After dinner, when returning to Nancheng Community, Xing Ze went to the property management to adjust the surveillance to see if anyone followed Wen Qing when he left the community.
It didn't.
When he got home, Wen Qing looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar pillows and decorations, and he felt as if something had been touched by someone.
He remembered that when he went out in the morning, the pillow was crooked, but now it is straight again.
The handle of the cup on the coffee table also seems to be facing the door? Not at this angle now.
Did he remember it wrong?
Wen Qing stood at the entrance, frowning slightly.
After Xing Ze sat down, he found Wen Qing still looking around the living room: "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing told the truth: "I felt like someone came in."
Xing Ze immediately turned on the computer and checked the surveillance, but still nothing.
Wen Qing looked at the computer screen, hesitated for a while, and said slowly to Xing Ze: "Actually, I have been feeling this way for the past two days."
He raised his eyes to look at Xing Ze: "Am I too suspicious?"
Xing Ze patted his head and comforted him, "It's a good thing to be vigilant."
"What's more, the current situation is special."
Wen nodded gently and turned on the TV.
News about women living alone is being broadcast on TV, and the host reminds all women living alone to be careful.
Wen Qing took a quick look and asked Xing Ze, "Have you finished investigating all the residents in the community?"
Xing Ze hummed: "I have been busy with this for the past few days."
Wen Qing asked curiously: "Did you find out anything?"
"Nancheng Community is an old community, and there are not many residents who fit the profile," Xing Ze paused, thinking that Wen Qing had been implicated in this case, so he simply took out his cell phone, opened the album, and showed Wen Qing the photos.
The first one is a photo of Yang Fan.
"You already know this," Xing Ze paused and scrolled to the next picture, which showed a man wearing black-framed glasses and looking very gentle. "Chen Yu from Building 3 is a lawyer."
“This is Building 5…”
"Building 11..."
Wen Qing looked at them and memorized their faces, preparing to stay away from them.
There are eight people, and so far Wen Qing has only met Yang Fan.
By the ninth photo, there was a photo of Ji Yu and Xia Yansi.
The photo seemed to be taken in winter. The two were wearing coats and standing side by side without any intimate body movements. Ji Yu was looking at the camera with a smile, while Xia Yansi had an indifferent expression, almost the same as usual.
If Wen Qing didn't know that they were a couple, she would definitely think they were just ordinary friends.
Wen Qing blinked and asked, "Is this the photo you took of them?"
The next second, Xing Ze's voice rang in his ears: "The last two."
Wen Qing was stunned.
Xing Ze paused for a moment and continued, "Two buildings, Ji Yu and Xia Yansi."
Wen Qing looked bewildered: "Didn't they rule out the suspicion?"
"There is no way to eliminate the suspects," Xing Ze pursed his lips and said slowly, "Each of them fits the profile of the murderer, but none of them has any contact with Yao Qian, no contact, no motive."
"Now we can only wait for new evidence."
Wen Qing hummed, and couldn't help asking again: "Has the rest of Yao Qian's body not been found?"
Xing Ze shook his head: "No, there are no bodies of other missing people either."
"It's most likely a dismembered body. The target is small and won't attract attention."
Wen Qing's face turned slightly pale: "Will it be hard to find the body if it's broken into pieces?"
Xing Ze: "There was a case before where the murderer dismembered the body and threw out several kilograms of body parts every day..."
"The murderer this time was smart and cautious, and the suburbs of Vancouver are all forested. If the body was dismembered and dumped and eaten by wild animals, it would be impossible to investigate."
Wen Qing nervously tugged at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Has the previous dismemberment case been solved?"
Xing Ze: “It’s still an unsolved case.”
"The murderer in that case was very skilled. We questioned all the doctors and butchers, but still couldn't find him."
Wen Qing became even more nervous after listening to this, and his eyelashes couldn't stop trembling.
Xing Ze glanced at him and said helplessly, "Don't think too much."
"Be optimistic. There may be new clues tomorrow."
Wen nodded lightly and checked the time.
It’s ten o’clock in the evening, it’s not early.
He tilted his head to look at Xing Ze and asked hesitantly, "Are you going to the police station tonight?"
