After listening to Lu Junchi's words, Su Hui felt that he had been injected with some strength.
He continued: "At that time, Yueguang left the General Bureau, and I was seriously injured. Many people wanted to blame the failure of the Xisha case on the behavior analysis team. Under such circumstances, the behavior analysis team was forced to disband. Tan Bureau gave I had a long recovery period, and I was transferred to the Chinese police, and now it's all over."
Su Hui lowered his head and said, "I lost part of my memory before, and I can't recall many related things. But today, I suddenly remembered something."
He sorted out his thoughts and counted the weird things one by one: "I once met a man in the elevator of Yang Yuqing's clinic, and that man may have appeared at the original explosion site. Xie Qiu died. In the explosion, his companion never appeared again. In the case of Tan Yongchen, he finally spoke to me. At that time, he called my code name poet, because my identity was still kept secret at that time. So I didn't even tell you. Later, when I was talking with An Yuci in the secret room, he also mentioned to me that he knew my identity. "
Hearing this, Lu Junchi couldn't help but prop up his body: "Have you found any definite evidence about these matters?"
Su Hui shook his head, "It's hard to deal with without evidence. What's weird is Fu Yunchu's escape before, and today's accident... In the past six months, there have been so many serial killers in Huadu, which I think is unreasonable. , maybe there is a connection between these things, but I haven't found the connection behind it."
When Su Hui said this, he paused. He thought about the relationship between Fu Yunchu and Chen Xuexian. He couldn't explain whether Chen Xuexian was also bewitched by others.
He's not even sure that the guidance of serial killers can really make those people start the crazy killing
But if the truth is not that someone is guiding the murderers, how can it be explained
Those people, so many murderers, what do they have in common
Lu Junchi asked, "Are you going to talk to Bureau Tan?"
Su Hui pondered for a moment and nodded: "I'll call him after I'm discharged from the hospital and explain some things."
Lu Junchi was silent, and he also realized the seriousness of these things.
When going to bed at night, Su Hui recognized the bed a little, was confused, and never fell asleep.
While half asleep, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.
Regarding the case of Xisha, if what they saw was what others wanted them to see...
It is possible that all the evidence and representations they have at hand are arranged with details that mislead them.
Otherwise, how can we explain that the murderer's crime will show such chaotic characteristics
Is it possible that, during those explosions, someone was lining up behind
So back then, he and Yueguang were disturbed by those symbols...
They stubbornly insist on their own opinions, thinking that their profile is correct, but instead allow the murderer to take advantage of it
If this is the case, it means that the other party may be targeting these profilers.
Someone is using the answers that psychological profilers might deduce to deliberately distract the police
Their inference may be based on a crumbling mirage...
In those scenes, the inferences may not be credible, and the endings may not be credible...
How does the other party do this
At night, Su Hui was lying on the hospital bed, and there seemed to be a puzzle in his mind that was constantly changing.
For a moment, Su Hui felt that there was no longer a messy jigsaw puzzle in front of him, but a solid sheet of solid color. He has a knife in his hand to split that complete figure...
He had to switch from a puzzle maker to a puzzle maker to be able to preempt it.
The two were detained in the hospital for two days before finally being released.
The beds at home are still much more comfortable than those in the hospital.
Lu Jun didn't sleep well a few nights ago because of the wound on his head. It was rare that he slept until after ten o'clock today, and then he was woken up by Su Hui's cough in the kitchen.
He could hear that Su Hui was deliberately restraining, and he tried to keep his coughing low, but the more he did, the more distressed he sounded.
Lu Jun got up late and saw Su Hui busy in the kitchen, a little confused.
The fire on the stove burned a pot of soup, which had already boiled, splashing with water.
Lu Junchi walked over in a hurry and turned the fire down.
Su Hui was slightly apologetic: "Did I wake you up?"
Lu Junchi asked: "Do you want to drink soup? Actually, you can tell me..."
Su Hui raised his head and looked at him: "I think your previous injury hasn't healed yet, and I want to help you make some soup to make up..."
The wound on Lu Junchi's head hasn't healed yet, but fortunately, the beauty sutures used now don't need to be removed.
Hearing Su Hui's words, Lu Junchi felt his chest warm for a while, "My injury has long since been healed. With your words, I feel no pain at all."
