"What did you ask me about last night?" An Shijin sat at the dining table, chewed the bread in his mouth elegantly and indifferently and swallowed it, raised his eyes to look at the person who had been keeping his head down since he got up and hadn't looked at her, and asked calmly. "Ahem." The person drinking the milk seemed to be choked, and looked up at An Shijin, except for the fact that his face was a little red because of the cough, it seemed that everything was normal as if nothing had happened, and there was a little apology in his dark eyes: "I'm sorry for what happened last night, it was my fault, I shouldn't have broken into your room without knocking." "It's okay, I hope you don't knock on my room in the future." An Shijin pursed his lips and looked at Chu Shi'an's eyes with banter.

"Don't talk nonsense." Chu Shi'an frowned, put down his knife and fork and looked at An Shijin sternly: "I was on the computer yesterday and found out that someone put a photo on a forbidden website a few days ago. "Forbidden website, is it a sex site, it turns out that the boss still has this hobby." Chu Shi'an raised his eyebrows with a smile. "I'll tell you serious, don't be kidding. That photo was a photo of the victim, a nude photo, and judging by her eyes and resisting body movements, she should have been forced. Chu Shi'an narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips tightly. The victim's nude photos, she is still a minor, someone forced her to take them, it seems that this matter is really not so simple. An Shijin put away the frivolous look on his face, and frowned sternly.

"According to the original number, I traced the IP address and registered name of the computer that posted the photo, which is a man named Qian Yang in Chengnan District." Chu Shi'an nodded. "Looks like we're going to find this man." An Shijin stood up and began to clean up the plates on the table.

"No. 58 Changle Street, well, I see, thank you." Chu Shi'an whispered a few words to the other end of the phone, and then hung up the phone. looked at An Shijin, pressed the brim of his hat, his eyes shone brightly, and his lips pursed slightly: "That man lives at No. 58 Changle Street, Chengnan District, let's go." ”

"Why did he have the victim's □□, what did he do to the victim, and why, after more than a year, why did he put the victim's photo on the Internet." An Shijin sat in the co-pilot, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingertips tapped lightly and rhythmically on the window. "My informant told me that a year ago, a few days after Guo Yimei was killed, he was imprisoned for molesting a minor, and he was only released a few days ago. When you find him, you'll find out what's going on. Chu Shi'an's eyes were clear, firm and confident.

On the outskirts of the southern part of the city, there is a mixed border of gangs, and as long as there are no large-scale fights or too bad incidents, the police rarely get involved. In the dim and dirty alleys, there are often some addicts or drunken people. On the streets, tattooed men with cigarettes and scantily clad women pass by from time to time.

Chu Shi'an and An Shijin walked on the street, although An Shijin was dressed very low-key today, but they still attracted a lot of attention. Men who passed by them on the street, or sat on both sides of the street, looked at An Shijin from time to time, either greedily or amazed. "This young lady, you are so spicy, are you interested in going with me?" A man with long hair chewing gum and tattoos on his exposed arms stopped An Shijin, his eyes shining with excitement looking up and down An Shijin, and his mouth let out lewd and evil laughter from time to time. "I'm not available, please get out of the way." An Shijin frowned and looked at the man in front of him with some disgust. "□□ is squeezed out, time is also squeezed out, as long as you play with me, this thing will be yours." The man didn't seem to care about An Shijin's cold face at all, and took out a transparent sealing tape from his pocket, which contained a golden necklace and some white powder. "Get out of the way, please." An Shijin's eyes instantly turned cold, and the disgust on his face was difficult to hide.

Different from An Shijin's politeness, Chu Shi'an stood aside with his chest in his arms, glanced at the man in front of him with disdain, and his lips opened slightly and popped out a word: "Get out." "Hehe, the temper is quite spicy, but my brother doesn't like this little mouth a little, let my brother help you close it." The man didn't laugh angrily, and Tian shamelessly leaned his face over. Chu Shi'an clenched his fists, looked at the face in front of him, and just wanted to make a move, when a sudden gust of wind swept by him, and a fist slammed into the man's face. Hearing only a wail, the man took two steps back and covered his nose, looking at An Shijin in disbelief, bright red blood oozing from his fingers and dripping on the ground.

"Who allowed you to flirt with my girlfriend." An Shijin frowned tightly and roared domineeringly, staring at the man with anger in his eyes, and waved his clenched fist lightly, Chu Shi'an raised his eyebrows and looked at her with some complexity, this woman. "Slut, you dare to hit me." The man's eyes were red, and he looked at An Shijin angrily, he didn't expect that two defenseless and weak women would dare to beat him, he turned his head and yelled at the side of the road: "Don't come over to Lao Tzu, catch these two sluts back for me to teach me a good lesson." As soon as he finished speaking, several men came around him whistling and looked at the two of them with prey-like eyes.

"I've heard about chaos here for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so chaotic, robbing people on the street." An Shijin snorted lightly, looked around without fear, and reached out to gently grab Chu Shi'an's hand. Chu Shi'an only thought that she was hard-mouthed, and was still a little scared in his heart, so he reached out to hold her back, and gently pinched her as if he wanted to comfort her. The dark eyes narrowed slightly, and Chu Shi'an looked at the man who was holding his nose with an expressionless face: "It seems that Brother Jiao usually doesn't discipline you well, and you dare to be so presumptuous on the street." As soon as Chu Shi'an's words came out, the men around them unconsciously took two steps back, and there was a bit of hesitation and fear in their eyes. Don't listen to her, I don't know where I heard Brother Jiao's name, so I dare to fake the tiger here. The man in the lead also froze, but he still held up his chest with anger, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

"Don't believe it, then you can try to move us and see if Brother Jiao will □□□□ you well." The corners of Chu Shi'an's lips were flirtatious, he sneered, and raised his chin slightly to disdain the people present. "Forget it, old five, whoever told you to be unruly, even if you suffer a little loss today." Another man patted the man on the shoulder. "Damn, you're lucky today, I'll let you go today, be careful not to let me touch it next time." The man wiped the blood from his nose a little frustratedly, glared at An Shijin fiercely, and left with a scolding.

"Who is Brother Jiao?" An Shijin asked with a smile in his eyes and a puzzled question. "A boss in this place." Chu Shi'an replied and let go of An Shijin's hand holding her. "Do you know him?" An Shijin looked down at his hand, released it and clenched it. "I've seen it a few times, and it's just to scare them." Chu Shi'an whispered perfunctory, as if he didn't want to talk about it anymore. An Shijin nodded and didn't ask any more.

When the two walked to a dirty alley, they happened to meet a man wearing a sweatshirt and a hat with his head down, and he kept sniffing and facing him. Although it had not been long since the beginning of summer, the weather was hot enough, Chu Shi'an and An Shijin were both wearing thin shirts, but this man wrapped himself tightly, and his body was still trembling slightly. As she passed by, Chu Shi'an caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a scar on the man's chin, and she stopped. "What's wrong?" An Shijin stopped following her steps and asked suspiciously. Chu Shi'an ignored her, but looked back at the man's back, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted loudly: "Qian Yang." ”

When the man heard Chu Shi'an's shout, his footsteps paused, but he didn't stop or turn back, but raised his legs and ran quickly. "Stop." Chu Shi'an chased after him, his figure was like an arrow off the string, and he caught up with the man in an instant, raising his leg neatly and kicking the man's leg hard. The man screamed and fell to the ground with a thud. "Wow." An Shijin opened his mouth wide, raised his eyebrows and exclaimed, only to see Chu Shi'an kneeling on the man's back very skillfully, locking his hands back, so that the tall man had no backhand, and could only cry for help in a low voice.