A cordon was placed around the closed factory.

Outside the circle are curious melon-eating people, who heard that this is the scene of the crime, and they all open their heads to look, hoping to see some corpse through the small door of the factory.

And in this small factory door, in fact, there is no crime scene at all.

"That's what you're talking about?"

Qiao Qianwen stood in front of the reflective glass window on the second floor of the factory, looking at the crowd below, I have to say that this position really captures every move of the onlookers.

Because of Xing Yi's dissemination, major media platforms overwhelmingly reported a fake case in name only. The news reports seem to depict a real murderer.

And this "real murderer" is not real. It can even be said that it can be regarded as contrary to Xing Yi's criminal profile of the madman artist.

Xing Yi deliberately disclosed the modus operandi of this "fictitious murderer" through the media, in order to make the mad artist mistakenly believe that someone was imitating his modus operandi.

All this, for a mad artist, is equivalent to putting these "honors of killing" on the head of another person.

Xing Yi believes that their suspect will be in today's crowd.

However, he has not yet clearly explained to them the physical characteristics of the suspects he knows.

"Boss, did you think the suspect would really show up?" Deng Ming leaned on the iron railing in front of the glass, carefully looking at the crowd downstairs that was not unusual.

"He'll come."

Outside the factory on the first floor, the crowd was talking. In fact, it can be clearly found that there are some media reporters in the crowd who are secretly filming with mobile phones.

Qiao Qianwen frowned slightly. Xing Yi's approach is too risky, and he said that if this method is ineffective, it will cause panic among the masses, and the gains outweigh the losses..... Xing Yi is likely to be punished for this.

Her shoulders suddenly tightened, but she saw him smile calmly.

Xing Yiguang could tell from her facial expressions what she was thinking, which really made her feel both relieved and scared.

"Don't worry," he smiled, looking down at the crowd, "he's already here." ”

Qiao Qianwen looked at the crowd on the first floor, and a person immediately caught her attention.

"You mean him?" She pointed.

Xing Yi smiled slightly, "Do you know who he is?" ”

"Yes." She said in a cool voice.

Even if he now wears a wig and pretends to be another person, in the eyes of Qiao Qianwen, who has been in contact with the human body for many years, all his disguises are useless.

She will never be wrong about a person's physical characteristics.

"So you've been suspicious of him." Qiao Qianwen looked sideways at Xing Yi.

"Sister Qiao, what are you talking about?" Yu Meng looked at the crowd with blank eyes, and didn't know what the two of them were talking about.

On the side, Deng Ming's eyes searched around, but he was also at a loss.

From Yu Meng and Deng Ming's unnoticed, it can be known that this person can be said to be too unobtrusive in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Ah Ming, inform Yang Yi. The crowd was chaotic and the crowd was evacuated. Xing Yi commanded.

"Uh, evacuate the crowd?"

"Inform the target, a young man in a black T-shirt, wearing a black peaked cap with a conspicuous white lettering logo on the brim."

Hearing him say it in such detail, Deng Ming looked at the crowd again and immediately found the traces of the young man. It's just that the brim of the target's hat is pressed very low, and the face can't be seen clearly.

"You and Yang Yi are careful to outflank the crowd from both sides, don't alarm him."

"Yes."

Deng Ming immediately went downstairs to inform Yang Yi on the first floor.

"Mengmeng, you go downstairs to tell the onlookers to disperse and distract them."

"Yes."

"Huh......" Qiao Qianwen breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Dr. Joe." Xing Yi looked at her. "Why, I still can't believe he did it?"

"Hmm...."Qiao Qianwen rubbed her aching temples, "If he did it, then how can he explain the case ten years ago?" You know, ten years ago he was just a kid under 10 years old. ”

"So the case ten years ago was not done by him, but by someone else."

"What do you mean? Are you saying that the mad artist ten years ago and the murderer of the famous painting murder case are not the same person? She was momentarily stunned.

This explains why the murderer's modus operandi is different from before. The mad artist and the current murderer may be inextricably linked. Perhaps....." he paused, and did not go any further, but said, "all mysteries will not be known until he is caught." ”

"Actually, I don't want to believe it's him." There was some helplessness in his tone.

While speaking, the figures of Deng Ming and Yang Yi reappeared in their line of sight, only to see them secretly walking from the side door of the factory to the periphery, the crowd outside the cordon was complicated, and the target was in the center of the crowd not far from the two.

"Irrelevant personnel disperse!" Yu Meng shouted inside the cordon. The attention of the crowd immediately shifted to Yu Meng.

"That's gone, I didn't see anything!" I don't know who shouted.

"We'll not be here later, female officer, tell us about the situation inside." He looked like a journalist. As soon as these words came out, everyone's interest was aroused, and everyone looked at Yu Meng together. The target of the crowd also seemed interested in wanting to know something.

