Chapter 211 Police Officer's Suspect

While I was eating or serving food, the cell phone in my pocket rang.

He placed the bowl full of rice on the table and answered the phone.

"Boss, my dad's surgery is fine. I'll go take your place once the rain stops."

Wei Yunjun's voice echoed, probably in the hospital corridor.

Qiu Huo looked towards the bathroom. The outer door of the bathroom was not closed and Lin Zhi was blow-drying her hair inside.

The food on the table was still steaming, because the rice only needed to be simmered for a few minutes, and the temperature was low so the food cooled down quickly, so they didn't kiss for long.

“No need,” Qiu Huo whispered, watching the young man’s fingers playing with his fluffy hair, and continued, “You follow Changdong over there, and leave this to me.”

Wei Yunjun didn't dare to say anything about his behavior, and said straightforwardly: "Okay, Dongzi's falling case has been closed, so I have time. I'll go with him. I'll call Xiao Zheng later and ask him to contact you directly."

Qiu Huo responded and hung up the phone.

When he looked up, Lin Zhi just walked out of the bathroom. He placed the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

In the bureau, Xiao Zheng, who was slurping instant noodles, received a call from Wei Yunjun, and a look of confusion appeared in his little eyes.

"Sister Yunjun, didn't the boss ask me to contact you yesterday? Why did you change it today?"

Wei Yunjun thought to himself, how would I know what he is doing? But he couldn't say that. He used the progress of the case as an excuse to fool people. Anyway, the boss must have his own reasons for doing this.

Wei Yunjun had no idea that Qiu Huo's deeper meaning was to cook for others and take advantage of them.

"The officer's cooking skills are really good. I've had a good meal for the first time in a long time."

What Lin Zhi said was true. He was indeed very supportive and ate two full bowls of rice.

This should be the normal appetite of a young man, but it is much higher than the original owner's level. The original owner usually eats half a bowl of rice, and during this period he even drinks alcohol as a meal.

To prove what he said, he rubbed his belly while looking at Qiu Huo. Chun Xia's pajamas were relatively thin, outlining his slightly bulging belly.

Qiu Huo ate quickly. He finished three bowls and put down his chopsticks earlier than Lin Zhi. Hearing this, he looked at Lin Zhi's stomach.

He was familiar with the human body and knew that the stomach was located in a relatively high position, but Lin Zhi's hands were rubbing more than that.

Having just eaten and drunk his fill, Lin Zhi leaned back in his chair lazily. The air conditioner in the living room was on to dispel the chill, making his fingers glow light pink, like pleasing treasures in the dim space.

Qiu Huo looked up and back, then responded to Lin Zhi's praise, "It's just average."

He was not being modest when he said this, he really felt that he had done an average job and was not impressed by Lin Zhi's compliments at all, as if he was immune to praise.

It's not that he doesn't understand or doesn't know how to respond, it's just that he's too lazy to agree and doesn't like to play tricks.

He stated this openly without any attempt to conceal it.

Lin Zhi remained calm and said with a smile: "It is indeed inferior to the professionals, but I am very happy to eat it."

When Qiu Huo heard Lin Zhi say that he was inferior, his eyebrows slightly lowered, but after hearing the last sentence, they returned to normal and he started to clean up the dishes.

The dirty dishes and pots were placed in the sink. Qiu Huo had no intention of washing the dishes. He was invited to dinner and ended up cooking the meal himself. If he were to wash the dishes after the meal as well, it would seem like he was crossing the line.

Even if they have been intimate, physical intimacy is different from intimacy in life.

When he was about to turn around, the young man's warm body pressed against his back and hugged his waist.

Due to his professional habit, Qiu Huo had a very sharp perception. He had already sensed Lin Zhi's presence before he came close to him, and letting him stick close to him was a tacit behavior.

"That's very thoughtful, officer."

The young man's voice was soft and Qiu Huo could clearly feel someone rubbing his back with his cheek.

