Detective: I, the god of reasoning!

The night is lonely, someone is growing, someone is suffering. Some people are desperately trying to restrain themselves and calm themselves down quickly.

Bustling high-rise buildings rise above the ink-dark room. The heart-pounding video kept playing on my phone.

Song Yi shut himself in the room, listening to the sound of the breeze blowing the curtains, and he covered his face with his hands.

Troublesome.

Big trouble.

How did Fu Xiangxian have this video?

The Wood Sugar Factory has been abandoned for a long time, and although it can still be electrified, the monitoring facilities inside have long been dismantled.

He had just checked the day before he went to rob Lu Guofu.

Don't......

Song Yi suddenly raised his head, and a color of shock appeared in his eyes. That day, Fu did not go to the Lesser Building as he planned, but appeared at the Wood Sugar Factory.

Could it be...

Could it be that the whole process of his crime, Fu Xianglonging was all watching in the dark?

Even recorded the scene of his crime with his mobile phone?

This thought made Song Yi tremble.

He raised his head and looked out the window at the dark night. Just like Fu Longing's deep eyes, those eyes seemed to be looking at him in the dark night.

Song Yi'a, come to me. The night seemed to make such a sound.

......

The sky had just broken, and a pale cyan sky covered the earth. The windowsill has buds and bright dewdrops.

Everything is so alive.

Fu Xiangxian woke up from his dream, and there was a knock on the door in his ears. He got out of bed and opened the door, and saw Lu Qianqian standing outside the door.

Lu Qianqian rubbed his eyes, and his voice was tired: "Brother Great God, Song Yi is here." "

Fu Xiang looked at the time, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, it's coming at six o'clock." It seems that he had a bad time last night and should be very tormented. "

After washing, Fu Xiangxian walked towards the hall.

This villa has been carefully furnished by Wu Zhiyuan, and the morning is full of fresh and fragrant atmosphere. The surrounding area is quiet, like a paradise hidden in a bustling city.

Song Yi was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

I hadn't seen him for the first night, and his face was haggard. Black eye bags under the eyes, cyan stubble popping out. Those eyes were bloodshot, and it was clear that he hadn't slept well at night.

Footsteps sounded from behind, and Song Yi's eyes hid turbulent emotions.

Fu Xiangxian smiled: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not a bad person." "

"How do you know?" Song Yi asked softly, "Or, when did you know it was me?" "

The criminal's killing system, Fu Xiangjing has long deduced. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to go to great lengths to divert Fu Xiang, but it turned out that he failed.

This man saw through him early, so everything he did was in vain.

Song Yi thought that he would be very frightened, like last night's sleepless panic. But now he looked at Fu Xiangxing standing in front of him, but his mood was calmer than ever.

Fu Xiangxing also looked at him, his eyes were as black as ink.

"I always knew." Fu Xiang's gaze was calm: "The white woman in the Hudson River, you killed it, and the blood English to greet me should also be left by you." Or, is it the Q organization behind you? "

Song Yi's tone was calm: "I did it, and I left that line of blood characters." But don't you think she deserves to die? Life was chaotic, betrayed her husband, and abandoned her children. She deserves our punishment. "

"What about Jmaes?" Fu Xiangjing asked, "He's a pawn of your Q organization, right?" And his wife, you should know too, right? Song Yi, you hate people who betray their families and abandon their children so much, and even turn themselves into "punishers" to kill her. It seems that your childhood was not happy. "

Song Yi didn't speak for a while, he didn't expect that Fu Xiangxing would deduce his childhood past just based on what he said just now.

But what does this say?

Song Yi smiled slowly: "Not bad." My sister Song Qian and I were abandoned by my parents. We met with Youwei at an orphanage. "

Youwei is Jmaes' Chinese wife.

"Later, Yuwei was adopted, but we have been in touch. The person who adopted Youwei treated her well and sent her to study abroad. Later, she married James, and Song Qian and I were not happy in China at that time. With the help of Youwei, we came to Niuyo. "

"And then I believe you know what happened. James was indeed a pawn, and he thought he could become an immortal until he died. I have never seen such a stupid person. "

Song Yi's speech speed was very slow, and his tone was extremely flat. It's like saying that some parents are short.

Say it all.

He looked up at Fu Xiangjing: "So, when I killed Lu Guofu, you were on the scene?" "

"Good." Fu Xiangjing admitted calmly: "I was on the scene. If it wasn't you who came that day, I would have shot and arrested the killer. "

Song Yi's expression was stunned.

"But precisely because it was you, the person who was killed was Lu Guofu. So I didn't stand in the way. Fu Xiang's voice was flat.

The morning breeze blew in from the window frame, and Song Yi looked at Fu Xiangxing standing in front of him. The face is sunny and immature like a teenager, but the heart is far hotter than the average person.

Just like when he killed Lu Guofu, Fu Xiangxiang watched with his own eyes, but did not stop it. Such people are clearly even more terrifying.

Ripples rippled in Song Yi's heart, and a bold idea grew in his heart. It was like a whirlpool of darkness, engulfing him little by little.

He looked at Fu Mingjing, smiled and spoke: "Fu Mingjing, I have learned about your resume, and I have also written psychological profiles for you." Would you like to hear it? "

Fu Xiangxiang smiled unexpectedly.

Song Yi slowly laughed: "Since you were born, you have been labeled as a "good student" and "genius". You haven't made mistakes or even made mistakes in your life. "

"I think that under your perfect exterior, the hidden heart must be restrained and forbearing. Because you've spent your whole life restraining yourself from making mistakes, trying to restrain yourself and maintain a perfect label. "

"But the more you restrain and restrain yourself. Your heart will become more fragile, twisted, and depressed. I wonder how terrible you would be if you one day forgot all your inner restraints. "

"Look, your life highlights, your appearance is flawless, and your inner restraint and forbearance. is the most qualified psychological portrait of a serial killer. "

"I think you must want to commit crimes in the past, such as the bombing in S City. Although there is no evidence, I believe that you did it, and the Q organization believes that you did it. "

"I think that time it was because you were stimulated by something and couldn't continue to maintain a perfect surface. So the desire in your heart that has been holding back for a long time gushes out, and you choose to vent. "

"Fu Xiang, in fact, you are more suitable to be a criminal than me."

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