After dinner, when returning to Nancheng Community, Xing Ze stopped by the property to adjust the monitoring to see if Wen Qing was being followed when she left the community.

The result is not.

When he got home, Wen Qing looked at the familiar and unfamiliar pillows and furnishings, and he had a feeling that something had been moved.

He remembered that when he went out in the morning, the pillow was crooked, and now it is straight again.

The handle of the cup on the coffee table also seems to be facing the direction of the door? Not this angle.

Did he remember it wrong?

Wen Qing stood at the entrance, frowning slightly.

After Xing Ze sat down, he found that Wen Qing was still looking at the living room: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing said honestly, "I feel like someone has come in."

Xing Ze immediately turned on the computer and checked the monitoring, but there was still nothing.

Wen Qing looked at the computer screen, hesitated for a while, and said slowly to Xing Ze, "Actually, I have been feeling this way for the past two days."

He looked up at Xing Ze: "Am I too suspicious?"

Xing Ze touched his head and comforted: "It's a good thing to be vigilant."

"What's more, the situation is special now."

Wen nodded lightly and turned on the TV.

News about women living alone is on TV, and the host reminds all women living alone to stay safe.

Wen Qing glanced at it and asked Xing Ze, "Have you all finished investigating the residents of the community?"

Xing Ze hummed: "I've been busy with this the other day."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "Did you find out anything?"

"Nancheng Community is an old community, and there are not many households that fit the profile." Xing Ze paused, thinking that Wen Qing had been implicated in this case, he simply took out his mobile phone, opened the album, and showed Wen Qing the photos.

The first is a photo of Yang Fan.

"You already know this," Xing Zai paused with his fingertips, and drew to the next one, it was a man wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a very gentle appearance, "Chen Yu from Building 3 is a lawyer."

"This is 5 buildings..."

"11 buildings..."

Wen Qing remembered their faces while watching, and prepared to stay away from these people.

Of the eight people, Wen Qing has only seen one Yang Fan so far.

By the time of the ninth, a group photo of Ji Yu and Xia Yansi appeared.

The photo seemed to be taken in winter. The two were wearing coats, standing side by side, without any intimate physical movements. Ji Yu smiled and looked at the camera, while Xia Yansi looked indifferent, almost as usual.

If Wen Qing didn't know they were husbands, he would have thought they were just ordinary friends.

Wen Qing blinked and asked, "Is this the group photo you took of them?"

The next second, Xing Ze's voice sounded in his ears: "The last two."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Xing Zhe paused with his fingers and continued, "Two Ji Prisons and Xia Yansi."

Wen Qing looked blank: "Did they not rule out the suspicion?"

"There is no way to rule out the suspicion," Xing Ze pursed his lips and said slowly, "Each of them fits the profile of the murderer, but everyone has no contact with Yao Qian, no contact and no motive."

"Now we can only wait for new evidence."

Wen Qing snorted and couldn't help but ask again, "Have no other parts of Yao Qian's body been found?"

Xing Ze shook his head: "No, and there are no other missing corpses."

"There is a high probability that the corpse is broken, and the target is too small to attract attention."

Wen Qing's face turned pale: "Is it difficult to find the corpse if it is broken up?"

Xing Ze: "There was a case in the past where the murderer shredded the corpse and threw out several kilograms of corpses every day"

"This time the murderer is smart and cautious, and the suburbs of Wenzhou are all mountainous and forests. If the corpse is thrown into pieces and eaten by wild animals, there is no way to investigate."

Wen Qing nervously tugged at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Has the case of dismembering the body been solved before?"

Xing Zai: "It's still an unsolved case."

"The murderer in that case was very skilled. He checked all the doctors and butchers, but he couldn't come out."

Wen Qing was even more nervous when she heard that, her eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Xing Ze glanced at him and said helplessly, "Don't think too much."

"Be optimistic, there may be new clues tomorrow."

Wen nodded lightly and glanced at the time.

Ten o'clock at night, it's getting late.

He tilted his head to look at Xing Ze, and asked hesitantly, "Are you going to the bureau tonight?"

Xing Ze raised his eyebrows: "I've already got off work."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and asked the system in her heart: [System, if I can't move, can Xing Ze live with me? 】

001 did not answer directly, but said: [He is your friend. 】

Living with friends couldn't be more reasonable.