"Just leave the dishes like this. I probably won't eat at night. If I'm hungry in the early morning and want to cook something, I can wash them."

Lin Zhi's casual words revealed, intentionally or unintentionally, that he had an irregular diet.

"It's just a simple matter," Qiu Huo turned on the faucet, picked up the dishcloth, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why don't you eat tonight?"

“Not hungry.”

Lin Zhi replied that his body's eating habits had become like this and he needed time to adjust.

Looking at the man washing dishes, Lin Zhi said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, officer."

He pressed his lips to the back of Qiu Huo's neck, biting and sucking gently, leaving a light kiss mark.

The back of the neck is an extremely sensitive area for humans, probably due to the animal instinct retained during evolution.

This is especially true for people who are aggressive and defensive.

He held the white porcelain bowl, feeling the numbness on his skin and washing the foam off his hands.

“This is the reward.”

Lin Zhi's voice was brisk, and he turned and left.

As soon as he took a step, a big hand grabbed the back of his neck.

Cold water droplets dripped down his palms and soaked his collar.

Qiu Huo's fingers were distinctly jointed and not slender, and his palms were broad, carrying the power of an adult male. When he stared at someone, one would become stiff and unable to move. That was the instinct of animals when they met their natural enemy. Lin Zhi was not afraid of him, but rather enjoyed the physiological feeling of palpitations.

"That's all? It seems that the effort I put into preparing this meal wasn't worth much."

Enemy is tall, like a huge shadow cast over a person.

He put some strength on his hands and said commandingly, "Turn around."

Lin Zhi faced him and was kissed as soon as he raised his head. Qiu Huo not only kissed his lips, but also his neck, leaving two kiss marks.

He was carried to the clean cooking table, his legs hooked around Qiu Huo's waist, his hands supporting his body on the table and his body leaning back.

Qiu's wet palms felt cold and wet, but were soon dried by the high temperature of his body.

The water from the faucet flowed, masking some of the noise.

Qiu Huo's eyes were dark. The young man had a slim body and a thin waist, and he felt great to the touch.

Although he had crossed the line, Qiu Huo had no intention of going to home base right now. It would not be a good idea to be too hasty. Moreover, although Lin Zhi was enthusiastic, he did not reveal his intention to go that far.

Qiu Huo still has some concerns of his own, fearing that he will scare people so much that they won't dare to act coquettishly in front of him.

Take the beautiful carnivorous plant that is wrapped around your body down and continue washing the dishes.

Lin Zhi looked at the man's broad shoulders and walked out of the kitchen with a smile.

The rain outside had become much lighter. Lin Zhi leaned on the sofa, holding her laptop and writing the second chapter of the novel.

He didn't know the details of the police's investigation, but he could make some guesses based on their inquiries.

Yesterday, the officer in charge came to follow up on the clues, checked his Tieba ID, and asked about related matters.

Lin Zhi guessed that the murderer must have used Tieba to do something, most likely related to sending flowers. The lady who ordered flowers for him might have met him through this software.

In the year 2018, Tieba is still a very popular social software, and the atmosphere is pretty good. For example, although the local Tieba in Ning City is not very popular, it is also quite lively. Various sections are well managed by the bar owners and sub-bar owners, and information is updated quickly. It is very normal for the murderer to choose this software.

The original owner used this software to read some mystery novels or communicate with people in related mystery sections. He only paid attention to the local forum after he took over the body and did not chat with anyone, so when Wei Yunjun came to ask questions, he didn't have to hide anything.

"It is best not to spread these things for the time being, and if they are spread, it is best to use vague artistic processing."

A voice sounded, and Lin Zhi realized that Qiu Huo had been standing behind him without him noticing.

"certainly."

Lin Zhi answered, typing away on the keyboard.

Lin Zhi realized more than once that his vigilance was much lower when facing his lover.

A soul that has been accompanied by warmth affects the body, and Qi He deserves credit for this.

They have been together for too long, and Qi He is best at using the trick of "silently moistening things". Most of the time, his presence is not strong, but he is everywhere.

