Late at night, the stairwell of the apartment was so quiet that only the lights were as bright as day.

Jian Yao looked at the dark and heavy door in front of her, remembering the code words she had just guessed, and a chill came out of her heart.

I rang the doorbell, but no one answered.

"Knock knock—" She knocked on the door again, heavy and hurried.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, it was Bo Jinyan, and his deep voice was a little lazy: "Sleepwalking? Now it's a point. ”

"Are you at home? Open the door. ”

It was a few more moments before the door opened. Jian Yao was stunned - Bo Jinyan was wearing a bathrobe and standing behind the door with wet hair. The neckline was loose, revealing a small white chest with a few drops of water hanging from it.

He glanced at her and smiled slightly, "You can change your mind on the condition that you make me breakfast tomorrow morning." ”

Jian Yao: "I'm not ......" He had already turned around and entered the house.

Jian Yao followed up quickly.

Since the last time she looked at the house, Jian Yao hadn't been here. I saw that the lights in the room were dim and soft, and I saw the layers of black curtains by the window, which were no different from the last decoration. Only in the middle of the living room, there is a porcelain white and bright bathtub, which is very abrupt.

The bathtub was twice the size of her house, and it was full of steaming water. Obviously, Bo Jinyan was taking a bath here just now. On the small square stool next to it, there is also a tall and slender glass, full of orange and translucent ...... Tea.

At this time, Bo Jinyan had already sat down on the sofa, his long legs under the bathrobe were folded, and he looked at her with clear eyebrows: "Say, what made you come to my house in pajamas in the middle of the night?" Like ......" his gaze narrowed over her face: "A frightened little bird." ”

Jian Yao sat down across from him and looked at him: "Li Xunran sent you an email about the blood number. ”

Bo Jinyan took out a silver notebook from under the coffee table and put it on his lap. With a few taps of his long fingers, he stared at the screen, his face cold.

After only a few seconds, he raised his hand to close the screen, tossed his laptop to the side, and stood up. Jian Yao noticed that his eyes became very indifferent, and his white face seemed to be full of coldness.

She whispered, "If you change to the simplest English alphabet......

Bo Jinyan had already turned around and walked in the direction of the room.

Jian Yao followed without hesitation.

——

This is Bo Jinyan's study, facing a huge bookshelf, stacked with boxes and boxes of documents, almost reaching the ceiling, very spectacular.

Jian Yao stood beside Bo Jin Yan. He stood up straight, reaching out from the top floor and removing a box of papers. Jian Yao noticed that this box was larger than the others, and the words written on the side of the box were written in English, which translated: "2007-2011, California Asia, Flower Cannibal." ”

Bo Jinyan pulled out a stack of files and quickly flipped through them. Jian Yao stared at his side face and asked, "Why did Sun Yong leave such a message?" ”

"It's not him." Bo Jin Yan replied without raising his head, and spoke extremely quickly, "Although this set of passwords is simple, he can't think of it with his brain." And in his fantasy mode, even if he were to leave a signal, it should be an abstract symbol like the Killer Totem or the Templar. ”

Jian Yao was slightly shocked: "Could it be that Sun Yong is just a puppet, and there is someone behind his back who instructs him to commit crimes?" She glanced at the dense picture of the corpse in his hand and asked quietly, "Your prisoner in the United States?" ”

Bo Jinyan shook his head, a sneering smile appeared in his eyes: "NO, perversion can be innate, but it won't be achieved overnight." Sun Yong's perverted behavior is consistent with his twenty-nine years of upbringing. And the first few killings were earlier than when I returned to China - my return to China and Tong City were all temporary decisions, so his crime could not have been instigated and provoked by others. ”

Jian Yao nodded, and at the same time looked at his cold face—he suddenly returned to China at that time, which should be related to that serious illness.

Bo Jinyan continued: "A killer like him who is closed and arrogant in his heart is usually only willing to work alone. In the process of committing the crime, he also showed distinctive personal characteristics, and there was no trace of the existence of accomplices. He glanced at Jian Yao again, "It's even more impossible for someone to coerce him to commit a crime for a long time." ”

Jian Yao said: "Then he just needs to go to the police, his personal freedom is not restricted." And he doesn't have any relatives, he's terminally ill, and there's nothing to coerce - but what's going on with this message? ”

"There is no doubt that Sun Yong is the real culprit of the 'murder machine case'." Bo Jinyan said lightly, "It's just that someone has been to the crime scene and left me this message." ”

Jian Yao's heartstrings trembled slightly, and she followed his gaze and looked at the file in his hand. It was an enlarged photograph of a young man in his twenties, wearing a white T-shirt, very handsome, with a straight nose and clear blue eyes.

