Chapter 5: Puli

Yan Junxun hoped that Shi Shanyan could smell the key taste like a police dog,

but Shi Shanyan had no interest in cooperating. +++Kartino Novel Network

exhibition, and he was ready to make impromptu evaluations at any time.

Most of the photos taken by Liu Xincheng are the photos of the victims of

sexual assault in 2156, which are different from the photos cut from the

newspaper on the wall of the urinal. These photos are more clear, they record

the victims of sexual assault from various angles s pain. In the most corner,

there are still several vague back photos of the victim, which should have

been taken by Liu Xincheng after he was released from prison.

Yan Junxun saw that the transparent tape on which the photos were posted

turned yellow, the gaps were covered with dust, and there were spider webs in

the corners.

"He was complacent about this," Shi Shanyan opened the curtain with his

finger. "He showed off his badge to everyone who entered his territory."

Yan Junxun leaned over and stared at the photos.

Shi Shanyan also leaned over and asked, "What did you think of?"

"The murderer has been here," Yan Junxun spoke slowly when thinking, splitting

all the captured information like a question, "He has a strong presence here."

The most violent feeling in the room is that it is not like the place where

Liu Xincheng lives. He seems to have only this window and this toilet in this

room. The ground was very dry, and the stove was very dry. Even the garbage

bags in the trash bin were taken away, indicating that the murderer was

handling the trace very carefully, but he did not hesitate to wash the

bathroom and the window.

Yan Junxun straightened up: "I want to finish watching all the rooms."

The environment of Puli Community is much better than that of Huihe Community.

Although it is also an old-fashioned building, the overall situation is not

dilapidated. The arrangement of its buildings is unconventional. In order to

look more scientific and technological, when it was built, it chose to

decorate the outer wall with glass, so the community property fee is

relatively high. There are rows of merchandise stores at the entrance of the

community. There is no special parking lot. Yan Junxun's car is not easy to

park, and he found the parking space around the street.

"I thought you would observe the photos." Shi Shanyan said before getting off.

"I need an atmosphere," Yan Junxun looked at him, "Coexisting with the

perverted room helps me think."

"Awesome," Shi Shanyan pulled the door and smiled at Yan Jun, "I mean I'm such

a pervert."

Yan Junxun and the pervert entered the community. The living environment here

is even better than that of Yan Junxun. There are also fresh (yan) green belts

on both sides of the sidewalk, although they are all digital projections.

The second victim, Li Jianhua, lived in Building 8, and even the floor was

selected on the eighth floor.

The elevator is a bit old and will make a slight shaking sound when it goes

up. When the door opened, the first to see was a brand-new mountain bike,

which leaned against the door and hung a pair of washed old sneakers on the

bar. On the left is the safe passage. When Shi Shan extended out of the

elevator, he saw that the door of the safe passage was open.

Yan Junxun entered the door code and saw the indoor situation in the soft

"Welcome Home" sound.

Li Jianhua is 45 years old this year. In 2151, he was an old rail flight

attendant in the mooring area. He was sentenced to seven years for repeatedly

insulting female flight attendants on the same track route. After he was

released from prison, he moved to the Puli community and insisted on eating

old. He had bad records such as trailing and indecent in the past few years.

"Daddy," the sound of the indoor system is very young, "I have turned on the

indoor thermostat for you, and I hope you will have a pleasant home."

Li Jianhua's indoor system is the predecessor system of parking and prison. It

is good at detecting human mood. The range of self-adjustment is small. It can

only change the voice and tone. There is no virtual projection function.

The curtains of Li Jianhua's house were also drawn, but the windows were open,

and there was a fragrance of freshener in the room. A lucky cat was placed on

the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the corners of the tablecloth were

aligned neatly. The bedroom door was not closed, the bed was very neat, and

each storage box stayed in place.

Fifteen years ago, (sexual xing) invasion news reported that Li Jianhua had

(sexual xing) addiction. His parents tried to help him correct this problem as

early as his youth, but the parking area was implemented with anti-hormonal

drugs. Treatment, such as using a large amount of diethylstilbestrol to reduce

(sexual) xing, will not be able to ** \sperm after long-term use. This

method is now called chemical castration. His parents therefore chose to seek

help from a psychiatrist, hoping to solve the problem for Li Jianhua through

psychotherapy, but the effect was not good.

Before the (sex xing) infringement case (fafa) was born fifteen years ago, Li

Jianhua had repeatedly molested old passengers. ) Harassment. He seemed unable

to control his behavior. When he was not living alone, he had to rely on his

parents to wash his feet.

"Daddy," the indoor system automatically lights up the light screen, "The

video update is complete, and you will be prepared for surround sound..."

