Wen Qing frowned and murmured in a low voice.

The next second, the hand stopped moving.

Wen Qing's fingers trembled, and she wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue, and she couldn't open them.

Suddenly, something 'hairy' came close to his neck, like a wild animal, sniffing his scent.

Wen Qing's nose moved slightly, smelling a faint fragrance.

It was very familiar, it was the smell of his shower gel.

Immediately afterwards, there was a low hoarse gasp in his ear, something slippery covered his earlobe, and the tip of his tongue outlined the outline of his ear.

The beast's breathing became faster and faster, and for a long time, it roared.

There was a faint smell of fishy taint in the air, followed by a faint sweet fragrance.

Wen Qing unconsciously smelled the sweet fragrance, her hands and feet became heavier.

He seemed to have been bitten by a wild animal.

Sharp teeth gnawed at his skin and sucked at his core.

Wen Qing felt that her body was ups and downs in pleasure and torment, and tears flowed out involuntarily, dyeing her eyelashes.

However, after a long time, Wen Qing seemed to have seen the cry of a beast.

He tilted his head, opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the snow-white ceiling.

"Wang! Wang!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

It's the dog in the neighborhood barking.

Wen lightly sat up slowly, and the chaotic brain gradually became sober.

It's chilly down there.

It's not the coolness of not wearing pants, but the coolness of getting wet.

Wen Qing's eyes were stunned, she opened the door, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.

He quickly got up from the bed, pulled out a pair of underwear, and hurried in to wash his hands.

After washing, Wen Qing looked at the white shirt on her body and was stunned.

He was wearing a black sweater yesterday, but he seemed to be drunk...

Ran...Ran Wenqing didn't remember anything.

With his toothbrush in his mouth, he tore off his collar and looked at his chest, there was no trace.

After Wen Qing rinsed her mouth, she took off her shirt and looked at the mirror with her back, but there was no trace on her back.

So last night... did he, he have a chun dream? !

Wen Qing blushed, washed her hands slowly, and asked the system in a low voice, "That... can I see my body change at night?"

001 responded indifferently.

Wen Qing's face turned even redder: "Well, then I don't have any privacy anymore."

001: [I am the system. 】

Wen said softly, "But it's very human."

Is there no blocking settings to protect player privacy or something?

001: [Thanks for the compliment. 】

Wen Qing: "..."

The mobile phone beside the bed vibrated and a WeChat message sounded.

Wen Qing picked up her phone and clicked on WeChat.

The article is the news that Ji Yu passed his friend's certification, and it passed last night.

The other few are news that Xing Ze has just sent.

Xing Ze: [Are you awake? 】

Xing Ze: [Breakfast is in the rice cooker. 】

Xing Ze: [Uncle Xia said he made hangover soup. 】

Wen Qing blinked and typed: [I'm awake. 】

As soon as the news was sent, Xing Ze's WeChat phone number called.

"Are you up yet?" Xing Ze asked.

Wen Qing replied, "Get up."

"That... I was drunk yesterday, how did I get back?"

Xing Ze: "There was something in the bureau last night, I am."

"It should be sent back by Uncle Xia. It seems that he recognizes the uncle as another person and does not let him touch it."

His voice paused and asked, "What happened?"

"No," Wen Qing hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Then, did Uncle Xia change my clothes too?"

Thinking of Xia Yansi's obsession with cleanliness, Wen Qing was even more embarrassed: "I won't vomit, right?"

Xing Ze said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I came here in the morning to help change the clothes."

"Uncle Xia threw it on the sofa."

Wen let out a sigh of relief. Although Xia Yansi looked very young, he was really embarrassed to trouble the elders because of his seniority.

Xing Ze: "Okay, Uncle Xia said he made the hangover soup, did Ji Sheng bring it up?"

Wen Qing glanced at the circle, there was nothing on the table, and when he entered the kitchen, the rice cooker kept warm porridge.

He said honestly, "No."

Xing Ze: "I'll let Ji Sheng bring it up."

Wen Qing said quickly, "It's okay, no need."

"Drunken..." Suddenly, there was a rustling voice on the other end of the phone, and then Xing Ze's voice became serious, "I'm hanging up, I'll talk about it later."

Wen Qing responded and simply stood in the kitchen and drank porridge.

