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She was pleased by the word "home" and obeyed obediently. When she walked him to the door, she asked casually: "What did you go to the supermarket to buy?"
"condom."
On Saturday, Pei Shuangshuang came to give Song Zhi clothes and some daily necessities. She didn't see Song Zhi, but Qin Su came downstairs to get them.
Song Zhi didn¡¯t go out even once and stayed at home with Qin Su like crazy for three days. She had work on Monday afternoon, and Pei Shuangshuang called and said he would pick her up at 10:30.
Before ten o'clock, the doorbell rang. . .
Qin Su did not open the door immediately, but looked in the door mirror.
Song Zhi sat on the sofa and looked towards the entrance: "Who is it?"
"stranger."
He didn¡¯t open the door or go back to the study, but sat next to Song Zhi with a book in his hand.
The doorbell kept ringing, but not a page of the book in his hand was turned.
"I'm going out."
He didn¡¯t take anything and closed the door after going out. Song Zhi didn¡¯t even have time to ask him where he was going.
¡°Actually, he didn¡¯t go far, he was just outside the door.
There is another person in the corridor, it is the one who just rang the doorbell. She is about forty years old, female, not tall and fat. She is wearing a business suit and full makeup.
"Are you Qin Su?"
The lady looked him up and down: "You have grown so big, back then¡ª¡ª"
He interrupted: "Is something wrong?"
"You don't remember me?" the lady introduced herself, "I interviewed you fifteen years ago in Licheng."
Qin Su remembers her and takes care of Fang Ting.
Fifteen years ago, after she graduated from graduate school, the first report she wrote was about the Licheng serial murder case. Her theory of genetic inheritance caused a nationwide sensation at the time.
¡°I¡¯m currently doing a special column on serial murder cases,¡± she took out a business card. ¡°If you have time, I¡¯d like to do an exclusive interview with you.¡±
The business card is gold-gilded, Social News Department: Editor-in-Chief.
Qin Su just glanced at me and didn't answer: "Why do you still dare to come?"
When he was thirteen years old, his mother passed away and his father was arrested. He had no relatives or friends.
In Guan Fangting¡¯s memory, the young man was isolated and helpless, standing on the edge of the world. No matter who¡¯s finger, he could push him off the cliff.
She had ignored it before she came. The boy had grown into an adult, and there was no longer any frailty in his features, only sharpness.
"Isn't that what you said?" He looked calm, and there was a kind of relaxed tension in his body, "The descendants of the murderer are probably also murderers, because they have inherited half of the genes."
His tone was very understated, but it made people feel breathless.
¡°It¡¯s not what I said, it was inferred by some experts using research data.¡±
¡°Although Fang Ting has been doing criminal journalism for more than ten years and has interviewed many vicious criminals, she still instinctively recoils when her eyes meet these eyes.
These eyes are so much like Qin Weiran¡¯s from fifteen years ago. Their gazes are sharp and piercing, like a beast about to be released from its cage, staring at its prey.
¡°I think the experts¡¯ inference is correct.¡±
Guan Fangting¡¯s hand shook and the business card fell to the ground.
She had never cared before whether the experts' inferences were correct or whether they had scientific basis. She is a reporter. She wants to catch the public's attention and bring the Licheng serial case to national attention, so she wrote it like that. At this moment, she considered the authenticity of those reports for the first time.
If the inference is correct
She panicked, looking around, and ran to press the elevator button. After pressing the button several times in succession, the elevator still didn't come down. When she looked back and saw that Qin Su was still there, she immediately ran to the stairs.
The victims of the Licheng serial murder case were all women.
The high heels clicked on the steps. Guan Fangting¡¯s colleague who was going downstairs turned around frequently and happened to bump into a man going upstairs.
The shopping bag fell from the man¡¯s hand.
¡° Guan Fangting didn¡¯t apologize and continued running downstairs.
The man picked up the shopping bag. When he stood up, his glasses slid down the bridge of his nose. He held them up and curled his lips.
There was no one in the corridor. The door of 1802 was closed. There was a gold-gilded business card on the ground. The man walked over and picked up the business card.
Qin Su left in less than three minutes.
"Who is here?" Song Zhi felt that his mood was not right, "Is it your friend?"
Qin Su said nothing and went to the study.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Finally, Pei Shuangshuang went downstairs.
After Song Zhi answered her call, he went to the study and knocked on the door: "Qin Su." She didn't go in, "I'm going to work."
He opened the door: "Have you collected your things?"
¡°I¡¯ll leave it to you, I won¡¯t take it back.¡± She watched his reaction carefully.
There was no expression on his face: "Take it back."
He understood what she meant, and she understood what he meant.
She said nothing and went to collect her luggage.
Before leaving, he gave her the mask: "I won't send you down anymore."
"Um."
Song Zhi went down alone.
Pei Shuangshuang took her luggage: "Why is this expression on her face?"
She got in the car, pulled down her fisherman hat, and covered her eyes: "I'm a little tired."
It was very quiet in the car, and the wind blew through the windows, leaving the scent of osmanthus behind.