Bo Jinyan suddenly spoke:

“Hi,Simon.I am so scared.

Hi,Simon.Catch me if you can.

Hi,Simon.Are you my dessert”

(Hey, Simon, I'm so scared.)

Hey, Simon, come and get me.

Hi Simon, will you be my meal? ）

A series of English came out of his mouth like water, and his tone was light and excited, revealing a bit of evil spirit.

Jian Yao's heart was shocked—he was imitating another person's tone.

She looked at the photo: "Is this person leaving a signal?" He's coming to China? "California flower cannibal?

Bo Jinyan threw the file back into the box along with the photo: "Tommy was sent to Pelican Bay Prison by me and □□ for life. He couldn't even breathe out of Pelican Bay. Not him. ”

Jian Yao was suspicious when he heard it - what Bo Jinyan imitated just now should be Tommy, otherwise he wouldn't have deciphered the password and immediately came to look through this file. But he also said that it wasn't Tommy who left the message.

"Who's that?"

"I don't know."

Bo Jin Yan's long body stood upright, his eyes still staring at the wall of files in front of him. But the faint and deep eyes made Jian Yao feel that his gaze had gone to a far, far away place along with his thoughts.

A smile slowly welled up in his eyes. The smile was a little cold, reflecting the shallow sparkle in his eyes, and it looked bright and moving. At first glance, it is thrilling.

He suddenly turned around, reached out and put his arm around Jian Yao's shoulder, and took her out the door.

The man's cold breath instantly enveloped her, and there was still a little bit of moisture, and the arm on her shoulder was flexible and powerful.

Bo Jin Yan ...... "Jian Yao didn't know why, but his face was calm, and only the cold smile on the corner of his mouth did not fade.

Soon she was taken to the door. Bo Jinyan opened the door, pushed her with his hand, and sent her out of the door.

Jian Yao turned to look at him.

He stood in the hallway with alternating light and darkness, like a tall and cold shadow. And he looked directly at her, and his voice was low and clear as before: "Jian Yao, don't be afraid, goodbye." ”

Jian Yao was stunned, he had already closed the door.

——

When the sky was slightly bright, Jian Yao opened her eyes.

Looking out of the window, around the building that blocked the sunrise, you can see a small patch of sky, gray and obscure. She got out of bed, washed her face, felt her brain clear, and called Bo Jinyan.

She didn't look for him again last night. Because it is clear that with his character, he will definitely not open the door again.

I don't know what will happen now.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is off......" the soft female voice repeated mechanically.

The situation appears to be more dire. Because Bo Jinyan never turns off his mobile phone.

As she went downstairs, she knocked on his door, and the sound of silence echoed through the stairwell, and no one answered.

——

Monday mornings are usually the busiest. As soon as Jian Yao arrived at the company, she ushered in a mountain of work. was so busy that she could only put Bo Jinyan's matter on hold for the time being.

At noon, she took the time to go to the stairwell of the building and call Fu Ziyu.

"Ziyu, you know Bo Jinyan......"

"He took the first flight back to the United States today." Fu Ziyu's voice was not as light as usual, and it was very calm.

"What the hell is California cannibalism all about?"

Fu Ziyu paused, and his voice became soft: "Jian Yao, I have also seen the email of the blood number." This thing is roughly like this now: Jin Yan still doesn't know who is behind it, but this is the FBI's case, so he rushed back to the United States. California cannibalism is the most successful case he's ever been involved in, and it's the toughest case that the FBI can deal with, and you and I can't help it. So you don't have to worry, when it's done, he'll be back. ”

——

This afternoon, when Jian Yao was busy with the trivial work at hand, she was a little distracted.

Fu Ziyu's meaning is very clear, they are actually meaningless to ask about this case. Therefore, she will not explore and inquire again, so as not to disturb Bo Jinyan instead.

Just looking at the exquisitely decorated office area in front of me, men and women in suits and leather shoes, stacks of papers, rows of computers...... It's busy, it's quiet and ordinary. And at this moment, Bo Jinyan may be tracking down the most vicious criminals, facing violence and death.

She and him are like living in two different worlds.

——

A week passed in a hurry, Jian Yao was always busy, only getting off work every night, when she passed by the door of Bo Jinyan's house, she listened attentively, and it was always silent.

On weekend nights, she finally had a free time. I sat down in front of my computer and looked through the password email again.

