When a person decides to do something, there must be a purpose in mind, what kind of result does he want to achieve in the end, or what is the reason, why do he do it? In the field of criminology, this is known as the "motive for committing the crime".

When "10. When the suspects of the "18 Door Killing Case" gradually surfaced, Wen Jun never guessed the other party's motive for committing the crime. If there is no motive for committing the crime, either the suspect is mentally ill and kills people indiscriminately; Either the suspect in this case is someone else!

Although Wen Jun read the appearance of the murderer from the victim's memory, he did not find any useful information about the murderer other than that.

What was the person's motive? Robbery? The money and belongings of the deceased's family were intact; Robbery? There was no sign of defilement on the body of the deceased; Revenge? The deceased was a pair of "turtles", so they shouldn't have such a deep hatred with others, right?

In this murderer, there is not only the question of the motive of the crime, but also too many questions to be clarified. How did the "Jishan Travel Map" on his body come about? Where did he come from? Why come to Sioux City? How did he get hurt? Why did Liu Gaofeng rob him here......

Wen Jun is a little remorseful now, when he sneaked into the "Liujia Villa" that night, he should have read the memory of Liu Gaofeng's house, and some questions would not be so confused.

His peach blossom eyes, glowing with scorching essence, slowly moved from the quiet villa to the quietly flowing Zishui River, and then went upstream, and finally stopped on the beautiful Phoenix Island.

Wen Jun's mind swirled back and forth between the three. Although he was not sure yet, his intuition told him that there was definitely some kind of inevitable connection between them.

Perhaps, only when the murderer's motive is found will all doubts be solved.

Retracting his aimless eyes, Wen Jun said lightly: "Go back, second brother." ”

"Go back?" Murong Pei seemed to be still immersed in the encounter with the murderer that day, and did not come back to his senses, he looked at Wen Jun's charming peach blossom eyes, and asked curiously, "Xiaojun, this is going back?" ”

"Hehe, what if you don't go back? Drink the northwest wind here? Wen Jun chuckled and teased.

"That'...... What about the murderer, how ...... What to do? Murong Pei was about to cry.

Seeing his poor appearance, Wen Jun wanted to laugh in his heart: "Second brother, what are you worried about?" ”

Murong Pei asked with a sad face, "Does he ...... Will he come looking for ...... Looking for me? ”

"Do you need to talk about that?" Wen Jun smiled slyly, half joking and half serious, "Just wait, he will definitely find you to return to the 'Jishan Travel Map'." ”

Murong Pei was anxious, grabbed Wen Jun's arm, and almost cried and said, "Xiaojun, you can't see death without help." ”

Wen Jun couldn't bear to see his unbearable and frightened appearance anymore, patted the back of his hand, and comforted: "Don't worry, you are my second brother, who will I help if I don't help you?" ”

Murong Pei breathed a sigh of relief: "What countermeasures have you thought of now?" ”

Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose and replied crisply: "No." ”

Murong Pei's expression was tense again, and he lamented: "Xiaojun, don't play with your second brother anymore Okay, I have had a heart attack since I was a child, and I can't stand the scare." ”

"Instead of tossing and turning blindly, it is better to close your eyes and watch the changes. Even if he is a cunning fox, there will always be a time when he will show his tail. Wen Jun said, "Second brother, eat and sleep well, nourish your spirits, and wait for him to come to you." ”

Murong Pei thought about it carefully, yes, instead of worrying like this every day, it is better to put his mind at ease. The "Jishan Travel Map" is still dragging in his hand, which is the biggest safety charm. Besides, there is such a domineering brother and quasi-brother-in-law as Wen Jun beside him, who is afraid of who may not be sure!

Seeing his sad face for a while, and happy for a while, Wen Jun smiled and said jokingly: "My good second brother, can you leave now?" ”

Murong Pei took a deep breath, and while starting the BMW, he said scoundrelly: "Hehe, I don't care so much, Xiaojun, from today on, I will follow you all the time." ”

A black line emerged from Wen Jun's forehead, he never dreamed that such contemptuous words would come out of Murong Pei's shameless mouth.

"Second brother, my second brother, can you be more shameless?" Wen Jun sneered.

"Hey...... Xiaojun, you will soon be a 'city assistant', and you must need a full-time driver. Murong Pei smiled wryly, the smile on his face felt a little obscene no matter how he looked at it, "I'll give you a free drive." ”

"Dead pigs?" Wen Jun is a huge sweater, and the second brother's heart is too narrow-minded, right? Don't you just want you to be a follower? Do you need such a roundabout swearing? The mud really can't hold up the wall!

"Hehe, it's 'City Help'. Assistant to the Mayor, referred to as 'City Assistant'. Murong Pei grinned.

Wen Jun's face was full of black lines: "Is there such an abbreviation?" ”

"I invented it, hehe, didn't it for convenience?" Murong Pei sneered.

Wen Jun despised him again, and said in his heart that you are convenient, but it hurts me. I clearly know that you are calling "Shizhu", and I don't know that I think I am calling "dead pig".

Come on, release the clutch, shift gears...... "Boom!" The BMW roared and walked away.

Murong Pei seems to have made up his mind, and when he says it, he is inseparable from Wen Jun. After returning to the medicinal incense hut from the Zishui River, wherever Wen Jun went, Murong Pei followed, and the beautiful name of the dead skin and face was: free follower.

Regarding Murong Pei's blatant shameless behavior, Wen Jun first admonished him bitterly, and in the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he fisted and kicked each other, but his attitude was extremely humble, and he couldn't fight back or scold.

After all, compared to the importance of life, suffering a little insult and the pain of punches and feet is not a matter at all for Murong Pei, who has rough skin and thick flesh.

scolded and scolded, kicked and kicked, Murong Pei was still sticking to Wen Jun like a piece of kraft candy.

"Okay, you are my second brother, count me as you. If you like to follow, you can follow. Wen Jun said dejectedly, with a deep sense of frustration, took out the iphone6 that Zhou Xiaolei gave him, looked at the time, and then got up from the sofa, "Send me to 'Yanran Women's Hospital'." ”

"Order." Murong Pei made a gesture of invitation to him, and replied with a hippie smile, "Assistant Wen, please." "Completely into the appearance of a Filipino maid.

Murong Wenrou sat on the sofa from beginning to end, looking at all this with a smile on her face, her heart was infected by a feeling called "warmth", and she secretly rejoiced that her beloved man had gradually integrated into the big family of the Murong family.