This sentence completely aroused Jia Nan's doubts all along.

Wen Jie must have some secret hidden in him, Jia Nan is convinced of this.

So Jia Nan raised his head, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

He was waiting for Wen Jie to reveal the answer.

Wen Jie pressed the apprehensive emotions in his heart, and those hesitations disappeared when he met Jia Nan's eyes: "My father was murdered by you when I was 5 years old. And I killed your brother Jason a few days ago......"

So what you saw me as a child is no different from what you see today.

In fact, you committed a serial murder case because you witnessed Jia Song's murder, and the murders were all by young men who looked like me...... For these, you may ......"

Wen Jie's words, word by word, beat Jia Nan's heart, and his expression quickly became stunned from the shock when he first heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sighed in disbelief: "You...... How do you even know my dreams! ”

Jia Nan has been dreaming for the past three years, dreaming that all kinds of young men have been killed, and the incomplete images and illogical fragments in the dream make him unable to connect the events completely.

But even in his dreams, he received a strong hint that the boys had been killed by him.

One by one, at midnight, he woke up from his nightmares, cold sweat soaked through his clothes, and his whole body was wrapped in guilt.

He looked down at his hands, these slender and bony hands were still so beautiful, as if he could dance in front of the piano, and strings of beautiful notes would flow out.

However, he clearly felt that it was a rhetorical denunciation, and it was the crying of those bodies that had been deprived of their lives.

How could he, how could he kill those who had nothing to do with it?

The terrifying expression on Jia Nan's face was not covered in Wen Jie's eyes.

This was something he hadn't expected, and the reason why he paused as he spoke was because he wasn't sure whether Jia Nan had an impression of these things after the correction of his life trajectory.

Jia Nan is not him after all, it is more likely that Jia Nan has no concept of those.

showed disdain and disdain, and even scolded: You are sick.

It's all possible.

Wen Jie touched Jia Nan's words: Dream.

Dreams are projections of the subconscious, that is, the subconscious mind may retain impressions after the system is modified.

The last time I encountered this situation, it was Yang Shan who deleted it.

After Yang Shanshan exited the system, she remembered him and always dreamed of him.

There was a bug in the system that time.

Jia Nan can have a subconscious, could it be a system bug?

Who brought out the physical objects in the system?

What could it be?

Thinking of this, Wen Jie subconsciously looked around......

"What are you looking for?" Jia Nan has been carefully observing Wen Jie since he listened to Wen Jie's words.

He became more and more interested in Wen Jie, and what Wen Jie just said seemed to have magical powers, and captured his heart.

Wen Jie told him that he understood the childhood without a father...... That was a few days ago, when he didn't kill Wen Tianyi.

Wen Jie, on the other hand, experienced the loss of his father at the age of five.

survived the entire childhood without the protection of his father alone, until adulthood.

The Wen Tianyi he killed was indeed only in his thirties, which means that he killed Wen Tianyi 19 years ago.

This happened a few days ago.

This...... Jia Nan scratched his head, this was too complicated and too difficult to understand.

But it did happen.

Then he also believes that the part that Wen Jie said is true: Wen Jie's killing of Jia Song also happened some time ago, and the Wen Jie he saw when he was a child was Wen Jie some time ago.

Probably not more than a month.

Jia Nan thought about it well, and his red and swollen face showed a city that was not commensurate with his age, and at the end he seemed to grasp the point of the incident, and his eyes were dotted with hope, as if soaked in starlight.

"Wen Jie, you have a way to save Jia Song! You must have a way! ”

Sure enough, it was a smart person, Wen Jie swept over Jia Nan's glowing eyes, and appreciation appeared on his face.

Wen Jie stared at Jia Nan for a moment, and couldn't wait to turn on the system.

【System Startup】

[Please select the patch type: ......]

【Remodeling】

Wen Jie didn't have time to take a closer look, he just wanted to skip the fixed format of these system pre-roll ads as quickly.

Soon, a system picture appeared in front of Wen Jie's eyes: an antique chandelier, a rose-red sofa, and a frosted glass on the coffee table...... 〗

Depend on! returned to the scene where Yang Shanjie was killed.

The murdered woman in Ye Wenqian's home was identified as Yang Shanshan. However, because of insufficient evidence, it is impossible to deal with Wen Jie's poisoning case, and there is not enough evidence to support Wen Jie's suspicion, so it is still under investigation......

Jia Nan watched Wen Jie sit on the ground and was settled.

I looked ahead, but I didn't look at him, my eyes seemed to pass over him, focused in another time and space.

He didn't dare to disturb and watched in silence.

In the picture, Wen Jie quickly picked up the frosted glass on the coffee table, found a towel to wrap around his hands, and opened the door and went up the stairs directly from the walking ladder.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the elevator downstairs "ding", and it was the police who arrived at Ye Wenqian's house.

It is not advisable to stay here for long, and the police will soon launch a search for this place......

There are cameras in the elevator, where to hide? 〗

Wen Jie in reality glanced at Jia Nan, and suddenly asked, "Jia Nan, where did you hide after you made a move on Yang Shanshan?" ”

When Jia Nan heard this, he was stunned, and hesitated in his heart whether to answer Wen Jie.

Wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting that he killed Yang Shanshan?

"Hurry up, it's too late!" Wen Jie listened to the noise of Ye Wenqian's house downstairs, and the knock on the door gradually sounded, and the police seemed to have begun to investigate.

Urged by Wen Jie, Jia Nan closed his eyes and muttered: "1702, knock five times in a row when you knock on the door, four times, three times." ”

Wen Jie quickly ran down the stairs and slid through the fire door of room 1702.

As soon as the fire door closed heavily, the voice-activated lights went black.

Wen Jie took a deep breath and began to knock rhythmically on the door.

Bang bang...... Bang bang...... Bang bang bang

Seeing that there was no movement, he suppressed the fierce heartbeat in his chest and listened intently to the movements of the police upstairs.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door, apparently the police were asking about the situation from house to house.

Wen Jie in reality glanced at Jia Nan and asked eagerly: "What should I do if no one opens the door?" ”

"Keep knocking, it's still the same pattern." Jia Nan's eyes rolled slightly, and after thinking about it, he added: "You shouted faceless man through the intercom phone." ”

Damn, there's an intercom phone, and let me knock on the door.

How easy it is to knock on the door to attract the attention of the police, Wen Jie was full of slander in his heart.

After pressing the intercom phone, the phone was soon connected, and Wen Jie said in a deep voice into the earpiece: "Faceless man, open the door!" ”