Xing Ze raised his eyebrows: "I'm already off work."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and asked the system in his heart: [System, if I can't move, can I let Xing Ze live with me? ]
001 did not give a direct answer, but said: [He is your friend. ]
It makes perfect sense for friends to live together.
Wen Qing's eyes lit up, and he came close to Xing Ze and asked, "Are you going to sleep with me these few days?"
The two of them were very close, and Xing Ze could feel the gentle breath brushing his cheek, which was fragrant.
He was slightly startled and nodded slowly.
Wen Qing immediately stood up and smiled sincerely: "I'll get you pajamas and a towel."
This was the first time Xing Ze saw Wen Qing smile like this in some time.
He was dazed and his cheeks slowly turned red.
Wait until Wen Qing ran into the room before responding, "Okay."
Wen Qing asked Xing Ze to go to the bathroom in the bedroom to take a shower first, while he went to another room to change the sheets and make the quilt for Xing Ze.
After the cleaning was done, Xing Ze also finished his shower.
Wen Qing returned to the bedroom and opened the door.
Xing Ze walked out of the bathroom, went straight to the bed, and sat down on it.
Wen Qing looked at him blankly.
Xing Ze was still daydreaming. He was scented with the same shower gel as Wen Qing, and was sitting on the sheets and quilt that Wen Qing slept on every day...
As he thought about it, he felt a little hot in his nose.
Wen Qing stared at him for a while, thinking that Xing Ze was too sleepy to bear it anymore, so he asked tentatively, "Do you want to sleep here?"
"Then I'll sleep next door."
Hearing Wen Qing's voice, Xing Ze came back to his senses.
He turned his head to meet Wen Qing's puzzled gaze and immediately realized that he had misunderstood.
Wen Qing wanted him to stay and sleep, not to sleep with him.
Xing Ze stood up immediately: "I, my legs are weak from standing just now, sit down for a while."
After saying that, he hurried out of the bedroom and went into the bedroom next door.
Wen Qing looked at his somewhat stiff steps, feeling a little confused.
Why do I feel that Xing Ze is a bit weird?
Too tired?
001 remained silent.
Wen Qing slept well that night and had no dreams.
When Xing Ze called him in the morning, he even wanted to sleep a little longer.
Xing Ze stood at the door of the bedroom and said to him, "Uncle Xia asked us to go downstairs for breakfast."
Wen Qing turned over, half of his face buried in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not hungry."
"Go and eat."
Xing Ze smiled and said, "No, I can only go to eat because of you."
"Uncle Xia said your medical examination report is out, so let's go have breakfast."
After hearing this, Wen Qing could only get up reluctantly.
After washing up and going downstairs, as soon as I walked to the door, before I knocked, Ji Sheng opened the door: "Brother, cousin."
He handed Wen Qing a pair of pink slippers and said with a smile, "Little Dad said that these pink pairs belong to my brother."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "Thank you."
Xing Ze glanced at Wen Qing's slippers, then looked at the slippers on his feet that were reserved for guests, and asked with a smile, "Are there no slippers for me?"
Ji Sheng shook his head and said, "No, no."
"Only my brother has it."
Xing Ze hooked his neck and asked again: "Why is there no cousin's?"
Ji Sheng frowned and pushed his arm away: "Because my cousin is not worthy."
Xing Ze laughed and scolded, "You little bastard."
Xia Yansi, who was sitting at the dining table, glanced at Ji Sheng and said to Wen Qing and Xing Ze calmly, "Stop messing around and come and eat."
Wen Qing called out "Hello, Uncle" and followed Xing Ze to the dining table.
The table was filled with Chinese breakfast, including steamed buns, custard buns, fried dough sticks, tea eggs, etc. It was very rich.
Wen Qing sat down next to Xing Ze. As soon as he sat down, Xia Yansi handed him a file bag.
"Thank you." Wen Qing thanked him and opened it to take a look.
Hmm, I don’t understand.
He asked Xia Yansi in a gentle voice: "Uncle Xia, am I sick?"
"No," Xia Yansi sat opposite him and raised his eyelids, "Unexpectedly, you are in very good health."
“It’s not like I stay at home all day. The data is better than most people who exercise daily.”
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's good."
"It's rare. Most young people are in a sub-healthy state nowadays," Ji Yu put down his chopsticks and said to Wen Qing, "Since there is nothing wrong with your body, you can go to the hospital or come to the clinic to do some psychological test questionnaires."