Qiu Huo raised his eyebrows when he saw Lin Zhi write "Tieba". He believed that Wei Yunjun would not reveal the details, but just this little bit was enough for Lin Zhi to figure out the truth.

"Novelist, guess what will happen next, or what do you think the murderer's motive is?"

Qiu Hu leaned over and put his mouth close to Lin Zhi's cheek.

His voice was low, like the mist in the forest.

Even though Lin Zhi was not a real novelist, his heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

"The two victims may have participated in the same evil thing many years ago, and this thing caused great trauma to the murderer. Many years later, he chose revenge... This past event that makes people curious and want to trace back perfectly satisfies many people's desire to explore hidden hardships. How can a kind and unfortunate person be twisted and embark on a path that makes people sigh? What kind of motivation is this?"

Lin Zhi's voice was slow, but it could not hide the teasing in it.

Qiu or answer: "The chances are slim, because reality is not fiction."

This type of case rarely happens in reality. Many serial killers do not act out of revenge, but rather out of selfish desires and some kind of trauma that causes them to harm people with similar characteristics.

Based on the clues they investigated, this possibility has been ruled out.

"It is indeed a very clichéd and universal plot. Unfortunately, I am not a very talented novelist and cannot come up with any original answer. However, this person is very self-centered. I happened to pass by him and he insisted that I be a witness to his work."

Lin Zhi closed the computer, took the pen and paper beside him, and drew two parallel vertical lines on the white paper.

As a suspect, he did not hide his true attitude towards the matter in front of the police officer.

Or perhaps, he just didn't put on the mask of hypocrisy in front of his lover, exposing his true coldness.

In the original world, he did good deeds to establish himself as a philanthropist, and used this as a token of his allegiance to quickly get on board the policy train, but he did not have too many emotional fluctuations regarding the death of others.

Qiu Huo captured the key words from his words, "work" and "witness".

But this person is not an excellent novelist, but he may be an excellent potential perverted murderer.

As a policeman, Qiu Huo is very sensitive to emotions. From the moment Lin Zhi smiled at him in the interrogation room, he sensed the sense of marginality in him.

The way he tried hard to restrain himself from losing control was even more neurotic than his previous crazy look, and well, also very erotic.

Qiu Huo's thoughts strayed for a moment and then returned to the right track. He had conflicting feelings towards Lin Zhi. He thought that Lin Zhi was a potentially dangerous person, but he also thought that there was a high probability that he would not do anything illegal or criminal.

Just like Lin Zhiming might fall ill and lose control at any time, but he always feels that this person's emotions are very stable.

It's like if it weren't for this disease, Lin Zhi would be an unfathomable and flawless person who could play everyone with a smile.

This is very different from the known information he has come into contact with and the people he first came into contact with, so he is inclined to believe in split personality, but the doctor said this is almost impossible.

Even if no one noticed it, Qiu was certain that the young man in front of him had become a different person in the interrogation room.

"Officer, what are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in it."

Lin Zhi leaned on the sofa, looking up at Qiu Huo. If it weren't for the sofa between them, it would have been like she was leaning in his arms.

Qiu Huo lowered his head, met Lin Zhi's smiling eyes, and said thoughtfully: "You said this was the work of the murderer."

"Yes, the work," Lin Zhi turned the pen in his hand and continued to express his judgment, "It's like a graduation exhibition, it's a work he carefully prepared."

"If I'm not mistaken, the second victim also had the same three knife marks on his body. Even though you didn't tell me, it's not hard to guess. After all, he even sent me flowers."

"With such a short interval, he definitely didn't do this on impulse. Whether it was the personnel, time, or location, they were all arranged by him. He must have planned this for a long time."

"That inverted triangle is his signature. He must be very satisfied with his work. My passing by probably gave him inspiration. How can a great work be without witnesses? You policemen are just trying to catch his spectators, not even viewers."

"Many self-confident serial killers would even provoke the police, but that was not his intention."

