Song Qingyang heard the movement upstairs and jumped up like a cheetah, and immediately rushed up.

Chu Yu gave her a gesture behind him, signalling her to be safe and restless, Song Qingyang could stop at the corner of the stairs, hiding in the shadow, seeing Chu Yu approach the door frame, his hand caught.

At just a moment, Chu Yu was really frightened. He was about to turn around, but he suddenly stretched out his scarred hand from the door and pulled her in. This classic horror film suddenly appeared on him, feeling like he wanted to Was dragged in, murdered.

However, Chu Yu's brain remained calm and did not call out. She knocked her head against the door and made a muffled noise. After steadying her pace, she looked up and met Liao Feng's eyes and her left half of her face. The wound on the winding scar.

More terrifying than a horror movie...

"Xiao Chu, you want to ask about Mengmeng, right?"

The voice was low and dumb, like a piece of lead stuck in his throat. When it came out, it was filtered to bring the density of lead. If you just listen to people to distinguish people, it may be difficult to distinguish between male and female for a while.

Hearing this sound, Chu Yu felt another jump in his heart. Could it be that the burn was so severe that it affected her vocal cords?

"Yes, I just want to know, Bo Ge mentioned it to you, right?"

The door opened wide, beckoning her to go in.

Chu Yu raised her toes twice. It was strange. She was unwilling just now. She still tried her best to get in. Now that she was allowed to enter, she hesitated.

It seems that the inside is not an ordinary three-bedroom and one hall, but a pan-simple hole with a big mouth, eating human flesh without spitting out human skin.

The room was messy, with ashtrays and tea barrels on the coffee table leaning over, sofa cushions half-angled on the ground, and snacks scattered on the ground. It is no exaggeration to say that the room was like it was demolished by Huskies and Alaska. It is in urgent need of rescue by a cleaning company. Fan.

Originally, according to international practice, after Chu Yu entered the house, he was politely praised. Why is your home well laid out, clean and tidy, and comfortable in color. But when she saw the scene before her, she couldn't boast for a long time, so she could only search her belly. Picked a sentence, "There is a breath of life at home!"

Liao Feng cleared the sofa, asked Chu Yu to sit down, then picked up the small bag of snacks from the ground, put it in a basket, and handed it to her, "Last week, the supermarket discounted it. Ryan bought it."

Chu Yu took it and looked at the snack bag in his hand. They didn't know how long they had been lying on the ground. If she didn't come today, would Liao Feng pick it up? Or continue to lie on the ground as garbage disposal?

After the accident, Liao Feng seldom went out. This is understandable. After all, he was physically inconvenient, but he didn’t expect to be so "wandering" at home. He was wearing a plump pajamas, completely invisible, and his hair was long and thick. Her cheeks and forehead are like cloth strips of a mop. Although she is tall, she is bloated and depressed when she is dressed like this, and her former grace flashes.

"Sister Liao, sit down. If you talk about Mengmeng, don't you suggest it?"

Liao Feng sat beside her, her neck stretched forward, her head hanging down, her cheeks were drowned by the hair on both sides, and she couldn't tell the front and the back if she didn't look carefully.

"Are you trying to help?"

Chu Yu was taken aback. She really wanted to help clarify the connections between the cases, but this "busy" was not helpful. It is likely that she was so excited that she was so tired that she still didn't find a reason!

"I have seen Mengmeng, he is very sensible, and I also believe that Mengmeng will never secretly play with fire or smoke in the dressing room."

Although based on the analysis of the scene, someone deliberately set fire, but the case was too strange, and the arsonist could not be found. The neighbors in the community heard about the incident and did not understand the truth, so they guessed whether the family was under strict control and the little boy suffered everywhere. Constrained, after entering the fitting room and escaping from the parents' sight, he secretly naughty, but he didn't expect to lose his skin.

Liao Feng couldn't bear this kind of statement. At first, she would argue with others when she heard it. Later, she became numb. Now, after more than five years, things have gradually faded out of people's after-dinner talks, which can be regarded as turning over.

