At night, she was still resting in the original guest room, but after all, the prisoner who attacked her in the middle of the night had not been caught, originally Qin Feng and Professor Meng were against her living in this room again, but Meng Fan thought that this was the fastest way to catch the prisoner, and she was the bait to lure the prisoner to appear, and she was guarding the door, as long as there was any movement, she would rush in immediately.

To be honest, it should be difficult for the prisoner to be sure where she lives! In order to avoid encountering danger again, normal people will definitely not continue to stay in the place where they were in danger. If the target goes back to where it was, the fool should wonder if this is a trap. So she didn't have much confidence in Meng Fan's plan to lure the snake out of the hole.

She looked at the dark sky outside the window without sleep, and remembered what happened when she met Ye Zhen. At that time, she didn't even think that she would see Ye Zhen again, let alone that this kind of thing would happen again.

"Spike." Qin Feng knocked on the door, "I soaked you honey milk, it will be easier to fall asleep after drinking it." ”

Easier to fall asleep? "Wouldn't it be better for me to stay awake tonight?" She took the hot milk and said half-jokingly.

"Oh, so espresso would be better?" Qin Feng showed his sexy smile that would make most women stop breathing.

She shrugged, "By the way, I just had something to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?" Qin Feng pulled over a chair and sat down next to her and asked.

"How long are you going to observe me?" She asked, "The reason why Xuanyuan Yue will pay attention to me, you can't have noticed it yet, right?" Unlikely from your observations, right? ”

A hint of something flashed on Qin Feng's face, but she couldn't catch it. "With a glamorous man like me paying attention to you, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with? Most people want me to observe as long as possible. ”

"I'm not dissatisfied......" She found that Qin Feng's eyes were different from when they first met, as if there was something more. Forget it, whatever you want. "Qin Feng said that he wanted to observe her, and he didn't trouble her much, and he helped her a lot, so he didn't care about him." Are you going to be a voyeur? She teased.

"Hmph, who else in this world do you think would dare to say that?" Qin Feng said with his forehead on his forehead.

Aha, you're tough. She laughed dryly twice, and then said, "By the way, the bridge is fine anyway, why don't you go back first?" Anyway, you're a big star, and what kind of owner is it, if something happens......"

"But you're going to stay here?" Qin Feng interrupted her.

"I wanted to leave as soon as possible, it's so cold here...... But what happened here can't be said to have nothing to do with me, right? It's hard to walk away. She said.

Qin Feng furrowed his good-looking eyebrows and said, "You dare to stay here as an ordinary girl, how can a big man like me with his tail between his legs escape?" ”

She didn't stay here because she had the guts...... "How can this be regarded as escaping with her tail between her legs, as a master of the Xuanyuan family, isn't being responsible for your own safety to the people under your door?" What if you have a case? She took a sip of milk - wow, how could honey milk make it so good? It's really a chef-level craft, and it's hard to imagine that this is made by someone who is an idiot with a taste for food.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Are you worried about me?" ”

"Huh?" She looked at Qin Feng inexplicably, didn't she look like she was worried about him just now? "Of course I'm worried about you, why do you have a surprised expression? Am I the kind of person who doesn't worry about my friends at all, without blood or tears? ”

"No, no, no." Qin Feng waved his hand and said, "Because you are the kind of person who doesn't care about anything and doesn't care about anything." ”

She had already been said this for the second time by someone from the Xuanyuan family.

"You didn't notice it yourself?" Qin Feng looked at her and asked.

"You said I wouldn't take it to heart, so what's the matter if you notice it or not?" She said indifferently.

"It's really boring, so you can show a little sadness!" Qin Feng sighed vigorously.

"Why?" She didn't understand it anymore, she was told that she didn't care about anything, why should she be sad? "But since you're good at escaping, at least you can protect yourself, right? If you want to stay, stay. She shrugged.

After being silent for a while, Qin Feng couldn't hold back and asked, "Why do you care so much about this matter?" Does it have something to do with what happened to the woman you met when you first met a woman named Ye Ye Zhen? What was the situation like? Didn't you promise to tell me? ”

She put down her glass, sighed, and said, "It wasn't a pleasant experience. ”

"Are you going to say it? Then I'll call that policeman in, and maybe I'll find a clue to solve the case! Qin Feng said excitedly.

Is this guy a storyteller? "Don't call him, it's quite unbelievable, he won't believe it, and then he will say that I am mentally ill."

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Eight years ago, in the summer vacation when she had just graduated from high school, she went to photograph the ruins with her photography enthusiasts from the Federation of Social Sciences. Their destination was a dilapidated village that was to be converted into a park, the villagers had all been relocated, and the remaining houses would be demolished in two months. They moved separately, and when the time was set to come, they would go back to the entrance of the village and gather back.

She was new to ruin photography, so it was a small experiment to see if she would like the genre. She strolled to an old three-story building, whose façade had peeled off, revealing mottled brick walls, rusty window frames, and burglar nets that smelled sticky in the sweltering heat that could bake people out of oil. The rusty brown iron gate at the door was not locked, and it did not move in the windless weather.

After lining up for a few photos at the door, she walked in through the iron gate that was not closed. The house is also mottled and yellowed on the walls, and there are still large patches of wall ash on the ground. The whitish, worn-out curtains hung straight from the window, damn reminding her of the paper figures at funerals.

It was supposed to be uninhabited, but she seemed to hear human voices and animal roars.

She looked up and down the house, but there was no sign of people or inhabitants. Did you hear it wrong? She searched around the room on the first floor and found that the sound was better heard in the room that used to be the kitchen. Under the blackened walls of the stove, she found the entrance to an underground vegetable cellar. Compared to other places, the dust here is significantly thinner, and there should have been people in and out of the country recently. But who wants to hide in the cellar? If it's a nail household, wouldn't it be better to live on it? What kind of wanted criminal?!

The door of the vegetable cellar on the ground is not locked, but it opens at once, so if it is a wanted criminal, it should be locked from the inside in order not to be found, right? Will there be madmen?

Because the entrance to the cellar was opened, the sound came out more clearly, and the voices of men and the roars of large animals could be heard, and the air diffusing from it could smell a faint smell of blood. Could it be that someone was attacked and injured by a beast? But the human voice coming from inside was less like a moan of pain from a wound and more like a laugh.

She wanted to call a few more people to take a look, but she didn't know what was going on inside, and she was embarrassed to bother the uncles and aunts who were older than her - just go in and take a peek, and if the situation wasn't right, run out, well, so be it!

She took a breath and mustered up the courage to walk lightly down the mound steps of the cellar. The cellar is filled with yellow light bulbs, and it doesn't feel dim at all. A man's voice could be heard from the depths of the cellar, but because there was an echo, he couldn't tell what he was saying. The passage in the cellar was not long, and as soon as she turned the corner, she saw a leopard chained in the corner of the wall and its head covered in blood. Next to the leopard was a man dressed in a doctor's robe and a white mask.

Animal cruelty? She took a step back in disbelief, forgetting to slow down.

"Who?!" The sound of her footsteps had clearly caught the attention of the man inside.