Wen Qing held the water glass and drank water in small sips.
He lowered his eyes and asked 001 in his heart: [Are you still angry?]
001: [No.]
001: [I'm not human, so I won't get angry.]
It must be angry.
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, and apologized slowly: [I'm sorry.]
001 sneered.
Wen Qing thought for a while, recalled the sentence that made 001 angry, and remedied: [You are right, I am normal.]
001: […]
Wen Qing put down the water glass, and wanted to say something, when suddenly, Yang Fan's voice came from the interrogation room.
"I did not do that."
"I didn't kill anyone else, nor did I send harassing text messages to Wen Qing."
After speaking, Yang Fan turned his head and looked at the one-way see-through glass, as if he knew that there were many people watching.
"Mr. Yang, be lenient when confessing, but be strict when you resist."
Yang Fan closed his eyes and lowered the corners of his mouth. He didn't speak anymore, but the lawyer was in charge of negotiating.
Wen Qing raised his eyes and looked at Yang Fan's side face, the feeling that something was wrong in his heart became more and more intense.
Is the murderer really Yang Fan
Xiao Chen saw his thoughts, leaned forward, and said softly to Wen Qing: "Criminals like Yang Fan must have figured out what to do next."
"He doesn't admit to killing other people, and then it can be logically pushed to mental illness."
"Furthermore, the final verdicts of murderers, serial murderers, and psychopathic murderers are all different."
Wen Qing nodded with a half understanding.
Xiao Chen's words sounded reasonable, but he still felt a little strange.
Wen Qing turned her head to look at Xing Ze, wanting to hear Xing Ze's thoughts.
Xing Ze frowned slightly, and asked Xiao Chen: "What did Uncle Sun say?"
Xiao Chen scratched his head: "They also think it was all done by Yang Fan."
"The first victim was his wife, and the second was Yao Qian, a resident of his same community. Yao Qian may have filmed him feeding cats and human flesh, and then was brutally killed."
Wen Qing waited for a while, but didn't wait until the end of the article, and couldn't help asking: "What about the others? Why did you kill others?"
Xiao Chen sighed, and explained: "People like this usually have a taste of killing people and then they can't stop. The next few victims may not have contact with Yang Fan. fun."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "Is there any evidence to prove that he killed those people?"
Xiao Chen told the truth: "They are inspecting the garage. Since they can find Li Fei's DNA on the chainsaw, they should be able to find other people's DNA in some corners."
Wen nodded slightly, lowering his eyes, a little puzzled.
It's been half a year, why did Yang Fan still leave evidence
He has done so well on the surface, why is he negligent in this respect
Xing Ze's voice suddenly sounded above his head: "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing asked softly: "I was wondering why Yang Fan didn't clean up the garage?"
Xing Ze pursed his lips, looked at Yang Fan in the interrogation room, and said hesitantly, "Perhaps there will be a hundred secrets in the end."
There was a lot of dust in the garage, and the test results could not be waited for in a short time. In addition, the case finally came to light. The criminal police officer, who had been busy for a month, could leave work early and get a week's vacation.
Wen Qing was also quite tired during this period, and experienced the difficulties of social animals in advance.
The only advantage is that I sleep soundly every day, without nightmares, and sleep until dawn.
The next day, Wen Qingzu slept until noon.
He got up, but Xing Zuo didn't even get up, and was still sound asleep in the next room.
Wen lightly ordered a takeaway, and checked yesterday's monitoring by the way.
As soon as I turned on the laptop, the computer would not turn on, stuck at the boot interface, and kept restarting.
Wen Qing has never been familiar with this kind of electronic equipment, so he searched for solutions online.
Before he could find a way, the doorbell rang.
"Brother, are you home?"
Wen gently opened the door, Ji Sheng went straight into the room, sat on the sofa familiarly, took a pillow and hugged it in his arms: "Cousin is still sleeping?"
Wen Qing nodded and asked casually, "How do you know?"
Ji Sheng blinked: "I guess."
Wen Qing didn't think much, and asked again: "Are you here to play a game?"
"No," Ji Sheng shook his head and said to him, "I'm here to call you and my cousin downstairs for dinner."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, he didn't want to eat.
Just as he was about to decline saying that he had something to do and couldn't go, and let Xing choose to eat alone, Ji Sheng sighed and said quietly: "My little dad asked me to go abroad directly after the college entrance examination."
"This may be our last supper."
As he said that, Ji Sheng turned his head to look at him: "Brother, you will not go."
Wen Qing opened his mouth, and the words of refusal swirled around his mouth, but he still swallowed it: "Go."
He thought, anyway, Xing Ze is here, so nothing will happen.
"Yeah!" Ji Sheng cheered, seeing the computer on the coffee table, "Brother, your computer is broken."
Wen nodded lightly: "If it breaks, it will break."
Anyway, it won't be used anytime soon.
"Let me see." Ji Sheng picked up the notebook and tapped on the keyboard with both hands.
A few seconds later, Wen Qingbian saw the screen jump from one interface he couldn't understand to another interface he couldn't understand.
Ji Sheng groaned: "Your Software Distribution package is damaged."
Wen Qing looked at a loss, what was that
Ji Sheng didn't explain and continued typing on the keyboard.
Not long after, the computer booted successfully.
Wen was slightly shocked. He had never touched a computer in high school, let alone repaired it.
