Panda regards Yan Junxun as a child. Although Yan Junxun is raising his family, many times he just sits in the corner and reads comics. When Panda made Shi Shanyan's bed, the task box in his head kept shining.
I found him a friend!
Panda patted the soft pillow with relief.
Yan Junxun took a bath quickly, and when Shi Shanyan entered, he found that he had hidden the little yellow duck. But it didn't matter, Shi Shanyan took off his shirt, leaned over and dragged out the waterproof box from under the shelf where the bath towels were placed. After opening it, he found the little yellow ducks arranged neatly.
how to say.
Shi Shanyan threw the little yellow ducks into the bathtub one by one.
Yan Junxun is always good at guessing in some places, and his skill in hiding things is inversely proportional to the speed at which he judges information.
The bathtub was too small for Shi Shanyan, he soaked in it, the water only reached his waist. His broad shoulders hit the shelf above the tub, making him have to tilt his head a bit to avoid knocking things over himself.
The little yellow duck surrounded him, and he saw freshly disassembled toiletries on the shelf. But Shi Shanyan was useless, he pulled the half bottle of shower gel that Yan Junxun pushed to the innermost, and poured it into his palm.
* * *
Yan Junxun stood at the door of his room with a towel on his back, not knowing whether to enter or retreat. He said to the panda, "I want to sleep on the floor."
"We don't have a floor," the panda patted the soft mattress with its paws. "We have tatami mats. You can sleep side by side and chat before going to bed."
"What do you think we can talk about?" Yan Junxun took off the towel, "I don't want to chat before going to bed, it will interfere with my work tomorrow."
"Then you can also sleep directly," Panda was a little sentimental, "Don't be so resistant, you have never slept with anyone." Thinking about the videos he had watched, he let the light screen shine on the side, and pointed to Yan with his paws Jun Xunkan, "Like this, all human boys like it."
On the screen is a screenshot of the TV series. A group of high school students are in the dormitory, and everyone's expressions are really high.
You don't understand, Shi Shanyan is different! He is not a high school student, and his risk index is higher than the total number of high school students in several schools!
Yan Junxun didn't say it, he knew that the character set by the panda was very fragile, and he couldn't hurt it.
"I'm at home," the panda approached Yan Junxun, it picked up its paws and looked at Yan Junxun cautiously, "...don't be afraid, Mr. Yan."
Yan Junxun moved his feet away, picked up the turtle that had crawled in front of him, and put it into the panda's arms. "It's not fear," he said helplessly.
This is vigilance.
"I'm not afraid."
Shi Shanyan is very dangerous.
"I'm not afraid at all."
"I know," the panda waved its paws slightly and said comfortingly, "In short, you can get along very well. I'll go to warm milk, and you each have a cup before going to bed." It carried the turtle into the kitchen and couldn't help but sigh. , "This home can't be separated from me."
Yan Junxun pinched the towel, feeling perfunctory in the panda's comfort. He looked at the panda's back and wanted to say something, but the panda had already entered the kitchen. He glanced around his room at a loss, then glanced at the closed bathroom door, and comforted himself very unhappily: "...Okay."
* * *
Shi Shanyan whistled, rubbed foam on his face in front of the mirror, and heard Yan Junxun taking off his slippers.
Yan Junxun stepped on the tatami and deliberately walked lightly. He was trying to find a way to drag his quilt towards the corner.
Shi Shanyan picked up the razor and carefully cleaned his chin. He listened to Yan Junxun's footsteps, paused for a few seconds, and moved again. He wanted to persuade Yan Junxun not to do that.
Sticking to the corner will only give you no way to escape.
But Shi Shanyan didn't say anything, he whistled and washed the foam off the tap, then leaned over and washed his face.
Yan Junxun put down the pillow and adjusted the position he was used to. He is doing psychological construction for himself, and sleeping with others is a challenge.
Shi Shanyan turned off the faucet, raised his eyes, and looked at himself in the mirror. When he's not smiling, he's a little indifferent, like a piece of hard marble. He continued to listen to Yan Junxun's movements, as if he was playing some kind of game.
Yan Jun turned on the light screen. Yan Junxun sat on the quilt. He's looking at cases, and work is a good way to relieve emotions that he's not good at.
Shi Shanyan laughed, the water droplets on his eyebrows dripped down the bridge of his nose, he thought Yan Junxun was very interesting.
You should be more curious.
Shi Shanyan thought so, shook off the water droplets, and stood up straight. He tied the bath towel and opened the door refreshed.
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Yan Jun thought for a while and replied to Park Lin.
[OK. Is there a file of the Inspectorate's statement of the first case in 2160?]
There was no reply from the other end, and after two seconds, Park Lin sent the file directly.
[Yes, yes, but no useful information. You know, the league had just started, and no one was involved in this kind of case.]
Yan Junxun quickly browsed the archives. The investigators at that time were only responsible for interrogating the relevant personnel, and the girls in Pink Dream said that Wu Qionghua was like a big sister. Her own financial situation is very poor, but she has helped many little girls.
[Those girls can't be found now, they all used fake names at that time.]
Park Lin tapped the keyboard and continued.
[Except for the owner who speculated in the property, she has not been with other people for that long.]
It has something to do with age. Wu Qiong Peanut was already 42 years old when she had a child. She was originally an elderly mother, and she didn't take good care of her after giving birth. She returned to work in a hurry, and her health was very poor. Most of her clients are people with special hobbies or special needs.
