MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 44 Lost 04

Wen Qing frowned and whispered softly.

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, a furry thing came close to his neck, like a beast, sniffing his scent.

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

Very familiar, 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 traced the outline of his ear.

The beast's breathing became more and more rapid, and after 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 and heavier.

He seemed to have been bitten by a wild animal.

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

Wen Qing only felt that her body was ups and downs between pleasure and torture. Tears flowed out involuntarily, dyeing her eyelashes.

After some time, Wen Qing seemed to hear the call 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, and the chaotic brain gradually became clear.

It's chilly down there.

Not the coolness of not wearing pants, but the coolness of getting wet.

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

He quickly got up from the bed, pulled out a pair of underwear, and hurried into the bathroom.

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

He was wearing a black sweater yesterday and seemed to be drunk...

Then...then Wen Qing 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 to the mirror. There was no trace behind.

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

Wen Qing blushed, walked out of the bathroom slowly, and asked the system in a low voice, "That... can you see the changes in my body 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. 】

"But you are very human," Wen said softly.

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.

One 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 a hangover soup for you. 】

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...how did I come back after I was drunk yesterday?"

Xing Ze: "There was something in the bureau last night, I'll go first."

"It should be Uncle Xia who sent you back. You seem to recognize Uncle as another person and don't let him touch him."

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 let out a low laugh: "Don't worry, I'll come and change the clothes for you in the morning."

"Uncle Xia threw you 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: "By the way, Uncle Xia said he made a hangover soup for you, did Ji Sheng bring it up?"

Wen Qing glanced around, there was nothing on the table, and when he walked into the kitchen, only the porridge was kept warm in the rice cooker.

He said honestly, "No."

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

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

"You're drunk..." Suddenly, there was a rustling voice on the other end of the phone, and then Xing Ze's voice became serious, "I'll hang up first, I'll talk about it later."

Wen Qing responded and simply stood in the kitchen to drink 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.

The first disappearance case happened half a year ago. A female reporter living alone in Nancheng Community, a colleague found that she did not come to work and could not contact anyone, so she called the police. The last place she appeared in the police investigation was Wen A scenic spot in the city, Sanshui Mountain.

Since then, every other month, when everyone is about to forget this news, there will be another case of disappearance. There are no clues and no corpses. The citizens of Wenzhou have not combined these cases and only regarded these disappearance cases as after dinner. talk about it, warn young women to be careful.

The police have no corresponding evidence, and cannot determine whether the same person or the same organization did it, and can only temporarily increase the activities to promote 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 the last one for a while, then clicked a report.

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream in the community.

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

The balcony was not completely sealed, only 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 surrounding 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.

Crowded places are 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 you to drink sober soup."

"Wait later," Wen Qing said to him, "it seems like something happened downstairs."

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

Wen Qing shook his head: "I don't know, I just heard someone call."

The flower bed is in the center of the community. Usually, there are many people around the place where cats, cats and dogs gather together. The onlookers have different expressions, taking pictures and recording videos. The only thing that is the same is that they are all a certain distance from the flower bed. distance.

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

Wen Qing approached, followed the eyes of everyone, and saw that the bushes were missing a corner.

The depths seemed to be the burial places of cats and dogs, with a lot of feces piled up, and a rotten hand stuck in the middle of the feces.

Only the bones of the five fingers were left, and they were folded and inserted into the soil. There was a little black and gray skin left on the palm of the hand, and it was half hanging in the air.

Wen Qing's face turned pale, she took a step 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.

A group of uniformed policemen walked 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 pulled twice. One 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 guide the evacuation. .

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 at a glance.

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

Wen said softly, "I heard 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: "You have to make a simple inquiry before you can go 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, "You're 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.

A young police officer ran over and said to Xing Ze, "Xing Brigade, Sister Zhang called you over."

Xing Ze responded, patted Wen Qing's shoulder, and introduced to the little police officer, "This is my friend and my brother. You can ask them on a routine basis and let them go back first."

"Okay, the criminal squad, don't worry," the little police officer smiled, took out a recording pen, and looked at Wen Qing and Ji Sheng kindly, "Are you all residents of Nancheng Community?"

Wen Qing nodded and told 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: "Today Sunday, are you going out? Or did you hear something so you came down?"

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

Ji Sheng said, "I want to find my brother to eat at my house, and then come down with me."

Little police officer: "What time does it look like?"

Wen Qing wasn't sure, she just said, "Around nine o'clock."

The little police officer continued to ask, "Did you see anything unusual 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 have always been a lot of 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 been like this."

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

Wen Qing nodded, took a few steps, and stopped.

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

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

Ji Sheng smiled and explained, "I saw my dad."

Wen Qing glanced around, and most of the onlookers were from the uncles and grandparents of the community. There were only a handful of young people, and Jiyu was mixed with the elderly, which was particularly conspicuous.

Conspicuous like a murderer.

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

The other young people in their twenties seemed to be going out for business, and found that they were queuing up for inquiries. They called and sent messages as soon as possible. Only Ji Yu stood in the crowd calmly and did nothing.

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

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

"Brother, let's go, 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, laughed lightly, and said to the police officer in charge of the inquiry, "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 policeman looked at him suspiciously: "How can you be sure it's the smell of corpse?"

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

"Some time ago, I also 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. When I walked into the building, I felt a chill in my face, and Wen Qing couldn't help but shuddered.

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

"Is it a corpse?"