The dogs in the community were still barking, he frowned slightly and closed the kitchen window.

Wen Qing was drinking porridge while searching for news about the disappearance case.

The first disappearance case happened half a year ago. A female "sex" reporter living alone in Nancheng Community, a colleague found that she didn't come to work and could not get in touch with anyone, so she called the police. The police investigated the place where she appeared for the first time. It is the most scenic spot in Wenzhou, Sanshui Mountain.

Since then, every other month, when the news is about to be forgotten at home, there will be more cases of disappearance. There are no clues and no corpses. The citizens of Wenzhou have not combined these cases and regarded these disappearance cases as trivial matters. talk about it, and warn young women to be careful about sex.

The police do not have the corresponding evidence, nor can they confirm whether it was done by the same individual or the same organization, which can temporarily increase the activities of publicizing safety awareness.

Wen Qing brushed the relevant topics on Weibo, and in most of the Weibo praying for the girls' safety, there were mixed comments.

[Uncle police, come on, I hope all the missing people are safe. 】

[Pray for peace. 】

[Whether girls or boys live alone, pay attention to safety! 】

【It’s already May, what about this month’s case? Why haven't you come yet? 】

Wen Qing stared at Zestiao for a while, then clicked a report.

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream in the community.

Wen Qing quickly put down the spoon and went to the balcony.

The balcony was not completely sealed, there was a half-person-high fence, Wen Qing did not dare to get too close, and looked down from a distance.

I vaguely saw a lot of people around the flower beds in the community, and the wind brought the words "alarm" and "110" from the onlookers.

Wen Qing struggled for a moment, thinking that this was an ordinary world, she put on a sweater and hurried downstairs.

A place with a lot of people is definitely safe.

The elevator stopped on the 11th floor.

The door opened slowly, revealing Ji Sheng's sunny and handsome face.

Seeing Wen Qing in the elevator, Ji Sheng was stunned: "Brother, I was just about to call for a hangover soup."

"Drink it later," Wen Qing said. "There seems to be an accident downstairs."

"What's the matter?" Ji Sheng was a little confused and entered the elevator, "I was doing my homework just now, and I don't know anything."

Wen Qing shook his head: "I don't know either, I just saw someone calling."

The flower bed is in the center of the community, and there are usually a lot of people around the place where cats, cats and dogs gather together. The flower beds are far away.

"Wang! Wang Wang!!" The chatter of the crowd was mixed with the barking of dogs.

Wen Qingjin followed the eyes of everyone and saw that the bushes were missing their horns.

The depths seemed to be where cats and dogs were buried, with a lot of feces piled up, with rotting hands stuck in the middle of the feces.

The five fingers were left with white bones, which were folded upside down and "inserted" into the soil. There was a little black and gray skin left on the palm of the hand, and it was suspended in the air.

Wen Qing's face turned pale, she stepped back and bumped into Ji Sheng.

"Brother, what is it?"

"Don't, don't look." Wen Qing raised her hand subconsciously and covered Ji Sheng's eyes.

Before long, the siren sounded from far to near.

The police in uniform came in, and Wen Qing saw Xing Zai, who was headed by him.

Several police officers pulled up a cordon around the flower bed. The cordon was drawn twice. The circle surrounded the flower bed, and the other circle surrounded the onlookers near the flower bed. Several police officers went to the front row of the crowd to evacuate and guide.

Xing Ze stood in the cordon, looked at the bones, raised his head, and looked at the monitor on the tree.

He turned around and saw the gentle and Ji Sheng in the crowd.

Seeing Wen Qing's pale face, Xing Ze frowned slightly, went to the two of them, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come down?"

Wen Qing whispered, "I saw someone calling..."

"Ji Sheng came down with me."

Xing Ze tilted his head to look at Ji Sheng.

Ji Sheng didn't see the hand in the flower bed, and his face was full of confusion: "Cousin, why are you here?"

"What is it? I didn't see it."

Xing Ze pursed his lips: "We have to ask a simple question before going back."

Wen Qing was stunned, will the onlookers also be investigated?

Xing Ze leaned over, leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice and said, "That's right."

"The murderer is in this community."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she asked in a low voice, "Have you found any clues?"

Xing Ze hummed and said nothing more.

A little police officer ran over and Xing Ze said, "Xing team, Sister Zhang calls over."