But under this roof, in this home, in Liao Feng's heart, things will never turn around. Chu believes that.

"Yes, he has always been timid, so he dare not make firecrackers during the Spring Festival, how can he play with fire?"

Seeing that Chu Yu was not afraid of herself, Liao Feng no longer hid. She lifted her face slightly, and the scars on it were uneven, some were pink, some were dark red, and the skin was shrinking and proliferating, showing uneven color.

Chu Yu came into contact with her gaze, saw the stubbornness burning inside, and even imagined that, let alone five years, even fifty years, five hundred years, as long as she lives one day, she will be attached to one day, and will not take her son’s Find out the cause of death, and vowed not to stop.

"That's it. Although the police have stopped investigating the case, it has not been withdrawn. I have a friend in the Public Security Bureau. He is very obsessed with the case. He wants to learn more about the situation and collect information to see if there is a breakthrough."

Liao Feng heard that, his eyes were blurred for an instant. At the beginning, because the clothing store's monitoring was unavailable, the police had no choice but to retrieve videos from nearby streets to find suspects. The investigation work was huge, and the police force used was as many as 100 people, and it took a few months. No result, what "breakthrough" can Chu Yu, a friend, find?

But the hesitation is a momentary matter. When the investigation stopped, her heart plummeted. She thought that she would go it alone and dig the ground to catch the criminals, but she didn’t even know who the criminals were and where they were. I don't know, the police have tried every investigation method she could think of, and finally had to come to her door to let her change her grief.

Now, after many years, there are still people who are worried about her son's tragedy. She is shocked and excited, no matter how slim the hope is, she nods her head hurriedly, "Well, what do you want to know, you ask!"

With the problem already in mind, Chu Yu wanted to find out the connections between several cases, starting with the victims themselves.

"Sister Liao, Mengmeng, does he like chatting online?"

According to Chu Dongren's statement, several victims are scattered all over the country, which can be described as a dead end. The area is large and the ages are uneven. If their deaths were caused by the same murderer, if they were the prey carefully selected by the murderer. , It is very likely to be connected by the network, and only the network can make such a scattered group of people have common ground.

Liao Feng thought for a while, shook his head, and nodded, "He really likes to play with mobile phones. I was afraid of delaying his studies, so I often turned off the mobile phone. Sometimes I heard the message prompt. I felt noisy later, so I asked him to adjust. It became silent, but those should be his classmates."

"Then did he mention to you about seeing netizens or something?"

"Yes or yes," Liao Feng scratched his forehead because he was focused on thinking. The scar on the back of his hand was comparable to that of his face. "But I told him that if he wants to meet, he has to take me and him. Dad took it. We watched from a distance. He felt embarrassed when he heard it, so he dismissed the idea."

Chu Yu was silent. It seemed that every teenager had it in the second period of Secondary Two, and the parental control method is still inextricably changeable.

"Why, Xiao Chu, do you suspect that he has made criminals on the Internet?"

Liao Feng became excited again, blood rushed to his head, his entire face was flushed, mixed with scars, like a ripe dragon fruit, the bright red flesh was about to burst out.

"No, Sister Liao, I didn't mean that. I suspect that some criminals have confused Mengmeng on the Internet."

Chu Yu put his hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her, where he touched her palm, he felt the sharpness of her shoulder bones, and the muscles on her body were tightly stretched, like strings, and might be ejected at any time.

Suddenly, Liao Feng's body trembled violently, his thin shoulder bones were as blunt as a knife, and he rubbed Chu's palm more and more. Chu Yu knew that she had been holding back for a few years, this time it was a fuse, igniting the surging emotions, and she had to vent her out.

Chu Yu knew that the persuasion couldn't help, so she let Liao Feng cry wantonly. In the past few years, she has been suffocated within this one hundred square meters. She has not seen a few living people. Normal people have to suffer from illness. Not to mention the mother with scars in her heart.

She was ready to cry with her, but Liao Feng suddenly tilted her head and tilted her head against her supraclavicular fossa, then put her arms around her waist and pressed her whole body.

