"None of them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fang Qing said.

Jian Yao was stunned and looked at Bo Jin Yan, but his expression was indifferent and silent.

At this time, Fang Qing didn't say much, but said, "Jian Yao, the family of the deceased Fu Wei has rushed over, and his mood is very unstable. You're a criminal psychologist and a woman, can you come over and help us calm it down? ”

Jian Yao immediately said yes, hung up the phone, and Bo Jin Yan nodded at her. Jian Yao thought for a while, and then said, "You stay alone, don't run around." ”

Bo Jinyan smiled very indifferently and pointed to his cheek. Jian Yao stood on tiptoe and kissed him before he replied, "Okay." But I never run around. ”

Jian Yao: "......" Okay, whatever.

Jian Yao quickly went out to take a taxi and left, and Bo Jinyan slowly walked upstairs alone. The starry sky is clear tonight, and the weather is cool. He walked up to the second floor and looked up at the courtyard. It was almost blocked by a tree, and there was no clue in sight.

Under normal circumstances, Bo Jinyan listens to Jian Yao's words very much. After returning to the room, close the doors and windows, and sit on the bed alone, in a daze.

And his brain was running at high speed.

A deformed family of polygamy, long-term repression and resentment.

Hubris, possession, collecting fetish? Relatively weak and easy to control objects, money and status bring about inflation.

……

Fu Wei ...... It's a little, he played with Miss and talked about online dating in college. ”

"I've saved up annual leave...... also said that he might have an affair. ”

"He also left me a QQ number, and the sweeping aunt and other waiters laughed at me at that time."

……

The body was slashed more than 40 times, and the knives were to the bone. The face was also chopped up, and it was crazy.

Calm and angry, restrained and crazy, stemming from the extreme mental distortion after a long period of repression.

……

Fresh scars on the face of the sweeping aunt.

Zhang Jufang raised her broom and beat it hard.

A silent, dead well-like courtyard. The servants were relatively silent.

Zhao Xia stood by the fish pond and said, "The boss won't come to my room tonight. Rest assured, he won't hit you again. ”

……

"Oh." Bo Jinyan raised his head, got out of bed barefoot, walked to the window, and picked up the telescope that Fang Qing had left here.

The courtyard was quiet, and the lights were out again.

He looked at it for a while, moved the telescope, and landed in another place.

Kitchen.

The kitchen of the inn is shared with the courtyard of the Yao family. It was close to 12 o'clock, and the lights had been turned off early. It's a big single-family house, behind the inn.

Bo Jinyan felt that the blood in his body was boiling slightly. Every time he gets close to the truth, he feels this way. He took out something from his bag, and it was also from Fang Qing—a bottle of luminous ammonia.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he was stunned. Because outside the kitchen room, there was a faint black shadow flashing. He immediately picked up the binoculars, only to see that there was no one there. Bo Jinyan quickly remembered that today, the police called the Yao family "disinfection", but in fact they took fingerprints. That person has a sharp mind and a sense of anti-investigation, and maybe he has been alarmed and will take action.

Bo Jinyan immediately ran downstairs quickly.

Soon it was outside the kitchen. It was pitch black inside, and I could only see the outline of the table. A faint moonlight shone brightly. And there are only a few quiet trees around.

Bo Jinyan looked around again, but did not see anyone. Maybe someone just passed by.

He pushed the door, but it was unlocked, just a deadbolt. Bo Jinyan entered sideways, covering up the void.

Looking up, there is a space of more than 20 square meters, large long tables, cupboards, and sinks, neat and ordinary. Bo Jinyan's gaze first fell on the side of the sink, where there were two large knife holders, and more than a dozen knives were placed. There are kitchen knives, fruit knives, and bone chopping knives. Looking up further, there are several thick overalls hanging from the wall. It should have been taken from the Yao family factory for the cooks to wear.

Bo Jinyan picked up the luminous ammonia, chose some details very carefully, and sprayed it.

After a few seconds of silence, Bo Jinyan raised his head and smiled.

