Cui Zhijia was sitting on the sofa at this time, munching on the roast chicken he bought, the appearance of eating, like a ghost crawling out of hell, after a while, the dead roast chicken did not even have chicken bones left, so he reluctantly disappeared between heaven and earth, Cui Zhijia still didn't seem to be full, he licked his fingers full of dirt and dirt unfinished, his eyes were looking for other delicious and satisfying food, what kind of politeness, elegant temperament, all became redundant in the face of hunger. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of Cui Zhijia makes him feel very uncomfortable, maybe because of his profession, he has a slight cleanliness habit, this vacant room was rented by him in advance for five years when he first planned it, although he has never really used this place as a foothold since then, but he will still call the cleaning staff every now and then to clean up and tidy, at least not dusty and garbage.

But now, with Cui Zhijia's location as the center of the circle, two meters as the radius, a circle of various food packaging bags is thrown around, the most excessive, is that there is a box of instant noodles in a bucket, the bubbles inside are flowing everywhere because of the tilt of the barrel, fortunately it is winter, otherwise he is lucky to see the spectacular scene of flies flying everywhere in the house. But even if there are no mosquitoes, the smell in this room almost makes him sick, but Cui Zhijia is not conscious at all, and he can't see that he is seriously displeased, and he is still eating and drinking by himself.

More than a year of living in isolation and lack of food and clothing has consumed all Cui Zhijia's will, if it weren't for the little obsession in his heart, maybe he would have been unable to persevere. finally returned to modern civilized society, food and clothing became his primary pursuit, and those delicacies were like girls who stripped naked and scratched their heads at him one after another, so that he could not bear it.

The food is so delicious, the hot water is poured on his body, it is so comfortable when he washes down the mud that he can't see his true color, the soft bed is like a little goblin hooking him with no desire to get up at all, all the most ordinary life is the ultimate enjoyment for him now, pity the nearly four hundred days and nights, he is lonely and cold, thinking that Wen Mo is the only light in his life.

But now, Cui Zhijia's mentality has changed, he still has an obsession with Wen Mo, but more hatred, hates her for making him give up a lot of things in his life that he didn't care about but now dreams of, hates her for taking away the opportunity for him to enjoy a better life in the open, and hates even more, she can turn her head and continue to enjoy the beauty of love, hooking up one after another, but he gave everything, in exchange for a cold face, unmoved. The year she let him sleep in the open changed him a lot, and more importantly, it was time to think about some questions that he hadn't figured out before.

Why are people never satisfied with what they have at their fingertips, and are always in pursuit of what they can't get? He is obsessed with Wen Mo, he defines this obsession as love, but now looking back, love is giving, it is to make the person you love happy, even if that person will not return the same love, you can also smile and wish him happiness, hope that he will have a good life, love can ultimately sublimate a person's personality, and it can move the person who gives love to himself.

But he didn't have any of these feelings, he just felt that he was very irritable, depressed, and wanted to use all means, legitimate or illegal, it didn't matter. As long as the final result is that the person belongs to him, as for whether the other party is happy or not, does it matter?

Therefore, Cui Zhijia faced himself for the first time, he admitted that he was paranoid, he was irritable, he was unscrupulous, and the starting point of all this was not love, but obsession and addiction. After seeing himself clearly, he looked at Wen Mo again, and it was another mentality.

Possession and detention alone could no longer satisfy his psychological needs. Only by destroying her and making it impossible for her to belong to anyone anymore will Cui Zhijia be willing. Otherwise, he will lose everything, and even this life will be lost in the end, and Wen Mo can continue to enjoy life, why? He doesn't love her anyway, so why should he accommodate her again and again at critical moments? Be all abroad!

Cui Zhijia dragged the bag of potato chips, bit it open with his teeth, stared at the bottom layer of the poor bag with a little disgust, and glared at the person standing in the shadow of the hallway, really, such a big person, why do you still like to eat snacks? Look at the food he bought, eight out of ten are snacks, but I haven't seen him eat it yet, just such a big bag and a small bag on the coffee table, eat it all, and it doesn't play the role of a roast chicken, and it seems that he can eat it too much.