Xing Ze paused while eating his buns, looked up and asked, "What psychological test?"
Ji Yu glanced at him and explained, "Wen Qing's sleep quality is not good. He had serious dark circles under his eyes in the past few days. It might be due to the long-term accumulated stress, plus the excitement of the incident in the flower bed."
Xing Ze turned his head to look at Wen Qing. He knew that Wen Qing had not slept well in the past few days, but he did not expect that it was related to psychological factors.
"Is it serious?"
Wen Qing's cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered, "I slept well these past two days."
"I didn't have any nightmares last night either."
"Is that so?" Ji Yu looked at Wen Qing and said lightly, "Maybe it's because Xing Ze stayed."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ji Yu, not understanding what he meant.
Ji Yu curled his lips and smiled: "Police officers always give people a sense of security."
Suddenly, Xia Yansi said, "Ji Yu."
His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he seemed to be even colder than usual?
Ji Yu turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Hmm?"
Xia Yansi said coldly: "Don't talk while eating."
Ji Yu still had a gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand to his lips and made a zippering gesture to Wen Qing.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and she lowered her head to drink soy milk.
I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to feel that Xia Yansi was a little angry?
It was Xia Yansi who took the initiative to speak when they were eating just now. Why did he stop talking as soon as Ji Yu started eating?
Why are you angry?
Is it because of what Ji Yu said just now?
Wen Qing couldn't figure it out and turned his head to look at Xing Ze.
Xing Ze glanced at him, swiped his phone, and sent a WeChat message.
[Shh. 】
【Uncle Xia seems to be angry with his uncle. 】
Wen Qing replied with an emoticon and didn't think about it anymore.
It's normal for couples to have minor conflicts.
Wen Qing closed the phone and caught a glimpse of Ji Sheng laughing happily with a grin on his face. It was unclear whether he was unaware of the undercurrent among the fathers or if there was something else worth being happy about.
Because of Xia Yansi's words, no one spoke anymore.
Everyone ate in silence.
It was not until after dinner that Xing Ze asked as if nothing had happened: "Uncle, Uncle Xia, do you know a resident named Yang Fan in the community?"
Xia Yansi shook his head: "I don't know him."
Ji Yu nodded and said, "He is a patient in the clinic."
Hearing this, Xing Ze's expression became serious and he continued to ask: "Does he have any psychological problems?"
Ji Yu smiled and said to him, "I can't disclose the patient's privacy at will."
"If the police want to know, they must follow the procedures."
"Okay, I get it," Xing Ze paused and asked, "Uncle, when you doctors are talking to patients, generally psychologists won't take the initiative to talk about their friends, right?"
Ji Yu nodded: "Psychologists are responsible for helping patients to relieve their emotions, so the topic naturally revolves around the patients. We are just talking about our own affairs, let alone our friends' affairs."
"But the patient can say whatever he wants."
Xing Ze lowered his eyes in thought.
Ji Sheng suddenly asked, "Cousin, why are you suddenly talking about this person?"
Xing Ze then remembered that Ji Sheng was still there. Instead of explaining to Ji Sheng, he asked, "Have you finished your homework?"
Ji Sheng: “It’s done.”
Xing Ze: "Don't you need to review?"
Ji Sheng: "Combining work and rest."
Xing Ze was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't ask questions, little kid."
"Brother, I'm eighteen years old and an adult," Ji Sheng pouted and said slowly, "and I ran into him when I went out yesterday morning."
Xing Ze narrowed his eyes: "Yesterday morning?"
"What time is it?"
Ji Sheng thought for a moment and said, "I made an appointment with a friend to go hiking at 7:30 this morning. I met him when we were having breakfast near the community... maybe before 7 o'clock."
Xing Ze asked: "Do you remember what you said to your friend?"
"Hmm..." Ji Sheng held his chin up and recalled, "Let me think, he was talking about the hand in the community flower bed, and then he mentioned that the neighbor's brother had to go to the hospital because of this incident."
Yang Fan knew Wen Qing would go to the hospital before seven o'clock, so the subsequent tracking and text messages made sense.
Xing Ze's face darkened slightly, and he stared at Ji Sheng: "Are you sure it was Yang Fan you saw?"
Ji Sheng nodded: "Yes."