Xing Ze responded, patted Wen Qing's shoulder, and introduced to the little police officer: "This is my friend and my brother. Let them go back after a routine inquiry."

"Okay, the criminal squad, don't worry," the little policeman took out his recorder and looked at Wen Qing and Ji Sheng kindly, "Are you all residents of Nancheng Community?"

Wen Qing nodded and said the truth: "We are all in 3 buildings. I live in 1201 and Ji Sheng lives in 1101."

The little policeman turned his head and glanced at Ji Sheng, and when he saw the school uniform of a key high school in the city he was wearing, his expression became more gentle: "Are you going to go out this Sunday? Or did you come down because of something?"

Wen Qing thought for a while: "I saw someone calling, so I went downstairs to have a look."

Ji Sheng said, "I wanted to find my brother to eat at my house, and then I got up."

Little police officer: "What time is it?"

Wen Qing was also not sure, and said, "Around nine o'clock."

The little police officer continued to ask: "Did you see any unusual phenomena earlier today or a few days ago?"

Wen Qing: "There was a dog barking in the morning. I don't know about the rest. I just moved in yesterday."

The little policeman nodded and looked at Ji Sheng.

Ji Sheng was at a loss: "I didn't pay attention. There are quite a few stray cats and dogs in the community, and they often play in the flower beds."

He scratched his head: "It doesn't seem to be anything special, it's always like this."

"Okay, there's nothing else wrong," the little policeman put away the tape recorder and led them outside the cordon. "There will be other policemen who will visit the door in the next two days. Please cooperate with me when the time comes."

Wen Qing nodded, and after a few steps, he stopped.

Ji Yu was standing not far away. He looked at the hands in the flower bed, his expression didn't change, he still had the same gentle and elegant appearance, which was different from the look of others watching the excitement and panic.

The little police officer followed his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Shenglao explained, "I saw my dad."

Wen Qing glanced around the circle, and most of the onlookers were from the community's grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents. Young people were counted, and Ji Yu was mixed with the elderly, which was particularly conspicuous.

Conspicuous like a murderer.

Wen Qing couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Several other young people in their twenties seemed to be going out for business, and found that they had to queue up for inquiries. They were calling and sending messages at the first time. You Ji Yu stood in the crowd calmly and did nothing.

In this comparison, Wen Qing felt that Ji Yu was even more suspicious.

The next second, Ji Sheng's muttering sounded in his ear: "Dad said there were patients in the clinic in the morning, why are you still here..."

"Brother, let's hurry up, Dad is here."

Before Wen Qing could react, she was pulled out of the cordon by Ji Sheng.

Ji Yu looked at the backs of the two hurriedly leaving, and softly, the police officer in charge of the inquiry said, "Well, I called the police."

"I was about to go to work, and I smelled a stench when I passed the flower bed. Now it's hot, and the smell of corpse is quite obvious."

The police looked at him suspiciously: "How come it really smells like corpse?"

Ji Yu said lightly, "I'm very sensitive to odor, and I'm a doctor, so I'm very familiar with the smell of corpse."

"Some time ago, I reacted to the property because of this smell, but the property did not find the reason, and other owners didn't seem to smell it, so it's gone."

In May, the temperature outside of Wen City was relatively high, and when entering the building, a chill came over the face, and Wen Qing couldn't help but shuddered.

Seeing this, Ji Sheng was stunned and asked again: "Brother, what was it just now? Don't let me see it."

"Is it a corpse?"

Wen nodded lightly and said slowly, "Part of the corpse."

After hesitating for a moment, he Ji Sheng said, "It's the hand."

Ji Sheng's face froze: "So is there a murder in the community?"

Wen Qing hummed, the image of the rotten hand kept flashing in his mind, and his face was not very good: "It should be a while."

When the two entered the elevator, Ji Sheng couldn't help but leaned closer to Wen Qing, lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, shouldn't it be that, that missing reporter sister?"

Wen Qing pressed the floor button: "I have to ask my cousin about this."

"Have a hand..." Ji Sheng paused and continued, "Is it a dismemberment?"

"The rest of the corpse... shouldn't it be in the community?"

At this point, Wen Qing's face turned pale.

The only thing he knew was that the murderer lived in the community.

The murderer dismembered and threw the body in the community... Ken did it on purpose.