Yan Junxun thought about the corpse that the murderer had manipulated.
Shi Shanyan was talking to the panda in the living room, and they were preparing to play games.
Yan Junxun opened the light screen, fell on the pillow, staring at the lamp on the roof in a daze. The light made him dizzy, and the picture gradually turned into Wu Qionghua's room.
Wu Qionghua was sleeping on the bed, she should have closed the window. Yan Junxun remembered the color of the curtains in that room.
The murderer is most likely to pretend to be a prostitute, so that Wu Qionghua will open the door normally. But he had to prepare in advance, he stepped on the spot, or followed Wu Qionghua's guests. He must have told Wu Qionghua a few familiar names to Wu Qionghua through the door, otherwise the eldest sister who has been through the rivers and lakes will be aware of the danger.
Don't underestimate a woman like Wu Qionghua, she has to have her own way of survival in order to grow tenaciously like a cattail. Then she opened the door and asked the other party for the price.
Yan Junxun was thinking.
The killer is a lot like a dominant killer, manipulating these victims to make him feel happy. Not only that, but hurting the victim makes him feel fulfilled, something he doesn't have in life. In the same way, "madman" is also of this type.
The butterfly effect caused by the madman driving Chen Xiulian crazy affected the murderer of this case. He provided the murderer with new ideas, allowing the murderer to commit the crime again after a lapse of 3 years. From another perspective, this is the "next game" that lunatics call it.
Yan Junxun began to wonder if Liu Chen really knew anything? Liu Chen is more like a clown who is scheming, thinking that he can get benefits from these things, but he may be the bait on a lunatic's hook, not even a fish.
If the case is indeed related to the lunatic, then what on earth are he-they trying to do
Yan Junxun couldn't tell whether he attracted lunatics or whether the name "Yan Junxun" attracted lunatics. He guessed that the madman knew a lot of information about Artemis and knew something about himself.
Shi Shanyan was playing a game of tennis with Panda. They waved their arms vigorously at the light screen occupying the wall, and the sound of the "bang" smashed into an emotionless virtual applause.
Yan Junxun turned off the light, plugged in his earphones, wrapped the quilt, rolled to the corner, and fell asleep facing the wall.
* * *
Shi Shanyan drank the milk and said to the panda, "You are the best panda I have ever seen."
"Thank you!" Panda crossed his hips happily, and he glanced at the time, "It's time for you to go to bed, we can play together next time!"
"The data will be saved to you," Shi Shanyan put the empty cup back on the tray, and asked in a low voice before turning off the light, "Will you be visiting in the middle of the night?"
"No," Panda is very professional. "When Mr. Yan falls asleep, I will automatically enter sleep mode until tomorrow morning. During this period, unless you call me, I will not appear."
"See you tomorrow morning." Shi Shanyan turned off the lights, and covered the small bookcase on the desk with a lace tablecloth.
Su Heting, who was playing music games passionately, took off his headphones and found that Jun Yan was looking for a home in a dark place. He tapped the control button a few times, but the camera turned like a fool who could only turn its head.
"Why?" Su Heting called Shi Shanyan and wanted him to remove the damn tablecloth, but the call was hung up.
[Fuck you.]
Su Heting sent a message to Shi Shanyan.
[Yan Junxun can't leave my surveillance!]
[Have you seen the news? ? ?]
[Hey.]
[Depend on! ! !]
[What are you going to do?]
Su Heting sent a series of emojis of "frightened", "sweaty", and "shooting", but they all fell into disrepair. Finally, he put the headphones back on, almost sticking to the light screen to listen to the sound.
"Do you want to listen to a song?" Panda asked Su Heting through a message before going to sleep, "I can sing to you..."
"I don't want to thank you," Su Heting interrupted, "Go to sleep!"
"Okay," the panda made the sound of covering itself with the quilt, and patted its non-existent body, "Mr. Shi said that if you don't want to hear me sing, I'll play 'The Defence of the Alliance Rose Song' on a loop."
The song sounded in Su Heting's earphones.
Panda said thoughtfully, "Good night."
* * *
Yan Junxun didn't fall asleep, and his ears were full of deep sea whales. He didn't deliberately listen, but he knew that Shi Shanyan had come in.
The two sets of quilts were separated by a little distance, but when Shi Shanyan lay down, Yan Junxun opened his eyes, stared at the wall, and smelled the same scent of shower gel as himself.
This guy!
Yan Junxun turned back abruptly.
Shi Shan Yan sniffed his palm and looked at Yan Junxun: "You don't hate milk that much either."
"I'm just polite enough."
"Use it to wipe your body politely?" Shi Shanyan said, "You smell like this all over your body. If I hate something, I will never allow it to come near me."
Yan Junxun pulled up the quilt, shrank into a silkworm, and exposed his eyes. "Oh, yes, we are different," he said in a muffled voice.
"You said you're not afraid of anyone." Shi Shanyan changed his words.
Yan Junxun stared at him.
Shi Shan stretched out his fingers and took an inch between the two, with a mocking look in his eyes: "It doesn't look like much."
There was no room for negotiation, Shi Shanyan's eyes were so straightforward, as if Yan Junxun was afraid of sticking to the wall.
"Whatever you think," unexpectedly, Yan Junxun didn't move, "you and I better sleep like this."
He bit down on the last few words, as if Shi Shanyan got a little closer and he would bite.
However, Shi Shanyan was biting.