Anatomy room.

Yan met a person sitting on the ground, and his head was covered with a corpse, but he sat silently as if he had no sense.

Buzzing...

The cell phone kept vibrating in the pocket of the clothes.

The sound rang out and stopped.

The pause sounded again.

Finally, the people on the ground moved, and he slowly took out his cell phone.

The name on the phone screen finally gave his eyes a little focal.

"Baby..." Yan Yu shouted in a low voice: "Sorry, I'm at work."

"I'm outside." said the person inside.

Yan Yu looked at the door, as if he could see people outside through the closed door.

Yan's breathing was slightly frozen, so he stood up and walked towards the door.

The door was automatic, but he didn't dare to press the door opening button for a long time.

Yan Yu looked around, and with the gloomy and terrifying look under the glass, he pressed the door button.

Chu Zheng stood several meters away from the door, leaning around her casually. Next to her was a plant, full of vitality and greenness, which made the girl lively.

Yan Yu walked over silently, took her hand and returned to his office.

He poured Chu Zheng a glass of water, and when Chu Zheng refused to answer, he said, "...Don't worry, don't take the medicine."

As he said that, he took a sip and handed it to Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng didn't answer: "I didn't doubt you, I just don't want to drink."

Hearing this, Yanyu put the cup on the table: "Why are you here? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

"Wan Xiaoxiao's cousin is dead." Chu Zheng said: "I'll send her here."

Yan Yu was silent again.

His eyes fell on the office window, and there was only a vain and dead silence left in his deep eyes.

Chu Zheng found out that the words were abnormal and turned the person around: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Yu suddenly hugged Chu Zheng.

His breathing was heavy and messy.

"I'm going to kill him."

"Who to kill?"

"Kill him." Yan Yu's voice became dull: "He deserves to die."

Chu Zheng: "..."

Who deserves to die?

Who to kill?

You're going to make it clear!

However, Yan Yu only said these words, and then there was no movement. He just hugged her tightly, as if she was the only duckweed he could catch on the sea.

"Yes, the dead..."

Shen Siming's voice came to an abrupt end.

But he didn't go out either. When Yanyu and Chu Zheng separated, he came in.

"Can you avoid this...? I will tell you something about Yanyu?"

Yan Yu kissed Chu Zheng in front of Shen Siming and said with a side face: "Can you wait for me outside for a while?"

Shen Siming looked at Chu Zheng in horror.

Yan Yu actually used a questioning tone.

"Um."

When Shen Siming saw Chu Zheng go out and bring it to the door, he said: "The identity of the deceased has been found out and he has a mental illness. He left the hospital a few days ago. His family has not found it for several days. Until now, he has been discovered."

Yan Yu sat on the chair with a headache: "What do you have in common with the victims ten years ago?"

"No." Shen Siming said: "The victims ten years ago had no connection. The identity background, education level, gender and age were all random, just like you... we still tend to commit random crimes now."

There is no correlation between the selected victims.

Such cases are the most difficult to deal with.

Because no one knows when the murderer will start committing the crime by just finding a victim, they cannot find more clues.

"We are now asking the victim's family to see if we can find any doubts."

Shen Siming looked at Yan and met him.

"If you feel that you can't keep up, just take a break and leave this case to me."

Yan Yu looked up, and his deep eyes were like a cold pool, with cold air invading the body.

"I want to catch the murderer with my own hands." Then he was smashed into pieces.

Yan Yu's inner violence is churning.

No one can suppress it...

Only when you hold her can you feel at ease.

"Don't be too arrogant." Chen Siming said: "What is the cause of death?"

"Suffocation." Yan Yu said: "Just like ten years ago. When other test reports come out, I will send them to you."

"Well, I'll check the trajectory of the deceased. The surveillance network is much better now than ten years ago. I believe I will definitely catch the murderer."

Chen Siming patted Yan Yu's shoulder and left.

Chu Zheng stood outside the door. Chu Zheng wanted to go in, but was pulled by Chen Siming.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Yan Yu him..." Chen Siming was worried: "Tell me this way, Yan Yu might do something irrational. I hope you can look at him a little."

"What happened?"

"I can't tell you about this." This is related to the case, so no one outside the system dares to say anything: "It's trouble."

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Chu Zheng pushed open the door and went in. Yan Yu sat silently on the chair, not knowing where to empty his thoughts.

Chu Zheng walked up to him, but he didn't react.

The whole room was so quiet that it was depressing that it made people feel uneasy.

Chu Zheng squatted down and held Yan Yu's hand: "Yan Yu, tell me if you have any problems, I'll help you solve them."

Yan Yu's focal length gradually shifted to Chu Zheng.

His eyes were as dark as the abyss. When he was staring at him, he felt that he was stepping on the edge of the abyss and would fall down at any time.

It will make people feel panic, nervous, and uneasy.

"You can't solve it."

His voice was slow and slow.

It is like the wind blowing in the night, with a gentle and cold feeling.

Chu Zheng held his hand tightly: "I can't solve it." If you can't solve it, you have to find a way to solve it. As long as it is not a dead end, there will always be a solution. Of course, for Chu Zheng, there are also solutions to the dead end.

The girl's voice was clear, but calm and powerful.

Every word fell on his heart, as if it had some magic power that could soothe the violent surging inside him.

In this chaotic night, he was fished out of the cold darkness and brought a hint of warmth.

Yan Yu lowered his eyes, his eyes seemed to fall on her, but it seemed to be nothing.

He pulled Chu Zheng up with force in his hand, hugged her tightly, rested her chin between her neck, and his lips pressed against the arteries around her neck.

Yan Hui had an impulse at this time.

I wanted to tell her everything that was pressed on him.

But he didn't, he suppressed his impulse.

"Let me hold it for a while."

Chu Zheng patted his back lightly.

The two people embrace each other on the window.

Yan Yu received a call from his assistant midway and said that the test result was released.

He let go of Chu Zheng and pressed his forehead against her: "I'll be back later."

"Kiss."

Yan Yu was not in a good mood, but Chu Zheng still kissed her after asking.

After Yan Yu left, Chu Zheng went out to find Wan Xiaoxiao.

From the family of Wan Xiaoxiao, the victim, I learned a little news, and from the words around me, I pieced together the keywords "The Scarecrow's Serial Case Ten Years ago".

Chu Zheng immediately searched the Internet for cases from ten years ago.
Chapter completed!