Shi Shanyan is a hunter who is good at trapping, and he knows what can interfere with Yan Junxun. At this moment, he doesn't care why Yan Junxun wants the channel, he just wants Yan Junxun to come in and walk into his territory.
The Inspectorate's system interjected ignorantly: "Please don't enter the room of 01AE86. If necessary, the system can serve you."
"Contact Jiang Lian," Yan Junxun took a few steps back, "I'll find him."
Shi Shanyan watched the prey leave before his eyes, and thought regretfully, maybe he should blow up these cameras before taking a shower.
"Contact failed," the Inspectorate's system tried to dial, then replied, "The in-house system refused the call."
"Fight again," Yan Junxun had already turned around and went downstairs, "fight until he wakes up."
The Inspectorate systematically brightened the corridor lights for Yan Jun. When Yan Jun was looking for the elevator, his thoughts were running like a river bursting its embankment. He doesn't care about Shi Shanyan, he only cares about why the murderer put the bicycle in front of Li Jianhua's house
The elevators in the separation area also had to be inspected layer by layer. The time was too long, so long that Yan Junxun became anxious after a few seconds. He didn't know why he was worried.
"The contact has failed again," the Inspectorate system suggested, "perhaps you can go to him."
Yan Junxun was interrupted by the sound of the system. He looked at the closed elevator door and wanted to say it, what does this have to do with him? He has done what he has to do. He was not the material of the investigation, he said it long ago. Return the world to the righteous Inspectorate, he should go home and continue to sleep.
But why did the murderer put the bicycle in front of Li Jianhua's house
She brushed her shoes probably because there were obvious location marks on the shoes. For example, she stepped on dog shit while riding, and there happened to be only one square near Puli where you could walk the dog, but Yan Junxun didn't understand why she put the bicycle too. put it back.
Shi Shanyan dressed quickly, but he didn't take care of his hair. He was in a good mood when he stood beside Yan Junxun, whistling. The whistle sounded intermittently, making Yan Junxun unable to continue thinking.
"If you can shut up," Yan Junxun turned his head and said, "I don't think I know where you hid the guide."
Shi Shanyan blew at him provocatively.
"Has taking a cold bath washed your head stupid?" Yan Junxun tried to get himself to talk about something else and stop worrying about bicycles, but he didn't know how to change the subject tactfully, and his rude tone seemed to be in response. Shan Yan's provocation.
"You're so fierce," Shi Shanyan raised his finger and pointed at his head, like a cat teasing, "Jiang Lian didn't answer the phone after waiting for the elevator for so long, why don't you come and play games. Guess what I was doing while I was taking a shower. ?"
"All you can do is take a shower," Yan Junxun pressed the elevator again, "and intracranial sexual harassment."
"It's so clear," Shi Shanyan smiled unsurprisingly, "Do you think people can maintain their normal physiological needs under minute-by-second monitoring?"
Yan Junxun's concept of "sex" is very vague, and his growth environment is so special that it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine. He will handle the problem like a system, but he will not be shy about the problem like a normal person. He regards it as a noun, just like the nouns "kill" and "mission", there is no fancy in it.
"Then you have to ask the other party's shame," Yan Junxun thought seriously along this question, "although the restraint of shame has a time limit."
A normal person's normal needs are limited by "gazing", and shame can provide binding force for a certain period of time, but what about a long time? Once you get used to being "watched", you will gradually admit that you have no privacy, and your shame will disappear.
"You've been under the surveillance of every second for four years," Yan Junxun's eyes swept upwards, where there are system cameras, he asked Shi Shanyan, "Do you still have normal needs?"
Shi Shanyan approached cooperatively and whispered, "Who knows if it's normal? I always like to think of something exciting."
Yan Junxun looked back and looked at Shi Shanyan. He looked at Shi Shanyan for a moment, and said firmly: "You won't solve physiological problems in monitoring."
Being monitored means being controlled. Shi Shanyan doesn't like this feeling. He prefers to stare at others. Yan Junxun feels that he is such a person, who has no binding force on himself, but has self-control that is different from ordinary people in some aspects, so whether it is monitoring every second or Black Panther's retest, it is harmless to him. Games.
Shi Shanyan was very happy, Yan Junxun's gaze was like a small tentacle, it touched Shi Shanyan's cheek and body, carefully looking for clues about the madness inside Shi Shanyan. Shi Shanyan wanted Yan Jun to search deeper and touch the dark part of himself earlier. He restrained himself politely and praised: "You are so smart."
The elevator finally arrived.
Jiang Lian could never be contacted, and Yan Junxun even wondered if Jiang Lian had been drinking tonight, otherwise, as usual, he would have turned on the channel long ago.
Yan Junxun wanted to tell Jiang Lian that the murderer was working near the Puli Community. She was active in this area and was riding a funny mountain bike. She wandered around the victim's house, her spiritual mission. The floor number jumped to "8", and Yan Junxun thought of Li Jianhua's home again.
"The monitoring of Puli Community was broken during that week. The property report said that it was a system failure, which caused the monitoring of the entire community to take a screen, and it was repaired after half a month." Jiang Lian added a sentence when giving the information. "However, this kind of community is half-new and not old. Some residents need to install indoor systems, and some residents don't have this requirement, which makes the circuit in the community messy. The monitoring can only be installed in elevators, underground parking lots and the entrance of unit buildings. , there will be no more.”
If the murderer was still active at Li Jianhua's house after the incident, even if she did not pass the camera in the underground parking lot, she would have to pass the camera at the door of the unit building. She had to let herself act natural, like coming home. But she didn't want the surveillance to know which floor she went to, so she could only take the safe passage without cameras.
When Yan Jun went to Li Jianhua's house, the door to the safe passage was open.
But why did she have to leave the bike there
* * *
Chen Xiulian stopped the car and turned on the headlight at Yang Yu's son who was standing at the gate of the Diba Community, signaling him to come over. Her interior lights were not turned on, and people sitting inside couldn't see her face clearly. The prepared tools are all on the side, she is already skilled, how to let the other party relax their vigilance first, and then let the other party faint.
The ID guide suddenly rang, and Chen Xiulian didn't want to pick it up, she thought it was He Zhiguo. She stared at "He Zhiguo" walking towards the car, reciting the numbers in her mind. She had to read the numbers or she would forget the time. But tonight's conductor was surprisingly persistent, and she didn't want the bell to scare away Yang Yu's son.
When Chen Xiulian was connected, the sound of "stinging" electric current pierced in her ears. She thought she would hear He Zhiguo's roar, but it was an unfamiliar voice.
"Hello—" The voice changer made the other party's voice distorted, and he said, "Kill him and you will go to jail immediately. It's better to change the way of playing. I guarantee that the Inspectorate will not catch you."
Chen Xiulian suspected that she had heard it wrong.
The other party cleared his throat and said mysteriously, "You can call me 'Snow in May'."