Seeing Chen Fan examining the wound of the body, she curled her lips and watched the fun while saying, "This guy actually has nothing to check. He was killed with a knife. The cause of death is obvious, and there is nothing to doubt."

"Didn't you say you can read a person's memory? Then tell me, what is the person who killed him? Whose name is, what do you do?"

"If I tell you that this dead man doesn't know who he is, do you believe?"

"letter."

"That's good."

She said, holding the clip and turning around, "However, I have seen the appearance of that person, you can refer to it."

At this time, Chen Fan realized that Zhao Hailun was holding a pencil in her hand. She was drawing, not writing.

Chen Fan walked behind the woman and looked at the few pieces of paper on the clip.

This woman obviously has a deep artistic foundation and is very professional in drawing. Although she is still in the same outline, she is already a bit lifelike.

This is a man, who is about thirties, not tall, has a long face, has a long eyebrows, and looks like an old monkey.

"Here, that's probably the case."

The woman said.

"I can't tell the real person from the portrait. Can you allow me to have a moment?"

"Get out."

The woman obviously knew that Chen Fan's so-called "mind reading technique" was not serious, so she gave her a blank look, "If I could let me dissect you, I could consider asking you to give it a try, otherwise, there would be no talk."

Chen Fan scratched his face, "I'm telling you serious."

"So too."

Chen Fan felt that this woman was a little difficult to deal with, so he rode on the chair, "I think you may have misunderstandings about my skills. In fact, mind reading is similar to hypnosis. If the other party is weak in will, you can read the other party's skills."

"Is that why you want to sleep with me?"

The woman had a tough style and snorted coldly, "I'm waiting for you here because I think you are an amazing person. If you are trying to take advantage of it, I think you can get out."

"It's not OK to kiss me?"

"snort."

When the woman turned her hands, she didn't have a scalpel, "If you move your mouth, you cut your tongue, and if you touch it, you cut your hand, if you..."

The woman's scalpel was facing Chen Fan's body, but her face turned a little red.

"Get it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Chen Fan coughed dryly and took the portrait in her hand, "I have a dishonest confusion."

"explain."

"How did you read other people's memories?"

"I said, this is talent."

"I know it's talent, but what I want to know is how to operate it."

Chen Fan gestured with his hands.

"I don't want to tell you, okay?"

"OK."

Chen Fan liked her free and easy life a little. He smiled and raised his hand to salute, "Let's go."

"Oh, by the way."

Just when Chen Fan was about to go out, he turned around and looked back, pointed to the woman's direction as if he wanted to say something, thinking, and laughed again, "You are so beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"

The woman was stunned for the first time, then she twisted her mouth and said coldly, "Yes."

"I'll just ask."

Chen Fan waved his hand and left.

The woman picked up an apple from the table, whispered and took a bite.

"What a pity that such a beautiful girl actually has a master."

Chen Fan muttered in his heart, thinking about it, and took out the painting again, and he was thinking about a question.

There are actually ways to communicate with dead people, but Chen Fan has never heard of anyone who can read the memory of the dead. This is too mysterious. A human brain is not a mobile hard drive with a USB interface. How do you read the things inside? Could it be that you have to pull your head off and put it on your neck to read it? It sounds like a terrible thing.

Moreover, this woman looks so much like the one in the movie. She is simply carved from the same mold, and even her expressions and movements are very similar. After all, Chen Fan has an unusual memory. If an ordinary person is definitely not as confident as him.

"There are more and more weird people now."

When Chen Fan got in the car, the undercover agent of the Investigation Bureau was gone. Maybe Chen Fan was so embarrassed to continue the mission after he was squeezed. Chen Fan didn't care much, so he put the paper aside when he got in the car.

“Buzz…”

"Hey? Who?"

"Old...boss..."

A stuttering voice, "That...that...that murderer, I found it..."

"who is he?"

"He, his name is Wang... Wang... Wang Wei... There is a butcher shop in Huaxing Market, who kills and kills pigs... His family lives in Xinghua Community."

"Isn't Xinghua Community going to be demolished?"

"Yes, just he didn't leave, nail... nail house..."

Chen Fan really didn't expect that this person was really capable and gave him the result so quickly. He was overjoyed, "Do you have a photo of him?"

"Yes, I, I'm on your phone."

"good."

"bite--"

With a reminder, Chen Fan turned on his phone, circled around in circles, and after a long time, a photo appeared.

A man, in his thirties, was wearing a black jacket and jeans, and was standing next to the monkey cage in the zoo with a little boy in his arms. The child was not a little big and was smiling at the camera. The man was also smiling, but there was an indelible layer of gloom on his face, as if he was having something to worry about!

When Chen Fan saw the man in the photo, he compared the portrait Zhao Hailun gave him again. After a little comparison, he was shocked and sweated!

These two are obviously one person!

At this moment, he was a little bit self-blame. He was blaming himself for his arrogance. He subconsciously didn't believe that Zhao Hailun could have such ability, so he curled his lips and looked disbelief. But at this moment, he was slapped in the face by facts. Chen Fan was very smart and saw a lot of things thoroughly. After a long time, he always subconsciously thought that he was right. This was a mistake that everyone would make. It was no big deal, but at this moment, he felt that his confidence was so ridiculous!

"No wonder she was noticed by the people from the Bureau of Investigation. She looks really talented. No, she has to talk to her and get this skill no matter what she says!"

Chen Fan thought to himself that he went straight to the market with a kick.

I found the butcher shop, and the butcher shop has been closed. After asking about the owners nearby, they all shook their heads and said that this person hasn't come out for several days recently.

Chen Fan calculated the days and felt that time was right. He didn't even want to get in the car. He drove over to an additional place called Xinghua Community according to the address given by the private detective.

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