Qiu Huo did not comment on the previous words, and expressed his agreement with his attitude, but he only spoke this sentence.

"You think his actions did not constitute a provocation to the police?"

Qiu Huo did not completely deny Lin Zhi's words. In their opinion, the murderer's behavior was not only to convey information to witnesses, but also a mockery of their police.

Many proud or arrogant murderers will gain a sense of accomplishment by becoming the cat in the cat-and-mouse game and teasing the police.

"I don't think so. I think he was just sending me a message. I thought for a long time whether the bouquet of flowers he gave me had any specific meaning."

Lin Zhi looked at the vase. The hydrangeas were flourishing with the nourishment of water, and the clusters of flowers were very beautiful.

"According to the language of this flower, it can't be that he is blessing the meeting between you and me, Officer."

Lin Zhi's eyes are curved, soft and bright.

Qiu Huo touched Lin Zhi's cheek with his fingers and tried to provoke him again.

"So what do you mean?"

"Perhaps we can start with the name. Endless Summer got its name because of its long flowering period, which can last from June to September."

Qiu or understood: "The first case is on the 14th. If he is not caught, he may commit crimes until September."

Lin Zhi snapped his fingers to show his agreement.

"If that's the case, then I suspect that the short interval between these two crimes was just to inform you, and the frequency may decrease in the future."

Qiu Huo pursed his lips and said, "If he doesn't show up, we can't catch him. But once he shows up, it means a murder has happened."

This is the moment when they feel powerless and angry. They are eager to solve the case, but the clues are limited.

Although Qiu Huo usually did not reveal his emotions, at this moment, he did not hide his hatred of evil.

"I'll do my best to help."

Lin Zhi looked at her lover's face and promised.

This is not only his way to get closer to his enemy and redeem him, but also his way of wanting to pay for what his lover has worked so hard for.

Lin Zhi knew that the complete him should be a person with a strong sense of justice and even principles.

To become the host of 01, the first requirement is merit, which means kindness is the foundation.

He initially thought that this condition was beneficial to the designer himself, but later he discovered that no matter which world or identity, lovers are very principled.

Qiu or stroked his lips with the tip of his finger and whispered thanks.

His fingers gradually became dishonest and explored into Lin Zhi's mouth.

"Through criminal profiling, the suspect is between 175 and 177 cm tall, very strong, familiar with the human body, with a very deceptive face and personality. He should be good at showing weakness, has lived in the local area for a long time, is familiar with the terrain and surveillance equipment, and most likely has birds around him. He is cautious and arrogant, but may be lively and enthusiastic in disguise. Be careful when you meet such a person."

Qiu Huo was giving important instructions but didn't let Lin Zhi speak.

The tip of the tongue was tickled, and a line of crystal liquid flowed from the teeth that could not close.

Lin Zhi dodged deliberately and bit lightly.

Qiu Huo pulled his hand out, lowered his head and kissed the young man's lips, becoming intimate with him.

There was nothing important in the bureau, and the rain outside the window had not stopped yet. Qiu Huo stayed at Lin Zhi's house and sat on the sofa.

Beside him was the sound of Lin Zhi typing on the keyboard. Smelling the sweet fragrance coming from Lin Zhi's body, Qiu Huo closed his eyes unconsciously.

Hearing Qiu Huo's even breathing, Lin Zhi turned his head to look.

According to 01, the sleep disorder caused by the enemy is that it is difficult to fall asleep and the sleep time is very short.

People who don’t sleep well usually have a bad mood and are in a manic or trance state for a long time. Their physical and mental states are abnormal.

To be honest, Lin Zhi didn't think Qiu Huo would commit suicide given his physical and mental condition. However, not only did he not get enough rest, but he also took advantage of this to squeeze himself. Isn't this a form of chronic suicide? Lin Zhi suspected that he might die suddenly like this.

It seemed like he didn't have to do much in this world to heal himself, and it should be said that as more and more missions were completed, his tasks became easier and easier.

01 said, because he loved him.