"Xiao Chu, you...you have to believe me."

Chu Yu almost trembled. She didn't like close contact with people. She never touched or squeezed the subway bus when she saw kittens and dogs. The feeling of arm sticking to her arm really made her furry. In Chu moving words, she may have created a disease-surface contact allergy of moving organisms.

Although she has not yet reached the point of being seriously ill, for example, she will die if she touches it, but she really trembles when she touches it, which is more uncomfortable than eating raw fat.

But as an excellent psychiatrist, an amiable psychological counselor, and a dedicated "Superman Division Chief", Chu Yu showed good psychological qualities. With a smile on her face, she embraced Liao Feng and stroked her back.

"Well, I believe you, Mengmeng is a good boy, and she will definitely not make friends online."

Liao Feng was comforted and rubbed against Chu Yu's collarbone. The uneven scar rubbed her exposed skin. Chu Yu felt thunder and lightning in his body, wishing to split her on the spot.

She hugged Liao Feng and felt her thin body. Although her pajamas were loose and bulky, which made her bloated, she was sluggish at home every day. How could she have the strength to grow flesh? It must be thinner day by day, even the bones are distinct.

"Xiao Chu, will you always be with me?" As he said, Liao Feng sobbed softly, crying quite low-key, not as hysterical as Chu Yushi thought.

"I will, I will live downstairs, if you have any questions, come to me anytime!"

Liao Feng smoked for a few minutes, using Chu Yu as a pillow, and shed tears on her. Chu Yu remained motionless and let Liao Feng use it. She knew that Liao Feng didn't want empty comfort now. In fact, she knew the truth. She just wanted someone by her side to share her unbearable burden.

Unconsciously late at night, when Liao Feng finished venting, it was past zero. Chu Yu knew that she was emotional, and didn't ask any more, let her rest first, and went downstairs with dark circles under her eyes.

Song Qingyang was still guarding the corner, sitting on the railing, propped his chin, and seeing Chu Yu come out, jumped down, and yawned incomparably deep. When he opened it to the largest extent, half of his face was mouth.

"Let's go, go back to sleep, look at your mouth, enough for me to have a head."

Back in the room on the second floor, Chu Yu asked Song Qingyang to go back to sleep in the pink foam cradle. Sitting on the sofa for two hours and still maintaining the same posture, she was sour all over and couldn't help but sigh, how did Liao Feng stick her on her body for two hours, and still keep her head in her clavicle fossa. Poor breathing and death due to lack of oxygen!

After taking a bath, Chu Yu rubbed his whole body again, and now his skin was red, and his whole figure was like a three hundred and sixty degrees full pink birthday peach, hot out of the pot.

Out of the bathroom, her hair was dripping wet. She put on a bath towel and had no time to blow, so she directly dialed Fang Datuo's phone.

Fang Datuo is always on call to Chu Yu, answering the phone in seconds, come and leave as soon as he calls. In his words, maybe his future girlfriends will not receive this treatment.

"Hey, Datuo, how's the situation going? Summarize it in five hundred words."

When Fang Datuo was in junior high school, he was a competitor who played supernormal composition. If there was no limit to the number of words each time, he could write the test papers into scriptures, densely packed with words.

"I found the parents of the deceased and explained the situation. They were still cooperating. They made a list of the playmates of the deceased and gave me a list. I asked Muyu to investigate all of them and there was no abnormality. Then it was the social software used by the deceased. I also sent my account to Muyu. She should be screening useful information now. In fact, the deceased was a very likable little girl. I heard from her parents that she was quite sensible and learned to never let them worry about her. She went home to do housework every day. , Bringing younger siblings can be described as good model children. You can get soft hands with small red flowers at school. Oh, it seems that elementary school doesn’t issue small red flowers, so the award certificate is changed..."

Chu Yu pinched out his words and forcibly changed his direction, "Well, the work is done well, when will you come back?"