What is this pervert trying to do?

The cold wind suddenly blew down from the top of the head, and got into the back along the collar.

Wen Qing's back was chilled, and when she saw the elevator door opened, she hurried out.

After getting out of the elevator, looking at the words 1101 on the door, Wen Qing paused, wrong.

He just turned around and didn't have time to press the elevator. When Ji Sheng opened the door, he said, "Brother, come and drink soup, or my cousin will tell me later."

Wen Qing raised the corner of his mouth: "I still..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Yansi appeared at the door, looked at him coldly, as if giving an order, and said softly, "Come in."

Wen Qing was a little terrified of him, she swallowed her refusal and went in obediently to change her shoes.

Check your clothes for dryness while changing your shoes.

There was no problem, Wen let out a sigh of relief and followed Xia Yansi to the table.

There was a bowl of hot soup on the table, which looked like it had just been served.

Wen Wei was slightly stunned, how did Uncle Xia say he would come here now?

Is it a coincidence?

"What happened outside?" Xia Yansi asked.

Wen Qing regained his senses and briefly recounted what he had seen.

Seeing a hand in the flower bed, Xia Yansi lowered his eyes and looked into Wen Qing's dark eyes: "Ordinary people can't stand it when they see a corpse for the first time."

"If there is no reaction at the moment, it may have nightmares."

Wen Qing was a little scared in his heart, but he was actually more afraid of ghosts than corpses.

So it's actually fine.

He didn't think he would have nightmares at night, so he nodded obediently when he didn't know what to say.

Xia Yansi looked at his fluttering eyelashes and said slowly, "If there is really a sleep disorder, let Ji Yu help mediate it."

Seeing Ji Yu's name, Wen Qing felt that the fear of the corpse in her heart suddenly disappeared.

He is no longer afraid.

Compared with Ji Yu's corpse, of course Ji Yu's face is more afraid.

Wen Qing raised the corner of his mouth, Xia Yansi said, "Okay, thank you uncle."

Xia Yansi hummed: "Drink the soup."

Wen Qing lowered his head and drank the soup. It was the first time in his life that he drank sober soup. He didn't expect it to be sour and spicy.

Wen Qing was not too fond of spicy food, and a layer of water vapor quickly appeared in his eyes.

Xia Yansi sat on Wen Qing's face, looked at the water in his eyes and the flashing eyelashes, and asked lightly, "Is it delicious?"

Wen Qing held back her tears and answered vaguely.

Xia Yansi: "There's more in the kitchen."

After a while, Wen Qing stammered, "Enough, enough to drink, thank you uncle."

Ji Sheng said quickly, "Dad, I want to drink too."

"This soup smells good."

Xia Yansi replied, "I'll go to Sheng."

Wen Qing sipped the soup in small sips and was relieved when she saw Xia Yansi turn around and enter the kitchen.

Xia Yansi was cold, like an emotionless robot, and he was very particular about food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Staying with him, Wen Qing was under too much pressure.

Wen Qing always felt that Xia Yansineng would despise him in the next second.

Just thinking about it, Ji Sheng suddenly came to his ear and whispered, "Brother, I'll go home and play some games after the soup is finished."

Wen Qing nodded and shook his head again: "The college entrance examination will be taking place soon."

Ji Sheng tugged at his sleeve: "Brother, my grades are good."

"And there's only a month left, and now it's mainly a combination of work and rest."

Wen Qing asked hesitantly, "Will Uncle Xia agree?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the kitchen door opened and Xia Yansi came out with the soup.

Ji Sheng giggled and said, "Dad, I'm not good at some questions. I'll go to my brother's house to make up a lesson later."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and clearly felt that Xia Yansi's eyes fell on him.

"Okay." Xia Yansi said.

She looked away, Wen Qing raised her eyes cautiously, and saw Xia Yans typing on his phone.

Probably sending a message to Ji Prison? Wen Qing thought.

The next second, Wen Qing's phone vibrated, and a friend request popped up on WeChat.

The note is Xia Yansi.

Wen Qing quickly passed the application and whispered, "Uncle Xia, I applied through a friend."

Xia Yansi hummed.

Ji Sheng said, "Brother, we haven't added WeChat friends yet."