He stood silently in place, took a few deep breaths, and felt that Cui Zhijia was like a pig, maybe there was also a benefit, that is, he would not keep clamoring to catch Wen Mo like when he was first brought back. It's not the time, it's far from the time. She did something wrong, and it was too cheap for her to pay it back with just one life. She took away his last remaining relative in this world, so that he didn't even have a chance to recognize each other, so she simply let her die, hehe, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

What is Cui Zhijia going to do with this poisonous snake? He can't always live under the same roof with him with a defensive heart, but people have already been provoked, so he can't quietly kill himself again, right? He sighed, gritting his teeth and finishing the path he chose. Let's stay like this for now, and just guard against it, anyway, many years ago, when he was alone, after experiencing several betrayals, he would never have a sense of trust in people again.

The relationship between people is simple, to use and to be used. Cui Zhijia is like this, Qi Ran is like this, and those people before him are also like this, taking advantage of others, it is his ability, but he was bitten by a snake, that is, his skills are not as good as others, and he is willing to accept his fate.

He slowly walked back to his bedroom, closed the door, and couldn't hear Cui Zhijia's never-ending chewing sound like a beast outside, and he breathed a sigh of relief. At this stage of his life, he basically doesn't have much pursuit.

He has money that can allow him to squander his life, and he has reached the peak in his career, and has experienced the ups and downs of life, and he has long since lost the motivation to live. Motivation is a person's spirit, and it is the spiritual pillar that supports you to work hard and go further. But why did he struggle? To whom is the struggle given? In his forties, without a relative, without a friend, he can use his professional knowledge to help other lonely souls, but the healer does not heal himself, he understands the truth, he also drinks chicken soup, the waste is still him, he still wants to be alone, living empty every day. It can be said that his hatred for Wen Mo is now the motivation for him to live, as long as he thinks that his sister died so miserably, he can't wait to skin Wen Mo alive.

The more he knows about this woman, the more he can't suppress the hatred in his heart, she relies on that pitifully shallow so-called professional knowledge, disguises herself as a sanctimonious so-called expert every day, and runs around the country with all her might, what is the fate of the person killed by her? What is it if she dies because of her delay? As long as the murderer is arrested in the end and the case is closed, everything can be whitewashed to the point that it is too peaceful.

After more than ten years in the police, the backlog of cases is pitiful, and a drawer can be installed, how proud! What a point of pride, there are not many such capable people in the entire police force, so she must be embraced and held high.

Hehe, there is no high or low in life itself? This sentence is to fool those foolish people, life is not equal, if it is equal, what are those who succeed and struggle, so an insignificant person dies and dies, it doesn't matter, as long as the theme of stability remains unchanged, Wen Mo's work is really in line with many people's wishes.

You don't see, the family of the deceased crying behind them, they don't know the truth, they still regard Wen Mo as a savior, thinking that it is because of her that their relatives can be blinded under the nine springs, you don't see, the suspect who should have borne the guilt for everything he did wrong is just dead, the police only need to write a simple case closure report, and there is no need to waste taxpayers' money to try a prisoner who has been determined to die, but no one has the right to decide the life and death of others, except for the law, no matter how much a person commits a crime, A fair and impartial trial is a must, and what is the difference between dying at the scene of the arrest, whether it is at the hands of the police or giving up his own life, and the abuse of lynching? Who did the best of the police officers who did their best to dissuade them? Maybe they still think that this person deserves to die, and it is clean and troublesome to die, what about Wen Mo? As an "expert" in criminal psychology, doesn't she know how to deal with this situation to temporarily save the suspect's desire for death?

But every time, she tried her best, it was too late, and the suspect's desire to die was too strong, so what kind of bullshit expert could she be? The name of her expert is piled up with the blood of many innocent people!