Wen Qing's eyes lit up, she approached Xing Ze and asked, "Then are you going to sleep with me these days?"

The distance between the two was very close, and Xing Ze felt the gentle breath on his cheeks, which was fragrant.

He was slightly startled and nodded slowly.

Wen Qing stood up immediately and showed a sincere smile: "I'll get you pajamas and towels."

This was the first time Xing Ze saw Wen Qing smile like this.

He was stunned, his cheeks slowly turning red.

After Wen Qing ran into the room, he responded: "Okay."

Wen Qing asked Xing Ze to go to the bathroom in the bedroom to take a bath first, while he went to another room to change the sheets and quilts for Xing Ze.

After cleaning, Xing Ze also finished taking a shower.

Wen Qing went back to the bedroom and opened the door.

Xing Ze walked out of the bathroom, walked straight to the bed, and sat on his bed.

Wen Qing looked at him blankly.

Xing Ze is still wandering in the sky, the scent of Wen Qing's same shower gel is on his body, and he is sitting on the sheets and quilts that Wen Qing sleeps on every day.

Thinking about it, his nose was a little warm.

Wen Qing stared at him for a while, thinking that Xing Zhe was too sleepy, and asked tentatively, "Are you going to sleep here?"

"Then I'll sleep next door."

Hearing Wen Qing's voice, Xing Zhe regained his senses.

He turned to the gentle, suspicious look on his head, and immediately realized that he had misunderstood.

Wen Qing asked him to stay to sleep, not to sleep with him.

Xing Zai stood up immediately: "I, I just got weak legs, sit down."

After speaking, he hurried out of the bedroom and walked into the bedroom next door.

Wen Qing looked at his somewhat stiff pace and was a little confused.

Why do you think the choice of punishment is a little weird?

Are you too tired?

001 was silent.

This night, Wen Qing slept well and had no dreams all night.

When Xing Zhe called him in the morning, he even wanted to sleep for a while.

Xing Ze stood at the door of the bedroom and said to him, "Uncle Xia asked us to go downstairs for breakfast."

Wen Qing turned over, buried half of his face in the quilt, and said in a loud voice, "I'm not hungry."

"Go eat."

Xing Ze smiled and said, "No, I can only eat with your light."

"Uncle Xia said your medical report is out, let's drop by for breakfast."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Qing could only get up reluctantly.

After washing up and going downstairs, as soon as he walked to the door, before he knocked on the door, Ji Sheng opened the door: "Brother, cousin."

He handed Wen Qing a pair of pink slippers and said with a smile, "little dad said that these pink slippers belong to my brother."

Wen Qing was stunned: "Thank you."

Xing Ze glanced at Wen Qing's slippers, and then at his own slippers for guests, and asked with a smile, "Isn't mine?"

Ji Sheng shook his head and said, "No, no."

"Only my brother has it."

Xing Ze hooked his neck and asked again, "Why isn't there a cousin?"

Ji Sheng frowned and pushed his arm away: "Because cousin is not worthy."

Xing Ze laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy."

Xia Yansi at the table glanced at Ji Sheng, and said to Wen Qing and Xing Ze lightly, "Stop making trouble, come and eat."

Wen Qing called uncle hello and followed Xing Ze to the dining table.

The table is full of Chinese breakfast, steamed buns, custard buns, fried dough sticks, tea eggs, etc., which are very rich.

Wen Qing sat next to Xing Ze, and just after sitting down, Xia Yansi handed him a document bag.

"Thank you." Wen Qing thanked and opened it to take a look.

Hmm, don't understand.

He asked Xia Yansi in a low voice, "Uncle Xia, am I sick?"

"No," Xia Yansi sat opposite him and lifted his eyelids, "Unexpectedly, your body is very healthy."

"It's not like people who stay at home all day, the numbers are better than most people who exercise every day."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's good."

"It's rare, most young people are in a sub-health state now," Ji Yu put down his chopsticks and said to Wen Qing, "Since there is no physical problem, you can go to the hospital or clinic to take some psychological test questionnaires."

Xing Ze's action of eating buns paused, then looked up and asked, "What psychological test?"

