The man was finally taken back to the police station by Feng Lv.

Although he said that he did all this because he was temporarily confused, Feng Lv observed the man's expression and always felt that he should be hiding something, so he took him back to the police station for questioning.

But Bei Xiaofan continued to stay. Considering that Yu Zhaozhao was frightened tonight, Bei Xiaofan did not go back to the black car and squatted guard.

After getting Yu Zhaozhao's consent, Bei Xiaofan took the surveillance equipment, and she slept directly on the second floor of the flower shop.

Anyway, Bei Xiaofan's external identity is Yu Zhaozhao's cousin, and it would not be too abrupt to come and live with Yu Zhaozhao occasionally for a few days.

Yu Zhaozhao had no scruples, and they were all girls.So she didn't let Bei Xiaofan sleep on the sofa outside, and let Bei Xiaofan sleep on the same bed as herself.

Before going to sleep, Bei Xiaofan thought that he had been sitting in the car for almost a whole day, his body was stiff and exhausted, and he thought that she would fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

But when it was time to sleep, it was the first time that Bei Xiaofan felt that the bed could be such a tormenting place.

When Bei Xiaofan came out of the bathroom lightly after washing, Yu Zhaozhao was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

There is a small night light in the bedroom, which can prevent Bei Xiaofan from stumbling and groping for bed.

But when Bei Xiaofan quietly lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, and got into the quilt, he heard the faint breath of the person next to him.

At that moment, the hustle and bustle of the world seemed far away.

Bei Xiaofan stared at this person blankly, her delicate and perfect outline was carefully outlined by the dim yellow light, and there was a rich and sweet smell in the air.

Once again, Bei Xiaofan couldn't help feeling that the gods treated this person in front of him too favorably.

The air conditioner was turned on a little low, and the temperature in the bedroom was on the cold side.

As if feeling an additional source of warmth beside her, Bei Xiaofan felt the slight movement of the clothes rubbing against each other, and then a weight came from her side.

Yu Zhaozhao clung to her arm tightly.

Bei Xiaofan suddenly felt as if her arm was carrying the weight of a world, and she couldn't move it away.

In the end, she could only carefully adjust Yu Zhaozhao's position so that Yu Zhaozhao could lean on her more comfortably.

Then Bei Xiaofan opened her eyes in a daze, feeling the slightly undulating and warm breathing beside her, and fell asleep when she didn't even know it.

When Bei Xiaofan woke up from his sleep, the skylight passed through the gaps in the curtains and projected into the bedroom.

The first thing Bei Xiaofan did after waking up was to turn his head to look for a certain figure.

But what surprised her was that there was already a hint of coolness at the side beside her, and Yu Zhaozhao had gotten up early.

Bei Xiaofan picked up his phone and checked the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.Bei Xiaofan dressed and washed as fast as he could, then ran down the stairs quickly.

The rolling shutter door outside the flower shop has been closed, and the morning sun shines through the glass into the entire flower shop.

At this time, Yu Zhaozhao was holding a pair of scissors, trimming the flowering branches.

Yu Zhaozhao's hair was not tied up, and the black hair was loose. The strands of hair were freely bent and stretched like seaweed, sticking to her cheeks and neck, making her already white skin more translucent.

She stood in the light and shadow, even her fingertips were shining.The whole body is covered with golden dust flying up and down, and the hazy mist that is unique to the early morning,

Bei Xiaofan's steps to go downstairs even stopped. The scene in front of her was like a beautiful scene that could only be presented after careful polishing in a movie.

She almost thought she saw some forest elf.

Bei Xiaofan didn't know how long he stood on the stairs, he didn't even hear the wind chimes in front of the door.

When she regained her senses, she saw Cheng Jin had arrived at some point.

He was standing at the door with a bag of breakfast, just like Bei Xiaofan before, looking at Yu Zhaozhao in the flower shop without blinking.

I don't know if it was Bei Xiaofan's illusion, but Cheng Jin happened to be standing in a position that was not illuminated by the sun, and Cheng Jin's whole body was covered with a cold shadow that was rarely seen on weekdays.

But in the next second, Cheng Jin felt Bei Xiaofan's gaze.

He was like a wolf dog with a keen sense of smell, his eyes stabbed at Bei Xiaofan's position.

His eyes were gloomy, and Bei Xiaofan seemed to see the glimmer of calmness in his eyes.

After seeing clearly that it was Bei Xiaofan, the corners of Cheng Jin's mouth turned up, showing the same enthusiastic smile as before: "Sister Xiaofan, you are here, why is it so early today? Don't say anything, I didn't even bring you breakfast.”

Bei Xiaofan hesitated for a while, then nodded: "It's okay, I'll go to work later. It's your morning, I slept here last night."

Cheng Jin's eyes flickered a few times, and he asked curiously as he walked in, "I didn't see Sister Xiaofan when I left. Sister Xiaofan came very late, right?"

