Hao is not an exaggeration. Even though Fu Yi Chuanyun and Tianlang were knowledgeable, he was almost scared to death by the two men in the back seat. He could hardly believe his eyes. Last week, Chu Xingyun, who was clamoring in front of him to adopt a child first and become a father, was flirting with He Cheng at this moment.

Yes, they are flirting.

In the closed carriage, Fu Yi thought it was hard not to behave inappropriately and not to listen to it. He saw He Cheng attaching to Chu Xingyun’s ear and biting his ears in the rearview mirror. Chu Xingyun pushed his shoulder with a embarrassed look, his face almost turned red and he had not pushed He Cheng away because He Cheng held his waist hard and refused to let go.

He was only concerned about surprise and did not notice that the red light was on at the intersection ahead, and almost hit the butt of a Porsche in front.

The car suddenly bumped, and the two of them who were unstable in the center of gravity rushed forward. Chu Xingyun took the opportunity to push He Cheng's hand away, quickly pulled down the hem of his t-shirt that was messed up by him, and raised his index finger with a serious look on his face to warn him: "Don't make trouble."

He Cheng did not make trouble anymore. He knew very well where Chu Xingyun's bottom line was. He had to stabilize before the situation was completely stabilized.

He Cheng instantly returned to his pretentious look, as if nothing had happened, and then took out his cell phone and called Xiao Shu, asking him to prepare the documents and information.

Chu Xingyun listened to him talking on the phone with his ears. When he hung up, he asked, "You haven't told me yet, what's the clue?"

He Cheng said: "You will know later."

The clue he mentioned was a design drawing of the rose manor. The first person to build a garden villa on Ludan Mountain to hide his charm was Zou Yuheng. When he was about to start construction and started landing, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and used the money to build two more villas to buy the construction rights of the rose manor. This matter was only circulated among He Cheng, Zou Yuheng, Jiang Zhaonan, Qin Xiao, and several young masters. Because everyone knows each other's temperament, they do a good job in confidentiality.

It was not He Cheng who revealed to him that Chu Xingyun still thought that the ownership of Rose Manor belonged to Zou Yuheng. This book was not important. What mattered was that the original owner of Rose Manor was Zou Yuheng, but Jiang Zhaonan intercepted him. Jiang Zhaonan had no money. He was the least favored in the family. Even the money for buying land was hidden from the elders in the family to sell the property in exchange for it. He Cheng also said that shortly after Jiang Zhaonan sold two villas, he injured his right leg, two steel plates and four steel nails were injected into it, and he hid in the Green Garden Villa like a deported dog to recuperate.

Chu Xingyun was not interested in the gossip between these powerful and noble princes. He just wanted to know what the mystery was in the drawings He Cheng gave him.

He Cheng said, "Drawings are not mystery, time is mystery."

The Swan City Company is still in operation, and Xiao Shu helped him take care of everything in an orderly manner. When He Cheng led two criminal police into the Ark Building, He Cheng saw the staff who were seeking life under him again. He looked at him with joy and secretly compassionate eyes, as if in their eyes, he was already in prison and was unable to end his crime.

With this kind of gaze, He Cheng led Chu Xingyun and Fu Yi into his office. Xiao Shu had already prepared the documents and was waiting for them.

The president's office is very large, divided into two rooms inside and outside. The outer room is used for meeting guests and the inner room is used for office work. Chu Xingyun took the drawings handed over by Xiao Shu, sat down on a group of reception sofas in the outer room, opened it and browsed it quickly: "When?"

“The time when the Rose Manor was built.”

He Cheng winked Xiao Shu, and Xiao Shu took out another document from the filing cabinet and placed it on the low table in front of Chu Xingyun, saying, "These are all missing people in Yinjiang City from April 2013 to September 8, 2014."

One is information about the missing persons, the other is construction drawings, and two documents without any connection are placed together. Chu Xingyun tried to find the point of fit between the two, and looked at the documents and asked: "What are you doing for collecting these information?"

He Cheng said: "For today."

After saying that, he sat down opposite him, pointing his index finger in the upper right corner of the drawing: "Look at the time."

“April 18, 2013?”

