Han Yong fell asleep, from dusk to dark, from moonlight to the sun rising again, but Zhen Cheng did not come out of the psychological counseling room. ()

Zhen Cheng also fell asleep. When the sunlight came in, Zhen Cheng rubbed his eyes and woke up. "Hey, I'm asleep, how can I sleep so dead?"

Zhen Cheng still remembers that he just muttered "Take murder as courage and death as liberation!" In this sentence, I don't know anything before I know it.

"It seems that this Han Xiu is really capable!" Zhen Cheng stretched his waist and looked down to see a note on the table in front of him, and a bag of tea was placed on the side of the note.

"Young man, this bag of tea is for you, drink a cup of tea when you are impetuous, and think about what I said when you are murderous! - Han Xiu! ”

A very simple sentence, it is both a prescription and a kind of advice. Zhen Cheng took the tea and the note and walked towards the door of the psychological counseling room.

Zhen Cheng opened the door and there was no sound, but Han Yong still woke up reflexively. Seeing Zhen Cheng walking out with a radiant spirit, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "You kid, why have you slept for so long!" Han Yong stretched his waist and complained, "Let's go, send you back!" ”

Zhen Cheng looked at Han Yong, didn't say anything, and silently followed behind him and walked out of the villa.

"Take murder as courage, death as liberation!" Zhen Cheng muttered silently. Although it was an act of self-deception, Zhen Cheng untied the knot. For those heinous prisoners, their death is not only an explanation of the victim's family, but also a kind of detachment from the deep sin in their hearts.

"How much more time do you think it will take?" Han Yong silently drove and asked solemnly.

"Book me a ticket to Harbin in ten days, I'm going to see off a friend!" Zhen Cheng looked at the sun that had just climbed to the top of the building and said slowly.

"How long are you going?" Han Yong asked solemnly, "You still have a lot of things to do!" ”

"I'll be back on March 3rd! I want to spend Zuihou with this poor woman! Zhen Cheng felt very sour in his heart, what Han Xiu wanted to tell himself was to see through life and death, but how difficult it was.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you!" Han Yong could hear the sadness in Zhen Cheng's heart, and also understood the meaning of Zhen Cheng's words to send a ride.

―――――――――――――――――― "What a beautiful sun! When Sun Shaobo got up, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, but he didn't have the slightest intention of going to work. Because Sun Shaobo took a leave of absence, a whole month of vacation. Maybe the vacation hasn't run out yet, and I'm no longer on this shijie.

He wears loose cotton pajamas, but he still wears a hat on his head. But even with a hat on, you can feel the scattered hair falling.

"Bang-bang-bang-" A soft knock on the door broke Sun Shaobo's contemplation and tranquility.

Sun Shaobo reluctantly walked away from the window and walked slowly towards the door. There are two people who live with him, an uncle and a younger brother. Instead of letting them into their bedrooms, it's better to go out and greet them yourself.

"Squeak!" Sun Shaobo: "It's nothing, it's just a little strange to see that your door is still closed, so come and see!" The old vine head said embarrassedly. I don't know weishenme, I am always not natural in front of Luo Yucheng in front of this niece.

"Are you worried that I'll die in my room?" Sun Shaobo said coldly, but there was a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I thought of a way to give it a try last night!" The old vine blushed and said, "Although this method also needs Zhen Cheng's help, it doesn't need to take his life!" It's-it-is-"

"What's it?" Sun Shaobo knew that every method couldn't avoid Zhen Cheng, but his uncle suddenly said that there was a way to save himself without hurting Zhen Cheng, and he couldn't help but ask with joy, "Say it quickly!" If it doesn't hurt Zhen Cheng's life, Sun Shaobo believes that as long as he speaks, Zhen Cheng should not refuse.

"It's—it's—" The old vine plucked up his courage, but Zuihou still blushed and couldn't speak. "Forget it, I'll write it to you, so as not to embarrass me! You wait for me for a while! ”

The old vine head ran quickly to the study, while Sun Shaobo stood anxiously at the door and walked back and forth. "If I could live again, I would have to be a real woman!"

Only when people are on the verge of life and death do they know the preciousness of life and think about the meaning of life.

"Here you go, see for yourself, I'll go out for breakfast!" The old vine head threw a crooked piece of paper into Sun Shaobo's hand, then turned around and ran out of the house.

"What's it, so mysterious?" Sun Shaobo looked at his uncle's panicked expression, and secretly thought in his heart, "Ahh

―――――――――――――――― Zhen Cheng was stunned, looking at this girl who was wearing prison clothes but still couldn't hide her delicate figure. The girl's face was pale, her lips were purple, and although she held a dagger in her hand, she was trembling.

