The midsummer time passes day by day.

The Wangyueshan Community, where a terrifying murder occurred, returned to the next day. People were busy going to work, picking up children, and doing business... At first, someone stopped and looked around. Later, no one paid attention to it. On the third day, the cordon was torn off because it blocked the road.

Some residents living in this building have not dared to come back recently. After all, it is too "harsh". From time to time, there will be reporters running downstairs to take photos and reports. The lights in Room 301 have been turned off since then.

After the incident, the police visited the victim's family several times. Xie Huifen, the sister of the deceased, lived with her husband at a friend's house. They were waiting to catch the murderer, but they could not catch him in a few days, so they could not wait and would have to go back to work in another place. After all, life always has to continue.

Their son Li Biran stayed at home for a few days before returning to school for class. At first, some classmates came to comfort and ask. When Li Biran answered in a lot of ways, almost all the students in the class listened with their ears and whispered in a low voice. Li Biran was at school, and people were watching him wherever he went. However, the attention lasted for a few days. After a few days, there was no one around him. He went to class, ate, and slept silently. The teacher cared about whether he had anything to do, and he said it was okay, I was pretty good.

Two more days passed, that is, the fifth day after the incident.

All the criminal police almost never sleeps, checking all the burglary and released prisoners in the area one by one. At the same time, they have a deeper understanding of Xie Huifang's interpersonal relationships. However, they still find nothing.

The suspect was not found. No one around her had the motivation or conditions to commit crimes. No one among the potential criminals met the conditions to commit crimes.

The murderer was meticulous, planned, fast reaction, and had a certain sense of anti-criminal investigation. The method of committing the crime was cruel and inhumane. He wore size 39 shoes and backpack on the day of the crime (changed out of blood). The weapon was a common watermelon knife on the market, and has not been found yet.

Because of the large traffic flow in the community where the incident occurred, and the monitoring facilities were backward, other clues could not be found. But what caused the police the most headache was that in most cases, the suspects and victims had more or less clues. So far, no connection between the murderer and the victim was found between the murderer and the victim.

...

Ding Xiongwei went to the municipal bureau for a meeting that day and was scolded by the leader. When he returned to the branch office, he immediately trained the people in the team. But everyone felt aggrieved and they were all tired. Fan Jia asked dejectedly: "Team Ding, what should we do now? The possibility of acquaintances committing crimes was ruled out last time. The habitual criminals committed crimes, but now nothing is found. So where should we check next?"

Ding Xiongwei pondered for a moment and said, "I'll go back to take a break today and think about what to do. I'll have a meeting tomorrow morning."

When the show ended, Xu Mengshan suddenly said, "Is it really a stranger who committed the crime randomly?"

Fan Jia widened her eyes: "Abnormal killer?"

You Mingxu sneered and said, "How many perverted killers are there? Do you think everyone is Gu Tiancheng?"

Having said that, You Mingxu packed up his things and looked out the window. Twilight had already arrived, and the city lights had just begun to rise, and it looked very quiet, peaceful, and far away. The murderer might have sat in a corner of the city and successfully cut off all the connection between himself and the case. You Mingxu always felt that there was still a lot of hidden secrets in this case, and escaped their sight, and maybe it was under his nose. But this vast twilight temporarily enveloped everything, making those who were seeking the truth anxious and angry.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when You Mingxu got home.

There was no light on the living room, only one figure sat on the sofa, and the light on the TV was bright and dark. You Mingxu turned on the light and saw Yin Feng stand up immediately. You Mingxu didn't look at him and walked straight to the bedroom.

As soon as he walked to the sofa, he heard him say, "Ah Xu lost the bet."

You Ming Xu Heng glanced at him. Today he was wearing a tender yellow T-shirt and big shorts. His skin was even more fair and translucent. His eyes were curved and smiling. You Ming Xu felt that he looked so tender that he was so tender that he dripped out of water.

You Mingxu: "Who said that?"

Yin Feng replied: "I have been paying attention to the case these two days, and there is no news of progress. And the face you just walked in says it all."

