Chapter 26: madman

Park Lin stood in the lounge area on the third floor to drink coffee, stirring

her spoon while moving her neck. Before the case of www.sto123.cc, they didn't

have time to go off work, so they spent a lot of time fighting with the

information. He took two sips of coffee and chatted with Tuan in the

conductor.

"Did you go off work?" Park Lin asked Chu.

Kuan is addicted to playing the game of finding data and answers: "There is no

system to ask me." It tries to keep up with human thinking, "Do you have a

date today?"

"No, I haven't. I just asked you." Park Lin thought that Guan was very cute.

He held a coffee cup and hesitated for a while, and asked, "Maybe we can have

a drink after the case?"

Gu played a game and did not answer questions immediately. This game is

nothing to play for ordinary people (sexuality), you need to check the correct

answer in the general information, 玨 likes the feeling of being immersed in

the database, then let it enjoy. Park Lin is very special, he also likes this

game.

"My dad told me not to develop an office romance," Kuan's voice was hesitant,

"...but I like the sweet pomelo flavored sparkling wine."

"I will prepare for you." Park Lin smiled.

Kui "saw" Park Lin's smile, which puzzled it as always. It didn't understand

Park Lin, he always put it in the conductor and put it on his ear. They are

partners by accident, but the cooperation is very pleasant, and the (guanguan)

department has remained so until now, and no one wants to terminate.

"Our star profiler is here." Park Lin interrupted the data search of Jun. He

looked down from the third floor and saw the parking lot.

The road is too blocked, and the sun is now westward. Yan Junxun got out of

the car and carried the conductor on the side of the seat.

(Lu) Tian’s parking lot is next to a basketball court, where some high school

students play after school. Yan Junxun passed by, and someone called him to

play.

They must have regarded him as a peer.

Yan Junxun felt terrible. The t-shirt was tide against his back. He didn't

want to exercise at all. But he didn't hate being greeted by students, which

made him think of going to school. He has never been to school, has no

classmates, or any club activities. It is normal for others to see this

moment.

"Have you ever participated in sports activities in the Black Panther?" Shi

Shanyan stood behind Yan Jun looking for him. He looked at the basketball

court and didn't feel the sweaty little farts.

He is different from Yan Junxun. He has no such thing as a sense of belonging.

"No." Yan Junxun's fair skin turned red when he was hot. He leaned his head

away from the sun, jumped up the steps in a few steps, and stood in front of

the door inspection system.

He wanted to stay away from Shi Shan, so that the surrounding murmur would

help him distract him.

Now that it's past get off work, there are still many people in the lobby of

the Inspectorate Bureau. The central light screen circulates today's news, and

the voices of high heels and leather shoes interlace. Yan Junxun went straight

to the vending machine and brushed his face to get a can of cold beer. He

didn't wait for a gasp and opened the drink directly, as if to pour out the

heat.

"The Ministry of Communications said that there was another car accident on

the high-speed road, and I thought you would be stuck on the road," Jiang Li

went around from the other end and greeted them, "We said to the office."

Shi Shanyan looked up and saw the camera in the hall. He looked at the camera

and asked Jiang Li: "Is there in your office?"

Jiang Lian followed Shi Shanyan's eyes and replied: "No... what's wrong?"

"Are you at work?" Yan Jun asked, looking back.

"Yes, it stayed with Park Lin. What's wrong," Jiang Li looked at them

suspiciously, "Do you need me to call you to the office?"

"No," Yan Junxun shoved the empty beer can into the trash can. "No system is

needed."

Jiang Li's office does not have a separate indoor system. The Inspectorate has

a central system to coordinate the internal work, and systems like 玨 have

responsibilities. Jiang Li didn't know (fa) what happened, he walked into the

office, and out of caution, he opened the shielding device.

"The investigator found Cheng Lixin, and we found his fingerprints on the

bicycle in front of Li Jianhua's house," Jiang Li sat down. "That old pair of

shoes is also his shoe size."

Yan Junxun's eyes are on the glass wall, and he can still see the camera in

the hall from here. He said, "Really."

Jiang Li noticed that his reaction was strange.

"I couldn't figure out why the murderer put the bike back," Yan Junxun looked

back. "Now that it's solved, it wasn't her back. She parked the bike at work

and was stolen. At the door of Li Jianhua's house."

"Who?" Jiang Li asked, "Cheng Lixin?"

"The murderer is a woman," Yan Junxun reaffirmed, "not Cheng Lixin."

Jiang Lian will not refute Yan Junxun, he cannot refute. He found something he

knew in Yan Junxun's words and said, "Do you think Cheng Lixin has no

motivation?"

"He didn't," Yan Junxun felt much better after drinking beer. He could already

forget the time next to Shi Shanyan. "Does he (kill sha) them (dry gan)? He

just needs money. Liu Xincheng is not a mahjong hall." The boss of the house

knows that he has no money by looking at his residence, not to mention Cheng

Lixin is very afraid of him. Right? You said, he owed the mahjong hall's debt

to dare to go out."

Yan Junxun retrieved his small blackboard, and the dumplings in his mind were

received quickly.

"We still don't know where the murderer divided the corpse, but it will appear

soon. Cheng Lixin is a screw, he is those intricate details. A crazy dog

dragged him in not to let him handle the case, but to let He's a curtain.

Don't turn on your light screen, turn it off."

Jiang Li immediately turned off the light screen.

