The elevator arrived.

It is easy to find out the room number where the six bandits just now lived. The house is rented, and more specific information needs to be ascertained.

A policeman stepped forward to open the door, and several policemen rushed in with guns behind him, and soon found out that there was no one in the house and no dangerous objects were seen.

The crowd put away their guns and began to look at the house.

At first glance, you would never imagine that this is a house where a group of psychopathic killers live.

The living room was spacious and tastefully furnished. Yes, that's what it feels like, elegant and comfortable. Light warm colors, cloth sand, tea table tea set, water in the cup and a little warm. There is a TV, there is a bookcase, and there are some miscellaneous notes, psychology books, and so on.

You Mingxu even saw a row of Yin Feng's books, half old but not new, she took one and flipped through it. Yin Feng walked up to her and took a look. You Mingxu said: "They're studying you? ”

Yin Feng threw the book back on the table and said, "Who knows? Maybe it's just reading a book. After all, my book is good. ”

You Ming gave him a blank look.

On the wall hung a pair of calligraphy, which read: All good is dead, all evil is pursued.

The handwriting is strong, upright and atmospheric. There is no payment.

You Mingxu and Yin Feng both looked at the painting for a while, glanced at each other, and did not speak.

This is probably the largest unit in the community, with more than 2oo square meters. On one side of the living room, there is a kitchen, communal washroom and a gym. You Mingxu entered the kitchen, and unexpectedly there was a pot of soup boiling on the fire. Washed some vegetables in the sink. Open the fridge and there are some foods, fruits, and vegetables in it as well.

On the wall next to the refrigerator, a table was pasted, and there were actually three big characters written "Duty Table".

Below are the names or nicknames of the people for each day of the week.

Lao Gu, Cao Tou, Big Mouth, Brother Wen......

The handwriting is a bit ugly, but you can see that the person who writes is trying to write properly.

You Mingxu looked at all this in the kitchen, inexplicably stunned.

Yin Feng didn't know when he came to her again.

You Mingxu said: "Are they living their lives? Who would have thought that in the "home" of a group of killers, what you see would be such neat and even warm daily details.

Yin Feng replied: "I didn't expect that they still have a life." ”

These words were quite meaningful, You Mingxu glanced at him, only to feel that his face looked even more indifferent than usual.

The gym has treadmills, a few strength-building machines, and a boxing punching bag. This is in line with You Mingxu's expectations, but all bandits never neglect the continuous exercise of physical strength. So when they are policemen, can they not toss themselves desperately? If you're lazy, the bandits are more diligent than you, and they can blow you up with a turn.

The first bedroom has a bed and a wardrobe and a desk. The beds were neatly folded, and there were a few men's clothes hanging in the closet, as well as a pair of leather shoes. Unremarkable.

There is a piece of glass pressed on the tabletop, and under the glass is full of photographs.

All belong to the same woman, and a little girl. The woman is in her thirties, and the little girl looks like she is seven or eight years old. It looks like a mother and daughter, and they are smiling happily in several photos. There are also photos, apparently cut out of a group photo, with untidy edges, and you can see the corners of another person's black clothes.

A small piece under the glass was empty, and there was a shallow mark on the tabletop, apparently the photograph that had been placed here, and had been taken. The glass is also a little crooked, and the person who took the photo is in a hurry.

You Mingxu understood at a glance that they were in a hurry just now, and the person who lived in this room didn't know which person it was just now, so he only had time to take a photo.

In the corner of the tabletop, there is a small, very old puppy doll. You Mingxu noticed that in one of the photos, the little girl was holding an identical doll.

"It looks like he's lost the most important thing." Yin Feng said in her ear, "Always live in nostalgia." ”

"That's not a reason for him to do evil." You Mingxu said lightly, turned around and walked out of the house.

Yin Feng looked at her back, smiled, and followed.

As soon as the second room walked in, You Mingxu was stunned.

The walls are plastered with photographs.

A photo of her.

Yin Feng glanced at it, and his face turned cold.