You Mingxu glanced at him and walked to the sofa to sit down. Yin Feng immediately sat down next to her, and his hot calves were almost all pressed against her jeans. You Mingxu said angrily: "Sit over and take a little."

He slowly moved a little away.

You Mingxu sighed in his heart and said, "It is indeed as you said, we have not found out anything about the line of making money. Now the case is like falling into an ice hole at night, with dark eyes."

Yin Feng didn't know how his mind worked. He thought about it and said, "Ah, have you ever fallen into an ice hole, but I haven't. Is it very cold and exciting?"

You Mingxu: "..."

She took out the cigarette, lit one, and slowly sucked it.

In my memory, Yin Feng saw her smoking when she was still in Tibet. She hasn’t seen her for a long time now. Is she worried again?

Under the soft light, the woman tied her simple ponytail, but her face still looked clear and cold. She held the cigarette between her fingers and slowly exhaled the white smoke, making her eyes look clear as stars.

Yin Feng looked at it blankly for a while, and You Mingxu noticed it, and suddenly smiled, and a mouthful of smoke spit on his face. The smell of tobacco came to his nose. Yin Feng was a little choked, but through the smoke, he looked at the smile on her face, and suddenly he smiled foolishly.

So he simply pressed the bench under his butt with both hands, closed his eyes, raised his face, and gently sniffed the smell of smoke. He sucked as much as she spitted it out.

You Mingxu felt that this guy looked so much like a puppy. He poked out the cigarette butt, pressed his head, and taught him a lesson: "What are you smoking second-hand cigarettes? Don't learn it well!"

Yin Feng widened his eyes and said, "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lamp?"

You Mingxu glanced at him: "Yeah, I can also speak idioms." In fact, this sentence automatically entered Yin Feng's mind. It was strange to say that as soon as he said that, he seemed to remember the meaning of this sentence, so he smiled slightly: "It seems that I am a little smarter again."

You Mingxu laughed, looked at his clear eyes quietly and said, "You are right, I admit defeat. Maybe you really... let's go out for a walk and talk about the case."

It was already dark, and the two of them walked to the river embankment again. At this time, there were no one left, the lights were sparse and the traffic flowed endlessly. The river surface was filled with mottled light.

You Mingxu was thinking about things and was silent for a long time. Yin Fengze played the game of stomping on the shadows by himself. When he stepped on You Mingxu's head, he would laugh secretly. If he stepped on the waist or chest, he would quickly look up at her and pretend that nothing had happened.

After a while, You Mingxu said: "The possibility of making money is basically ruled out. But the revenge you believe can be basically ruled out. So, how likely do you think is the stranger to commit a crime? How likely is the perverted killer?"

Didn’t Holmes say that? Excluding all the impossible answers, the remaining results are the truth of the incident, even if they are incredible.

Yin Feng thought for a while and said, "Actually, from the moment, his behaviors are not in line with the typicality of mental illness. He obviously has organizational skills, but from the corpse, he has no torture process for the victims, nor has he obviously marked behavior. He almost cut it randomly. This means carefully selecting and planning carefully and killing it at will. If it is really a perverted killer who commits the crime, then the killer is too unpursuing. Then what exactly does he want? Through this killing process, he did not achieve a clear sense of speed and ritual.

Of course, I don’t mean that I have to have a sense of ritual to be a serial killer. But you see, Gu Tiancheng, a perverted killer who became a monk and self-catalyzed mature, would talk to the victims, fall in love, and torture and bloodletting... So I think there is no clear evidence of behavior, so we can conclude that it is a psychopathic killer who commits the crime randomly."

His voice was extremely clear and his eyes were also bright. He was clearly talking about murder and corpses, but it seemed to mean that I wanted to eat this or that.

These words were said by the old man in his body. You Mingxu thought.

"But..." she said, "Since it's not about making money, love killing, and no motive for revenge is found. What else can be done except for strangers committing crimes?"

Yin Feng pressed his finger on his lips, looked at the sky for a while, and smiled proudly, saying, "He had an act, but he still leaked something. It was very strong. Did Ah think of it?"
Chapter completed!