Living together for no reason

  "Call Zou Muyuan," Lin Yuankui's face was serious: "Ask him if he has found the victim's family."

  Xia Zhu immediately nodded: "I'll go right away."

  The phone hung up, she turned around with a somewhat unpleasant expression: "The captain said there was no search warrant, they couldn't enter the civilian house."

  "That person was originally a resident of District F, wandering around in District F wouldn't have drawn anyone's attention," Lin Yuanxi clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, looking somewhat frustrated: "Too late."

  "We can go door-to-door asking questions, and most residents are still willing to help with the investigation," said Xia Zhu.

  Lin Yuanzhi stretched out his hand and gestured for her to go and handle it.

  "Now that the murderer has found someone who imitates his actions, what will he do?" Zou Mianyuan and two others converged on the street in District F where men had gone missing, their faces grave.

  Xia Zhu thought for a moment, and her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  Lin Yuanxi's expression was somewhat mocking, it was unclear whether he was mocking himself or others, and he only said lightly: "He will do his best to torture him and then kill him." His eyes were somewhat indifferent: "In the eyes of the murderer, this is a terrible imitation, let alone aesthetics and artistry."

  Several people were silent.

  As soon as the case broke out for the first time, this place was sealed off, but at this moment, they had not found any news about the man.

  He vanished into thin air from this street, leaving no clue for anyone.

  "He can disappear from here and it's hard to imagine any family would take him in..." Zou Mianyuan said, as he made a phone call asking Sheng Yuan: "Have you obtained his social relations?"

  "He didn't have a car, and if he took the bus or taxi, he would definitely pass by the police station, so it's possible that he is still on this street. However, his relationship with the neighbors is not good, there's no reason for him to be taken in." Sheng Yuan said while typing away on her keyboard.

  Shengyuan has always been very steady in his actions, and now that he has said it out loud, there is no other possibility.

  Xia Zhu looked at the ground thoughtfully and after a while asked in a low voice, "If we were being chased by the police, where would be the most likely place to go?"

  Lin Yuan raised his head and looked at her. She was best at simulating situations, and now Xia Zhu had once again immersed herself in the scene at that time.

  She walked a few steps forward and stood still in front of the door, simulating the situation at that time. The police made a mistake and did not consider that he was the murderer who killed his wife. At this time, he was alone, and there were forensic investigators in the room. He told everyone a lie and went to the backyard. There was a door in the backyard, which just led to the outside.

  Going outside can't catch you?

  Xia Zhu thought back to the decorations in the house at that time, almost all of which were arranged in a way that women liked, neat and tidy yet warm and cozy. When a man didn't love this woman, what made him listen to her and follow her plans?

  There is only one possibility: from the very beginning, the two people were not on an equal footing.

  Based on the family's working income, Xia Zhu felt that this was possible. When a woman's income became five times that of a man, the swelling of vanity made the family's balance more and more unbalanced. It was precisely because of this that men at home could not get the attention they deserved, and their personalities became increasingly distorted.

  Recalling the neighbor's evaluation of him, being taciturn and weak... Xia Zhu's eyes lit up slightly: "I know where he is now."

  Lin Yuan nodded slightly: "I also knew."

  "This house is an old house. Old houses in this area should have a basement," Lin Yuan asked Zou Mianyuan: "Have you searched for it?"

  "There was a rusty lock outside, the appraiser said it didn't open for half a day," Zou Mianyuan's expression slightly changed, and he had already rushed out: "You don't have any weapons, wait for me."

  He led the homicide team step by step towards the locked basement, no one asked why the two of them circled around the house and found the place in just one turn, they simply believed firmly.

  Xia Zhu only then realized Lin Yuan's role, it seemed that as long as Lin Yuan made a decision, no one would ask why again.

  The lock on the basement door was rusty, as if no one had gone in for a long time.

  But when Ningling lightly touched the lock with her head in the group, something unexpected happened...

  He parted his hair to one side, and it surprisingly stayed that way on its own.

  Someone has opened it before, Ning Ling mouthed silently.

  Zou Mianyuan's expression was solemn, and he stretched out his hand to signal Ning Ling to move back a bit. Ning Ling didn't make a sound, but held the gun steadily in his hand, apparently ready to take the lead.

  The lock was gently placed on one side, and Ningling exerted himself to pry open the steel plate, shouting loudly: "Police! Don't move!"

  The military flashlight illuminated a messy place with no one inside.

  Lin Yuanxiao signaled for everyone to stop, and he carefully avoided the things on the ground as he moved forward. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "There's a clue."

  He stood at the outermost, pointing to the two rows of footprints inside and smiled slightly: "Based on this, we can simulate the height and weight of the offender, even which foot is lame... If he accidentally left a hair, then we can even check out his ID number!"

  Lin Yuanxi's eyes shone brightly, his gaze filled with an indescribable excitement: "Good, he finally showed his true colors."

