Yan Junxun hopes that Shi Shanyan can sniff out the key smell like a police dog, but Shi Shanyan has no interest in cooperating. He looked at the photos as if he were visiting a photography exhibition, ready to make impromptu evaluations at any time.
Most of the photos taken by Liu Xincheng are photos of victims of sexual assault in 2156. Unlike the photos cut from newspapers on the walls of the urinal, these photos are clearer, and they record the pain of victims of sexual assault from various angles. In the far corner, there are also several blurry back photos of the sexual assault victim, which should have been taken secretly by Liu Xincheng after he was released from prison.
Yan Junxun saw that the scotch tape on which the photos were attached was yellow, the crevices were full of dust, and there were cobwebs in the corners.
"He's complacent about this," Shi Shanyan pushed back the curtains with his fingers. "He showed off his badge to everyone who entered his territory."
Yan Junxun leaned over and stared at the photos.
Shi Shanyan also leaned down and asked, "What did you think of?"
"The murderer has been here before," Yan Junxun spoke slowly when he was thinking, splitting all the captured information as if he were doing a question, "He has a strong sense of presence here."
The strongest sense of discord in the room is that it doesn't look like where Liu Xincheng lives at all. He seems to only have this window and this bathroom in this room. The ground is clean, the stove is clean, and even the garbage bags in the trash cans have been taken away, indicating that the murderer is handling the traces very carefully, but he has not touched the bathroom or windows.
Yan Jun straightened up and said, "I want to see all the rooms."
* * *
The environment of Puli Community is much better than that of Huihe Community. Although it is also an old-fashioned building, it is not dilapidated as a whole. Its buildings are arranged in an unconventional manner. In order to look more technological, it chose to decorate the outer wall with glass when it was built, so the property fee of the community is relatively high. There are rows of commodity stores at the entrance of the community, and there is no dedicated parking lot.
"I thought you would observe the photos." Shi Shanyan said before getting off the car.
"I need atmosphere," Yan Junxun looked at him, "being in the same room with a pervert will help my thinking."
"It's amazing," Shi Shanyan opened the car door and smiled at Yan Jun, "I mean I'm a pervert."
Yan Junxun entered the community with a pervert. The living environment here is even better than that of Yan Junxun. There are bright green belts on both sides of the sidewalk, although they are all digital projections.
The second victim, Li Jianhua, lived in Building No. 8, and even the floor was selected on the eighth floor.
The elevator is a bit old and makes a slight shaking noise when going up. The first thing I see when the door opens is a brand new mountain bike leaning against the door with a pair of old washed sneakers hanging from the bar. On the left is the safety passage. When Shi Shan Yan exited the elevator, he saw that the door of the safety passage was open.
Yan Junxun entered the door code and saw the indoor situation in the soft "Welcome home" sound.
Li Jianhua is 45 years old this year. In 2151, he was a flight attendant on the old track in the berthing area. He was sentenced to seven years for repeatedly sexually assaulting a female flight attendant on the same track. After he was released from prison, he moved to the Puli Community and insisted on being an old man. In the past few years, he also had bad records such as following and molesting.
"Dad," the voice of the indoor system was very young, "the indoor thermostat has been turned on for you, I hope you have a happy home."
Li Jianhua's indoor system is the previous generation system of the mooring prison. It is good at detecting human emotions. The range of self-adjustment is small, only the voice and tone can be changed, and there is no virtual projection function. The core is to completely obey the master's orders.
The curtains in Li Jianhua's house were also drawn, but the windows were open, and there was a scent of freshener in the room. There was a lucky cat on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the corners of the tablecloth were neatly aligned. The bedroom door was not closed, the bed was neat, and each storage box stayed in its place.
Fifteen years ago, a sexual assault news report stated that Li Jianhua had a sex addiction. His parents tried to help him correct this problem as early as he was a teenager, but at that time the parking area was implemented with anti-hormonal drugs, such as the use of large amounts of drugs. Diethylstilbestrol to reduce libido, long-term use can prevent ejaculation, this method is now called chemical castration. His parents therefore chose to seek help from a psychiatrist, hoping to solve the problem for Li Jianhua through psychotherapy, but the effect was not good.
Before the sexual assault case happened fifteen years ago, Li Jianhua had repeatedly molested passengers on the old rail, and he used masturbation to sexually harass the victims of sexual assault. He can't seem to control his behavior. When he is not living alone, he relies on his parents to wash his feet.
"Dad," the in-room system automatically lit up the screen, "the video update is complete, and surround sound will be ready for you..."
