After Mrs. Xiong left, Lin Manman said with a smile on his face: "How did you meet Mrs. Xiong?"

Lin Yinuo walked slowly to the taxi, and his tone was light: "I'm here to deliver soup medicine to Xiong Xiao, and it just so happens that Mrs. Xiong is here." ”

"Hey, why are you still taking a taxi?" Lin Man stretched out his hand to stop her, "Take Dad's car home, let's discuss the needs of the banquet in a few days......"

Lin Yinuo frowned slightly, and interrupted: "No, I still have something to do, so I'm not in a hurry to go back." ”

"Something?"

Lin Manben was not pleased with Lin Yinuo's attitude, but suddenly remembered Yao Shuo's phone call last night, and immediately smiled and said: "Yes, yes, yes, I almost forgot, you do have something, I'll let the driver send you over, right?"

Lin Yinuo had something in his heart, he didn't notice the change in Lin Man's attitude, shook his head and said, "No." ”

**

Wenjia.

In a large room on the second floor, the doors and windows are closed, the blackout curtains are drawn, and only a bright and dazzling lamp is left in the whole room, shining directly on the whiteboard plastered with photos and black letters.

The whiteboards are custom-made and cover half of the wall.

Because many people suspect that the two murders in Haicheng and the serial murder case three years ago were committed by the same murderer, Mingzhuo spent an hour sorting out all the current clues and facts of the case.

"Three years ago, there were many suspects in this case, and there was indeed no one with the biggest suspicions. ”

On the laptop screen facing the whiteboard was Luan Yiming's handsome face, and he held up his fork and forgot to eat the few left-over pasta, "But you can't just rule out those people." ”

On the whiteboard, not long ago in the Haicheng murder case, the suspect Mingzhuo wrote the word Lin Man, and in the murder case three years ago, the suspect Mingzhuo only put a question mark.

Mingzhuo, who was sitting in the gaming chair, casually turned the marker on his fingertips, did not look back, and said in a casual tone, "Those people have no motive for committing crimes. ”

Luan Yiming snorted: "I know, but there are a few that are quite eligible, but that is a psychological portrait written by yourself, have you forgotten?"

"Male, between 20 and 25 years old, about 178 to 183 cm tall, weighing 65 kg to 70 kg, good family background, not low education and medical education, living in Haicheng for more than ten years, paranoid and lack of love, extremely bloodthirsty, and mental illness. ”

Ming Zhuo was a little lost after finishing the list one by one, this murderer was too cunning, and there was almost nothing useful left at the scene except for corpses and blood.

After listening to the idea of resting to eat, Luan Yiming reached out and pushed open the lunch box, stared at the whiteboard for a long time, and said, "Maybe you can start with the last girl, I don't think the murderer will sew her mouth for no reason." ”

Mingzhuo didn't move, only lightly threw out two words, "Vendetta." ”

Luan Yiming said in disbelief: "It's all vendetta?"

No way.

The first two look like random killings, with no traces of revenge at all, and more like a crazy love of blood.

Mingzhuo pointed out the key, and his tone remained unchanged, "Xu Yan died easily. ”

Suffocating to death is ten thousand times more comfortable than bleeding to death.

Luan Yiming suddenly realized, "So the key is Xu Yan, then ......what do you find in Pingcheng?"

"Knock-"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Luan Yiming's words.

Mingzhuo remained motionless and asked, "What's the matter?"

The place where he was sitting was some distance from the door, so Aunt Li's words were a little vague, "Young master, there is a girl surnamed Lin looking for you at the door." ”

The cautery is fast.

was so fast that Luan Yiming didn't react, and the computer instantly turned into a desktop, and the memory in his mind was still stuck in his sentence 'what's the matter'.

.

See and forget friends.

**

Living room.

Lin Yinuo sat on the sofa and looked at the mobile phone that turned off automatically depressedly, and suddenly there was the sound of footsteps hurrying downstairs in his ears.

Look back.

The young man in white T and black pants walked with the wind, and stood at the top of the stairs in the blink of an eye, smiling at her shallowly, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

He has a noble and detached temperament, and Rao is not very rude in his standing posture, but he also looks pleasing to the eye.

Lin Yinuo got up and joked, "What's the matter, I'm not welcome to come over?"

