In the upper floor, the monk sat on the sofa in frustration, with his head down, and I sat opposite him, lifting his wet head, and seeing the dark circles under the monk's eyes, I have to say that the queen of the rainforest is really strong. Looking at his panda eyes, I couldn't help laughing, I couldn't help it, I was about to hold back my internal injuries, but in the end I couldn't hold back!

"Haha!" I pointed at him, clutched my stomach, and said, "It's beautiful!" ”

The monk looked at me sadly.

"Haha!" I continued to laugh and said, "Girl! You are the Zen that I have never been able to understand in my life! Ha ha! How did you come up with the idea? You tell me, how did you come up with it? Ha ha! ”

The monk's face ...... How to describe it? It's exciting!

Even Jiang Jing couldn't help laughing, and she showed a mouthful of neat white teeth when she smiled, which was not common.

"Hey!" Han Yi sighed deeply and said, "She looks very similar to her!" ”

We are all stunned, who and whom? The monk bowed his head and muttered, not answering my question. I suddenly thought that the monk had also had a very poignant love, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

The monk not only moved his heart, but judging from the current situation, he was clearly in love with the proprietress. Or that he regarded Boss Ye as a lover who had been lost forever.

"That's right!" Jiang Jing threw a report to me and said, "This is a list of men who have had sex with the boss's wife." ”

I flipped through the list, which I had started to check a long time ago, and I was speechless after checking it for so long. Jiang Jing explained that there were too many people and too miscellaneous, so she sorted it out for a long time.

When I looked at it, it was really miscellaneous, the name was full of bells and whistles, and the address was weird, so I wasn't a good person at first glance. But then again, the men who can with Boss Ye are naturally not good things.

"That's a breakthrough!" Jiang Jing said: "Let's learn from the side." ”

I nodded helplessly, and that's all I could be. The monk snatched the list and asked me what was the situation? I didn't hide it either, and I told him that these were all Boss Ye's men.

After hearing this, the monk did not blow up his hair, on the contrary, he said calmly: "Impossible! She's not that kind of person! ”

"Hmm!" I nodded and said, "She's a goddess of purity!" ”

That's a mockery!

The monk said: "I'm not kidding, she's not!" ”

I nodded and smiled, "I didn't raise the bar either!" ”

The monk continued: "There is something in her eyes, and she will not do this to herself!" ”

"Yes! Be! Be! I said three in a row, and I accentuated my tone and mocked: "There is something in her eyes, there is light, and there is beauty as pure as water!" ”

"Yes!" The monk nodded.

I didn't have time to talk nonsense with the monks, so I packed up my things, grabbed my gun, and prepared to have a good chat about purity with the men who were messing around. When the monk saw me leaving, he wanted to follow, so I naturally didn't stop me.

We drove to the first man's house, the muscular man we met yesterday. The muscular man lives on the top floor, six floors, which is not very high.

I thought that if I climbed up and beat me badly, I would have some clues. But when you enter the corridor, you have made a major discovery. A smell of blood, a strong smell of blood that can't be dissolved.

We rushed straight up to the sixth floor, where the door was locked, but blood was already pouring out of the door. I pulled out my gun, smashed the lock, kicked the door open, and broke in.

In the living room of the house, the muscular man was hanging from the fan on the roof, and his strong body was slowly rotating with the fan. Most of his blood had been drained, like a dried corpse.

Han Yi put him down, and I saw that he had a steel wire wrapped around his neck, apparently strangled by guitar strings; This kind of silk thread with excellent toughness, as long as the strength is strong enough, is more deadly than a dagger.

When we put the body down, his head was about to be cut off, not a spine, and it was estimated that the body had already been cut in two sections. People can't be resurrected after death, so I didn't care anymore, I checked around his house, and there were no useful clues, so I left.

It's better for us to hurry to the scene of this kind of murder and not get into trouble again. I moved on to the next one, thinking that this one should be fine, right? Who knew that as soon as I entered the room, I smelled blood again.

Han Yi followed the bloodstains to the toilet and found a man who died holding his neck. And his wounds were also caused by guitar strings.

I searched around again, but there were still no clues, and I left the scene of the murder again and went to another house. But this time it's a corpse again; Let's go to the next one, it's still a corpse; Go again, again! Go and go again! Finally, before I entered the building, I saw the body again.

Even Han Yi couldn't help but burst into foul language and scolded: "I'm grass!" ”

I followed his finger and saw the corpse hanging outside the window on the third floor. The corpse had a silk thread tied around its wrist, and the other end entered the room through a window.

This time, we don't want to go in, there is a group of old men and grandmothers and square dancing aunts around early. These elderly idlers are not afraid to see the corpse, pointing and saying that the young man has a bad style, and often brings the girl back, and it is a night.