"It's a bit late."

Bei Xiaofan thought about what happened last night, and felt that after letting Cheng Jin know, he could at least pay more attention to those guests who came on weekdays.

Obviously, everyone looks ordinary, and they are not vicious people on the outside, but the real face hidden in the dark is really frightening.

Bei Xiaofan thought about it hesitantly, and told Cheng Jin pick and choose what happened last night.

Of course she would not say that she had been watching around all the time, but that Yu Zhaozhao called her to come over after finding out that there was a problem.

Later, he was also afraid that something might happen to Yu Zhaozhao, so he slept here.

In the middle of Bei Xiaofan's words, Cheng Jin lowered his head slightly, the muscles on his cheeks tightened, and the corners of his lips were hidden in the shadows.

From an angle that Bei Xiaofan couldn't see, there were waves in those dark eyes, as if an unknown storm was brewing.

After quite a while, Bei Xiaofan didn't hear Cheng Jin's reply.

Just when Bei Xiaofan was a little strange, she heard Cheng Jin's voice again.

"I see, Miss Xiaofan." Cheng Jin's light-colored thin lips rose slightly, but without the usual warmth, as if wearing a mask, "I won't let them bother my sister again."

Bei Xiaofan frowned imperceptibly. She felt that something was wrong with Cheng Jin, but she couldn't tell exactly what it was.

Just when Bei Xiaofan was about to say something, Yu Zhaozhao, who had been listening for a long time, frowned and glared at the two of them: "I've been talking there for a long time, but I don't know how to help me."

The unformed thoughts in Bei Xiaofan's mind were interrupted in an instant.

She, and Cheng Jin, under Yu Zhaozhao's order, started their hard-working morning work.

Finally, Cheng Jin cleaned up the green leaves and flower branches that Yu Zhaozhao had pruned and put them into garbage bags, while Bei Xiaofan walked out of the flower shop with these garbage bags.

Bei Xiaofan walked to the garbage collection station, where a stooped old man in the uniform of a sanitation worker was rummaging through the trash can, as if picking up a bottle.

Bei Xiaofan put the garbage bag into the trash can, and then kindly reminded: "There are no bottles in this bag, there are many thorns in it, be careful."

Bei Xiaofan heard the old man answer vaguely, and then she left, she had to go back to the bureau first.

It was less than eight o'clock when Bei Xiaofan arrived at the police station. As soon as she arrived at the gate, she found that there was a different bustle in front of the police station.In addition to the uniformed policemen coming and going, there were also some more... reporters with cameras and microphones?

Bei Xiaofan passed the group of people and was about to enter the police station, when the guard on duty at the door stopped her: "No journalists during working hours—oh, it's Xiaofan."

Because Bei Xiaofan was wearing plain clothes, his colleagues didn't recognize her immediately.

"Why are there so many reporters here suddenly? Propaganda mission?"

Bei Xiaofan asked subconsciously.

But the guard's expression was not quite right, he smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's the one in charge of your team, the victim in red."

"Didn't the girl in red have passed away for several days, why suddenly—" Bei Xiaofan was stunned in the middle of speaking.

Until now she finally realized the problem, her voice was a little erratic, "Second time, isn't it?"

Guard: "Yes, because the person who first found out not only called the police, but also called the reporter, that's why there are so many people. You go up, the team is getting angry."

Bei Xiaofan wasn't in the mood to say goodbye to the guards anymore. Without even thinking about it, she rushed into the building.

At this time, a mess of thoughts appeared in her head.

Another victim, another living life quietly left without her knowing.

The first case, the second case... Team Feng is right, this is indeed a serial murder case.

But are they heading in the wrong direction?In fact, the killer's target is not Yu Zhaozhao?Was Yu Zhaozhao's attack just a coincidence?

But the red dress, neck choke, plastic wrap... how could there be so many coincidences in this world.

Bei Xiaofan went up to the second floor and found that there was no one in the office area, so she found the conference room.

Through the window of the meeting room, Bei Xiaofan saw that it was already full of colleagues in uniform.

Many of them looked sluggish, with dark circles under their eyes, as if they had stayed up all night without sleep.

When Bei Xiaofan pushed open the door of the conference room, many people inside looked at the door in surprise, and they didn't expect that there would be people who dared to be late.

It's a new girl, will she be scolded and cry when the team gets angry later?

Although it's not yet the theoretical working hours, but as long as there are cases in their profession, they basically work around the clock.

There is no time to rest until the case is over.

Bei Xiaofan knew that he was carrying out the task of protecting Yu Zhaozhao, but compared with these colleagues whose exhaustion was written all over their faces, she looked much more energetic, so Bei Xiaofan felt guilty for no reason.

Standing in front of the big screen, Feng Lv also felt a little tired between his brows. He was still wearing the clothes he wore yesterday.