Then he looked at the pot, which was cooking pork ribs, and on the chopping board on the side, cut white radish and corn.
There was a layer of blood foam on the ribs in the pot.
He looked at the situation and asked Su Hui, "Have you blanched the water?"
Su Hui was a little confused: "This water has just boiled, what is... boiled water?"
Su Hui has basically never cooked, only at the level of cooking eggs. He doesn't know anything about cooking, and he has seen Lu Junchi do it before.
Under his observation, he just thought it was enough to cook the meat in a pot. But the actual operation turned out to be much more complicated than he imagined.
Looking at Su Hui's reaction, Lu Junchi knew that he had not yet reached this point.
"As soon as the meat is boiled, impurities will surface. These impurities include blood and bone fragments, which need to be removed. Therefore, when boiling the soup, you need to let the meat go through the water once, and then wash off the foam... You can also put a little in the soup. Remove the fishy cooking wine and ginger slices." Lu Junchi explained, took out a soup pot and poured hot water quickly, cut the ginger slices, and then used the fence to fish out the spareribs in the pot and put them in.
Su replied, "I've learned it, and I'll pay attention next time. I'd search the Internet if I knew it earlier and do it again." Then he urged Lu Junchi, "Go wash up, eat some bread first, and I'll look at the pot. That's it."
Lu Junchi went to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then went to pick up the courier to come back. Su Hui's cane was lost in the car accident. He bought a new one for him and was going to give it to him.
When he came back, Su Hui stood obediently in the kitchen, looking at the pot in front of him.
The pot in which the hot water was placed was opened again, and there was not much foam now, but a small amount still floated up.
Lu Junchi said, "Look, the ribs that have been blanched in water don't have so much foam. At this time, just use a spoon to skim the foam out."
Su Hui held the spoon with his hand, but hesitated for a while and did not move. He leaned forward and observed the situation in the pot.
At that moment, Lu Junchi suddenly realized that Su Hui couldn't see clearly. What ordinary people could do casually was already very difficult for Su Hui.
Before Su Hui could see the location of the foam, his hand suddenly warmed and Lu Junchi grabbed it.
Lu Junchi held his hand and stroked the edge of the soup pot skillfully, going around in a circle, and all the foam was swept out in an instant.
The soup suddenly became clear, and a few oily flowers appeared on the ribs, floating on it.
Su Hui could feel that Lu Junchi was standing behind him, he raised his head to look at the person behind him, and then he smelled the faint smell of medicine on his body.
Lu Junchi felt that Su Hui was so close to him that he could hear his breathing.
Long misses and overflowing love, Lu Junchi couldn't hold back for a while. He lowered his head and kissed Su Huisubai's forehead. It was a shallow kiss, but also a restrained kiss, very polite.
The kitchen was very quiet, neither of the cats were in the way, and the only thing I could hear was the gurgling sound of the pot.
Their right hands were still intersecting, and as soon as Su Hui released his fingers, the spoon slid into the pot along the edge of the pot.
His fingers moved slightly and held Lu Junchi's hand.
Feeling Su Hui's response, Lu Junchi put his other hand on Su Hui's waist, kissed him all the way between his eyebrows, and finally landed on his lips.
Before that, they had been busy, there were many people in the hospital, and there were always many people visiting.
Until this time, they only temporarily stopped.
They have experienced life and death, and those hot love turned into honey.
When Lu Junchi saw Su Hui appearing in the kitchen in the morning, he was pleasantly surprised and moved, but he also had lingering fears. He was afraid that he would cut his fingers, that he would be burned...
When Lu Jun kissed his cheek late, he opened his eyes and looked at Su Hui. At that moment, Su Hui, who had always been calm and self-controlled, had a glimpse of surprise in his eyes, but then the corners of his eyes turned red, as if he was being bullied.
Lu Junchi felt even more distressed, he kissed carefully, as if the person in his arms would be broken if he tried hard. He has been scarred for so many years, and he just wants to love him better, protect him, and doesn't want him to be hurt even a little bit...
Su Hui was a little short of breath from the kiss, and stretched out his hand to hold Lu Junchi's hand, his fingers trembling, as if he wanted to hold him tightly, or as if he wanted to struggle out.