Ji Yu glanced at him and explained: "Wen Qing's sleep quality is not good. The dark circles under the eyes a few days ago were very serious. It may be because of the pressure accumulated for a long time and the stimulation of the flower bed."

Xing Ze turned his head to look at Wen Qing. He knew that Wen Qing had not slept well a few days ago, but he didn't think it was related to psychological factors.

"Is it serious?"

Wen Qing's cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered, "I slept well these two days."

"No more nightmares last night."

"Is that so," Ji Yu said lightly, looking at Wen Qing, "Maybe it's because Xing Zai stayed."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, then looked up at Ji Yu, not understanding the meaning of his words.

Ji Yu curved his lips and said with a smile, "Uncle police always gives people a sense of security."

Suddenly, Xia Yansi said, "Jiyu."

His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyebrows were indifferent, and he seemed colder than usual?

Ji Yu turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Huh?"

Xia Yansi said with a cold face: "No food."

Ji Yu still had a gentle smile on his face, raised his hand to his lips, and made a zipper to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head to drink soy milk.

I don't know if it was his delusion, he seemed to think that Xia Yansi was a little angry?

Xia Yansi said what Xia Yansi took the initiative to say when he was just eating, why did Ji Yu stop talking when he opened his mouth?

why are you mad?

Because of what Jiyu said just now?

Wen Qing couldn't figure it out, and turned to look at Xing Ze.

Xing Ze glanced at him, swiped his phone, and sent a WeChat message.

[Shh. 】

[Uncle Xia seems to be angry with his uncle. 】

Wen Qing replied with an emoji, no longer thinking about it.

It is normal to have minor conflicts between partners.

Wen Qing closed the phone, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Ji Sheng laughing happily, the corners of his mouth grinning, wonder if he didn't notice the undercurrents of the fathers, or if there was something else to be happy about.

Because of Xia Yansi's words, no one spoke any further.

The crowd ate quietly.

It wasn't until after dinner that Xing Ze asked nonchalantly, "Uncle, Uncle Xia, do you know a resident named Yang Fan in the community?"

Xia Yansi shook his head: "I don't know."

Ji Yu nodded and said, "He is a patient in the clinic."

Hearing this, Xing Ze's expression became solemn, and he continued to ask: "Does he have any psychological problems?"

Ji Yu smiled and said to him, "I can't leak the patient's privacy at will."

"If the police want to know, they have to go through the process."

"Okay, I understand," Xing Ze paused and asked again, "Uncle, during the conversation between your doctor and the patient, general psychiatrists don't take the initiative to talk about their friends, right?"

Ji Yu nodded: "The psychiatrist is responsible for helping the patient to ease their emotions. The topic is naturally around the patient. We just talk about our own affairs, let alone friends' affairs."

"But the patient can say whatever they want."

Xing Ze lowered his eyes in thought.

Ji Sheng suddenly asked, "Cousin, why are you suddenly talking about this person?"

Xing Ze then remembered that Ji Sheng was still there. Not only did he not explain to Ji Sheng, but he asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

Ji Sheng: "It's done."

Xing Ze: "Don't you need to review?"

Ji Sheng: "Combining work and rest."

Xing Ze was silent for a moment, and then said, "Don't ask children."

"Brother, I'm eighteen, I'm an adult," Ji Sheng pouted and said slowly, "and I ran into him when I went out yesterday morning."

Xing Ze narrowed his eyes: "Yesterday morning?"

"What time is it?"

Ji Sheng thought about it: "I asked a friend to climb the mountain at 7:30 in the morning, and I met him before 7:00 when we gathered near the community for breakfast."

Xing Ze asked, "Do you remember what you said to your friends?"

"Well..." Ji Sheng recalled, "I think about it, I was talking about the hands in the flower beds in the community, and then I said that my neighbor's brother is going to the hospital because of this."

Before seven o'clock, Yang Fan knew that Wen Qing would go to the hospital, so the follow-up and text messages were reasonable.

Xing Ze's face darkened slightly, staring at Ji Sheng: "Are you sure you saw Yang Fan?"

Ji Sheng nodded: "Yes."

"Yesterday evening, my brother also said that he met a strange person named Yang Fan, and then I met him when my dad and I were walking to feed the cat at night."