He didn't quite understand it before, but now he understands a little bit of the taste other than desire.

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Qiu Huo was awakened by the ringing of a cell phone. His body reacted faster than his brain, and he took out the phone from his pocket and answered the call.

"Got it. You, Erhe, and Changdong go, and I'll be there soon."

After hearing what was said, Qiu Huo spoke immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Huo looked at the time and found that he had slept for almost an hour and a half.

Strangely, he always falls asleep very quickly in this place.

The rain had stopped outside and the sky had cleared up long ago. Lin Zhi, who was beside him, was holding a book and looking up at him.

Qiu Huo didn't say what it was about, and Lin Zhi didn't ask what it was.

Lin Zhi said: "Be careful on the road."

Qiu Huo nodded, strode out, and said when he reached the door: "Eat something tonight."

Lin Zhi replied nonchalantly, Qiu Huo frowned but didn't say anything.

Qiu Huo drove to a community not far from Binxi Garden, where an eyewitness said he saw a suspicious person at that time.

The sun was strong at noon, and the old man was enjoying the cool air not far from a remote path.

According to him, he saw a young man in black clothes walking out of that road that day, but because he was old and the man walked out with his back to him, he could not see his face clearly.

This is at least a clue, a man in black clothes with short hair. Zhu Changdong went back to the bureau to check the data from nearby cameras. Qiu or the three of them were visiting the surroundings.

Qiu Huo’s busyness has nothing to do with Lin Zhi, so he is very free.

The editor sent a message asking for the outline, and Lin Zhi replied that he was still writing it and then put it aside and ignored it.

The original owner had a good family background and had enough money to support himself even if he didn't work. Lin Zhi had no pressure to survive and didn't have to think about making money.

After artistically processing the recent events, Lin Zhi wrote the third chapter of the novel and closed the document.

It was getting late and it was almost time for dinner.

Lin Zhi didn't have much appetite as she had eaten too much at noon. She wasn't hungry yet, but thinking of what Qiu Huo said, she decided to go downstairs to buy some fruit.

The fruit shop is on this street, and there are a few more shops just past the pet shop.

Lin Zhi passed by a pet shop and saw a snow-white little Samoyed taking a nap. He looked at the puppy quietly for a while, went to the pet shop, bought some seasonal fruits, and then returned to the apartment building.

There was also someone waiting for the elevator downstairs. They met each other. The other person was stunned for a moment and greeted him.

Lin Zhi didn't remember this person's face, nor did he find the answer from the original owner's memory, but he nodded and greeted him.

As if she could see his confusion, the woman explained, "We are neighbors. I live next to you in room 603. I greeted you before, but you may have forgotten."

This is a two-unit apartment with one elevator. Unit 603 is closer to the elevator entrance. As the middle unit, the area of ​​the house is smaller.

"I'm sorry, my memory is not very good."

Lin Zhi apologized and handed an apple to the eldest sister to try. The eldest sister did not refuse and took it with a smile. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes made her look even kinder.

They entered the elevator together, and Lin Zhi smelled a faint, lingering fishy smell on her.

After getting out of the elevator, the elder sister took out the key tied with a red rope from her pocket.

This apartment building all has this kind of door lock. The original owner always forgot where he put his keys, so he changed to a fingerprint lock.

Lin Zhi was taking off her shoes at the door, and her elder sister had already opened the door.

The eldest sister asked, "Lao Zhang, where are the shoes I asked you to repair? Didn't you bring them back today?"

My eldest sister has a loud voice, and raising her voice sounds a little sharp.

There was a muffled reply from the door, and the elder sister said angrily, "You didn't take it yesterday, and you won't take it today. You remember those crappy textbooks well, and you remember all the homework of the students, but you can't remember to take a pair of shoes when I ask you to?"

Lin Zhi closed the door, and the sounds afterwards became unclear.

He washed an apple but ate only half of it.

He went to the bedroom and instead of reading the mystery book he had read during the day, he searched for violin music on the Internet.