  On the way back, Xia Zhu looked at Lin Yuanbo who was still excited in the second half of the night, and his last bit of fatigue also dissipated: "Senior, according to his description, he shouldn't be such a careless person."

  Whether it's cleaning up the crime scene or anti-detection capabilities, he is always careful and meticulous, afraid of leaving any flaws.

  But this time, he not only failed to see the dust all over the ground, but also stepped into it with both feet, which was equivalent to ruining everything.

  This doesn't match his description unless...

  "He lost control." Lin Yuan said calmly, with a faint expression in his eyes: "After that phone call, he was eager to prove himself, and it was precisely because of this that he lost control."

  With his height and weight, personality description, finding this person is just a matter of time.

  Xia Zhu looked at Lin Yuan's determined profile, and suddenly remembered the discussions about boys when they were still in college. At that time, everyone was only around 18 or 19 years old, and having midnight talks in bed was a nightly necessity.

  At that time, I ever thought "what kind of man is the most handsome"?

  How did I say it at that time? It seemed like an instant, and suddenly the figure of Lin Yuan appeared in front of me.

  Serious, persistent, mature.

  "Well, I'm going to the study room to do my writing. As for you..." Lin Yuanxi looked at her with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "You might want to consider going to your bedroom."

  "...I remember that Lin's house seems to have only one bedroom." Xia Zhu was silent.

  "That's right," Lin Yuanqie sighed: "I can pretend I don't mind you and change the sheets again tomorrow."

  Xia Zhu: “……” She took back her last word, completely immature.

  Xia Zhu finally didn't go to Lin Yuanli's bedroom, letting her stay in a strange man's bedroom. This feeling was too subtle, and Xia Zhu still couldn't accept it.

  But staying up all night was really too hard to bear, Xia Zhu persisted for half a day, drank two cups of black coffee, and finally couldn't hold on, fell asleep on the sofa in the study room.

  Lin Yuanxi didn't see her as she had turned around, and even after calling out to her several times, there was no response. Unable to help himself, he furrowed his brow and turned back, only to see the little woman lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

  Her eyebrows and eyes are quiet and beautiful, usually looking just above average, but when she sleeps, the corners of her mouth curve up slightly, a good sleeper.

  It brings joy for no reason at all.

  Lin Yuanqu gazed at her for a while, suppressing the urge to wake her up. He turned up the air conditioner by two degrees and pulled out an air-conditioned blanket from the cabinet to cover her carelessly before turning back to continue working.

  This evening was really harmonious and perfect.

  Xia Zhu slept well overnight, and the next morning was woken up by her alarm clock. She fumbled around for half a day to turn it off, then she fell back asleep again.

  Because she was lying comfortably on the sofa, while the person rubbing her eyes with a look of dissatisfaction was resting her head on her own arm, which had been pressed against the table for too long and had left red marks. The man was looking over at her with an unfriendly expression: "Xia Zhu."

  Xia Zhu suddenly sat up, her usual sleepy demeanor gone. She slowly lifted her head: "....what?"

  "A cup of coffee with milk and two sugar cubes," Lin Yuanxi ordered, lying on her side with her eyes closed: "Also two slices of toast, toasted a bit longer, spread with chocolate sauce."

  "Oh, okay." Xia Zhu nodded and went downstairs in a daze.

  She was used to it, going downstairs to get the mail from the mailbox first, but this time she didn't even make it to the mailbox and was suddenly startled awake.

  Lin Yuanxi was waiting upstairs with her eyes closed for the early rice, and soon she heard footsteps rushing up, panting.

  He opened his eyes: "I don't think the oven can..."

  A bunch of blue, mysterious-looking rose petals with a letter inserted in the middle, one petal torn off to serve as a placeholder. Xia Zhu looked at Lin Yuan with trepidation: "Lin... senior."

  On top were written four blood-red letters: "MISS"

  Lin Yuanxi looked for half a day, his face getting darker and darker: "Throw it away."

  "Huh? Eh?" Xia Zhu was stunned, thinking that this was a threat. Was it really good to throw it away?!

  "If this were a bomb, would you still be so happy to bring it in?" Lin Yuan's voice was calm, with a hint of displeasure.

  "Sorry." Xia Zhu quickly picked it up and threw it out the door, just as a man wearing a motorcycle helmet was riding a motorcycle in front of her, his voice somewhat muffled: "Doesn't he like it?"

  The man gave people a feeling of cleanliness, not the tidiness of his clothes, but that kind of clear and transparent feeling from the heart. Xia Zhu, however, felt inexplicably panicked. The man's expression seemed somewhat inexplicable, and he just smiled faintly as he took the bouquet of flowers from her hand: "Thank you, my lady."

  Xia Zhu started shouting for Lin Yuanxi to come downstairs, while she stretched out her hand trying to grab the motorcycle.

  Unfortunately, it was all too late, as the owner of the car smiled slightly, tipped his hat in a British manner and drove off with a whoosh.

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