With a thought, she sent an email to Bo Jinyan. The content is very short:

"Is everything going well?"

About a few minutes later, a new email was prompted, which was Bo Jinyan:

"Smooth. Take care of the silence, the key is under the doormat. ”

Jian Yao looked at this line of words, smiled slowly, and immediately went downstairs.

Sure enough, under the dark and thick doormat, I found a key. He really dares, although this is a high-end community with good security, but the country is not as good as the United States. Jian Yao decided to keep the key and return it to him when he returned.

Probably because no one lived in it for a week, there was a stuffy smell in the house. The air quality in City B is notoriously bad, and the window sill furniture has accumulated a thin layer of dust. Jian Yao cleaned up everything a little, and finally turned out the buried silence under a pile of file boxes in the study. Jian Yao squatted down in front of it, patted its lid, and said, "He has gone to a distant place, come home with me." ”

——

For the next period of time, Jian Yao's life was very calm and stable. Every morning, after breakfast with Silence, I went to work. Busy all day, play for a while at night and go to bed. On weekends, I would eat and go shopping with classmates and friends, and then I would spend an hour or two cleaning the house for Bo Jinyan.

In two months, she lost two pounds and weighed 20 grams in silence. She checked it on the Internet, and this is already a sudden weight gain in the adult turtle world. It can be seen that Bo Jinyan's idea of living with her at the beginning was actually wise - each of them and each turtle can be better cared for.

Sometimes when Jian Yao was cleaning at his house, looking at the cold and gray room, he would also think of Bo Jinyan's handsome face, and the feeling of his heart beating faster when he looked down condescendingly when he tried the mattress that day.

When she was in high school, she had a crush on her seniors, who was handsome, gentle, introverted, and more mature than her peers. The feeling at that time, Jian Yao is still clear and unforgettable. When you see him, your heart beats faster, and the feeling is burning, sweet, and exciting. There is a sentence in the book that she will hear the sound of flowers blooming in her heart, and she thinks that crush is what it feels like.

But Bo Jinyan is different. He was dazzling, a little far from a normal person like her. He is also a poisonous tongue, and getting along with him has repeatedly made her gentle cultivation ruined, and she can't help but quarrel with him. But sometimes, he is so naïve that it makes people's hearts soften.

Does she like his feelings? She's not so sure yet.

But one thing she knows for sure is that she doesn't want this person in her life.

——

Soon it was May.

On May Day, Fu Ziyu invited Jian Yao to dinner, the reason was to thank her for cleaning Bo Jinyan's house and taking care of Silence, and the laborer was the most glorious.

"Don't worry, I will let Bo Jinyan pay for this meal." He said.

Jian Yao asked, "When will he come back?" ”

"I don't know. You know he's always done his own thing, and he doesn't explain anything to people. ”

Jian Yao continued to live a stable and regular life, almost all her energy was focused on work, and she rarely thought of Bo Jinyan.

——

On the weekend of mid-May, she went to Bo Jinyan's house as usual.

After cleaning for a while, the lunch she ordered was delivered in advance, so she asked someone to send it directly to Bo Jinyan's house.

The result may be that breakfast is eaten too late, halfway through it is full, simply put it on the table, and continue to clean.

The afternoon sun was shining, she was wearing plastic gloves on her hands, iPods on her ears, and she was not in a hurry to wipe the cabinet in the study, humming a song in her mouth.

I don't know how long later, at one moment, she faintly heard a noise at the door.

She took off her earplugs suspiciously, and slowly walked to the door of the room to see that the door was closed and no one was knocking.

It should be next door.

After tidying up the study, she went to the toilet to wash rags, and when she passed by the kitchen, she inadvertently looked up and suddenly felt that something was wrong on the dining table.

The tables and chairs are still well arranged, and the tableware is neatly placed on the side......

What about her leftovers? Why are half a cup of fairy grass tea, half a piece of red bean mousse cake, and two chicken wings missing?

Jian Yao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated—she remembered correctly, it was placed on the table. I turned my eyes slightly, and found that the trash can on the side, with a milk tea cup, a cake box and a plate for chicken wings, was all empty.

Someone ate it.

Jian Yao slowly turned her head and looked at the bedroom door. On the brightly colored floor, the swaying figures in the room are faintly reflected.

After no thieves break into the house, the first thing is to eat the owner's leftover food.

Unless he came back from a long journey and was picky about the plane meal, he was very hungry.

Jian Yao couldn't help but laugh.