Chu Xingyun was slightly stunned, then quickly flipped through the information of the missing person, found the missing woman in her twenties in recent years, and found that the first missing woman and whose whereabouts were unknown was April 3, which was only 15 days apart from the drawing planning time.

He seemed to be inspired to arrange the file tables of missing women by time, put the design drawings of Rose Manor at the end of time, and was surprised to find that this was a complete timeline. The construction of Rose Manor began on April 18, 2013 and was completed on August 25, 2014. If you follow these two time points, it will be April 3, 2013, when the first woman disappeared, and August 1, 2014, when the last woman disappeared.

The disappearance of women begins with the construction of the Rose Manor and ends with the fall of the Rose Manor. All time points seem to be transformed into a circle, connected front and back like a snake biting its tail, closely arranged.

Chu Xingyun didn't need guidance. He was good at association. When He Cheng provided him with clues, even if he was messy and had no connection, he could break through layers of barriers and find a shortcut to pass the level in the maze. At this time, he was thinking and exploring in his maze. After hitting a wall on all sides, he finally found a road to the exit. Before he could be surprised, he found that the road ahead was blocked.

"Time doesn't match."

He picked out the first missing woman's file and pointed to the date and said, "Before construction starts."

He Cheng was much calmer and calmer than him at this time. He sat upright on the sofa and had the leisure to ask Xiao Shu to hold two cups of coffee. When he got the coffee, he said: "Maybe this is why he bought the rose manor."

Chu Xingyun straightened his waist from the low table, frowned, and looked at him calmly: "What do you mean?"

He Cheng held the coffee chassis in his left hand, picked up the silver spoon in his right hand and stirred it in the cup for a moment. Then the silver spoon in his hand gently hit the wall of the cup, making two crisp sounds: "There is a ghost."

Chu Xingyun seemed to be able to understand his words, and seemed to be even more confused, and asked again: "What the hell."

He Cheng bent down slightly, freed up his hand to push the first missing woman's file in front of him, raised his eyes with a gloomy amber light and looked at him, and said, "She is a ghost."

Chu Xingyun followed his guidance and saw a pretty face with a baby fat. His eyes printed with lead ink were pitch black and dull. At this moment, these eyes were looking at him. He seemed to be able to see the coldness and thick breath of death in the black and white photos made of white paper and lead.

As if facing a dead person, Chu Xingyun's back felt cold on his back. The chill rushed from his spine to his head, making him stiff and cold all over, and even a trace of air conditioning was coming out of the cracks of his bones. "Are you saying that this missing woman dead?"

He Cheng handed him the warm coffee in his hand, and waited for him to catch it before he pulled a tissue to wipe his fingers slowly, saying, "The following statements are just speculations, I am not responsible."

Chu Xingyun took a sip of bitter coffee and let out a breath: "Say."

Fu Yi walked to Chu Xingyun silently and sat down, wanting to listen carefully to what He Cheng could say.

He Cheng smiled and said to Chu Xingyun: "You'd better record or record it. This is my confession. If Jiang Zhaonan is really arrested, I will not go to the police station to cooperate with you in making confessions."

Fu Yi didn't say anything, took out a carry-on recorder and put it on a conspicuous position on the desktop: "It's time to start."

So, He Cheng said: "I just mentioned the mask. The mask was given to me by Jiang Zhaonan. It was March 2013. The reason was to invite me to join a club. At that time, I didn't have deep friendship with him. Besides, he had no assets and no real power. I didn't want to be tied to him, so I refused him and never asked about his "club" related matters. In mid-April of the same year, Zou Yuheng wanted to build a villa in Ludan Mountain. We all know the purpose of it, otherwise he would not hide his knowledge of the villa in a remote place in the suburbs of mountains. However, after hearing this, Jiang Zhaonan must seize the land. The two police officers

Official, that place is not a Feng Shui treasure land, and it will not be able to appreciate in the short term. Zou Yuheng is the only son of the family. He has strong financial resources and some are capital squandering. Compared with him, Jiang Zhaonan is simply a dilapidated house and has no capital squandering. However, Jiang Zhaonan privately sold the property at home and bought the construction rights of the rose manor from Zou Yuheng at three times the price. Don’t you think his eating habits are a bit ugly, a little embarrassed, and a little too hasty? Later, he got the construction rights of the rose manor, and asked the designer to modify the drawings and dug a large cellar on the first floor, saying that it was used as a wine cellar, right here."

He Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the large bedroom on the first floor of the floor in the floor plan and said, "Who would hit the wine cellar here in the master bedroom? I asked the designer of that year that Jiang Zhaonan only changed this place. After the villa was up, the workers could only work during the day and had to leave at night. No one could enter the master bedroom on the first floor, so the progress was very slow. It was not until more than a year later that the entire villa was renovated, and Jiang Zhaonan sealed the wine cellar in the master bedroom, and it was filled with cement and completely sealed."

After saying that, he gently tapped the drawing with his index finger and said warmly: "What do you think is buried here?"

Chu Xingyun held the cup of coffee. After hearing what he said, his stomach was stirring and surging as if it was filled with cement, as if he could smell the smell of bloody metal.

Seeing that his face became increasingly ugly, He Cheng felt a little reluctant, but he still helped him tell the conclusion: "If I were Jiang Zhaonan, I killed a woman and kept her in the remote suburbs. However, the body might be dug out of the soil by the builder. I could only seize the ground where the corpse was buried. However, unexpectedly, I got a perfect place to hide the body. Breaking ground would not cause any doubt. I could even enter and exit freely with great fanfare. I could build a tomb - constantly creating souls."

His inference was too terrifying, and Fu Yi couldn't help but feel palpitations, his hands and feet were cold, as if it was not He Cheng, but Jiang Zhaonan himself, the big boy with dark and soft eyebrows and smiles on his face.

Fu Yi asked: "You mean, all these missing women were dead and buried in the wine cellar? What does that have to do with Duke Butterfly? The four dead people killed by Duke Butterfly were thrown away in the center of the city, and their bodies were not hidden."

The moment when He Cheng turned his eyes to look at him, Fu Yitang saw Jiang Zhaonan's shadow on his face, his dark eyebrows and eyes, the corners of his lips that were red with a rising twitching, and the seemingly gentle but actually cold gaze, Jiang Zhaonan's face flashed across He Cheng's face, making people tell whether He Cheng was involved in the play or whether the souls of these two people were one.

"Have you ever seen Jiang Zhaonan?"

He Cheng bent his lips, his eyes gradually dissipated, as if he was trapped in some kind of delirium, his eyes were covered with blurred illusions, wandering in the boundary between the entangled reality and the hallucination, and telling a story: "He seems to be cheerful outside, but in fact he is indifferent. His appearance is as empty as his heart. He is like a walking corpse whose senses and taste buds are taken away. No low stimulation can awaken his desires. He needs the strongest and most violent stimulation. Only drinking blood and eating meat can hurt his numb, frozen heart, but he will never

He was able to be satisfied in the devil's feast. At first he was addicted to the pleasure of destroying other people's lives. Later, he gradually lost himself in this pleasure. He lay in the blood and slept, but he never calmed down. The increasingly manic soul wanted to break through his body and seek relief, but he was addicted to the desire of fresh food and life. He wanted to be tied to the cross and hanged, and he also wanted to sit in the audience to watch the soul flying on the cross. He understood that he had a sick illness, and he had no medicine for medicine.

When seeking medical treatment and redeem himself, he sealed the wine cellar not only to hide his sins, but he wanted to seal the demons in his body, but the demon's ghost was always entangled in him and followed him like a shadow. He became a demon's puppet, so he tried to send a signal to the outside world. The four dead people who were discarded in the center of Yinjiang were his signals. He was showing off his power and seeking self-destruction. He was very conflicted and did not know whether he should live or die, so he wanted to hand over his right to judge--

It's wonderful. A person can be so distorted and divided. He wants to save himself and destroy himself. Or for him, he doesn't need redemption. He only needs a ritual death, the cruelest and bloodiest ritual of death. He kills people for death, he burys alive for death, he throws his body for death, he also wants to die, everything he does is for death, he is born for death! He longs to be split into his body and releases the devil in his body, and longs to embrace his confused and helpless soul before his spirit witheres——”

With a 'Pang!', the cup in Chu Xingyun's hand almost hit the table, and the coffee scattered on the table, and the remaining drops dripped down the corner of the table and the floor.

Chu Xingyun shouted sternly: "He Cheng!"

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Chapter completed!