He was a little at a loss, feeling that he would lose his temper if he continued to develop, and resisted with the only reason left: "Wait a minute... Your injury is still not healed." His voice became hoarse.
"Su Hui..." Lu Junchi stopped kissing, he leaned on Su Hui's ear from behind, bit his earlobe with his teeth, and said in his ear, "I'm healed, if you don't believe me, you You can go to bed and check."
His lowered voice was like hot tiny particles, pressing on Su Hui's only remaining eardrum that was not deaf, pressing on his auditory nerve, leaving a numbness on his cerebral cortex, making him unable to think.
After saying this, Lu Junchi noticed that Su Hui's ears were red, and the white porcelain ear bones were stained with a red tide.
As long as he thought that the red color was stained by him, Lu Junchi had an uncontrollable feeling, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Su Hui's neck.
Su Hui was about to disarm in an instant, and suddenly a kiss fell on a place that had never been touched by outsiders. It was a strange feeling, a little itchy, and more numb, like electric currents all over his body, making him even The body felt soft, and finally there was a hint of expression on the cold face.
Lu Jun's hands tightened, and he wanted to hug Su Hui to the bed.
Su Hui tightened his body instantly, and said in a low voice, "No... No... This is the morning, what should I do if someone comes back."
Lu Jun said lately, "Can we wait until the evening?"
Su Hui curled his fingers slightly: "At least until I finish taking a bath..."
Then he changed the subject, "I called Bureau Tan just now, and, seriously, I found something and wanted to let you hear it."
He came to the computer, opened the notebook, and entered a software.
"In the past, my data would be regularly uploaded to the cloud. When I was looking for it, I found a recording. This incident is not in my memory. The recording time was just before the accident two years ago." Su Hui said and pressed the play button.
A rustling sound came from the speakers.
Su Hui's voice came: "Can you remember the specific appearance of which of them?"
A woman's voice said: "I can't remember. The memory of everyone is very vague. I can only recognize some people I have met there..."
"Why haven't you called the police?"
"It's useless to call the police. Some of them are from the police. I really can only trust you."
"Then can you write me a list of people you know?"
"I...try it...if I write a list, I'll contact you."
The recording is only a few short sentences.
Lu Junchi listened to the woman's voice and felt extremely familiar: "This woman is..."
Su Hui raised his head and replied, "It should be Chen Xuexian."
Lu Junchi's brows furrowed even tighter.
Su Hui pressed his temples and said, "As for the content of the conversation, why did she come to me, where is it, who are those people, and what the list is about. I haven't remembered it yet, all I can find is this More, I think this matter should be discussed in the long run."
This is another fragment, like a puzzle, with incomplete information.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Lu Junchi went to open the door, Lu Haochu rushed in with a large bag of fruits, and immediately hugged Lu Junchi when he saw Lu Junchi: "Brother! Why didn't you tell me! I didn't know until I heard from my parents when I was discharged from the hospital. ."
"Severely injured patient" Lu Junchi patted Lu Haochu on the back: "I'm really fine, won't I be discharged soon."
Lu Haochu put a few bags of things into Lu Junchi: "Mr. Su, are you alright, I bought this for Mr. Su with my classmates at school. Alas, my classmates still have to come together. I said don't disturb Mr. Su's rest. I didn't let them follow."
Su Hui thanked him and said, "I'm fine, your brother is protecting me."
Lu Junchi took the gift and put it on the table. Based on what he knew about his younger brother, he asked, "Lu Haochu, why did you come here?"
Su Hui also heard a voiceover, and asked Lu Haochu, "By the way, didn't you have lunch?"
He coughed a few times and buckled the laptop.
Eleven o'clock, no matter how early you eat, it can't be this point. Lu Haochu said: "I didn't eat, I came directly from school."
Su replied, "Let's have dinner together at noon then."
Lu Jun watched them chatting, consciously went into the kitchen, put the white radish and corn into the pot and boiled, the soup was ready, and the rice was fast, so he cooked two more dishes.
The food came to the table quickly, and Lu Hao was very satisfied with the meal at the beginning. Finally, he filled the soup and sighed while drinking: "Ah, this pork rib soup is really delicious, it tastes like home."
Lu Jun looked at Su Hui lately: "Mr. Su got up early and worked hard."
Su Hui lowered his head and drank silently. After he touched it, the soup tasted different from usual.