While they were talking, Yang Yi and Deng Ming had already walked around to the back of the crowd.

The two of them glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and slowly approached the target figure in the black cap in the crowd.

Qiao Qianwen's breathing was a little chaotic, and from the second floor, the suspect was close to Deng Ming and Yang Yi.

Suddenly, the young man suddenly looked to the side, and Yang Yi's figure was reflected in his eyes.

Qiao Qian's breath stagnated.

I saw that the young man was stunned, and immediately pushed away the crowd and ran away.

Deng Ming and Yang Yi immediately caught up.

"Damn it!" The worst fears came true. Qiao Qianwen felt a headache.

"Let's go, let's chase after us."

"Hmm." She looked at Xing Yi and nodded. The two immediately moved to the parking space on the first floor and set off.

Here, Yang Yi and Deng Ming were in hot pursuit, and the young man in front was forced to die, so he ran extremely fast.

They chased the young man for two blocks, and the young man did not slow down. Yang Yi was already a little unable to support it, and gradually slowed down.

"Leave me alone, chase after me!"

"Be careful yourself!"

After all, Deng Ming was strong and strong, and he chased all the way, gradually narrowing the distance between him and the young man in front of him.

Seeing that he couldn't shake him off, the young man saw a small alley and hurriedly turned in.

Deng Ming secretly said that it was not good in his heart, he knew that China's alleys were twisting and turning, and if he was not familiar with it, it would be easy to lose him.

There was an avenue in front of him, and when he saw that the young man was about to run out of the alley in a few steps, he only heard the siren blaring, and a police car was blocked at the mouth of the alley.

It turned out that Xing Yi drove and did not chase the young man, but made a detour, and accurately blocked the young man's way according to the locator on Deng Ming's body.

"Don't run!" Deng Ming shouted.

The young man gasped, his eyes rolling around, still trying to find a breakthrough.

"You've got no way back, Xiao Jie."

Xing Yi stepped out of the car and looked at the young man and said slowly.

The young man's body was stunned, and he raised his head slightly to look at him.

"Xiao Jie?"

Deng Ming and Yang Yi looked at the young man together. How could it be Xiao Jie?

"Xiao Jie, we don't have direct evidence to prove that you are the murderer now, you just need to go back to the police station with us obediently and talk about the mastermind behind the instigation of you, and everything can be dealt with lightly." Qiao Qianwen tried to explain and let Xiao Jie know that he didn't have to go all the way to the dark.

Xiao Jie lowered his head, suddenly smiled, and when he raised his head again, there was only endless despair left in his eyes.

"No need, no one instigated me, I did everything myself."

"Xiao Jie ....."

As he spoke, Xiao Jie suddenly turned around and held up a fountain pen in his hand that he didn't know when.

Qiao Qianwen was suddenly startled and hurriedly ran towards Xiao Jie.

"Stop him, he's going to kill himself!"

It seems that everything is too late.

The smell of blood filled the air, and Xiao Jie smiled and slowly collapsed, the delicate fountain pen his mother had given him in his neck.

"Xiao Jie!!" Qiao Qianwen knelt beside him, quickly rescuing, blood rushing and overflowing her palms, and then overflowing her palms.

Xing Yi pressed Xiao Jie's wound and looked at Deng Ming and Yang Yi, who had not yet come back to his senses,

"Call an ambulance!"

The sound of the 120 ambulance's horn faded away, leaving only a mess at the scene.

Qiao Qianwen looked at the blood stains on the ground and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Xing Yi sank his eyes, picked up a clean towel and carefully wiped the blood on her hands for her.

"Are we wrong?"

She looked up at him, her eyes full of doubt.

He tightened his eyebrows and took her into his arms.

"It's not."

He hesitated a little, should he not let her cooperate in the case, she is a forensic doctor who touches the corpse, but this does not mean that she is ready to face all the darkness in the world.

"Maybe." She sighed deeply, got up from his arms, took the towel from his hand and continued wiping it.

"Come and see."

Yu Meng motioned for them to come over, still holding Xiao Jie's schoolbag in his hand.

I saw the corner of the schoolbag, and I saw W.J written on it with a highlighter.

“..... Xiao Jie's surname is Xiao, if you mark the corpse, you should use x.j, right? Deng Ming was puzzled.

Until now, everyone seemed unwilling to believe that the eighteen-year-old boy was the main culprit in the murder.

“w..... Wait, I got it. ”

Everyone looked at Yang Yi.

"I saw his name on his passport, Willian." Yang Yi explained.

"So, W.J is ......" Yu Meng suddenly lost his voice.

"Willian." Deng Ming looked at the blood stains on the ground and sighed deeply.