The people of Jiang Zhenglun's team immediately exclaimed when they saw Jiang Zhenglun's figure.

Lin Xining saw that Jiang Zhenglun had stood up, so he simply stood up. Leaning on the side of the tree next to him, he moved his knees that had been squatting for a long time.

Jiang Zhenglun immediately ran to the center of the square and called the ambulance.

……

The case ended with the murderer being executed, and Jiang Zhenglun was suspended for dereliction of duty.

This serial murder case ended peacefully, and the official was afraid that the impact would not be good, so he did not explain too much positively. The bureau also sealed all the information on this case, so that no one could talk about this topic anymore.

The families of the more than a dozen girls who died, the state has also made compensation, although eighty percent of them have accepted compensation, but there are still families who can't accept it have been making trouble at the door of the police station.

For those who have been making trouble, the police department understands that they have lost their daughter, and it is understandable that they are overly sad, and they have always adopted an attitude of letting people go.

After a long time, they will naturally disperse.

……

In Lin Xining's flower shop, Jiang Zhenglun, who had resigned from his job and was relaxed, sat on the sofa and watched Lin Xining sell flowers.

From time to time, Blackstone, who flirts and pretends to sleep, lives a much happier life than in the police station.

Lin Xining sent the difficult female guest away again, and pulled Heishi's tail tiredly.

Sitting on the stool next to Jiang Zhenglun, "I said that you are a middle-aged man with a family and a daughter, why do you always rely on my flower shop!" ”

Jiang Zhenglun rolled his eyes, threw the newspaper in his hand on the chair, "Come back, my wife should almost call me, next time I will bring my daughter over to play." ”

Lin Xining sent Jiang Zhenglun to the door: "Okay, let's go!" Next time, if you don't bring your daughter here, I won't let you in the little flower shop here. ”

As soon as Jiang Zhenglun left the door of the flower shop, he received a call from his wife, and quickly took it. The happy smile on his face couldn't stop at all.

……

Aning's extra:

My name is Aning and I am a moderate depressive patient.

I have a boyfriend who doesn't love me, and a salvation that comes to me late at night.

I remember it was Valentine's Day and my boyfriend and I were on a date in a square.

My boyfriend gave me the roses I hated the most, but I accepted them anyway.

We were just as happy as any other couple, eating in the square and planning to go to the movies.

At this time, a couple who were very close to us had an accident.

The girl suddenly fell to the ground, and I saw that her face was all festering. My boyfriend and everyone else were terrified, and I pretended to be scared and hid in his arms.

At this time, I saw a very strange person. It was my first meeting with him.

He was wrapped in black clothes and was out of place with the people around him.

I looked at him curiously, but he didn't notice me at all, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye before the police arrived.

I thought I might never see him again, but I didn't. The next night, I saw him again.

He showed up at my house, and as soon as I got home, I realized that something was not quite right in the house, and I didn't expect it to be him.

I watched him appear in front of me with roses, and his eyes were full of affection that made my heart burn, and I don't know why, but suddenly I didn't hate roses.

However, I didn't know at the time that he was actually here to kill me.

Because I didn't like roses, I didn't smell them, and I was lucky to escape.

I left the roses in the spare room of the house and didn't pay much attention to them.

Late that night, I felt someone staring at me at my bedside, so close and so close that I could smell the smell of his laundry detergent.

If there is nothing, people can't help but want to continue to explore.

But I didn't wake up, and my eyes felt like they were glued to me, and I couldn't open them.

The next morning, the first thing I woke up to was to go to the unused room and see if the bouquet of roses was still there.

I just didn't expect that there was another bouquet of roses in my living room.

I left the roses in the room and went out to work.

As soon as I got home that night, I smelled the smell of the kitchen.

At first I thought my boyfriend had come over to do it for me and happily called. Unexpectedly, I heard the voices of my boyfriend and other girls laughing.

My boyfriend said to me in his most indifferent voice: "Break up!" ”

After that, no matter how much I called, I couldn't get through, so he blocked me and deleted me.

My emotions suddenly spiraled out of control, and I angrily swept all the food to the ground, like a stranded fish, and I couldn't help but want to vomit.

At this time, he appeared, and he quietly hugged me and soothed my emotions.

Feed me on suppressants and clean up the messy kitchen.

Because of the sleeping effect of the inhibitors, I quickly fell asleep on the sofa in the living room. The last second I closed my eyes, I saw him in the kitchen, inexplicably relieved, knowing that he wouldn't hurt me.

And just like that, every night he would show up at my house and deliver a bouquet of roses that I had begun to like a little.

However, he never spoke to me, but always held me in his hands, cooked for me, rubbed my shoulders, fed me medicine, and put me to sleep.

I became more and more dependent on him and liked him more and more.

But we've only been together for a few nights, and we've never spoken, and I've never even seen his face.

However, I just fell in love with him without hesitation.

It wasn't until a month later, when I was resting at home, that a group of police knocked on my door.

They told me I was being targeted by a serial murderer. I was scared and began to miss him, and my mind was full of his eternally affectionate eyes.

There was a counselor in the police, and she started to reassure me, and although I was still flustered, I held back.

Wait for the next evening, there will be a knock at my door.

The policemen immediately hid and told me to open the door.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door that seemed to be engraved in my soul but forgotten, and I walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door stood he was holding a rose, and his eyes still fascinated me.

He caressed my face, gentle with intense reluctance.

I guess I get it.

After that day, I didn't see him for several nights. It was as if he had evaporated from the world and disappeared into my world.

I couldn't find him, so I had to sit all night in a room full of roses he gave me.

Later, another group of strange police officers found me and took me to a square.

There were two other girls in the center of the square, and we were surrounded by a group of detectives.

That night, I saw him again.

He's what they call a serial murderer, but I'm not afraid of him at all.

Because he won't hurt me, I've always believed that.

I watched as he wounded a detective, grabbed the detective by the neck, and then walked up to me step by step.

I walked a few steps uncontrollably towards him, and he threw away the detective, took off his black mask, and hugged me tightly.

I greedily sniffed at the faint smell of laundry detergent that had always remained on his body, and this familiar smell filled my heart with the thought of him.

We hugged for about four or five minutes, and then he let go of me and took off his coat and put it on me.

He gave me a knife and said, "Kill them for me!" I still want you to be with me. ”

My heart was pounding with the knife, and then I heard the sound of a bullet going through my body, and I knew he was going to die.

This is his last wish, and I will definitely help him! I will go with him and be with him forever.

While all eyes were on him, I took the knife and stabbed a girl in the chest before pulling it out.

Watching the girl fall to the ground, I was not scared at all, and there was still a trace of excitement and impatience in my heart.

And one more! Kill her too, and his wish will be granted.

I held up my knife and stabbed the other girl. Unexpectedly, my heart seemed to be pierced by something, and the severe pain directly paralyzed my nerves.

I fell to the ground, looked at him as he also fell to the ground, and smiled.

I can finally be with him all the time......

……