After speaking, he picked up the bowl and drank the soup directly, wiped his mouth and hurried into the bedroom: "I'll go get my phone and schoolbag."

Wen Qing's hand holding the spoon froze, leaving him and Xia Yansi alone in the living room.

He lowered his eyes and drank the soup without distraction.

Xia Yans leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes fell on Wen Qing's face.

He stared at Wen Qing's eyes, deer-like eyes, clear black and white, and the emotions in his eyes were unobstructed.

Like a wild deer, aware of the danger, it eats nervously, ready to run away at any time.

Xia Yansi's gaze gradually moved down, swept around Wen Qing's rosy and slightly swollen lips, and stayed on Wen Qing's slender and fair neck.

The small and delicate Adam's apple slides up and down, swallowing food.

Xia Yansi raised his hand and tapped his fingertips rhythmically on the dark mobile phone screen.

"Is it gay?"

Wen Qingkou almost choked on the soup, he put down the spoon: "I, I'm not."

Xia Yansi responded lightly and asked, "That and Xing Zhe..."

Wen Qing said quickly, "Xing Ze and I are ordinary friends."

Xia Yansi raised his eyelids, his eyes were very light, and there was no emotion in his eyes, and he asked, "So you like women?"

Wen nodded lightly.

The next second, he saw Xia Yansi pursing his lips slightly upwards. There was no expression on his face, and the corners of his raised mouth were particularly obvious.

Seems a little happy?

Wen Qing felt a little "hairy" and "hairy" in her heart.

Why is he so happy that he likes girls?

Isn't happy punishment selection gay? But I'm gay, and I'm married, so it stands to reason that gays shouldn't discriminate...

The more Wen Qing thought about it, the more strange it became. Seeing Ji Sheng come out with his schoolbag on his back, he hurriedly drank the last few sips of soup, got up and said, "I'm done, thank you uncle."

Back at 1201, Wen Qing's tense nerves relaxed.

He exhaled and lay down on the sofa.

Ji Sheng's ass sat beside Wen Qing and started playing mobile games.

Wen slowed down for a while, and suddenly there was a bang bang bang sound from upstairs, and something was thrown on the floor with a bang bang bang.

Wen Qing was stunned: "Is anyone jumping rope?"

Ji Sheng looked up at the ceiling and replied, "The children on the 13th floor like to skip rope."

"The sound insulation of the community is not good, so I always wear headphones when I do my homework."

Wen Qing nodded and started to read the news in the same city.

The official has not officially communicated, but the matter of the corpse has been on the hot search in the same city.

Wen Qing looked for a while and found the Weibo of the first missing female reporter in the community.

Click on her Weibo, and every post is a good time.

Every few days, she posts daily vlogs of what she sees and hears on and off work, and she looks like a very sunny girl.

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then turned her head to look at Ji Sheng: "Ji Sheng, do you know the missing reporter sister?"

"I don't know," Ji Sheng shook his head, he said, "but I sometimes met her a few times, she..."

Wen Qing asked "confused": "What happened to her?"

Ji Sheng struggled for a moment and said euphemistically, "She seems to be under a lot of work pressure, and those cats are very afraid of her."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "Did she vent her anger with small animals?"

"I saw it once," Ji Sheng glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and said slowly, "This reporter sister doesn't behave very well in reality and on the Internet."

Ji Sheng asked curiously, "Brother, why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "I hope to catch the murderer soon."

Ji Shengpuchi said: "Isn't my cousin investigating this case, Ken will solve the case soon, my cousin is very powerful."

Wen Qing hummed and got up to get Ji Sheng a drink.

Passing by the balcony, glanced down from a distance. The downstairs of the community is full of policemen and police dogs, and it seems that they are searching for something.

Wen Qing was about to go back when she suddenly saw the sound of conversation downstairs.

The balcony was not closed, so he could clearly see the conversation of the prisoner.

"What about Ji Sheng?"

"upstairs."

"What happened to the corpse?"

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, subconsciously holding her breath, Ji Yu replied.

After a long time, he saw Ji Yu and said, "Some Samoyed broke through the bushes."

"Is it."

Very ordinary family words, Wen Qing pursed her lips.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Ji Sheng's voice sounded in the living room.

Wen Qing blurted out: "Nothing."

The next second, his body stiffened.

If he can see the conversation downstairs, can he also see his voice downstairs?