And he, not only for the sake of his sister who has never known him, but also for the sake of no more tragedies like his sister in the future, he must pull Wen Mo down from the high altar, tear off her hypocritical face, and let the world see her true face.

As for the innocence of her relatives and friends, he had considered it. Things gather by like, people by groups, since these people are willing to be by Wen Mo's side, they must also have the same values as her, and they are definitely not a good thing, and it is not a pity to die.

Now, he pushed open the door of the bathroom that came with the master bedroom, and the thin figure in the door heard someone coming in, and obviously shrunk a little, trying to reduce his sense of existence, but it was in vain, his eyes were blindfolded, his hands were tied, and the bathroom was only more than three square meters, where could he hide.

"Don't, don't kill me! Please, I have money, I'll give you money, I have a lot of money, call my family, they will definitely ransom me, please. "On the way to morning exercise, he was put on a sack and stuffed into the car, and then he was drowsy all the way, until his consciousness was awake again, and when he arrived here, he had been a little blind, and before he came to his senses, he was cleaned up and cleaned, and his body now hurts everywhere.

The other party did not respond to his wailing and begging for mercy, only staring at the details of the serial murder case in Q City 7 years ago, he was so panicked in his heart that he couldn't do it, but on the surface, he kept quiet, biting that he hadn't done it and refused to explain.

The other party didn't ask him to say it now, but in the following days, he was tortured according to the number of meals a day, and the way the other party tortured him was simple and rude, only asking this one question, he said something useless, and directly hit the tender meat where it hurts, and then continued to ask.

He didn't know how long he could last, for the first time he had the feeling of living like a year, in essence, he was not a cruel person, he would kill people at the beginning, and it was only because he heard about his daughter's misfortune, although he had not seen this daughter a few times, and he had never raised it for a day, Ou Xiaoyun hated him to the core, and his daughter was also strictly protected. He is a man, although he has some inexplicable thoughts about Ou Xiaoyun, but he is responsible for a handful, and he has a child, neither guarding Ou Xiaoyun's belly with his own eyes, nor hugging the soft child, naturally he doesn't have any real feelings, he is just a pity.

But Ou Xiaoyun was crazy and wanted to find out the person who hurt her daughter, begging him, a person who was so arrogant and indifferent in front of him before, this time she ran and begged and knelt, just begging him to help her, she was willing to do anything.

He likes Ou Xiaoyun, or rather, more than likes, less than love, he used to feel that such a woman was not worthy of him, and he never showed obvious enthusiasm, tepidly like a friend, waiting for a better woman to appear in his life, Ou Xiaoyun is a spare tire-like existence.

But on the contrary, he thought that he would always be by his side with the spare tire, and he would run away with an old man, or the kind of person who would never look back and love to death, how could he not be depressed. People are like this, when other people's dead faces stick to you, you ignore them, and when others turn around and are ready to leave, you start to be cheap.

hot-headed, he raped Ou Xiaoyun, and just that time, he had that child. In the end, Ou Xiaoyun still married someone else, took his children, and married another man.

He began to care about Ou Xiaoyun all the time, and he slowly saw her in his eyes and melted her into his heart, becoming a part of him that he couldn't let go. So when Ou Xiaoyun was so at his fingertips, he really couldn't refuse.

Those who were killed by him, he didn't know who was innocent, let alone whether he had avenged his daughter, they only relied on some vague video materials, and arrested so many people back and forth. Ou Xiaoyun witnessed how he turned a living person into a bloody corpse, from the hatred at the beginning to the fear in his eyes when he looked at him at the end.

In the end, Ou Xiaoyun couldn't stand it and committed suicide by taking poison, he was unwilling, and killed several more, looking at Ou Xiaoyun's gradually blackened face, he suddenly didn't know what he was doing, he didn't get anything, even the most beloved woman was lost, it's ridiculous that these people who were killed by him may not be relevant at all. (To be continued.) )