The original owner had moved here two or three years earlier, and he hadn't touched the violin for such a long time. Even though the music score was still in his mind and his physical memory of playing the violin was still there, his skills had become a lot less sophisticated.

Because of the original owner's illness, Lin Zhi could only inherit 70% to 80% of the things, so he needed to familiarize himself with them before getting started.

According to the layout of the house, there is a wall between his bedroom and 603. On the other side of the wall is the living room of 603. He can see the balcony of 603 from the bay window.

The soundproofing of this apartment is not particularly good. Lin Zhi vaguely heard a quarrel next door, which seemed to be related to shoes.

Lin Zhi had no intention of listening to the trivial conversations between the couple about life, so she went to the living room with her tablet.

Qiu Huo didn't come at night, and according to the coordinates, he was at the police station.

Lin Zhi didn't send him a message. After taking the medicine, she fell asleep quickly due to the effect of the medicine.

Nothing special happened the next day. Qiu Huo came again to cook him a meal, kissed him, took a nap here for a while, and then left.

Lin Zhi went to the supermarket in the evening to buy some vegetables and seasonings to replenish the kitchen. On the way back, she met her neighbor again.

She seemed a little tired, and her permed and dyed hair looked even more dull because of her complexion. She didn't smile when she saw Lin Zhi, and the two of them greeted each other in a calm manner.

The fishy smell around her seemed to be stronger than yesterday and was very obvious in the enclosed space. She herself did not seem to notice it, or maybe she knew it but did not care.

At night, Lin Zhi was reading a novel in the bedroom when she suddenly heard a noise coming from next door. It seemed like something fell to the ground, and the sound was a bit dull.

Lin Zhi didn't care at first, but some strange noises were heard one after another. Lin Zhi put his ear against the wall, and the sound became clearer, accompanied by a man's vague voice.

Lin Zhi went to the bay window to observe the balcony next door, but didn't see anything.

Lin Zhi thought about it, sent a text message to Qiu Huo, and went out with a bottle of pepper spray.

This was an item he purchased himself. Even if this body had recovered its strength, it would still be very difficult to survive if attacked by the murderer, so he made some safety preparations.

He knocked on the door of Room 603, but no one answered.

Lin Zhi was sure that there was someone inside, so he knocked on the door again, but no one answered after waiting for a while.

The phone vibrated, Qiu Huo replied to his text message, saying that he would be there in a while, and he asked Officer Zheng downstairs to come up first.

Lin Zhi took two steps back and waited for Officer Zheng to come up.

At this time, the eldest sister's voice came from the room, asking him what was the matter.

"I heard some noise in your room, are you okay?"

"It's okay. My husband accidentally knocked over the water dispenser, and the water was all over the place. I was mopping the floor. I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll be quieter."

"fine."

Lin Zhi rubbed his brows, wondering if he was too suspicious.

Officer Zheng came up very quickly. Lin Zhi felt a little sorry for making him come here for nothing. Officer Zheng waved his hand to indicate that it was all right. He looked around and went downstairs.

Lin Zhi sent another message to Qiu Huo and returned to his room.

He leaned against the bedroom wall and listened to the noise coming from next door, but sure enough, there was no sound.

His phone vibrated twice. It was Qiu Huo who sent him a message.

There was a gang fight in Dong'an Street and the situation was quite serious. He went out to maintain order and he probably won't come tonight.

Lin Zhi felt that she should input Qiu Huo's fingerprint into the door lock next time to avoid leaving the door unlocked.

Lin Zhi took the medicine and sat on the sofa for a while.

When the medicine first takes effect, it's like being given a shot of sedative. All emotions are suppressed, as if the hub for transmitting emotions has been cut off, leaving people indifferent.

This feeling was not good. Lin Zhi had a cold face. Even if Qiu was not around, he was too lazy to waste his emotions.

Without any new source of stimulation, Lin Zhi gradually felt sleepy. He returned to the bedroom and quickly fell asleep.