"Even so, we still don't know who the murderer is." Nanjing said, "If the broken temple fifty miles away is the first scene of the murder, but there are more than ten beggars living in the broken temple, it is not a suitable place to commit the crime." ”

"Why do you think the murderer skinned Wan Xinling?" Eleven put his hands behind his back and looked at the two men in front of him.

One eyebrow is picturesque, eyes are like stars, and warm as a spring breeze.

Although he has an ugly scar on his face, he can't suppress his innate elegance and elegance.

"For appreciation?" Nanjing really couldn't think of it, so he asked casually.

"If it's just for appreciation, the murderer only needs to cut off Wan Xinling's head, or the skin is enough, and he doesn't need the skin of the whole body at all, and there is no skin and flesh left on the corpse, which shows that he is skillful in knife skills." Ye Junchen shook his head softly and looked at Eleven Dao, "Why the murderer did this, I can't guess." ”

"Want to know?"

"Nature."

Eleven stretched out a finger and tapped her cheek softly, raising a slight smile.

A smile flashed in Ye Junchen's eyes, and he strode forward, bowing his head and kissing the place where her finger pointed.

Eleven only felt that the place where he was kissed was slightly hot, and he looked at the man in front of him with wide eyes.

There seems to be something wrong with the style of painting.,Why do you say kiss now.,Don't resist.。

Ye Junchen reached out and touched the top of her head, his eyes flashed with unfinished light, and his voice was low, like the sound of a piano.

"Isn't it enough?"

"Huh?"

Seeing that the little woman hadn't reacted yet, and her cute and cute appearance, Ye Junchen lowered her head again.

A warm kiss was once again on her cheek, the same place as before.

"How?"

Eleven's little face turned red, and he subconsciously took a small step back, like a chicken eating rice.

"Enough is enough, you don't need to know who the murderer is, you just need to find someone who is exactly like Wan Xinling."

Ye Junchen and Nan Jing are both extremely smart people, and when they heard this, they immediately understood why the murderer wanted Wan Xinling to cover his whole body.

They know how to disguise, but it's a bit strange to wear a whole human skin on their bodies.

Nanjing picked up a white cloth and covered the female corpse on the coroner's table.

"Ah Ye, are you afraid of the resurrection of the dead just now?" Eleven looked at him cautiously, and asked aimly, "Do you think I'm a monster?" ”

"No, since I think it's true, no matter what you become, I like it." Seeing that the little woman was a little uneasy, Ye Junchen took her into his arms and chuckled, "I met Qing Chen five years ago, and at that time, I knew that there are many people with strange abilities in this world, so you are not a monster, at least not the only one. ”

"Even if it is, it's my little monster." Ye Junchen lowered his head and kissed her forehead and said, "Since there are clues, my husband naturally wants to solve the case, rest early in the evening, and remember to stay at the door." ”

"Yes."

After Ye Junchen left, Eleven covered his little face, smiled like a lotus, like a rabbit, jumped out of the yard, saw the white tiger, and pounced directly.

"Da Bai, Da Bai, Ah Ye said, I'm a little monster by himself, does he like me? Did you confess to me? ”

"Am I blushing?"

"Da Baibai, why do you say Ah Ye is so perfect?"

"Great White ......"

The white tiger was annoyed by Eleven and let out a low roar, turning his head to the side, unwilling to care.