The start-up music sounded, and Xing Ze walked out of the bedroom, brushing his teeth while looking at Ji Sheng: "Why are you here?"
Ji Sheng said with a smile: "I'm here to inform you to go downstairs for dinner."
"By the way, I helped my brother repair a computer."
Xing Zao paused, looked at Wen Qing: "Go to dinner?"
Wen nodded slightly.
Xing Ze hummed, and asked Ji Sheng casually: "Why didn't I know you could repair computers?"
Ji Sheng put the notebook into Wen Qing's arms, and looked at Xing Ze with crooked eyes: "Cousin, there are many things you don't know."
"Brother, I'll go first then."
"See you in the afternoon."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Qing and Xing Ze went downstairs together.
Only Ji Prison was alone in the living room, reading a book on the sofa.
Just as Wen Qing changed into her slippers, when she entered the room, the kitchen door opened. Xia Yansi glanced at the living room, and her eyes fell on Wen Qing: "You guys came just in time, help me in the kitchen."
Wen Qing immediately looked at Xing Ze, he didn't want to be alone with Xia Yansi.
Xing Ze took the initiative to say, "I'll come."
Xia Yansi nodded, glanced at Wen Qing, and said, "Wen Qing help me get two bottles of Armagnac from the wine cabinet."
The wine cabinet is in the living room, Wen Qing found the wine Xia Yansi wanted from among the red wine, and walked to the kitchen.
Xing Ze was wearing an apron, cutting and washing vegetables, looking very virtuous.
Wen Qing glanced at him twice, and Xia Yansi's voice sounded from the side: "Open it for me, thank you."
Wen Qing did so, turned his head, and found two birdcages on the marble countertop in the kitchen, and four glass bottles beside the birdcages.
Wen Qing's attention was quickly attracted by a few birds.
Four light brown birds were chirping and poking their heads. They seemed to be two circles bigger than before, and they seemed to be well-raised.
Wen Qing was a little puzzled as to why these birds were placed in the kitchen, and after handing them to Xia Yansi after drinking, she asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to take them out?"
Xia Yansi glanced at him: "They are still useful."
Wen Qing was at a loss, what's the use.
The next second, Xia Yansi opened the birdcage, slightly bent his fingers, and one of the buntings stood on his hand.
He turned sideways and put the bunting into one of the glass bottles.
The little bird stood in the glass bottle, curiously pecked at the body of the bottle, making a crisp sound.
Xia Yansi glanced at Wen Qing: "Pour the wine."
"Ah?" Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, and walked to another empty bottle, about to pour wine down.
A hand reached out in front of him, pressing against the mouth of the bottle.
Xia Yansi tapped the glass bottle containing the bunting with his fingertips: "Here."
Wen Qing now realized that what Xia Yansi said just now was useful, meaning that these birds are vegetables.
"You, are you going to drown it with wine?"
Seeing his shocked appearance, Xia Yansi frowned slightly: "This is a well-known French dish."
"Soak the bunting in brandy, roast it, sprinkle it with white wine and ignite it, and eat it whole."
Wen Qing's hands froze: "I don't know."
"I thought they were pets."
Xia Yansi glanced at the bunting tilting its head and head in the cage, without any emotion in his eyes, and said lightly: "They are just food."
After finishing speaking, Xia Yansi took the wine bottle from Wen Qing's hand and said to him, "You can go out now."
Wen Qing left the kitchen and sat on the sofa blankly.
When he recovered, Ji Sheng came out of the bedroom and sat beside him to play games.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qing couldn't help asking Ji Sheng: "Aren't those buntings your pets?"
"No," Ji Sheng glanced at him, tilted his head and said, "It's just an appetizer."
"Brother, don't you like it?"
"Daddy's craftsmanship is very good."
Wen lightly pursed his lips, it turned out that the appetizer was a real appetizer...
He whispered, "I, I thought this was your pet."
Hearing this, Ji Sheng laughed suddenly: "We don't know how to keep this kind of pet."
Wen Qing was taken aback, didn't he say last time that he wanted to raise a rare bird
Just wondering, suddenly, a mobile phone vibrated, making harsh rubbing sounds on the coffee table.
Wen Qing picked it up subconsciously, looked at the screen, and found that it was Xing Ze's phone.
It's Xiao Chen's phone number.
Wen Qing picked up her phone and went to the kitchen to look for Xing Xuan.
Xing Ze was so busy that he couldn't free his hand, Wen lightly raised the phone to his ear.
Xiao Chen's excited voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "The criminal team found other people's DNA in the garage. We worked overtime to sort out the materials and handed them over to the procuratorate."
Xing Ze hummed, and said to him: "Understood, take a good rest for a few days."
"Okay, then I'll hang up first."
Wen Qing had never had any real contact with the case, so he put away his cell phone and asked Xing Xuan suspiciously: "What do you mean by handing over to the procuratorate?"
Xingxuan explained: "The procuratorate will sort out the materials and file a public prosecution with the court, and then the court will hear, pronounce the verdict, and make a verdict... This case is truly over."
Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, there are so many procedures
"How long will it take?"
Xing Xuan: "From three to four months to half a year."
At least three months
Wen Qing opened his eyes wide, his main task time is only two months...
It is impossible to wait until the case is actually over before the task is considered complete.
The advanced task is to assist the police in finding the murderer of the serial disappearances...
Wen Qing's face changed.
Yang Fan was not the murderer of the missing case at all.