"I have a good memory, and I don't recognize the wrong person."

Ji Sheng looked at Xing Ze and asked curiously, "Could he be the murderer?"

"I think he looks like a beast in clothes, and he still looks at his brother smugly."

The more he spoke, the more serious Xing Ze's face became. He got up and said, "I'll go to the bureau."

He turned his head and said to Wen Qing, "wait for me at my uncle's house, try not to stay alone."

Ji Sheng waved at Xing Ze and said to Wen Qing with a smile, "Brother, brother, let's play games together."

Xing Ze's face softened a little: "Yes, you and Ji Sheng will play a game for a while."

Wen Qing was arranged so clearly.

As soon as Xing Xie left, he was the only guest left in the living room.

Wen Qing lowered her eyes, swiped her phone cautiously, accidentally clicked on the video, and made a noise.

Seeing Ji Yu and Xia Yansi sitting directly on the sofa reading a book, he was even more embarrassed, and hesitantly said, "How about I still..."

Ji Sheng took his arm and interrupted with a smile: "Brother, go to my room and play games."

"Let daddy and daddy read quietly outside."

Ji Yu's family, Wen Qing can only relax when facing Ji Sheng, he answered and followed Ji Sheng into the bedroom.

Ji Sheng's room was clean and tidy, the double bed and the computer desk were neatly tidy, the pillows were placed squarely, and the pens in the pen holder were all oriented in one direction, which seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Ji Sheng turned on the computer, clicked on a game, and handed Wen Qing a handle: "Brother, have you played this game?"

Wen Qing looked at the bloody screen and shook her head.

Ji Sheng smiled and introduced: "It's just an ordinary shooting zombie game. I've been playing single-player mode, but I haven't played double-player yet."

After speaking, he clicked on the game.

The game screen is very realistic. A shot is shot on the zombie, and the organs, blood, etc. in the zombie will burst out and paste on the screen.

The picture is too bloody, and since it is a 3D game, Wen Qing reluctantly played for an hour, and she couldn't stand it anymore.

His face was pale and his head was a little dizzy.

Wen Qing put down the handle and said to Ji Sheng, "I want to rest."

Ji Sheng quickly asked, "What's wrong with my brother?"

Wen frowned slightly: "I'm not used to playing 3D, it's too dizzy."

Ji Sheng nodded: "Brother, take a rest."

Wen swept around, there was only one computer chair in the bedroom, and only the bed was left.

He is sitting on the bed and playing games, but if he rests in bed

Afraid that Ji Sheng would mind, Wen Qing said, "I'll go back and rest."

"No, brother, just sleep on the bed." After Ji Sheng finished speaking, he crouched at Wen Qing's feet and helped him take off his shoes.

Wen Qing was stunned, he didn't expect Ji Sheng to take off his shoes.

The next second, Ji Sheng put his hands on his shoulders and pushed gently.

Wen Qing did not expect Ji Sheng's strength to be so strong, and was pushed directly onto the bed.

Ji Sheng sat on the edge of the bed and covered him with the quilt, as if he was pretending to be a family drink. He also touched Wen Qing's head and hummed a tune: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, my dear brother. "

Looking at Ji Sheng's sunny smile, Wen Qing always felt that something was wrong.

He whispered, "I'd better go back to sleep, I can't sleep in someone else's bed."

Ji Sheng laughed and said, "It's okay to lie down for a while if you can't fall asleep. Maybe you will fall asleep later."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Besides, cousin told you not to stay alone, there is always his reason."

Because the murderer was after him.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing hesitated for a while, but still lay on the bed obediently.

Wen Qing lay down for a while, and her mind gradually became confused.

Half-dreaming, half-awake, a faint sweetness lingered on the tip of the nose.

He had another familiar nightmare.

Hazy, Wen Qing felt the quilt being lifted.

Then came his clothes, which were lifted to his chest, and his stomach was exposed in the air, which was a little cold.

Wen frowned slightly, and soon, something was smeared on his stomach, it was cold, and a hand was spinning.

It's like a b-ultrasound, like the doctor is applying couplant to him.

It's just that the b-ultrasound probe this time has the scalding temperature of a human being.