Obviously, Yan Bai's subconscious words made Ji Baimo very happy, he turned the cup in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Yan Bai was fed by Ji Baimo because her mouth was fed, especially things like dessert cakes, after eating Ji Baimo's cooking, she was no longer used to eating anything else, she directly pushed the cake aside, gave up in disgust, and then bit the straw and drank the mango juice in the cup, raised her eyes to look at Ji Baimo, and said.

"You should have something to do with me today. ”

"You have so little conscience, can't I not come to you because I miss you? Ji Baimo smiled, the corners of his lips were still raising that seductive smile, he reached out and took the mango juice in Yan Bai's hand, lifted it, and shook it gently under the light, the pale yellow mango juice in the transparent glass showed a little transparency, but some of the flesh slowly sank to the bottom of the cup.

"I love you so much, can't you see it. ”

Ji Baimo put down the cup in his hand and moved it back to Yan Bai's face, his crow-colored eyelashes drooping, completely covering all the emotions in his eyes.

"Hmm......" Yan Bai took a few more sips of juice, looked at Ji Baimo in front of him with a smile, spread his hands, and spoke.

"I can't see it. ”

Ji Baimo was not surprised when he heard Yan Bai's words, he just reached out and put down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then took out his mobile phone to show Yan Bai.

"I'll show you something interesting. ”

Yan Bai took the mobile phone in Ji Baimo's hand, this is a few pictures in the gallery, the pictures were probably taken with a professional camera, very clear, therefore, all the details are also visible.

These photos are full of blood, because the photos are all corpses, some men and some women, the appearance of death looks terrifying and hideous, eyes wide, pupils constricted, as if they saw the existence of some fear, and most of their deaths are roughly the same, a certain part of the body has been cut off, as if this murderer has a habit of collecting, anyway, none of the corpses are intact.

Yan Bai looked at the photo on the phone intently, squinted his eyes, looked at it all over and over again, and finally enlarged the photo in a certain part, this is a piece of skin, and there is a pattern engraved on the skin with some sharp weapon, a red poppy, extremely charming, as if announcing his identity to everyone.

This is the serial killer poppy.

"What's going on, the host is great, you obviously haven't done anything recently, how come these corpses have your mark on them!! could it be that Ji Baimo killed people and piled up all the crimes on you?" 114 watched from the side and was dumbfounded, it has always been by the side of the host Dada, how can I not know that the host Da has done these things, and these people and the host Da don't know each other, she will not kill people for no reason, think about it, Ji Baimo has these photos now, so...... That's probably the only possibility, right?

"It's an interesting thing indeed. Yan Bai pressed the phone out, moved the phone from the table to Ji Baimo's face, indifferent, without the slightest nervousness, smiled sweetly at Ji Baimo, and his eyes were dark.

Not...... There is a poppy serial killer......