――

Fu Wei's father's name is Fu Dafan, and he is in his fifties. This time he came alone, because his wife had been paralyzed in bed for many years and couldn't bring it with him. In this way, he settled his family and came over, and it had been a few days since his son's death.

He worked as a technician at a local factory all his life. At this moment, he was wearing a half-worn coat, trousers, and old leather shoes, sitting in the reception room of the criminal police team, his eyes were red, hideous and haggard.

When Jian Yao saw the appearance of this old father, she also felt sad. Although the gentle words are comforting, who can really empathize and soothe the pain of losing a child in old age?

Fu Dafan's hands went deep into his hair, just now he finally saw his son's body, and now he was still trembling slightly. He couldn't figure it out, how could his son say that it was gone?

The child he brought up with hard work, the naughty and intelligent son who made him proud and made him miss. He knew that his son was not obedient enough. Although the economic conditions of the family are average, he has never treated him badly since he was a child, and even spoils his children more than others.

When my son grows up, he doesn't kiss his parents very much. After I went to college, I rarely came back during the winter and summer vacations, and I made fewer phone calls, except for living expenses. After work, every time he called, he couldn't talk for long. But that is also the child he loves deeply, the only flesh and blood in this world. can know that as long as he can be happy, his parents are willing to exchange everything.

But he died, a miserable and painful death, and only a pile of flesh and bones remained, which was returned to his parents.

Fu Dafan's tears fell down in big drops.

Jian Yao said softly, "Uncle, take care of your body. We're going to catch the killer. ”

Fu Dafan let out a howl of bitter cry and looked up at her fiercely: "Murderer? I heard that the murderer was a psychopath, and I heard them all talk about it, and everyone on the street said it. But you police, how can you let the mentally ill come out and kill people? Why haven't you even caught a mental illness? Why! ”

He pounced all of a sudden, and Jian Yao subconsciously took two steps back. The two detectives next to him immediately stopped and hugged the emotional father. Jian Yao's face was a little pale and a little uncomfortable. The torture warned her to avoid it first, and she glanced at Fu Dafan, who was in pain and despair, and turned to leave.

At night, the trees are silent and the wind stops.

Jian Yao stood in the corridor of the police station, looking at the silent mountains and cities.

She thought of her father again, though she could barely remember his face now.

At that time, I was still five or six years old, and I only vaguely remember my father's powerful arms, silver glowing police badge, and straight police uniform. He hugged her and laughed, he often came home late at night or even early in the morning, sweaty, and did not forget to walk to her and her sister's bedside, bow his head and kiss. Sometimes she would be woken up and reach out to "Daddy", and then she would see the resolute man, smiling gently.

Jian Yao's eyes were wet all of a sudden.

Blood all over the floor, broken corpses, and painful moans flashed before her eyes like a flashing light. Finally, his father told him in a low voice: "Jian Yao, Dad has a task for you - hide inside with your sister, don't come out, don't make a sound." ”

……

There may be impermanence in the world, and there will always be crimes in the world.

There must always be someone who stays on the edge of the ordinary world.

Father is, Jin Yan is. She, too.

Jian Yao lowered her head, took out her mobile phone, and called Bo Jinyan.

It only rang once, and it was picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hello, dear." Bo Jinyan's voice was very low.

Jian Yao was stunned, and the corners of her mouth curled. Whenever he is excited, he can't help but call her "dear", does that mean that the case is already in sight?

Sure enough, Bo Jin Yan smiled lightly: "Guess what, your husband found something." ”

This man...... Since getting the certificate, although it is still not romantic enough, in the details of speech and behavior, I always like to call myself married from time to time. Especially with Fu Ziyu and An Yan, suddenly he would say lightly: "I'm already married." This kind of thing shouldn't be asked to me, but to Mrs. Bo. Fu Ziyu and An Yan: "......" people just want to ask him where he is going to eat at night, is it necessary to act like a chaste martyr man immediately......

……

Jian Yao smiled and asked, "Then what did Mr. Bo find?" If Jian Yao knew what kind of danger Bo Jinyan was about to face next, she would definitely not be able to laugh.

What Bo Jinyan saw was a dark world with a faint fluorescence.