When the car was halfway down the road, Pei Shuangshuang remembered something: "Have you taken any measures?"
Song Zhi said: "I did it later."
That means there is no beginning.
"Where's the aftercare medicine?"
"Didn't eat."
The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was: "What if she gets pregnant¡ª¡ª"
"That's better."
""
Don¡¯t try to wake up a woman who has been drunk with ecstasy soup. Pei Shuangshuang chose to shut up.
After that day, Song Zhi didn¡¯t see Qin Su again for several days. He went to Li City, but he didn¡¯t tell Song Zhi what he was doing in Li City. Song Zhi only heard from Ling Yao later that a murder had occurred in Licheng. The deceased was naked and hung from the window. The body was already decomposed when it was found, but it was still possible to distinguish the bloody wounds. is a painting.
This death situation is exactly the same as that of the Licheng serial murder case.
Ling Yao asked Song Zhi on the phone: "Can Qin Su draw?"
"meeting."
Song Zhi saw several paintings with bold colors in Qin Su's study. She didn't understand painting. As a layman, those paintings gave her a very depressing feeling.
Ling Yao said: "The time of death of the deceased was the night you went to Tanshan."
That night Qin Su went to Hanshan for a night hike, and he was alone.
Song Zhi defended: "It's not him."
¡°The police will rely on evidence to solve a case, but public opinion will not rely on evidence.¡±
As soon as the case came out, the first person to be pointed at was Qin Su.
His phone number has been unreachable, and Song Zhi doesn¡¯t know if he has come back. She was restless the whole afternoon and was in a bad state. She failed to take several pictures.
"Give me a day off."
Song Zhi said hello to Pei Shuangshuang and drove to Qin Su's house. She rang the doorbell, but no one came to open the door.
She was afraid of attracting attention and did not dare to speak too loudly, so she shouted twice against the crack of the door.
"Qin Su."
"Qin Su."
There was no one inside, it was dark, and the lights were not on.
Song Zhi squatted at the door and waited. When the voice-activated light was dimmed, she took a photo and waited from sunset to the beginning of the lanterns.
Qin Su didn¡¯t come back until after nine o¡¯clock in the evening.
With a ding, the elevator opened. Song Zhi looked up, his eyes gradually brightening: "You're back."
Qin Su walked out of the elevator.
Song Zhi stood up, holding on to the wall, her feet were numb: "You haven't answered the phone, I'm very worried about you."
He came back from outside with a chill: "What are you worried about? It's someone else who died, not me."
He opened the door and stepped in.
Song Zhi grabbed his clothes: "Don't be like this." Her eyes turned red, "Don't push me away."
He was silent for a long time, and the voice-activated light dimmed.
"I thought you understood."
She understands, but doesn¡¯t want to let go: ¡°Understand what?¡±
"Do you have to tell me?" There was really no emotion in his eyes, and it was so cold that it hurt, "Song Zhi, men love women, don't take it too seriously."
He pushed her hand away and closed the door.
The voice-activated light came on, and the light fell on her eyelashes, and the shadows under her eyelids were shaky.
Across a door, Qin Su stood leaning against the wall for a long time, then went to the bedroom and tore off the two pages of paper on the bedside table. The paper was filled with information about him, more detailed than the one she had written to him originally, and contained all of his preferences.
The paper is not shredded enough, and you can still see a few things clearly. The text is black and white, and the words are handwritten. There is a line at the bottom:
Favorite person: None (cross out), Song Zhi
*****
Pei Shuangshuang discovered that something was not right with Song Zhi recently, and she would not let herself relax for a moment.
"Have you contacted the calligraphy teacher?" She had just finished work and was taking off her makeup.
She has been busy this week and has accepted a lot of variety shows that she had never done before.
"There's no rush to learn calligraphy. There's still some time before the movie starts shooting." Pei Shuangshuang pulled out a washcloth to her, "What happened to you and Qin Su? Did you quarrel?"
She turned off the water and looked at her wet eyes in the mirror: "He doesn't like me, it's just wishful thinking on my part."
Pei Shuangshuang suddenly became furious: "Where is the knife? Where is my knife?"
She went to find a knife to kill the scumbag.
Song Zhi grabbed her: "There is no work tomorrow, let's go to a bar." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Person from ??: No (cross out), Song Zhi
*****
Pei Shuangshuang discovered that something was not right with Song Zhi recently, and she would not let herself relax for a moment.
"Have you contacted the calligraphy teacher?" She had just finished work and was taking off her makeup.
She has been busy this week and has accepted a lot of variety shows that she had never done before.
"There's no rush to learn calligraphy. There's still some time before the movie starts shooting." Pei Shuangshuang pulled out a washcloth to her, "What happened to you and Qin Su? Did you quarrel?"
She turned off the water and looked at her wet eyes in the mirror: "He doesn't like me, it's just wishful thinking on my part."
Pei Shuangshuang suddenly became furious: "Where is the knife? Where is my knife?"
She went to find a knife to kill the scumbag.
Song Zhi grabbed her: "There is no work tomorrow, let's go have a drink." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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