Feng Lv only glanced at Bei Xiaofan when he saw her coming in, but he didn't get angry as the others guessed.

Bei Xiaofan bowed his head, walked to the empty seat beside Yan Zhizhi and sat down.

Yan Zhizhi looked at Feng Lv in front of him, and opened his mouth slightly: "You are so brave, you dare to be late, and what's more, Team Feng didn't even scold you."

"...I don't even know what happened again, when did it happen?"

Bei Xiaofan also lowered his head to avoid other people's eyes and asked in a low voice.

"At 5 o'clock in the morning, all text messages and calls in the group have been notified, and no one called you?" Yan Zhizhi said, "It shouldn't have been missed, the team is responsible."

Feng Lv?

Could it be because Yu Zhaozhao...

Bei Xiaofan: "Then I know why, because last night I..."

"Why?" Without waiting for Bei Xiaofan to finish speaking, Yan Zhizhi couldn't help asking, "Could it be—"

"What is it? What do you have to say for everyone to listen to? Let's see what it is that deserves your enthusiasm during the meeting?"

Feng Lv's cold voice suddenly appeared behind Yan Zhizhi.

Yan Zhizhi's hairs stood on end, when did Feng Lv run behind him?!

Yan Zhizhi stood up immediately, and said with a stiff face, "Yes, I'm sorry for banning the team!"

But Feng Lv didn't pay attention to him, but still looked at Yan Zhizhi with cold eyes.

"I'm sorry to close the team, I was wrong, there really is no next time."

Yan Zhizhi swallowed, but he didn't make any excuses, and apologized several times.

Feng Lv then returned to the front.

Bei Xiaofan didn't dare to talk too much anymore, he concentrated on watching the photos of the scene displayed on the big screen in rotation.

It can be seen from the photos that the scene this time is not indoors, but outdoors.

Looking at the background around the scene photos, it seems to be a construction site?

The victim lived alone in the room last time, so it took a few days for the body to be discovered.

Looking at the decay of the corpse this time, it should have been discovered on the day of death.

It's no wonder that there are so many reporters around the police station downstairs. If the construction site is in the open air, the reporters probably took all kinds of photos.

This case itself is different from ordinary homicide cases.

If the reporters would add more fuel to the publicity and let the citizens know that a serial murder case had occurred in the city, I am afraid that the whole city would cause panic.

Bei Xiaofan carefully observed the various details in the photo.

The victim in the photo was similar to the first victim, still wearing a bright red dress, with pinch marks on the neck, and her face was tightly wrapped in layers of plastic wrap.

Only this time the victim was not hung by the window, but placed on the ground.

The dark brown bloody fingerprints on the ground proved that she struggled hard before she died.

At the front of the conference room, Feng Lv was explaining the identity information of the two deceased.

"The first deceased, Lu X, female, 34 years old, divorced, was a salesperson in a shopping mall."

"The second deceased, Zhang, female, 27 years old, unmarried, a nurse by profession."

"There is no loss of property in the family." Someone flipped through the case materials in his hand and raised his hand to guess, "Since it is a divorce, could it be a love murder?"

Feng Lv: "The investigation results of Mr. Zhang have not yet been obtained, but after the investigation of the past few days, Mr. Lu has no close relationship with the opposite sex. Even if it is a love killing, this cannot explain the appearance of the second deceased. And the relationship between the twoThere is no connection point in the network of relationships.”

"The police did not disclose the first case to the media. The society does not know the characteristics of the murderer, so there should be no copycats." Feng Lv lowered his black eyebrows and looked around at everyone present, "Then weThe previous inference is already certain, this is a serial killer."

serial killer.

The atmosphere in the conference room froze instantly.

Although serial killers appear frequently in film and television dramas, they are not so common in real life.

The appearance of every serial killer represents a heavy human life.

"I heard... It seems that before the first victim, there was another survivor? Why did she survive?"

The questioner was a police officer from another jurisdiction who was not aware of the previous process.

The people in the conference room who had seen Yu Zhaozhao's face did not speak to him.

Feng Lv paused for a moment, then flipped down the page: "She is not referenceable."

Then, a full face photo of Yu Zhaozhao appeared on the big screen.

When they saw Yu Zhaozhao's face on the big screen, the other uninformed people present finally understood why the serial killer had already had two lives in his hands, which was enough to prove his viciousness, but there was still a woman who escaped by chance.

With such a beauty, even the most hard-hearted person would probably forgive her.

When everyone was admiring Zhaozhao's beauty on the screen, Feng Lv was unmoved. He moved the big screen expressionlessly and flipped through the photos to the live photos.

When one of the live photos appeared, Bei Xiaofan's pupils suddenly shrank.

She noticed in the photo from this angle, beside the second victim.

There was a black, square gift box tied with a white ribbon.

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