"Stop the system's autonomy," Yan Junxun turned around from the bedroom door, "turn off the illegal video."
The indoor system was silent for two seconds, then switched to a female voice: "Okay dad."
The sound faded screen disappeared, the whole room was darkened, and the air conditioner and all electrical appliances were turned off.
"The sexual assault news in the berthing area is dedicated to revealing the personal information of both parties," Shi Shanyan tapped on the fish tank on the side of the bar, where it would light up when touched, "Li Jianhua's video library also includes photos of sexual assault victims. "
The light screen only lit for three seconds throughout the whole process. Li Jianhua's dense video library contained news photos of sexual assault victims. His name almost flashed by, but Shi Shanyan still saw it. Black panthers are rare.
"There is a reporter who has a keen sense of this kind of news and likes to occupy the page with a lot of photos." Yan Jun Xun smelled the smell of the bedroom, "He has recently turned his attention to the murder case."
"Have you ever been filmed?"
"No," Yan Junxun felt that the temperature in the room was a little high, so hot that he unscrewed the bottle cap again, "The unknown detective has no face." He looked at Shi Shanyan again before drinking water, "Please protect yourself. ."
"I like the news," the color light of the fish tank deepened the shadow of Shi Shanyan's nose, and he looked at the goldfish swimming around, "I am very happy to be targeted by the sniper."
Yan Junxun took a sip of water and said, "Oh."
* * *
The disappearance of Li Jianhua is similar to that of Liu Xincheng. Since the evening of April 17, his friends and friends have been unable to contact him. It was not until a week later that the property found that the drainage ditch of the Puli Community was blocked, and he was only found a few pieces. The house is currently owned by his dad, who lives in a nursing home.
Li Jianhua did not have a job and lived on the pension of his parents after he was released from prison. He can't take care of himself in life. Like Liu Xincheng, he will never take the initiative to clean up. Man is an animal with personality, and as long as he lives here every day, he will leave a lot of personal traces. However, Yan Junxun could not find any trace of Li Jianhua's personal identity in this room. It was clean like a model room, and even the floor was reflective.
"Li Jianhua" seems to have been erased.
Yan Junxun felt that the murderer had also come to this room, but unlike Liu Xincheng, he did not give up any corners in Li Jianhua's room. He likes the environment here and arranges it to his liking.
"The murderer is not afraid at all," Yan Jun looked towards the fish tank, "He came to feed the fish."
"People always have a few friends," Shi Shanyan no longer played with the lights in the fish tank, but said, "Giant babies also have them."
"If your good friend remembers your fish," Yan Jun said ruthlessly, "you won't be blocked in the drain for a week."
Yan Junxun is very concerned about the door lock. Whether it is Liu Xincheng's house or Li Jianhua's house, the door locks are all intact.
Yan Junxun opened the curtains and looked out the window, facing the glass of another building. The afterglow of the evening was projected on it, reflecting a gorgeous light. The property in the community has done a good job, trying its best to maintain the splendor of the old building. Even the dust on the glass was wiped in time, and it looked brighter than the light screen on the street. The floors and floors are aligned in a straight line, and there are night lights at night, so no one can turn through the windows to come in.
"The murderer came in," Yan Junxun was dazzled by the light and frowned, "He has the key and password."
* * *
When the two came out of Li Jianhua's house, they happened to meet the couple next door coming home from get off work. They looked around and nodded politely to Yan Junxun.
The man asked, "Do you want to go downstairs?"
"Thank you," Yan Junxun carried the empty water bottle, "Go down to the parking lot."
The man helped Yan Junxun to press the elevator, and involuntarily glanced at Shi Shanyan's shackles.
Shi Shanyan raised his hands, and the restraint lock slid onto his sturdy forearm. He said to the man, "Toys are quite realistic, right?"
"Ah." The man didn't know how to answer, and nodded awkwardly with a smile.
Shi Shanyan opened his arms, and the magnetic strip between the locks alerted the police. The electric current hit him a few times, and he was not allowed to continue pulling. "I don't recommend you play," he said regretfully.
Yan Junxun had already stepped into the elevator. He grabbed the black hair hanging on his forehead with one hand, blocking his eyes, and held Shi Shanyan's forearm with the other, and dragged the person into the elevator.
"Share the happiness," Shi Shanyan stood beside Yan Junxun and waved at the man, "Bye."
The elevator door dinged shut and the elevator began to descend.
Shi Shanyan tilted his body towards Yan Junxun and asked sincerely, "Do you have any sexual fetishes?"