He never cleaned the scene, and the crime scene was in a mess and full of traces. The body was discarded at the scene without considering covering it. His home was smelly and dirty, like a garbage dump, and completely like a home for a mentally ill person.

But you said he had no organizational ability at all, not. He would dress himself neatly before committing the crime. He also clearly marked the crime and took away souvenirs. From these two points, he felt very ritual. When evading the police arrest, he forced himself to escape from the heavy siege, crossed mountains and ridges, became cautious, and escaped for a long time.

Yin Feng held a pen in his hand and knocked on the file. This shows that Xu Baping's own criminal talent and thinking quality are very good. If it weren't for the car accident that hurt him, he became prone to irritability and his emotions were out of control, he would have done the crime better, and the police would have been more difficult to catch him...

Yin Feng felt something in his heart, and felt that he was about to catch something. He picked up the file of this "Apprentice Killer" case and put the two documents together. He frowned and pondered. After a while, he smiled.

Maybe doing that can catch that person by surprise… without finding a needle in a haystack like now.

Yin Feng had made up his mind and put down the file. After watching for an hour or two, he felt a little tired. Seeing a bottle of mineral water on the corner of the table, he picked it up and drank it. Then he leaned in the chair and looked out the window.

The sun was silent in the afternoon, and people walked past the corridor from time to time. He seemed to hear Ding Xiongwei's laughter and speech, and the footsteps of several people. He had just recovered from his serious injury. He slept less last night and spent a lot of energy. He felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and leaned on You Mingxu's chair. Thinking of her helpless smile on the corner of her eyes, saying, "Can't I drink it?", he smiled slightly.

I wanted to hug her or get fucked by her, but I wanted to see her blushing and want to resist but couldn't bear to resist.

It was like a wild doe, who was held in his arms from now on.

Yin Feng didn't expect that he would dream, and he dreamed of being imprisoned in Guizhou during the period.

After waking up from this serious injury, he remembered many things, including his acquaintance and love with You Mingxu. The experience in Guizhou was also remembered a lot of intermittently, but it was not complete. He always vaguely felt that he had forgotten something very important, but if he thought about it, his head would hurt, so he simply left it alone and waited for his memory and brain to recover with time.

Although that memory made his subconscious mind secretly, he rarely dreamed of the situation at that time. It was like a barrier that isolated him from the secrets of that period.

However, he did not expect that he dreamed again on an afternoon when he read a lot of murder information and his mind was filled with bloody scenes.

It was a particularly quiet room, just as quiet as this afternoon when he slept in a daze.

He seemed to smell the smell of blood, felt his body hurt, and opened his eyes and saw blood all over the ground.

And he wore a nearly torn T-shirt and lay on the ground.

He looked up and saw that there was no one in the room. There was a table not far away, with various knives, saws, electric shock sticks, and muskets on it... Many tools were stained with blood.

That was his blood.

Yin Feng slowly got up. Even though his evil spirit was as hard as him, he could not help but feel a deep fear when he saw the tools he had "served" on his body.

At this time, no one was guarding him, but he knew that he could not get out of this hell at all. But since he stood up for a moment, he wanted to go out for a walk.

He didn't know where he was going.

What about Ah Xu, where is his Ah Xu?

Yin Feng, who was deeply trapped in his old dream, felt the pain in his chest when he thought of You Mingxu. The endless darkness, loneliness, and like a monster, standing behind him. He had no idea that his fingers that were hanging on the edge of the chair were firmly clenched.

He stumbled along the dark corridor for a while. The walls of tentacles were rough and cold, lifelike, and looked so familiar, clearly a picture engraved in the depths of his memory. He knew that he had been here and had really been here.

Yin Feng walked to the door of a room and slowly turned his head.

He heard the sound of someone talking inside, which was very familiar. He had heard both voices.

There was a window in this room, so there was light. A man, with his back facing him, stood in front of a desk. The back was so familiar, tall and upright, and he liked to wear black and cold clothes like him. Hearing the movement, the man turned around and Yin Feng saw the cold and misty eyes again, as if he was hiding many thoughtful eyes. A slight cruel smile appeared on the face that looked like Yin Feng.

Yin Chen.

He said: "Yin Feng is not obedient again, and he dares to sneak out. Isn't you very much like it yesterday? Why don't you wait obediently? Yin Feng... But my brother's treasure is the meaning that my brother wants to prove."

Yin Feng heard her stuttering and shouting: "Brother..."

Then, he saw the smile on Yin Chen's face fading away, and he said, "You saw it, right? You know."

Yin Feng slowly turned his head and looked at the person half of his body, who was blocked by Yin Chen and was sitting at the table.

"He always needs to know." Yin Feng heard the man say, his voice was clearly familiar, but he couldn't tell who that man was.

He only saw that it was a young man, tall and thin, wearing black clothes and pair of glasses, sitting there. Yin Feng felt like he was hit hard in his heart. He was... He was...

But in the dream, it was like a cloud surrounded by sunlight. Yin Feng could not see his face clearly, but a sense of familiarity came to his face. It was someone he knew, someone... someone who could not be ignored at all.

The man stood up, his face still seemed to be hidden in the clouds and mist. He patted Yin Chen on the shoulder and said, "I like Gu Tiancheng, and I will leave his transformation and absorption to you."

Yin Chen replied: "Okay." He looked at Yin Feng again, smiled, and said: "What should he do?"

The man said, "Since it's almost ruined, throw it out."

Yin Chen smiled and said, "You are willing to bear it?"

The man said, "I will give up. Personality is a cheap person. It cannot be destroyed or established, and it cannot be born without death."

Yin Feng was a little dazed, and the familiar voice was repeated in his mind:

No destruction, no establishment, no death, no life.

No destruction, no establishment, no death, no life.

No destruction, no establishment, no death, no life.

...

It was faintly as if there was a huge forgotten thing, a hidden secret that he was about to see a corner, but he couldn't see clearly.
Chapter completed!