At this time, the sun had sunk to the west, the lights were not turned on in

the office, and it was a little dark. Shi Shanyan didn't seem to care about

these things. He stretched his legs and fell into a soft chair (sleeping

Shui). The ** is tied to his wrists, like a simple ornament.

"There are two murderers in this case, one of them is hidden behind various

numbers," Yan Junxun saw Jiang Lian's conductor, which was lying on various

documents, "but it's no big deal, a small corner with a hop (color) Without

giving him extra eyes."

Jiang Li became more and more confused. He tried to keep up with the rhythm of

Yan Junxun: "Two murderers? Wait a minute, do you mean someone and the

murderer commit crimes together, and then they use the traces of the scene to

marry Cheng Lixin?"

"I guess," Yan Junxun said in an extremely confident tone. "You can listen to

it... the murderer was originally (killing sha) only one person, that is, her

husband. Their family is not small and may have worked as a private worker.

Fang, there are tools that can help her split the body. She splits her husband

at home and uses some methods to dispose of the body. No one found that she

felt good."

She was quite smart, and made some excuses to obscure the people around her.

"She is not from the parking area, her home is not here. I think her husband

may have had a car accident, or had a serious illness. In short, it must be a

change known to relatives and friends, otherwise she can't lie, and live too

close. Some people think Meet the male host. The most likely excuse for her is

paralysis. People cannot move, and if they cannot move, they will not appear."

Yan Junxun carried his light on his back and thought slightly over his head.

"A lunatic or a mouse is coming at this time? What can I call him. The lunatic

borrows something to drive the mad murderer..." Yan Junxun stared at the

conductor, "The murderer wants to lie and needs to wear the conductor

frequently, Show the surroundings that the husband is still alive. Yes, the

passer, maybe one day when the murderer enters (sleeping Shui), he really

hears the voice of the husband in the passer."

She must have been scared to death. She was so scared of her husband that it

took so much effort to kill him, even split the body, but he survived

strangely in his ear.

"The lunatic is good at dealing with network problems, this is his habitat. A

humble timid waste is hidden in the garbage dump, and the information he has

screened is sent to the murderer's eyes," Yan Junxun had no temperature, he

said, "This is really low-level , Impatience, no sense of direction (cao cao).

He instructed the murderer to go to (sha), the hidden commonality of the

victims (sexuality) is that they have all contacted Cheng Lixin."

Conductor is very quiet.

Suddenly the door rang, and Park Lin stood at the door and asked, "Can you

enter?"

Jiang Li looked at Yan Junxun, who frowned, but did not answer. Time passed by

one minute and one second, Pu Lin at the door knocked again in wonder.

Jiang Li cleared his throat and said, "Slightly--"

The conductor immediately rang.

Jiang Lian's conduction device was his wife's voice, which was shaking in the

dark at the moment, and he sang a birthday song.

Yan Junxun did not press, he knew that the conductor would automatically turn

on. Sure enough, after a few seconds, the conducter turned to answer

automatically. The other side seemed to be dragging something, and the breath

was heavy. The breathing sound spread in the darkness, reminding Yan Junxun of

Huo Qingjun inexplicably.

"I was wronged--"

The madman also uses a voice changer, he imitates Huo Qingjun's crying.

"I didn't (sexual) invasion, I didn't break the law, I was wronged."

Yan Junxun seemed to smell a ** smell, so strong that he wanted to vomit.

"Alas..." The madman tapped on the table with boredom. He made a lot of small

movements, like an ADHD. "Do you think you are very proud? Well, this game is

very easy to guess. Yan Junxun, I want to tell you , You guessed it, it's

useless." He said close to the conductor and whispered, "Huo, Qing, Jun, Ye,

Jing, Die, you. You didn't see it at all," the madman beat the tabletop in a

chaotic rhythm. He seemed to be unable to restrain himself, "What do you see,

you haven't found the murderer yet." He bit his tongue and smiled again,

"Don't imitate me, do you understand? You ** fake, don't imitate me. You

make me feel sick at the bottom of your heart. You should sit upright, I will

look at you."

"Where," Yan Junxun lowered his voice, "Is it in the gutter?"

"Isn't that where you crawled out?" The madman said strangely, "'Yan Riyu is

missing, seeing the bird leaving his cage; Jun carrying the Tianluo net,

looking for the shadow eight hundred weights'-Yan Junxun, this name does not

belong to you , It works better for me."

Shi Shanyan didn't know when to sit up, he was quiet, he didn't even stretch.

"This game can be called a'prologue', it's just a... my pastime after a meal.

I need to make a game after dinner, so do you, right?" The madman turned his

legs, "I know why you chase this In the case, you fancy Huo Qingjun’s family

portrait. Poor cub, you are still trying to return to the ranks of normal

people, but no one wants you. You have no chance, you want to be a black

panther, and Fu Chenghui doesn’t You. Ah, I’m about to cry, you are really the

poorest little ** in the world."

The lunatic did have just finished eating, and his chopsticks slammed into the

bowl.

"You should be angry and jump up as fast as you smashed a car." The madman

laughed louder and louder, "No one here knows your true face, you better keep

your'sense' at all times, otherwise I I'll call you and call you. You

played'Prologue' for a week. I think it's too much time. I will arrange it

more carefully in the next game." The madman no longer smiles, he doesn't

move, he seems to have returned Weilai, "Are you looking for my position?"

"Yeah," Su Heting knocked on the keyboard for a long time, reminding, "You are

in a violent position."