I smiled wryly, it seems that there is no shortage of old ladies who chew their tongues in ancient and modern times, and even cross borders and dominate the world. I looked at the corpse and felt the urge to go in and take a look.

I'm almost Conan, go that dead that, who is this? Chase and kill? He will kill whoever I want to see? Han Yi grabbed me and said Wait and go in again, the old ladies with little feet must have called the police earlier, and they are still in trouble.

As soon as I thought about it, I was a little depressed and ready to leave. At this moment, a team of policemen rushed over and rushed directly to the third floor without saying a word.

I wanted to wait and see what they could find, but suddenly there was a loud bang, and fireballs burst out of the window, and then black smoke billowed and caught fire.

A blackened policeman smashed his head through the glass and jumped from the third floor. He wanted to escape from the fire, but he fell to the ground, and his head was as rotten as a watermelon, and it was still rotting under my feet.

I took a step back in fright, and Han Yi pulled me and left the scene quickly. This was obviously trying to kill me, but unfortunately by chance, the police went in first.

Who hates me so much? Li Zhengwu? Or Old Man Peng? These two guys can't be so tactful, right? Isn't it over just sending a master? Especially Old Man Peng, I have to die if I say a word, after all, the military advisor is in his hands.

I got into the car with Han Yi, and I was confused for a while. Han Yi asked if I had any other places to go? I said yes! Still a woman's ......

Han Yi's face became extremely strange, saying women? The woman is also ...... with her

I gave him a blank look, how can I know? Boss Ye is the pure little rabbit in his heart, not Lao Tzu? In fact, Jiang Jing's information didn't say that she was messing with a woman, but it just said that she would go to this woman's house for an afternoon every week, as for what to do? Nobody knows.

Since I didn't know and was going to check, Han Yi and I drove to the woman's house. This woman lives in a high-end villa area, it took us a long time to get in, the security is too strict, if we don't give some money, it's really hard to get in.

Finding the woman's villa, we immediately understood why Boss Ye came every week. This is a psychological counseling studio. To put it bluntly, it is to solve psychological problems. There is no doubt that Boss Ye has a mental illness, even if I am not a psychiatrist, I can see it.

The studio was open and we went straight inside. It's not big, but there are still a few staff members, and it shouldn't be a fatality, and this kind of high-end villa area is not easy to enter, and there are many cameras, so the killer shouldn't dare to come in broad daylight.

But there are accidents in everything, especially this kind of thing. I told the receptionist that I wanted to meet their boss, Yang Hong, a doctor of psychology who had returned from studying abroad.

The front desk told me that Dr. Yang was working and we had to wait, estimated for half an hour. Helplessly, we had to sit on the sofa and wait, but after waiting for an hour, the so-called Dr. Yang didn't even have a picture.

I asked the front desk and the front desk said it might be working and the patient hadn't come out yet. We had to wait, but after another hour, no one came out.

At this time, Han Yi stabbed me and asked me to look at the corner, and I saw a guitar; A guitar without strings, the guitar has a total of six strings, but this guitar has no one, and it is all dismantled.

I picked up the guitar, looked at Han Yi, and asked, "How many have died?" ”

Han Yi didn't think about it, stretched out five fingers, no one would be wrong about this kind of thing. I asked, "Is a thread thicker than a thread?" ”

He thought for a long time and nodded. The strings that strangled the five men were indeed thicker than the other, and the last one could be hung outside with the wrists hanging from the wrists.

Han Yi pointed to the back room and said, "This is the sixth?" ”

My face changed, could it be ...... When the front desk saw us holding a guitar, they told me not to touch the guest's things. As soon as I heard that it was a guest, I rushed straight into the back room. Also guests? Murderer!

Yang Hong's office door was locked, and we couldn't open it for a long time, so we asked the front desk for the key, but the front desk not only didn't give it, but also prepared to call the police, saying that we were smashing the field.

I pulled out my gun, bang! The two guns smashed the door and broke straight in. As soon as we entered the door, we were stunned, a woman wearing a red professional attire, black socks, and high heels, was lying on the ground, as if she was looking for something. She had headphones on her and didn't hear any sound at all.

There was a recliner next to it, and there was a teenager lying on it, also with headphones, already asleep. He slept so deeply that he didn't even hear the gunshots.

This young man is none other than the one who sang and confessed to the proprietress last time. I stepped forward and rummaged through his pockets to see if there was any murder weapon, which was the strings.