"You were sentenced to death for weishenme?" Since killing the first prisoner, Zhen Cheng has rarely spoken.

"I just fell asleep and woke up with the whole family dead. And I had a bloody knife in my hand, and then I was caught! "The girl's appearance is very otherworldly, and she looks like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world. Zhen Cheng wanted to kill someone, but he couldn't.

"Then don't you remember killing yourself?" Zhen Cheng read everything through the girl's eyes. To Zhen Cheng's surprise, the truth was not what this girl said. Zhen Cheng saw the scene of the girl brutally killing the neighbor's family.

"I don't remember, big brother! Can you save me, I don't want to die! The girl wanted to step forward and hug Zhen Cheng's arm, but saw behind the black mask, "What's your name?" There was no trace of sympathy in Zhen Cheng's tone, and he asked coldly.

"My name is Qiu Haimei!" The girl looked at Zhen Cheng and said tremblingly.

"You're lying, it's clear that you killed your neighbor's whole family!" Zhen Cheng was murderous, and his eyes showed murderous intent, "A person who doesn't even let go of a six-year-old girl, I won't sympathize!" ”

"Ah--no, I didn't kill anyone, I was wronged-" Qiu Haimei was swept by Zhen Cheng's eyes, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and just shouted, and the whole person suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Watching Qiu Haimei fall to the ground, Zhen Cheng didn't move, but the look of vigilance in his expression became more and more intense.

"Haha, you want to kill me, do you? Come on! Qiu Haimei, who was originally paralyzed on the ground, suddenly strung up from the ground, and there was no less than a trained special soldier who was flexible and vigorous.

"Sure enough, it's two souls in one!" Zhen Cheng stared coldly at Qiu Haimei, who was full of murderous intent.

"I'm Qiu Haimei, she's just a shell!" Qiu Haimei, who was in front of Zhen Cheng, picked up the dagger on the ground, and pounced on Zhen Cheng after speaking.

"Relief, poor girl!" Zhen Cheng let out a low groan, his figure shook slightly, and he dodged Qiu Haimei's dagger, but two fingers were fiercely inserted into Qiu Haimei's throat.

The dagger pressed against Zhen Cheng's ribs, and Zhen Cheng's police uniform was torn with a long gap. If Zhen Cheng hesitated a little longer or was not flexible enough to dodge, then Zhen Cheng would have been pierced by now.

"Thank you---Xie--" Zhen Cheng pulled out his finger, and Qiu Haimei's original voice sounded two words intermittently.

Zhen Cheng didn't rush to wipe the blood of Qiu Haimei on his fingers, because Zhen Cheng could clearly feel that his two fingers killed two people, one good and one evil!

Zhen Cheng didn't expect Han Yong to train himself so pervertedly. Because after returning from Han Xiu, Zhen Cheng could clearly feel that the prisoner's skills and the complexity of the case were constantly increasing. There are sleepwalking murderers, intermittent psychoses, super perverted voyeurs, and bastards of * mother and sister, and today there is actually a double soul with a super will.

There is only one prisoner left, and today's task is complete. When Zhen Cheng raised his steps and stepped over Qiu Haimei's corpse, Zhen Cheng almost wanted to scold Han Yong to death.

A child who could not be much taller than Niu Wazi, with a ruthless murderous intent in his eyes, walked slowly towards Zhen Cheng.

"How old are you?" Zhen Cheng looked at the child's eyes, but was stunned to find that he couldn't read through his heart. The eyes were cold and gloomy like the Yellow Spring of Hell, Zhen Cheng didn't want to look at it a second time after seeing it once.

"Sixteen!" The dagger in the child's hand was held very steadily, and when he saw Zhen Cheng, there was no messiness in the slightest.

"How many people did you kill?" Zhen Cheng could feel the strong killing intent of the child in front of him.

"I've been killing dogs for ten years since I was six years old, and everyone calls me a dog baby!" The child's voice still has a childish voice, but there is no fear in it.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" "Won't you kill me if you're afraid of death?" As soon as the dog baby finished speaking, the dagger turned into a cold light and stabbed Zhen Cheng fiercely in the abdomen, "You die, I live!" ”

(Go out to do things today, and the more chapter will be completed tomorrow!) The flower list bites very tightly, I hope the brothers will continue to rise, and the brothers with flowers will lose a few flowers to support, and the master bows and thanks! ）