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

After a moment of hesitation, he said to Ji Sheng, "It's a hand."

The smile on 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."

The two walked into 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 journalist sister?"

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

"Only one hand..." Ji Sheng paused, then continued, "Is it a corpse?"

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

Hearing this, Wen Qing's face became even paler.

The only thing he knew for sure was that the killer lived in the community.

The murderer's dismemberment and throwing of the body in the community... must be intentional.

What is this pervert trying to do?

A 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.

Walking out of the elevator, looking at the large characters 1101 on the door, Wen Qing paused, going the wrong way.

He just turned around, and before he had time to press the elevator, Ji Sheng opened the door and said to him, "Brother, come and drink soup, or my cousin will tell me later."

Wen Qing raised the corners 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 to Wen Qing, "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.

After confirming that there was no problem, Wen heaved a sigh of relief and followed Xia Yansi to the dining table.

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

Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, how did Uncle Xia know that he would come now?

Is it a coincidence?

"What happened outside?" Xia Yansi asked.

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

Hearing 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."

"There may be no reaction at the moment, and there may be nightmares later."

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 because he didn't know what to say.

Xia Yansi looked at his fluttering eyelashes and said slowly, "If you really have a sleep disorder, you can let Ji Yu mediate it for you."

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

He was no longer afraid.

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

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

Xia Yansi hummed: "Drink the soup."

Wen Qing lowered his head to drink 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 opposite Wen Qing, looked at the water in his eyes and the flickering 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 is cold, like an emotionless robot, and is very particular about food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Being with him puts too much pressure on Wen Qing.

Wen Qing always felt that Xia Yansi might dislike him in the next second.

Just thinking about it, Ji Sheng suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother, I'll go to your house to play games after drinking the soup later."

Wen Qing nodded and shook his head again: "You're going to take the college entrance examination soon."

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

"And there's only one 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 smiled and said to him, "Dad, I can't do 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.

When he looked away, Wen Qing raised his eyes cautiously, only to see Xia Yansi 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, and he and Xia Yansi were the only people left 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 into Wen Qing's eyes, deer-like eyes, clear black and white, and the emotions in his eyes were at a glance.

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

Xia Yansi's eyes 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.

"Are you gay?"

Wen Qing almost choked on a sip of the soup, he put down the spoon: "I, I'm not."

Xia Yansi responded lightly and asked, "Then you and Xing Ze..."

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 fluffy in her heart.

Why is he so happy that he likes girls?

Isn't happy punishment selection gay? But I'm gay, married and have children, so I shouldn't discriminate against gays...

The more Wen Qing thought about it, the more strange it became. Seeing Ji Sheng walking 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 sat down beside Wen Qing and started playing mobile games.

Wen slowed down for a while, and suddenly there was a bang bang bang 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 notified, 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, every one is a quiet time.

Every few days she posts a daily vlog about 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 to look at Ji Sheng: "Ji Sheng, do you know the missing reporter sister?"

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

Wen Qing wondered: "what happened to her?"

Ji Sheng struggled for a moment, then 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, in reality and on the Internet, behave differently."

Ji Sheng asked curiously, "Brother, why did you suddenly ask this?"

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

Ji Shengpuchi laughed aloud: "Isn't my cousin investigating this case? It will definitely be solved soon. My cousin is very powerful."

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

Passing by the balcony, I 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 heard the sound of conversation downstairs.

The balcony was not closed, and he could clearly hear Jiufufu's conversation.

"What about Ji Sheng?"

"upstairs."

"What happened to the corpse?"

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, subconsciously holding her breath, waiting for Ji Yu's answer.

After a long time, he heard Ji Yu say: "A Samoyed broke through the bushes."

"Is it."

Very ordinary family conversation, 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.

He could hear the conversation downstairs, could he also be heard downstairs?

Wen Qing clenched her palms, pretended to be calm and said to Ji Sheng, "I think 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 hear his voice, and continued talking about the previous topic.

"Is it cute?"

"Quite cute."

"I want to have one..."

Wen Qing didn't hear the words behind him clearly, he only heard a dog barking downstairs.

When the barking stopped, so did the conversation downstairs.

Wen Qing watched the news all morning at home, and Ji Sheng played games beside him all morning. After lunch, he used the excuse of making up lessons to play games.

Seeing that he was restless, Wen Qing had to confiscate 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 quickly 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 belongs to Yao Qian, the female reporter who disappeared from the community," Xing Ze paused and explained, "The devices such as community monitoring were installed after Yao Qian disappeared."

Xing Ze half-closed his eyes and continued, "The time interval is too long, and the forensic doctor cannot determine the exact time of death. We can only roughly 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, "Only 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 had to say, "That flower bed is where stray cats and dogs excrete."

Ji Sheng: "And then what?"

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

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

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 is very familiar with the community and knows that 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 does the murderer know that she is abusing small animals?"

Or a self-righteous person?

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

Ji Sheng raised his hand slowly.

Xing Zai glanced at him and continued: "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 may have photographed 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 habitually took out his lighter and met Wen Qing's eyes. He paused with his cigarette hand, 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 has been together for a month because he enjoys the feeling of 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 in front of Ji Sheng, he couldn't tell, so he shook his head at Xing Ze.

He thought to himself, wait for Ji Sheng to go home.

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

【I really want to **** you. 】

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

He stared at the four words for a while, then typed slowly: [Hello, you sent it to the wrong person. 】