That's when Dr. Yang finally spotted us, she got up, looked at me, turned around and pulled out a gun. Then he shouted at me, "Don't touch my patient!" ”

"Patient?" I sneered and pulled out a string and said, "Murderer, right?" ”

She looked at the strings with a puzzled look, and I looked at her pistol with a puzzled look. Her pistol was silvery-white, and it was a revolver, exactly like mine.

I took a special look at my gun, and then at her, and it was the same, I grass! It's like carving out a mold, so there won't be any story to these two guns, right?

"Who are you!" Dr. Yang shouted.

I saw that her gun didn't even open the safe, and she was still holding it with both hands, obviously she hadn't fired a gun, so she didn't care, and said to Han Yi: "The gun is down!" ”

Han Yi shook her body and snatched her gun. And I woke the boy up and asked him why he was killing? And why do you want to hurt me?

The boy rubbed his eyes, completely confused, unable to speak. I slapped my hand and said, "Speak!" ”

"Huh?" The boy covered his face.

I slapped my backhand again and said, "Speak!" ”

"Huh?" The boy continued to cover his face again, with tears in his eyes.

"Speak Nima!" Syllable! Again, the teenager was dizzy, so uncomfortable.

Yang Hong couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily: "What are you doing? ”

"Shut up!" I glared at Yang Hong.

Yang Hong said angrily: "Fascist! ”

"What's that?" I looked at her.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Fascist! Dictatorship! Defy human rights! ”

I looked at the monk, and the monk was also a little stunned, staring, unable to figure out the doctor's brain circuit. Yang Hong was even more excited when she saw this, and all kinds of nonsense words came out, and she almost told me about the difference between capitalism and socialism and the development process.

"Stop!" I couldn't stand her shackles, and said, "He's going to kill you, you know?" ”

"What?" Dr. Yang was going crazy, mad at me and said, "What the hell! ”

I laughed and said, "You can also speak Chinese?" ”

"I'm from the Northeast!" Dr. Yang shouted, "Get me out!" You're not welcome here! ”

"It's still a Northeast girl!" I laughed and said, "You're a psychologist?" ”

"What does it have to do with you?" Dr. Yang said angrily, and also instructed the front desk lady to call the police, I asked Han Yi to watch and told this fellow that whoever dared to call the police would send a particle bomb to heaven for a trip.

No one dared to move at the moment, Dr. Yang's angry face turned green, and he asked me what I wanted. I ignored him and asked Guitar Boy why he killed? Is it because of love and hate?

The guitar boy pretended to be dazed and said he didn't. I smashed the butts of his rifles, and the blood ran down his head, and he grinned in pain. When I asked him again, he said no, and he was angry.

I asked him about the strings, and he said that the strings were left to him by his father, and they had been lost recently, so they were put in his pocket. But even so, only one was left.

Can I believe that? And the one who stole your strings? I don't care about you!

I said to Han Yi: "Fight!" ”

Han Yi beat the boy so badly that he almost didn't beat his out. But even so, he still bit his mouth, just like Wang Ba, he just didn't let go, saying that he didn't kill anyone.

Seeing this, Han Yi was helpless, he couldn't kill him, right? This kid's mouth is too hard! Seeing this, Dr. Yang began to drop his book bag again, saying that we were tortured to extract confessions and violated human rights.

I really don't have anything to say to this kind of nerd, so I told Han Yi to look around, and there were no bombs, didn't there be an explosion just now? Maybe this kid will have to use a bomb.

Han Yi was looking around, I asked Yang Hong why it was so long just now, she glared at me, and said what does it have to do with me? I said it has nothing to do with me, it has to do with your life.

She sneered and said that I had delusional disorder, and my full name was persecution paranoia, also known as hysteria, a type of mental illness. I don't even understand punctuation when she says it, but I understand hysteria, and we all use it in our hometown.

To say that hysteria is to be a fool, and it is the same as animals such as donkeys, mules, horses, and dogs. She scolded me, I definitely couldn't bear it, and I was going to whip her when I shook my hand.

At this time, the monk called me where Yang Hong was lying just now, saying that he had made a discovery. I crouched down and saw a time bomb, a round watch, with a few small red detonators tied together, similar to the symbol of the Syrian demolitionists inside the red alert.

I took out the bomb, saw that there was still more time, so I was not afraid, handed it to Yang Hong, and said, "Doctor, have you studied chemistry?" ”

"Ph.D. in Biochemistry." Yang Hong said coldly.

"Nobel knows, right?" I asked, "Father of explosives!" ”

"If you have something to say, say it!" Yang Hong hugged her shoulders.

I really want to put the bomb in her mouth and ask her if she knows what it is. But she looked like I was a fool and didn't pay attention to me, and I was unhappy and said, "Are you blind?" ”