"Stop system autonomy," Yan Junxun looked back from the bedroom door, "turn

off the illegal video."

The indoor system was silent for two seconds and switched to a female voice:

"Good dad."

The sound-reducing light screen disappeared, the entire room went dark, and

the air conditioner and all electrical appliances were turned off.

"Sexual intrusion news in the parking area is dedicated to revealing the

personal information of both parties," Shi Shanyan knocked on the fish tank on

the side of the bar counter, and it would light up there. "Li Jianhua’s video

library also has ( Sexual xing) photo of the victim."

The light screen only lighted up for three seconds. Li Jianhua’s dense video

library contains (sexual xing) news photos of the victim. The name almost

flashed, but Shi Shanyan still saw it. Such visual memory and information

capture Abilities are rare in Black Panther.

"A reporter is sensitive to this kind of news and likes to occupy a large

number of photos." Yan Junxun smelled the smell of the bedroom. "He has

recently turned his attention to the murder (sha killing) case."

"Have you been photographed?"

"No," Yan Junxun felt that the indoor temperature was a bit high, so hot that

he unscrewed the cap again. "The unknown detective has no face." He looked at

Shi Shanyan before drinking the water. "Please protect yourself." ."

"I like news," the color of the fish tank deepens the shadow of Shi Shanyan's

nose bridge. He looks at the goldfish swimming around. "Being targeted by

sniping makes me happy."

Yan Junxun took a sip and said, "Oh."

The disappearance of Li Jianhua is similar to that of Liu Xincheng. On the

evening of April 17th, his fox friends were unable to reach him. It was not

until a week later that the property found that the drainage ditch in the Puli

community was blocked. The house is currently owned by his father living in a

nursing home.

Li Jianhua did not have a job and lived on his parents’ pension after he was

released from prison. He cannot take care of himself in life. Like Liu

Xincheng, he will never take the initiative to clean up. Man is a (sexual)

animal. As long as he lives here, he will leave a lot of personal traces.

However, Yan Junxun couldn't find any personal traces belonging to Li Jianhua

in this room. Here (dry gan) was as clean as a model room, and even the floor

was shiny.

"Li Jianhua" seemed to be wiped away.

Yan Junxun felt that the murderer had also visited this room, but unlike Liu

Xincheng, he did not give up any corner in Li Jianhua's room. He likes the

environment here and arranges it to his liking.

"The murderer is not afraid at all," Yan Junxun looked at the fish tank. "He

came to feed the fish."

"People always have a few friends," Shi Shanyan no longer played with the fish

tank lights, but said, "There are also giant babies."

"If a good friend remembers your fish," Yan Junxun said mercilessly, "it won't

let you block the drain for a week."

Yan Junxun cares about the door lock very much. Whether it is the family of

Liu Xincheng or the family of Li Jianhua, the door lock is intact.

Yan Jun sought to open the curtains and looked out of the window. The outside

was facing the glass of another building, and the afterglow of the evening

projected on it, reflecting the brilliant light. The community property has

done a good job, trying to maintain the freshness of the old building area,

even the dust on the glass is wiped in time, and it looks more translucent

than the light screen on the street. The floor and floor are aligned in a

line, and there are night lights at night, no one can enter through the

window.

"The murderer came in," Yan Junxun said, frowning at the light, frowning, "He

has the key and the password."

When the two came out of Li Jianhua's house, they just happened to meet the

couple next door from get off work. They looked around and nodded politely to

Yan Junxun.

The man asked, "Do you want to go downstairs?"

"Thank you," Yan Junxun carrying an empty water bottle, "down to the parking

lot."

The man helped Yan Jun find the elevator and looked involuntarily towards the

shackles of Shi Shanyan.

Shi Shanyan raised his hands, and the restraint lock slipped to his strong

forearm. He said to the man, "Toy, is it realistic?"

"Ah." The man didn't know how to answer, nodded with an awkward smile.

When Shi Shanyan pulled his arms apart, the magnetic strip that bound the

locks called the police, and the current immediately hit him a few times, not

allowing him to continue pulling. He said with regret: "I do not recommend you

to play."

Yan Junxun had stepped into the elevator. He grabbed the black hair hanging on

his forehead in one hand, blocked some eyes, and held Shan Shanyan's forearm

with one hand, and dragged the person into the elevator.

"Share happiness," Shi Shanyan stood next to Yan Junxun and waved at the man,

"Bai."

The elevator door "ding" closed and the elevator began to descend.

Shi Shanyan twisted his body to Yan Junxun and asked sincerely: "Do you have

any sex?"