Mo Xiaoqing smelled the smell of barbecue in her daze. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked around. It turned out that she was lying on a soft bed. The room was not big but clean. There were several oil paintings hanging on the white walls. There were landscape paintings with blooming sunflowers and several portraits.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqing caught a very familiar painting. In the painting, there was a little boy leaning against a big maple tree. He was folding paper airplanes. Paper airplanes were flying in the sky and on the ground.

Mo Xiaoqing didn't dare to observe the boy's face in the painting carefully, because the boy in the painting had half a smile and half a devilish grimace.

"Isn't this painting beautiful? I also think it's well painted and very realistic." Suddenly a voice rang in the room, and it was obvious that the voice was deliberately suppressed.

Mo Xiaoqing turned her head cautiously and looked towards the source of the sound. She saw a thin and tall man carrying a plate of breakfast and slowly walking towards her.

She looked carefully at the man's face, but Mo Xiaoqing couldn't see his face at all because he was wearing a mask with a painted face.

Mo Xiaoqing felt that the mask with a painted face was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, as if in a dream, or as if she had seen it in an unintentional gaze.

Suddenly, she finally remembered where she had seen the mask with a painted face. It was when she was dining with Juan Zizi in the restaurant. She looked at the window boredly. Inadvertently, Mo Xiaoqing seemed to see a masked man staring at her through the glass.

But Mo Xiaoqing shook her head again, closed her eyes and looked again, but there was nothing on the glass. Soon, the restaurant she was in caught fire.

At that time, she thought she was dazzled and forgot about it. But now when she saw the mask again, she remembered everything. It turned out that it was not an illusion.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqing understood why the restaurant caught fire for no reason. At that time, the police investigated and found that the murderer was a gangster who had an emotional relationship with the restaurant's female owner.

Mo Xiaoqing scanned the lower corner of the painting and was shocked to find that there was a signature from ym on the back. But why was there a signature from ym on the mural left in the restaurant after the fire?

She couldn't help but retreat on the bed, retreated to the corner and asked, "Who are you?

I've seen you before, in the restaurant."

The masked man continued to walk slowly towards her. He stopped at a table next to the bed, put down the breakfast in his hand, and said softly: "I didn't expect Officer Mo to have a really good memory."

Mo Xiaoqing continued to ask: "Why did you catch me? In addition, I'm curious that you spoke in a low voice and wore a mask. Are you afraid that I will recognize you?

You know me, and I know you, right?"

Although Mo Xiaoqing was very nervous, her sharp detective instinct made her start to carefully look at the masked man.

This man was 1.8 meters tall, with a lean and muscular body, and his figure was very similar to that of a person.

Mo Xiaoqing began to make a bold guess: chocolate wrapping paper was found at the scene of the Yang Xuewu bombing, and this brand of wrapping paper also appeared in Wang Lina's bag and in Li Tianfeng's office. Mo Xiaoqing knew that Li Tianfeng liked chocolate very much. From

the many cases investigated before, it can be inferred that the person behind the scenes not only knows the case handling process of their city criminal police team very well, but also is very familiar with their living and working environment.

If this can be done, then only the acquaintances around them can infiltrate them all the time when they are working.

Mo Xiaoqing was thinking, what if this person behind the scenes is also working in the same building as them. To make a bolder guess, this person is very familiar with them in work and life.

These characteristics are all owned by the Avenger YM. Mo Xiaoqing didn't want to guess it was him, but various signs show that the characteristics of "Avenger YM" are very similar to Li Tianfeng, a psychology doctor hired by the criminal police team.

So, Mo Xiaoqing asked boldly, "Are you Li Tianfeng?" Sure enough,

as soon as Mo Xiaoqing said this, the masked man who was originally placed on the breakfast table paused, and then remained silent.

Sometimes silence means acquiescence. Mo Xiaoqing became more certain of her inner thoughts, this person should be Li Tianfeng.

"Don't hide it. Even if you are wearing a mask, I can tell from your figure that it is you - Li Tianfeng."

Mo Xiaoqing had just finished speaking when the masked man suddenly jumped onto Mo Xiaoqing's bed and grabbed her collar.

"Okay. Since you want to know who I am so much, there is really no need for me to pretend anymore."

The masked man said as he tore off the mask on his face, revealing a face that was exactly as Mo Xiaoqing expected.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, with mixed feelings in her heart.

She felt that the person in front of her was still the Li Tianfeng who helped her out of righteousness and always smiled like spring breeze, but when she looked more closely, she felt that this person was so strange again.

Mo Xiaoqing could no longer see the gentleness like warm wind, but only the cold face and the cold eyes.

From his deep eyes, it was impossible to read his inner emotions, and it was impossible to see the bottom of his heart.

Just a glance at such eyes made Mo Xiaoqing shudder. This feeling was very scary. Under the shroud of Li Tianfeng's cold eyes, Mo Xiaoqing began to tremble all over.

Mo Xiaoqing felt that this result was within her expectations, but when the truth was revealed, she still couldn't accept it. At

this moment, she seemed to be frozen all of a sudden, and she couldn't move at all. She was cold all over her body.

Was it heartache? Was it disappointment? Or hatred!

Mo Xiaoqing couldn't describe her emotions at this moment. She couldn't imagine that for such a long time, she had been friends with a murderous demon wearing a mask of hypocrisy.

What she couldn't accept was that even Xu Yao, a senior criminal policeman, didn't see Li Tianfeng's true face and always regarded him as his most trusted brother.

This feeling of betrayal was as if someone really took a knife and stabbed her heart, but the blood couldn't flow out.

"Mo Xiaoqing, Officer Mo. You are as meticulous as I thought. It seems that my decision at the time was absolutely correct. If I was a step or two slower, all my plans would have failed."

Mo Xiaoqing calmed herself down, and a surge of anger surged from the deepest part of her heart.