You Mingxu approached, looked at the photo, and restrained the chill in his heart. She doesn't even know when these photos were taken. the way she walked out of the house; She and Yin Feng stood in front of the car; There is also a candid photo from a distance, she is standing in the police office, drinking a cup of tea; She eats in a small tavern......

There were forty or fifty of them.

The two watched in silence for a while, You Mingxu turned his head to look elsewhere, and Yin Feng stood in front of her. She looked up, and Yin Feng's hand had fallen on her neck, pinching it gently.

You Mingxu: "What for?" ”

Yin Feng's eyes seemed to have some dark light flowing, and after pinching it, he put down his hand and said coldly: "He will make trouble, and he will disgust us if he dies." ”

This "he" naturally refers to Gu Tiancheng.

You Mingxu didn't say anything, turned his head to look at the table, a pile of medicine bottles, staggered, some with open lids, and some pills were sprinkled on the table, revealing how painful the person was when he was sick.

There was a folder on the table, You Mingxu opened it and looked at it, stunned.

It's a pencil sketch. The painter obviously has some skills, and the painting is very similar, and it can be seen at a glance that it is her who paints. She wore the same jacket and trousers she wore when she was in Tibet, short boots, a long drape, and a bag on her back. The expression is also very vivid, the eyebrows and eyes are cold, faintly smiling, and there is a hint of arrogance.

There was a man standing beside her.

It was a man who felt familiar and strange to You Mingxu.

Because of his appearance and figure, he is Gu Tiancheng. But he was wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase in his hand. The expression was also different, he smiled, looked very cheerful, and looked at the woman next to him.

Two people standing together.

You Mingxu threw the folder back on the table and prepared to go out with a blank face. Yin Feng put his arm around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her heavily on the face. You Mingxu pushed him away, but only saw his dark eyes. He didn't speak, and You Mingxu didn't want to talk to him, what kind of place was this, he kissed her like crazy?

She turned and walked away.

Yin Feng stood in place, touched his lips, and glanced coldly at the painting on the table, which was evidence in the end, and reason restrained his strong urge to tear it up. I reminisced about the soft touch of kissing her face just now, and my heart fluttered. He couldn't help but laugh, and looked at the painting on the table again, what else could he get but painting the man? He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked out.

The owner of the third room, however, is a studious. In the room, except for the bed, there were only books. Books were piled up on the table, as well as on the floor. , Biography, Popular Science, Mathematics, Geography, Magazines, Military ...... There are all kinds of books. There are even a few notebooks, densely packed with excerpts.

When Xu Mengshan saw it, he was surprised: "Is this still a scholar?" ”

You Mingxu also felt the same way, really, normal people are the same. Perverted, each with its own perverted way of living.

Yin Feng on the side said: "On the contrary, he is a scumbag." That's not the case with top students. ”

You Mingxu and Xu Mengshan both glanced at him. There's no way, Yin Feng must have more say in this matter than them.

But it was in the drawer of this pseudo-scholar that a stack of photos appeared. Some of the photos are old and yellow, while others are new. In each photo, there is a man, and on each man's head, a big cross is drawn with a red pen.

This is a very important clue.

You Mingxu changed color slightly, and called Xu Mengshan again, after circulating the photos, no one could recognize who the person in the photo was, at most some people felt familiar, so they could only take the photos back to the police station.

The search for this house is nearing its end.

Either way, this place, and what all the police imagined, was different.

This was their first exposure to a psychopathic killer organization. In their imagination, the lair of those people should be dark, dirty, bloody, and full of perverts. Even if they see a corpse or a stump, the police will not be surprised.

Who would have thought that, except for some photos, books, sketches, revealing a little paranoid details, it looks normal here, those people will drink tea, cook soup, and clean up and work out every day. The room is clean and bright, and the life is regular and healthy. They hid their love in their room, day by day, month by month.

When leaving the house, You Mingxu walked out of the hallway, and suddenly turned back and looked at the wall directly opposite the living room.

That sentence jumped into her eyes so blackly and vividly:

All good is dead, and all evil is pursued.