Liu Xiaobo led Xu Yao and the others to the wall. Xu Yao took a quick look and his eyes widened in shock.

On the wall was a painting of a man wearing a mask, with a paper airplane in his hand that had half turned into a flaming butterfly. The background of the painting was outside a church.

Mo Xiaoqing interrupted in surprise, "Paper airplanes again. The church in this painting looks very familiar to me."

She searched her memory vigorously and suddenly remembered, "Captain Xu, I remember now, this church is exactly the same as the one in a painting I saw at an art exhibition."

Xu Yao asked: Which painting?

"I took a picture of that painting on my phone." Mo Xiaoqing took out her phone and found the picture of the painting and handed it to him, "Captain Xu, look, the name of this painting is "Beautiful Dream".

Xu Yao's heart trembled vaguely, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. He could feel that a lurker hiding in the darkness behind him had slowly surfaced.

He remembered the murderer in the twin murder case. The police claimed that Xiao Shi was hit and killed, and the driver's trunk was full of paper airplanes.

Liu Lixuan, the murderer of the famous movie star Liu Lidan, was hanged in his apartment, and the floor of the room was covered with a thick layer of paper airplanes.

At this time, the element of paper airplanes appeared again.

In every case, the element of paper airplanes appeared. Is it a coincidence or someone has a plan? Another arrangement?

Xu Yao believed more in the latter, and he was more convinced that someone was secretly planning all of this.

The wind was cold and the orphanage built on the hilltop was unusually cold. A little boy in thin clothes, barefoot, was holding a tattered wooden airplane tightly in his hand.

Transparent liquid slowly flowed out of his nose, and he quickly wiped it with the back of his hand. But he was worried that the snot would dirty his beloved airplane toy. So he wiped the back of his hand full of snot on the black clothes that could not be seen clearly.

He sat in the corner of the corridor of the house, and from time to time he raised his eyes and looked at the little friends who were jumping and playing on the concrete space with envy.

After a long ideological struggle, he still stood up and walked towards the group of little friends.

"I can play with you guys." He said, and then closed his eyes, because he knew that what was waiting for him was pain and humiliation.

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped forward, he was pushed to the ground by the group of little friends. His thin body looked even weaker as they beat and kicked him.

"Little brother, why are you sitting here alone in such a cold day?" A hand reached out, "Come, I'll pull you up."

He reached out his hand distrustfully and felt the tenderness of a hand.

When he looked up again, he saw a boy who was a head taller than him, with a smile on his face.

A smile became a spiritual comfort, igniting the little boy's last hope for a better life.

The older boy asked, "What's your name?"

"Yang Meng." The little boy answered timidly.

"Then I will call you Brother Yang from now on!" When the older boy smiled with his hands covering his mouth, his whole row of white teeth looked very beautiful.

The little boy grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and asked stubbornly: "Can I call you brother?"

"Okay."

The little boy's life was like seeing a ray of light in the darkness. He grabbed the corner of the older boy's clothes tightly and was never willing to let go.

Suddenly, the cold wind blowing in from the open window pulled the man back to his thoughts.

He was recalling his beautiful childhood, and his hands had unknowingly folded a paper airplane.

With a gorgeous wave of his hand, the paper airplane flew out of the window and flew to the sky that belonged to it.

The man took out a very ordinary matchbox from his pocket, took out a match with his slender fingers, and gently drew a flame.

He was thinking if he threw the match at the gorgeous French window, would he see an incomparably brilliant and spectacular world?

Hiding in the dark, with a sharp eagle's eye, he looked at a couple of girls who were chatting and laughing while dining by the window.

Why was she laughing so happily? Why did she stay by his side when she was so ordinary?

This world was originally full of lies and hypocritical people. Only by destroying all of this could the truth hidden inside be revealed.

When the match that drew the famous beautiful parabola was thrown onto the window curtain soaked with gasoline, the room suddenly cracked open like a huge mouth, gushing out fiery red magma, accompanied by a hissing sound, like a ferocious fire snake crawling out in the middle of the night.

The fire snake quickly snaked from the window curtain, directly jumped two meters high to the ceiling, and the whole room was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

The strong wind roared in the empty air and rushed into the room violently. But it could not put it out, but instead burned more and more fiercely, and the ground of the balcony was instantly engulfed by the flames.

A bright red flame seemed to rise from the cracks, gushing out huge flames, and even the surrounding air seemed to be ignited.

With loud crackling noises, thick black smoke rolled out.

When the restaurant guests began to flee in panic, no one noticed the man standing in the dark, who was listening to the wailing and screaming of the guests who were on fire with his mouth tilted and enjoying it.

When the fire dragon swallowed the whole room, the man also walked out silently.

In the meeting room of the criminal police team, Deputy Director He Shenming presided over the meeting.

"Thanks to Captain Xu's timely report, we sent a large number of police officers. After searching and investigating, we found mercury thiocyanate in several places in the hospital, and gasoline was hidden in several places.

This prevented a large fire and casualties.

However, Captain Xu said that he had seen the arsonist in the emergency room, but he ran away in the end.

Li Xiaobo couldn't help but interrupted angrily while playing a slide show.

This mentally ill guy may cause great harm to society at any time. We should expand the search area to arrest him."

He Shenming asked again: "Captain Xu, what is the casualty situation in the restaurant? Have you found any clues?"

"The fire in the restaurant resulted in two deaths and ten injuries, two of whom suffered severe burns. There were not many useful clues left at the burnt restaurant scene. However, there was a strange painting on the wall at the side exit of the restaurant." Xu Yao said as he found the painting and projected it onto the screen.