"Of course I'm willing to cooperate if I can." I finally spoke to Mike. "But how am I going to cooperate? Will my cooperation clear my name or will it take me to court? I slowly sat back in my chair and flicked my fingers at the gore pictures on the table, looking at Mike's face with some mockery.

"There is an old Chinese saying that 'those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid.' If you are willing to cooperate with us, I will want to believe that you are an innocent and good person. Mike said to me, I don't know if it was from his heart or his thoughtful words based on his years of experience in the police department, but it finally made me feel a little more comfortable.

Instead of reopening his notebook, Mike said to me as if he were chatting, "Now there are three cases here, serial murder, drug trafficking, and farm homicide, all three of which have some connection to you. ”

"In the case of serial killings, you have had varying degrees of contact and stalking with the victims, and we know from the victims' relatives and friends that you have even harassed some of them...... Mike said.

"This is a complete false accusation!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but interrupt Mike.

"So what's going on here?" Mike was not annoyed, he asked calmly. "Why are you stalking them? It wasn't meant to sell them gym cards and cosmetics, right? ”

"Maybe you can think that everyone has a love for beauty." I ignored Mike's jokes to lighten the mood and replied with a frown. "I admit that I did stalk them, but only out of admiration, I never interfered with their normal life, just looked at them from a long distance, and that's it."

"It seems that your aesthetic coincides with that of the murderer." Mike raised an eyebrow teasingly, and he said to me. "And did you find anything more suspicious than yourself in your tracking?"

I scratched my head vigorously with my hands, painfully recalling the experiences of rejection and misunderstanding, and my mind could only think of their angry, disgusted, and horrified faces, and nothing else useful. I shook my head in extreme irritability and helplessness, and finally turned into a wild roar: "Enough! ”

Mike stared at me without saying a word, and after a while, he continued to say to me: "In the drug trafficking case, Elena, a member of the drug trafficking organization, escaped from the organization with a drug trafficking list, and this news was intercepted by the undercover agents we planted in the organization, and black and white were chasing her at the same time, but at this critical moment, she found you. ”

"This is not the most critical place, the most critical place is that after you dated, Elena completely disappeared and disappeared from the world. Whether it's the police or a drug trafficking organization, there's no news of Ellie. Mike said. And now the only person in this world who knows Elena's whereabouts is you. Whether she's hiding in an unknown corner alive or dead in a pile of rotten flesh, it won't stop your situation from becoming dangerous. ”

"The most important thing you should do to protect yourself is to tell me everything I want to know." He tapped his finger on the table, making a crisp tapping sound that vibrated my eardrums. He spoke in a deep voice, giving a sense of stability and oppression: "Why are you following those women, is Elena dead or alive now, and if Serena's death has nothing to do with you, then why are you at that party and crime scene?" ”

I bit my fingers restlessly, while Mike sat in his seat and stared at me unhurriedly. After I had bitten my nails rough and couldn't bite anymore, I had to open my mouth to Mike. "It's not that I won't tell you the truth, but it's a lot more bizarre than what I've told you before. If you think what I've said is nonsense, then you'll think what I'm about to say is also nonsense. ”

"You might as well talk about it." Mike welcomed and accepted my move to give up resistance and want to confess, and he said to me, "Maybe we can agree on something?" ”

It was the first time I had tried to talk to someone about my thoughts, so I took a deep breath nervously, took another sip from the glass on the table, licked my lips, and then slowly said, "First of all, the women." ”

The reason why I follow those women is because they all have one thing in common—they exude a kind of loneliness and depression in their bones, even if they are in their youth, even if they are healthy and fresh, but the gray decay always lingers around them, lingering.

They are like flowers that have withered before they bloom.

I was just an insignificant passer-by to them, a bystander who wouldn't even show up.

I put so much thought and time into them until they became very important in my life. I found that I was in love with them, but I felt that I was not in love with them, I was like chasing a shadow attached to them, chasing but never being able to have them.

"I just...... Look at them. I looked at Mike and said to him, "Just like I'm looking at you right now." ”

"No, it's different, you don't just look at them so simply." Mike pursed the corners of his lips and said, "As far as I know, you've tried to talk to one of these women, but it didn't work out as well as you wanted. As he spoke, he had an expression on his face that looked both regretful and sarcastic. I don't know if it was a coincidence or deliberately, after this the murderer also treated her differently than the previous victim - the murderer cut out her tongue. ”

Hearing Mike's words, I stared at Mike with wide eyes in disbelief, as if an electric current pierced my brain deep through my spine from the sole of my foot, and then exploded inside with a thud. I suddenly searched through the photographs with a quick start, my eyes wandering wildly among the photographs in my hand, and every one I saw was jaw-dropping: "...... Why is this happening? ”

Mike calmly watched my unexpected move, neither surprised nor intended to stop me. "Any questions?" He leaned slightly towards me and asked.

"He's warning me......" I muttered as I stared blankly into the air, "he thought he had warned me not to, but I annoyed him." I shuddered as I said as I shuddered at the realization of where the strange feeling behind me was coming from when I was following someone.

"So you mean the killer killed these women because you were jealous of following them?" Mike leaned back into his chair, his thumb rubbing against his lips, and I noticed that his index fingernail was also bitten roughly, and he seemed to be trying to restrain his desire to bite his nails.

"I think that's the most plausible explanation." I said to Mike, "I've seen him do this kind of thing. He killed Ellie, right next to me, while I was asleep. Then I described to Mike in a poignant tone what I had seen that morning.

"In that case, what about her corpse?" Mike asked, this was the most critical topic in his eyes, he didn't care if Ellie lived or died in the big picture, he was more concerned about the whereabouts of the list.

I stared straight at Mike and didn't speak. My eyes were cold and lifeless, and there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in my heart at the moment.

Mike looked at my face and eyes, and his brow furrowed as he saw my expression change. He raised his hands and rubbed his scalp in deflated breath, and muttered in pain, "I should have thought that the ...... in your refrigerator" He was only halfway through his mouth but did not finish it, and looked up at me with a gaze as sharp as a sharp blade. He bit his lip, tried to suppress his emotions, and continued to interrogate me in a calm tone as much as possible: "Since you have disposed of her body, what about the list?" ”

"I've never seen that fucking hell list!" I banged my fist on the table and yelled at Mike loudly and manically, "I'm only involved in this case because I was in a relationship, and my girlfriend happened to be a drug dealer, and then she was somehow killed by a pervert!" Do you understand? There was no list from the start! ”

"Calm down, listen, since you haven't touched the list, it's likely that the list was taken by the murderer." Mike tried to calm me down, and he analyzed me: "If you are innocent as you say, then the murderer in these three cases should be another person, the pervert who spies on you." Because of him, you have suffered so much suspicion, and you have lost your love. ”

I sat in my chair and gasped for breath, my head was dizzy from lack of oxygen with my roar, and some tears were oozing from the corners of my eyes, which I raised my hand to wipe away and pretended to rub my brow to cover it up.

"So our goal now is the same, which is to catch that person, right?" Mike said to me, and I couldn't argue with his words. He looked at me without a response, and continued: "We can only get clues from you about that person, only you have contact with him, only you know that he exists, so you must also catch him." ”

"What should I do?" I noticed that my nose was a little blocked when I was talking, and I woke up to breathe.

"You said you fought him tonight, so you're now sure it's a man?" Mike asked seriously and earnestly.