He never cleaned the scene, and the crime scene was a mess and full of traces. The bodies were discarded at the scene, without any consideration for cover-up. His home was smelly and dirty, like a garbage heap, completely like the abode of a mentally disturbed person.

But you say he's completely unorganized, and he's not. He would dress himself up before committing the crime. He also has his own clear marks of criminal acts, taking away souvenirs. From these two points, he is very ceremonial. When evading the arrest of the police, he managed to escape flexibly from the encirclement, crossed the mountains and mountains, became cautious, and fled for a long time.

Yin Feng held a pen in his hand and knocked on the file. This shows that Xu Baping's own criminal talent and thinking quality are very good. If it weren't for the car accident that hurt his head, he became irritable and emotionally out of control, he would have done the crime better, and the police would have made it harder to catch him......

Yin Feng had something in his heart, and he moved suddenly, feeling that he was about to catch something. He picked up the file of the "Apprentice Killer" case again, put the two documents together, frowned, pondered, and after a while, smiled.

Maybe by doing that, you can catch that person by surprise...... Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, as is the case now.

Yin Feng had made up his mind, put down the file, and looked at it for an hour or two, he also felt a little tired, and when he saw a bottle of mineral water on the corner of the table, he picked it up and drank it. Then leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

In the afternoon, the sun was silent, and people walked by in the corridor from time to time, and he seemed to hear Ding Xiongwei's laughter and talking, as well as the footsteps of several people. After recovering from a serious injury, he slept less last night and spent a lot of physical strength, he felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and leaned back in You Mingxu's chair, remembering that she was helpless just now, and there was a smile hidden in the corner of her eyes, and she said, "Can't I drink?"

I want to hug her, I want to get her, I want to see her blushing and wanting to resist but can't bear to resist.

It's like a wild doe, and she has been held in his arms ever since.

Yin Feng didn't expect that he would dream, and he dreamed of being imprisoned in Guizhou.

After waking up from this serious injury, he remembered many things, including his acquaintance and love with You Mingxu. And the experience in Guizhou has been remembered a lot intermittently, but it is not complete. He always vaguely felt that he had forgotten something very important, but if he thought about it deeply, his head would hurt, so he simply left it alone, waiting for his memory and brain, and over time, he recovered.

And although that memory kept his subconscious secret, he rarely dreamed of the situation. It's like there's a barrier that separates him from the secrets of that time.

Unexpectedly, on such an afternoon when he had read a lot of homicide materials and his mind was full of bloody images, he dreamed again.

It was a particularly quiet room, as quiet as the afternoon when he slept in a daze.

He seemed to smell blood, felt a lot of pain in his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw blood all over the ground.

And he was wearing a t-shirt that was almost ragged and lying on the ground.

He looked up and saw that there was no one in the room, and not far away there was a table with all kinds of knives, saws, stun batons, and muskets...... Many of the tools still have blood stains on them.

It was his blood.

Yin Feng slowly got up. Even if the evil qi is as hard as him, at this time, when he sees those tools that have been "served" on his body, he can't help but feel a fear that goes deep into his bone marrow.

At this time, there was no one to guard, but he knew that he would not be able to get out of this hell at all. But since he stood up for a moment, he wanted to go out for a walk.

He didn't know where he was going.

What about Ash, what about his Ash?

Yin Feng, who was so trapped in an old dream, felt a deep pain in his chest when he thought of You Mingxu. The endless darkness, the loneliness, and the monster stood behind him. Unbeknownst to him, his fingers hanging from the edge of the chair were clenched firmly.

He stumbled down the dark hallway. The rough and cold walls of the tentacles were lifelike, they looked so familiar, and they were clearly engraved in the depths of his memory, and he knew that he had been here, and he had really been here.

Yin Feng walked to the door of a room and slowly turned his head.

He heard someone talking inside, and it was familiar. He had heard both voices.

There was a window in this room, so there was also light, and a man, with his back to him, stood at a desk. The back is so familiar, tall, straight, and likes to wear the same black and cool clothes as he does. Hearing the movement, the man turned around, and Yin Feng saw the pair of cold, misty eyes again, as if hiding a lot of thinking. On the face that was similar to Yin Feng, a shallow cruel smile was revealed.

Yin Chen.

He said: "Yin Feng is not well-behaved again, and he dares to sneak out." Didn't you like your brother playing with you like that yesterday? Why don't you wait obediently, Yin Feng...... But my brother's treasure is the meaning that my brother wants to prove. ”

Yin Feng heard himself shouting: "Brother......"

Then, he saw the smile on Yin Chen's face, which gradually faded, and he said, "You saw it, right?" You got it. ”

Yin Feng slowly turned his head and looked at the person sitting at the table who was half of his body, who was blocked by Yin Chen.

"He'll always know." Yin Feng heard the person say, the voice was obviously familiar, but he couldn't tell who that person was.

All he saw was a young man, tall and thin, dressed in black trousers and glasses, sitting there. Yin Feng's heart was like a heavy blow, he was ...... He is......

But in the dream, as if there was a layer of clouds surrounded by sunlight, Yin Feng always couldn't see his face clearly, but a sense of familiarity came to his face, it was someone he knew. A...... People who simply can't be ignored.

The man stood up, his face still seemed to be hidden in the clouds, patted Yin Chen's shoulder and said, "Gu Tiancheng, I have taken a fancy to him, and I will hand it over to you to absorb his transformation." ”

Yin Chen replied: "Okay." He looked at Yin Feng again, smiled, and said, "Then what should he do?" ”

The man said, "Since it is almost abolished, throw it out." ”

Yin Chen smiled and said, "Are you willing?" ”

The man said, "Yes." Personality is a cheap thing, it is not broken, it does not stand, it does not die or live. ”

Yin Feng was in a trance, and the familiar voice was saying over and over again in his mind:

If it is not broken, it will not stand, and it will not die or live.

If it is not broken, it will not stand, and it will not die or live.

If it is not broken, it will not stand, and it will not die or live.

……

Faintly, it seems that there is a great forgotten matter, a deep secret, which is about to be glimpsed into by him, but he can't see it clearly.