"I’ll be here soon. I’ve just passed the toll booth. I’m talking to you with Bluetooth on. I may have a few more conversations and I’ll be able to see the gate of the investigation office. In fact, I should be back later. I may be able to catch up with the egg-filled biscuits at the door. Old man, you said that he dared to set up a street stall near the public security hall. This courage is really admirable!"

After his mention, Chu Yu was hungry. She hadn't eaten tonight, and she was completely torn with Chu Dong. Speaking of her, this daughter is also quite a jerk. She called her father out and asked someone for a cup of tea. She stayed in the cafe for more than a long time and didn’t even care about the food. Song Qingyang was smart enough to secretly order Western food. This is solved.

Now that the cook came back, she realized that she was hungry and her eyes glowed, "Child, don't go back to the investigation office, and drive directly to Xinye. The sooner the better, come up and fry me two eggs."

Fang Datuo listened on the other end and couldn't help wondering, "Why, you are not with Muyu, isn't she still in the investigation office?"

"She's here, I'm not here, and Xiao Bang and I were followed by the target on the way. I temporarily changed places."

"I've been followed!" Fang Datuo's voice was eight degrees high, and Chu Yu felt that he was about to sing, "Are you okay, did Xiao Bang single out with her? Who won? How many rounds were played? Xiao Has the great thorn been knocked out?"

Chu Yu touched his abdomen with one hand, and answered the phone with the other hand, with sadness on his face as a tutoring child to do function homework, "If she wins, can I still get back? Something happened on the road, and the two wanted to rob, so she left. ."

Fang Datuo turned the steering wheel and got off the highway intersection. He passed a section of green belt truck sales shop, which was the south gate of Xinye Community. He was following the navigation to find the north gate. "Then Chu, are you in danger right now? I'm staring, she wouldn't...hey, wait, Muyu has an urgent message!"

Chu Yu hung up and found that she had also received Muyu's communication request. She hurriedly connected to the communication channel.

"Chu, I'm here now, with the monitoring of your building, I found that a suspicious person appeared outside the building, which is very similar to the person who just followed you, and the similarity is 90%, but it is changed. Body clothes, still sweaters, the color has changed."

In order to ensure the safety of Lord Chu, Muyu has set up a "Skynet", wherever she often goes, she obtains the monitoring authority, remotely monitors, and ensures the safety of the environment. Chu Yuzeng said embarrassedly: If you look so finely, I will pick my nose in the future and dare not move too much.

Hearing Muyu's "explosive news", Chu Yu seemed to have been given a stimulant, with a refreshing spirit, she immediately began the "rat-catching drama" and let Fang Datuo cooperate with Muyu.

Muyu passed the image of the stalker over, and Fang Datuo zoomed in and admired, "This dress is pretty cool, like a dancer."

Muyu switched the monitoring screen without blinking his eyes, "Stop talking nonsense and work quickly."

Fang Datuo drove the car in and parked on the parking apron. With the help of the street light outside, he noticed that there was a dark shadow shaking beside the bushes of 11 buildings. He raised his head and stared at the window on the second floor. Looks like, ready to climb up along the air conditioner.

Fang Datuo took out the telescopic stick from the glove box of the car, holding the rubber handle, pulling out the middle tube and the front tube, knocking in his hand, raising a wicked smile, "Heh, kid, uncle wants to It's cruel!"

Chu Yu's command came from the wireless headset, "Don't fight her directly!"

Fang Datuo looked at the figure in front of him, "Don't worry, I know how serious it is, and I will stay alive."

Chu Yu: "I mean you may be just behind her."

"No, Sister Chu, I have also spent two years in the Criminal Police Academy anyway, but the police physical class doesn't fall into one section!"

He was talking, but saw the figure lurking in front of him, suddenly higher than the bushes, she stood up, as if noticed something, and started to move quickly.

Muyu issued a warning, "Take care, the target is walking towards your car."

Although Fang Datuo looked chic, he was still cautious about the little sister who was introduced by Chu Yu. Seeing her walking straight at the moment, sweating in her hand holding the telescopic stick, she blurted out, "Fuck, this little girl is planning to attack the police...Ah no, is she attacking Superman?"

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