Wen Qing clenched his palms, pretended to be a stern Ji Sheng and said, "I see the police are still in the community."

He was so nervous that his heart was beating wildly, and the conversation downstairs stopped for a moment, as if he didn't see his voice, he continued to talk about the previous topic.

"Do you love?"

"Love it."

"I want to keep..."

Wen Qing didn't understand what he said, he saw a dog barking downstairs.

The barking stopped, as did the conversation downstairs.

Wen Qing watched the morning news at home, Ji Sheng played the morning game beside him, and after lunch, he used the excuse of making up the class to play the game.

Seeing that he was at ease, Wen Qinghao confiscated his game console and urged him to do his homework.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xing Zai came over.

Seeing Ji Sheng in the living room, Xing Ze paused slightly: "Why are you here?"

Ji Sheng sighed faintly: "I wanted to play games, but the game console was confiscated."

Xing Ze glanced at the test paper beside him, with a calm expression: "Study hard."

Wen Qing hurriedly asked, "Have you solved the case?"

Xing Ze said helplessly: "No, it's still early."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while: "Is it useless to monitor so much in the community?"

"That hand belonged to Yao Qian, the female reporter who disappeared in the community," Xing Ze paused and explained, "Community monitoring and other equipment were installed after Yao Qian disappeared."

Xing Zhe closed his eyes halfway, and continued, "It's been too long, and when the forensic doctor can't confirm the exact death, we can speculate that Yao Qian was killed shortly after her disappearance."

So monitoring is useless at all.

Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Then other parts of her body are also in the community?"

"No," Xing Ze shook his head and pursed his lips, "I have hands."

"The murderer was intentional."

Ji Sheng put down his pen and couldn't help but ask, "Why did you put it on the flower bed on purpose?"

Xing Ze glanced at him and frowned slightly: "The child does his homework well."

"Brother, my good cousin, just tell me." Not only did Ji Sheng not do his homework, but instead ran to the edge of the sofa and pestered Xing Ze.

Xing Ze couldn't beat him, so he could say, "That flower bed is where stray cats and dogs excrete."

Ji Sheng: "What about it?"

Xing Zai asked, "Did you see that hand?"

Ji Sheng shook his head: "Brother didn't let me see."

Xing Ze tilted his head to look at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing said slowly: "The fingers of that hand seem to be turned upside down."

Ji Sheng's eyes were full of puzzlement: "So the murderer is a pervert who likes abuse?"

Xing Ze shook his head.

Wen Qing tentatively replied, "Yes, are you punishing her?"

"Well," Xing Ze replied, "The murderer's community is very familiar, and this flower bed is the most popular among stray animals."

"He deliberately put Yao Qian's hand into the animal's dung heap, thinking that he was punishing her."

Wen Qing asked ignorantly, "So the murderer said she was abusing small animals?"

Or a self-righteous person?

Xing Ze raised his eyelids: "Who told this?"

Ji Sheng raised his hand slowly.

Xing Zai glanced at him and continued, "The cruelty to animals is part of the reason."

"In addition, we found her mobile phone, and the technical department repaired and found that there were records that videos and photos were deleted two days before the missing report."

"She was able to photograph the murderer's secret, so she was killed."

Wen Qing thought about it for a while, but was still a little puzzled: "The murderer just put his hands in the community, isn't he afraid of being discovered?"

Xing Ze was accustomed to taking out his lighter, and with his warm eyes, he paused with his hand holding the cigarette, flipped over the lid of the lighter, and explained, "He is not only punishing Yao Qian, but also deliberately trying to be discovered. "

"These types of criminals are hungry for attention."

"The disappearance case started a month ago because he enjoyed being noticed."

Xing Ze looked at them and asked, "Did you see anything unusual when you went downstairs?"

Ji Sheng shook his head: "I don't even know what happened."

Wen Qing was a little hesitant. He wanted to talk about Ji Yu, but he couldn't tell in front of Ji Sheng, so Xing Ze shook his head.

He thought to himself, Ji Sheng will talk about it when he goes home.

As a result, before Ji Sheng came home, Wen Qing received a strange text message.

[I really want to fuck. 】

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the note, it was an unfamiliar number.

He stared at the four words and pondered for a while, then typed slowly: [Okay, it was sent to the wrong person. 】