Mingzhuo smiled helplessly, turned his head and said to Aunt Li, who was taking a few steps slowly, "In the future, Miss Lin will come over and let her go to my room directly." ”

Aunt Li looked at Lin Yinuo in surprise, this master is the grandson of the Wen family on the surface, but in fact he is a distinguished guest invited by the Wen family with a lot of money, he is cold and indifferent to everyone on weekdays, and it is the first time she has seen him so attentive to others.

Sure enough, it looked delicious, and nodded and said, "Understood." ”

Aunt Li knew the current affairs and quickly flashed people.

Lin Yinuo slowly swayed to Mingzhuo's side behind his hands, raised his head, and whispered, "I want to talk to you about the case." ”

Since she confirmed that Mingzhuo was L, she trusted him from the bottom of her heart, after all, they were married.

The two were close, and the tip of his nose lingered with the light fragrance of the shampoo on her body, as well as the fragrance of osmanthus that was so rich that it was comparable to perfume, and he really liked osmanthus so much.

His eyelids drooped, his dark eyes stared at her, and a faint smile on the corner of his lips, looking pampered and flirtatious, "You can talk about anything you want." ”

Lin Yinuo blinked: I felt that Mao had something to say.

**

After entering the house, Lin Yinuo was attracted by the whiteboard embedded in the middle of the wall at first sight.

"This is specially created by the Wen family?"

Mingzhuo nodded, "Well, I just made it today, are you used to this kind of brightness?"

The fingers placed on the switch have distinct joints and are exquisite.

As soon as she said she didn't like it, he immediately pressed the switch of the chandelier above his head.

"I think it's very good, it's suitable for secret talks, by the way, how much information do you have from three years ago?" Lin Yinuo leaned close to the whiteboard to look at the case analysis on it.

Mingzhuo put his hand down and picked up a stack of A4 papers on the desk, and walked to Lin Yinuo: "This is all." ”

After thanking her, she took the information with her forearm, stood directly in place and flipped through it, and then her hair slipped a few locks because of the hanging head, hooked on her chin, adding gentleness.

Mingzhuo thoughtfully moved the gaming chair behind her, held her shoulders and asked her to sit down, "Aren't you tired of standing?"

She shook her head, her tone soft, "You won't feel tired when you look at things." ”

Mingzhuo's heart softened, he smiled lightly, and the breeze was clear, "Look slowly, I'll ask Aunt Li to send some fruit snacks." ”

She responded perfunctorily.

The murderer of the serial murder three years ago was too cruel, so the little uncle did not agree with her meddling in this matter, and Haicheng Fu Ye and the police chief ordered at the same time, so naturally no one dared to transfer the information to her privately.

Fortunately, the information in Mingzhuo's hand was extremely detailed, roughly down to the time and place, eyewitness testimony, detailed photos of the crime scene, and forensic identification reports.

I think the information in my uncle's hand should be no different from this one.

Outside the door.

Mingzhuo leaned on the railing and made a phone call, his tone indifferent, "Didn't get the approval?"

Qin Xinghui said: "The secretary who my father asked personally said that this document has not been submitted yet. ”

After a moment of silence, Mingzhuo said, "What about the Lin family?"

"Lin Man has always been meticulous, and he can't find anything wrong at present, but some information shows that he went to Haicheng half a month ago. What exactly was done will have to wait for further investigation. Qin Xinghui said.

After hanging up the phone, Mingzhuo dialed Luan Yiming, and the answer was very fast, "What's the matter?

Xu Jing's medical records were sent. "Mingzhuo's words are concise and to the point.

After Luan Yiming's operation, he asked, "Isn't the key to Xu Yan? What do you want Xu Jing's information for? And I've read her information, there's no problem... No, I remember her attending physician saying that she had signs of sobriety later on. ”

**

Mingzhuo came in with a fruit plate, and Aunt Li behind him closed the door and left after putting down the tea and eating.

"Eat something. ”

He took two steps forward and placed the fruit bowl in her hand, his voice soft.

Lin Yinuo had finished reading the information, and was studying the things on the whiteboard, and he didn't look back when he heard the sound, and asked, "Do you suspect that Lin Man is the murderer of the two murders in Haicheng?"

"Nope. ”

Mingzhuo slowly picked up a piece of apple and handed it to her mouth, saying, "He is just the manipulator behind the 826 Xu Jing case. ”

“82......”

Lin Yinuo turned her head and picked up a piece of cool and sweet apple on the corner of her mouth, she was used to this kind of care, so she didn't feel inappropriate, took a light bite of the apple, chewed it twice, and continued: "What do you mean by the manipulator behind the scenes?"