phone and pressed the speakerphone, put it on the table and waited for the other party to speak first, while he chose to pause the action movie on the computer and close the playback window.

The person who closed this window also saw a file package named learning materials on the computer screen, which is now showing an open posture.

There are dozens of videos in thumbnail mode in this learning material package.

Each video has a strange name under it.

"Shaw Building big breasts C, Xiwanqiao shorts AA, library suspenders A..." After reading the word library, Song Jianyu looked at the screen of the phone that was connected to the phone, and raised his voice in doubt: "Books Hall strap A?"

"Song Shu! You will definitely go to hell! I curse you to go to hell! I am here waiting for you!"

When the person on the other end of the phone heard the nickname, he let out a scream that was not a laugh, and then there was a loud sound of falling into the water, and the phone was automatically hung up.

The person sitting on the chair stared blankly at the hung up phone, took a breath and quickly dialed again, but no matter how many times he called, no one answered.

Song Jianyu thought for a second before dialing a different number.

"It's me, Song Jianyu. Check who is registered with the real name of this phone number. This girl seems to have committed suicide by diving just now."

Hearing the completely unfamiliar voice, the people over there suddenly realized that Song Jianyu was possessing someone else. Putting on his ears, he opened the police's internal database without hesitation: "Do you know the reason why the other party dived?"

Song Jianyu looked at the full-screen video on his laptop, "I seem to be threatened by the owner of my current body? I saw that there are many action movies in this man's computer. The man seems to be himself, but the woman seems to be It's a lot of people. It's not yet clear if the women were threatened to be filmed, or secretly filmed."

Once this kind of video is circulated, it will be a fatal blow to those women.

"Tian Jiajia is a student at the Academy of Art. I'm now contacting her counselor and classmates to see if they know where she went."

The person on the other end of the phone quickly found out who was behind the phone number, turned around and called the school to ask the people in the school to look for the other person's whereabouts nearby.