This meal was a hearty one. Although Su Mian was reluctant to give up the ticket, the dishes came, and they put down chopsticks faster than anyone else. And the three of them are also fiercer than one. Only Han Chen, who always ate unhurriedly, with a random action scene, was still suave and moving. During the period, he also picked a crab and peeled five shrimps for her, and quietly fed her a belly full of waist circles.
After eating, Su Mian almost leaned against the sofa holding her stomach, Han Chen stayed by her side, and after a few nagging, she stood up and walked around to digest.
With no one else by his side, Su Mian's tone softened a bit, squinting his eyebrows: "Hey, were you a friend of yours before? There are always a lot of brothers around you?"
Han Chen had already taken off his coat, wearing only a white shirt, rolled up his sleeves and was drinking tea. Hearing this, the photo albums at home appeared in my mind, and smiled: "Probably."
Su Mian hiccupped, and the brothers seemed to lie on his shoulders, letting him rub her waist. She remembered his racing skills, and the last time he was in Beijing, when he opened his mouth, he was so aggressive that the monkeys didn't dare to make a sound.
This gentleman from Beijing must have always had such a reckless personality, making people disciplined and bullied by him, and still obedient in his heart.
"Rarely do I see you interacting with them now?" Su Mian said casually, and as soon as she said it, she felt a little regretful.
Han Chen looked down at her.
She blinked.
After a while, he tilted his head back and leaned on the sofa, but smiled slowly.
"Because I value sex over friends," he said. "All these years, I've spent all my time looking for you."
Su Mian's heart was as soft as tofu, she raised her eyes and looked at him blankly.
He also looked at her.
At this moment, the sound of the whistle, the sound of water flowing in the river, and the voices of people outside the door seemed to fade away. She looked at his handsome and slightly tired face and wanted to kiss him, but there were other people in the private room. And Han Chen's Adam's apple seemed to move slightly, and his eyes became darker.
"huh...huh..."
The snoring that gradually became louder suddenly pulled back the thoughts of both of them. They both turned back at the same time and laughed.
It turned out that there was also a set of large sofas in the private room, and the window facing the river was open, and a gentle breeze blew in. After a few days without rest, Zhou Xiaozhuan occupied the largest sofa, lay on top of it carelessly, and fell asleep. This earth-shattering snoring sound came from his small body. On the other hand, Nag was leaning on the other single sofa, with his head thrown back, his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open.
Only the cold face was still awake, laying on the sofa with one hand, holding a cigarette in the other hand, looking out the window, smoking slowly. As if aware of their gaze, he didn't look at them, just smothered the cigarette in the ashtray, and then fell asleep on the sofa.
"Kiss if you want." His voice came slowly, "We can't see it."
Su Mian burst out laughing and cursed in a low voice, "Smelly cold noodles!" Then she turned around and looked out the window again. Han Chen put his hand on her shoulder and watched with her quietly.
It was afternoon, and the sun shone on the river, reflecting a sparkling glow. The river flows slowly, and the buildings on both sides of the river look silent and brilliant. And the river has been extending forward, extending to the place where the water and the sky meet. There was a mist of water there, and there were only silhouettes of ships and clouds, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"What are you looking at?" Su Mian asked.
"Nothing." He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows. After a while, he smiled to himself.
"I seem to see it, what I've always wanted is forever."
Su Mian didn't speak for a while.
He opened his dark eyes and lowered his head to kiss her.
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The restaurant waiter was taken aback when he pushed the door open. She just came in to add water not long ago, how come she fell asleep.
Nag and Xiao Zhuan needless to say, Leng Mian is also snoring loudly at this moment. Han Chen leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. Su Mian was lying on the sofa, with a pillow on his lap, also sleeping soundly.
The waiter looked at the lobby manager beside him with a headache and whispered, "What should I do?"
The manager also looked at the few people lying about in the room. Among them, Leng Mian and Xiao Zhuan were still wearing police uniforms, so it was easy to know their identities.
After a moment of silence, the manager reached out and gently closed the door, signaling the waiter to leave: "Let them sleep."
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Late at night.
The Black Shield team, who returned to work, were all in high spirits. As soon as Nagging came back, he got into the forensic department and vowed to sort out all the traces at the scene again, not to miss any clues; Xiao Zhuan stared at the copper bell-like eyes, staring at the surveillance video one after another.
With a cold face, Han Chen reorganized and reviewed all the files, evidence and materials of the case, and at the same time directed the police on the periphery to carry out a large-scale search.
Su Mian decisively locked herself in the small conference room. She has to calm down and find more clues about those three people.
The second hand on the wall kept ticking. Su Mian took off her shoes, sat cross-legged at the conference table, and kept tapping her hands on the table.
The whiteboard in front of her was covered with photos of the three victims. Life photos, body photos, ID photos and even artistic photos of the female deceased were all searched by her. It was posted in a row, as if showing the life of each of them.
There are no logical paradoxes.
There is also no behavioral evidence.
These are the almost ironic words left by the three of them.
Su Mian snorted softly. do not have it? not necessarily.
In fact, since the last time she worked with Han Chen to reason and tasted the sweetness, she has always had this awareness - applying traditional reasoning to criminal psychology, focusing on finding logical paradoxes in criminal behavior.
Now, in front of her, there is a paradox point—
Since the three victims are all selected and meet the murderer's preferences, how did the murderer find and select them from the crowd without leaving any evidence of their behavior
Recalling the case of Chen Lijiang back then, although the scene was done without traces, Chen Lijiang conducted a lot of tracking in order to track down the whereabouts of the victim and satisfy his fantasies - this is also the clue that Han Chen finally found him;
t case is the same. Although t relies on the literacy of professional killers, he always hides himself in the crowd. But he also needs the bbs approach to discover the sniper target;
The Shao Lun-Situ Yi case is similar. Both are highly intelligent murderers, but both require contact with the victim in order to successfully abduct. So their car was also captured on video.
…
But what about this time
Su Mian raised her eyes and looked at the photos in front of her - Liu Yaohua, who was killed by the bombing, leaning against her mistress by the car, taking a sweet group photo; wax figure Chen Deyuan, standing in front of the elementary school, a happy family of three; and mermaid Bai Bai An An, gesture v to the camera...
How did they discover them
Su Mian slowly closed her eyes and lay down on the table.
If, she is a; if, she is l; if she is r... How can you ensure that you can find your favorite murder object without having any positive and in-depth contact with the object, so as to achieve it without a trace