Outside the window, the wind blows the trees, and it is gloomy. The kitchen was even darker like a ghost. There are only two places that emit a faint light.

The use of luminous ammonia must be very cautious, because after encountering a chemical reaction in the blood, it will also affect the subsequent testing of blood components. So Bo Jinyan only chose one place.

In one place, it's a knife. A boning knife inserted into a knife holder.

Of course, the cooks also cut the bones and meat in the kitchen, and the blades were stained with blood. Even after the animal's blood is washed, it will leave a residue and react when it encounters luminous ammonia. But chopping bones and cutting meat is not slaughtering, Bo Jinyan believes that no cook's knife will be like the one he saw, the entire blade and edges are all scattered with a little fluorescence. Even the wooden handle is covered in fluorescent blue.

Like, once soaked in blood. The knife bearer later took off his hand, and the whole knife was stained with blood spurting from the major arteries before he pulled it out again.

He sprayed half of the blade, leaving the other side for the forensics.

Although the luminous ammonia results are not direct evidence, further assurances are sufficient. But Bo Jinyan can almost conclude that this is it!

Bo Jinyan stared at it quietly for a long time.

On the other hand, there are a few overalls hanging next to it.

There is almost only a little sporadic fluorescence, probably accidentally splashed while working in the kitchen. There was only one piece of clothing, a whole piece on the chest, all blue, and the shape was terrible. That blood is soaked too deep and too deep to be washed away.

"Oh." Bo Jinyan sighed softly.

“…… Why are you in the kitchen? Jian Yao asked over there.

Bo Jinyan replied: "Because I think the murderer is here."

There can be no mistake with my portrait, the murderer is in that established range. Sherlock Holmes said: Eliminate all impossible answers, and the remaining result, even if it is inconceivable, is the truth of the truth. So, the others are not, and the rest, it must be.

The women of the Yao family have been mentally depressed for a long time, but in that courtyard, there is another group of people who have been under pressure for a long time. They were bullied, verbally abused, and treated violently, but they had to endure it for the sake of the Yao family's higher income. The women of the Yao family vented all the deformed pressure they were under on these people. Their situation is even worse.

The records of the innkeepers confirmed that these backyard servants would also go to the inn to help. So it is possible for them to come into contact with Fu Wei. And what touched 'her's murderous intention, I think it must be related to Fu Wei's frivolity. It touched the hidden pain in 'her' heart.

According to the identification record, the murder weapon is about 20 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide, and there are many types of knives in this range, but the size of commonly used kitchen knives is also in this range. If a servant who has been engaged in cleaning and kitchen work for a long time wants to kill someone, what is the most likely murder weapon to think of and obtain? It's the tool she's most familiar with, the most handy, and the most sure. ”

"Would she still leave the murder weapon in the kitchen?" Jian Yao asked in surprise, she didn't know that Bo Jinyan had been found.

Bo Jin Yan was silent for a moment and sneered: "Ordinary people will not, they will definitely hide or discard the murder weapon." But as soon as it came, there was suddenly a bone chopping knife in the kitchen, and another murder occurred, which inevitably attracted the attention of others. She is a smart person who knows that the most dangerous place is the safest place. Second......" He raised his eyes to look at the glowing knife and clothes: "If she really hates all this, wouldn't it be more pleasant for her to leave the knife in the kitchen and continue to use it?" ”

Jian Yao was stunned.

The knife that has been soaked in human blood and cut human flesh continues to cook for the Yao family and serve the guests......

She shuddered and felt sick.

But Bo Jin Yan was still comforting over there: "Don't worry, you haven't eaten meat and bones in the inn with my taste in the past few days." ”

Jian Yao: "...... Of course I didn't! I'll immediately notify Fang Qing to lead the team over! ”

"Okay." Bo Jinyan replied, "I'm here ......."

His voice stopped abruptly, followed by hoarse, staccato breathing.

Jian Yao was stunned: "Jin Yan? Jin Yan! ”

There was no response, and then there was a sudden cacophony that looked like the phone had fallen to the ground. Then no one answered.