"Yesterday evening, my brother said he met a strange man named Yang Fan. Then I ran into him when my dad and I were taking a walk and feeding the cats that night."
"I have a good memory and won't mistake someone."
Ji Sheng looked at Xing Ze and asked curiously, "Could he be the murderer?"
"I think he looks like a beast in human clothing, and he looks at my brother with lustful eyes."
The more he talked, the more serious Xing Ze's face became. He stood up and said, "I'll go to the bureau."
He turned to Wen Qing and said, "Wait for me at my uncle's house, and try not to stay alone."
Ji Sheng waved at Xing Ze and said to Wen Qing with a smile: "Brother, brother, let's play games together."
Xing Ze's expression eased a little: "Yes, you and Ji Sheng play games for a while."
Wen Qing was arranged in this clear manner.
After Xing Ze left, he was the only guest left in the living room.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and swiped his phone nervously. He accidentally clicked on the video, which made a noise.
Glancing at Ji Yu and Xia Yansi sitting on the sofa reading, he felt even more embarrassed and said hesitantly: "How about I just..."
Ji Sheng grabbed his arm and interrupted with a smile: "Brother, let's go to my room and play games."
"Let Big Dad and Little Dad read quietly outside."
As a member of Ji Yu's family, Wen Qing can only relax when he is with Ji Sheng. He responded and followed Ji Sheng into the bedroom.
Ji Sheng's room is clean and tidy, with a double bed, a computer desk... everything is tidy, the pillows are neatly placed, and the pens in the pen holder are all facing in one direction. It seems that he also has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Ji Sheng turned on the computer, opened a game, and handed Wen Qing a controller: "Brother, have you played this game?"
Wen Qing looked at the bloody screen and shook his head.
Ji Sheng introduced with a smile: "It's just an ordinary shooting zombie game. I have always played the single-player mode and have never played the two-player mode."
After saying that, he opened the game.
The game graphics are very realistic. When you shoot a zombie, its organs, blood, etc. will explode and become a blur on the screen.
The graphics were too bloody, and since it was a 3D game, Wen Qing barely managed to play for an hour before he couldn't take it anymore.
His face turned pale and he felt a little dizzy.
Wen Qing put down the handle and said to Ji Sheng, "I want to take a break."
Ji Sheng quickly asked, "What's wrong, brother?"
Wen Wei frowned slightly: "I'm not used to playing 3D, it makes me dizzy."
Ji Sheng nodded: "Brother, take a rest."
Wen glanced around and found that there was only a computer chair in the bedroom and the bed.
He plays games while sitting on the bed, but if he rests on the bed...
Wen Qing was afraid that Ji Sheng would mind, so he said, "I'll go back and rest."
"No need, brother, just sleep on the bed." After saying that, Ji Sheng squatted beside Wen Qing's feet and helped him take off his shoes.
Wen Qing was stunned. He had never expected Ji Sheng to help him take off his shoes.
The next second, Ji Sheng put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him gently.
Wen Qing didn't expect Ji Sheng to be so strong and was pushed directly onto the bed.
Ji Sheng sat down beside the bed, and with a smile on his face, he covered him with the quilt, as if he was playing house. He also touched Wen Qing's head, humming a tune, and said, "Go to sleep, my dear brother..."
Looking at Ji Sheng's sunny smile, Wen Qing always felt something was wrong.
He whispered, "I'd better go back to bed. I can't sleep in someone else's bed."
Ji Sheng smiled and said, "If you can't sleep, just lie down for a while. You might fall asleep soon."
After saying that, he added, "Besides, your cousin must have his reasons for asking you not to stay alone."
Because the murderer has his eyes on him.
Wen Qing thought about this, hesitated for a while, and finally lay down on the bed obediently.
Wen Qing lay there for a while, and his mind gradually became confused.
Half asleep and half awake, a faint sweet smell lingered at the tip of my nose.
He had the familiar nightmare again.
In a daze, Wen Qing felt the quilt being lifted.
Next, his clothes were lifted up to his chest, exposing his belly to the air, which felt a little cold.
Wen Wei frowned slightly, and soon, something cold was smeared on his stomach, and a hand was spinning around it.
It was like a B-ultrasound, like the doctor was applying coupling agent to him.
But this time, the ultrasound probe has the scorching temperature of a human.
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