Seeing that he didn't seem to have any questions to ask, I took the initiative to ask, "Xiaoyin, come and tell my brother, where did you meet?" ”

"On the wall outside the kindergarten. He was standing outside our school, as if looking at the painting on it. ”

"Painting? Another painting! I muttered to myself.

After leaving, Chen Fang and I went directly to the kindergarten where Xiaoyin studied, came to the outside wall, and looked at the painting above.

In fact, this is a relatively ordinary painting, which is more cartoonish, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Chen Fang and I stood side by side, but neither spoke, and we must have our own thoughts in our hearts.

After being quiet and calm for a long time, Chen Fang turned his head and asked me, "Old Lu, what do you think now?" ”

I turned my face away, looked at the ground, and said, "The murderer seems to have a soft spot for these paintings. Presumably he must be a painter, right? ”

"Well, that's possible." Chen Fang said, "But I still haven't figured it out, and I feel that this doesn't seem to have much to do with our case itself." ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "No, maybe he painted this picture?" ”

Chen Fang smiled and said, "Maybe he came to buy this little girl, and accidentally saw such a painting and was hooked?" So ......"

As Chen Fang spoke, I caught a glimpse of a surveillance camera next to me. I immediately raised my left hand and gently patted Chen Fang's arm.

Chen Fang immediately turned back to Li curiously and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Look, there's a surveillance camera over there." I said in a deep voice.

After Chen Fang also found out, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really true!" Let's go in and check the surveillance. ”

"Wait a minute, it's a little late!" I say.

Early the next morning, the two of us came to the kindergarten again, and contacted the relevant person in charge of the kindergarten to transfer the surveillance video.

The footage shows that yesterday there was indeed a *** in front of the wall outside this gate. However, he was wearing a black hoodie and a mask, so we couldn't see him clearly.

On the tree next to him, I visually observed: "He should be about the same height as me, about 1.7 to 1.8 meters, and his physique is on the thin side." Judging by this appearance and dress, it is estimated to be 18-30 years old. ”

"But this kind of news is useless." Chen Fang said.

I immediately turned my head, looked at the director, and asked, "Chief, who painted this painting outside?" ”

Without thinking, the principal said, "It was painted by one of our former art teachers, but he doesn't teach here anymore!" I can give you his contact information if you need it. ”

The two of us hurriedly followed the principal to the office and got the contact information of the target suspect.

After obtaining this contact information, at half past nine in the morning, we came to the home of this teacher, Yu Xiaolong!

Yu Xiaolong graduated from the painting college, 23 years old this year, male, 1.73 meters tall. His various characteristics are completely in line with the characteristics of our suspect.

His family lives in Kwai Yuan Community, Room 203, Building 8.

At the door of Room 203, Chen Fang and I pressed the doorbell one after another. During this period, Chen Fang and I also took turns calling Yu Xiaolong.

This neighborhood is a bit old, so the soundproofing of the house is not so good. The two of us were standing in the doorway, and we could hear his cell phone ringing inside!

But he wouldn't open the door!

This made us even more convinced that he was supposed to be a murderer, and it was in order to avoid arrest by our police that he hid in the house.

At this time, an aunt who lived opposite Yu Xiaolong opened the door, as if she was going out to buy vegetables.

When she saw us standing at the door, she immediately complained, "You're his friends, aren't you?" I haven't seen him in or out of here for a few days, and the room stinks to death. Everyone is a neighbor, and it doesn't matter if he's not afraid of getting dirty, but don't harm people! ”

"How many days have you not seen him in or out?" I'm curious, because it stands to reason that he didn't just go out yesterday?

And he's such a careful person, so he won't make the house very sloppy, right? On top of that, I vaguely smelled a foul smell coming from his room.

Originally, I thought that this was because this community was too old, so it smelled like this!

After the aunt finished speaking, she left.

Chen Fang and I looked at each other, and we both felt that something seemed to be wrong.

"Kick or crawl?" I asked.

Chen Fang thought about it secretly, and then directly raised his right leg and kicked it violently.

"Bang!" With this sound, he easily kicked the door open.

When I landed, a stench poured out of the house! What does this smell like? How do you feel like there are a lot of bacteria in it!

The two of us hurriedly stepped back and covered our noses. Because I'm worried about what kind of poison gas this is! At the same time, I looked inside, but it was pitch black, and even the curtains were closed.

In the entrance to the entrance, in addition to newspapers and food scraps on the floor, there were rats crawling out of the next room.

What kind of house is this? Is it still a place where people live?

The picture is really terrifying, but Chen Fang and I still walked in cautiously. After walking in, I subconsciously walked into the room on the right. I saw that the mobile phone was originally placed here at the washstand at the entrance. I raised my eyes and looked in the mirror, and there was a lot of dust on it.

And the walls in the toilet, including the squatting pit, also have a lot of dirty dirt, and no one has cleaned them! If it weren't for the fact that his phone still had a little charge, I really doubt how long this house would have been unoccupied!

When I walked out, I saw Chen Fang standing alone in the living room, as if looking at something. And his gaze must be looking at the wall, right?

Out of curiosity, I walked over slowly.

When I came to look, I saw that there was another painting on the wall. The painting presents a rough outline of a man lying on a bed drunk. Then, there was fluid running down his wrists.

Since this painting is also painted with red paint, the liquid reminds me of "blood"!

Although the style of the painting is strange and terrifying, I am used to it and am not stunned. After looking at it as if I were looking at a normal work, I lowered my gaze and subconsciously looked at the corner.

I saw that the corners of the walls looked so clean, and there was not the slightest dye or powder that flowed. And that place is cleaner than other places, so I know that this is the person who deliberately cleaned it after painting.