Talk About The Case

Leng Yu and Lin Xin were sitting in the coffee shop listening to what you said and what I said. Everyone talked about the murder of the night owl, and there was nothing to hear, so they called the waiter to check out and leave.

The two of them walked on the street with their fingers intertwined, with the case still in their hearts, and they seemed a little bit distracted. Nevertheless, when I think of the person I like with me, I feel relieved again.

The two of them walked slowly, and under an occasional look at each other, they both gave each other a warm smile. Leng Yu turned his head and looked forward, and saw a white bench under the street light not far away: "Shall we sit in there?"

Lin Xin nodded and said, "Okay."

The two came to the chairs and sat down. Lin Xin looked at Leng Yu's profile under the street lamp, and saw the warm yellow light shining on, revealing a little softness.

Although Leng Yu gave people a cold feeling, but after getting along with her for a long time, Lin Xin felt that she was warmer than she thought.

Leng Yu noticed that Lin Xin was admiring herself motionlessly, so she couldn't help but reached out and hugged her in her arms, and whispered: "Why are you looking at me all the time? You think I look good?"

Lin Xin sipped her angrily and said, "Don't be so narcissistic."

Leng Yu smiled and kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Go ahead, what do you want to say to me?"

The expression in Lin Xin's eyes was extremely focused and serious.

Lin Xin sighed and leaned her head on her not very wide shoulder, but she felt unusually comfortable. She grabbed Leng Yu's left hand and played it in her palm. It took a long time to say, "You saw it this morning."

Leng Yu naturally knew what she meant, and gave a soft "um".

"I still can't believe that what I saw is true. She died miserably." She said, she got up a little and looked at Leng Yu, and said, "Leng Yu, I feel terrible."

Leng Yu stared at her face and found a trace of fear hidden in her eyes. However, she knew that what Lin Xin was talking about was not the **** corpse that was brutally cut in two by the murderer, but the murderer’s modus operandi. And dark, perverted psychology.

She hugged Lin Xin into her arms again, and whispered in her ear: "Lin Xin, you and I all know that the most terrifying thing in the world is not the monsters and ghosts, but the monsters and evils in the human heart. But no matter what, we can't The only thing we can do to prevent the crime from happening is to find the killer for the dead as we do now. Although we may not be able to find out so quickly, at least we did our best."

Lin Xin responded lowly, and then listened to her again: "I know you feel very uncomfortable because of Yang Liqing's death, but I am afraid that you will never find someone to kill her. But you can't fall, you have to grab it with your own hands. To the murderer, it won’t be wasting your love for her for so many years. We don’t know if this case will become the headless case in the United States many years ago, but Yang Liqing is waiting for us, she is waiting We bring the murderer to justice and wait for us to seek justice for her."

These words of Leng Yu made Lin Xin very useful. It was the first time for her to talk to her about the faint uneasiness of the case since the beginning of the case in front of Leng Yu.

At this moment, although the arms holding her arms are not as thick as the arms of a man, Lin Xin feels that as long as there is a place for Leng Yu, it is absolutely safe there.

Leng Yu gave her the whole world and also gave her the most practical sense of security.

"The initial stage of the case is always the most difficult, but when the evidence and the truth gradually appear before you, everything will not be so difficult, right?" Leng Yu said softly, holding her hand.

Lin Xin looked at Leng Yu’s gentle face, couldn’t help but raised her hand to touch it, and finally smiled on her face, saying, “Leng Yu, I didn’t know you were so comforting. If I had known you like this. , We can reduce many misunderstandings."

Leng Yu held Lin Xin's waist tightly and said: "We are together, but..." Leaning over and kissing her ear, he whispered, "You haven't really belonged to me yet. "

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Xin's face was as red as a rose, she broke free from Leng Yu's warm embrace, got up and walked straight forward.

Leng Yu caught up with her with a smile, then took her hand and walked slowly back to the hotel.

After the two closed the hotel door, Lin Xin took her pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After seeing her in, Leng Yu walked to a chair next to the desk and sat down. Thinking of the condition of Yang Liqing's body seen today, she couldn't guess the fierce manual machine.

After Lin Xin came out, she saw Leng Yu's contemplative scene, and walked over to wrap her neck around her neck from behind, and said, "Let's take a shower first. We will work out the case later."

Leng Yu woke up from meditation, she turned her head and kissed Lin Xin before she got up and walked to the bathroom. Lin Xin looked at her back with a tick at the corner of her mouth, then walked to her luggage bag and took out a stack of paper from it.

Not long after, when Leng Yu walked out of the bathroom, he saw that Lin Xin had spread several sheets of paper on the bed, and then saw her sitting cross-legged on the head of the bed, writing on the paper.

She smiled and shook her head, and said to her heart: workaholic. Immediately, it occurred to me that I was also immersed in the case while Lin Xin was taking a bath just now. To put it bluntly, both of them are eager to solve the case as soon as possible.

So she walked to the bed and sat face to face with Lin Xin.

Lin Xin bit her pen in her mouth and stared carefully at what she was writing in front of her. Leng Yu looked over at the notes she wrote: "Are you writing Yang Liqing's work?"

Lin Xin nodded and said, "Yes. I was thinking that if all our guesses were good this morning, if the murderer and her were working partners, there would be several possibilities. First: Several of her works have been Make it into a movie. If the woman in the coffee shop is right, "Dark Night" is her last work to be made into a movie, then she may have connections with people in the crew, such as the director, screenwriter, and actor of the crew. And so on. Among them, she should have the most contact with the screenwriters in the crew. After all, the screenwriter is the key person in adapting her work into a movie."

Leng Yu let out a "huh" and said, "You are right, she was only found dead this morning, so all the crew members in "Dark Night" will be our targeted suspects. We must check later. Which crew members. It’s just that this tragedy has already happened, and I think the movie should not be released as scheduled to show respect for her."

Lin Xin put down the pen, then turned on her mobile phone, and said, "Then we must find out the names of the crew members." When she searched for the movie "Dark Night", she saw that the official website hadn't withdrawn all the information, so she asked the director, The names of the actors are all written on paper.

When Lin Xin wrote everything down, she continued: "In addition to movies, her works will also be published as comics, so comic writers, comic studios, etc. will also be our targets. I just checked a little bit. The comics of Yang Liqing’s works are currently only published by a studio, but among so many comics, it seems that only "Dark Night" has not been published as a comic. It seems that they should not have the copyright of Yang Liqing."

She pinned the pen behind her ears, raised her eyes and said, "The comics studio is called Moth Studio, and the comics artist is called Elf. That's the pseudonym. I checked for a long time, but I didn’t find the artist. 'S real name, neither gender nor identity."

Leng Yu pondered: "Well, it seems that we have to find this studio team. I believe they must have contact with Yang Liqing. Where is the studio located?"

Lin Xin frowned and said, "Just in Yang City, we can send Green Onions to ask them."

Leng Yu thought for a while, and said: "Manga studios are easier to find, but the film crew... They often don’t live in the same city because they are filming. Directors, actors, etc. will not just pick up a movie, they will have to find it at that time. They still have to spend some setbacks."

Lin Xin raised her eyes and glanced at her. Seeing that her brows were deeply furrowed, she knew what she said was true, so she leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on her lips, tilted her head and smiled: "There is such a clever and wise police officer Leng. The capable people are here, these things shouldn't trouble your team, right?"

Seeing her smile at Yan Yan and her red lips dripping, Leng Yu quickly rushed to press Lin Xin onto the soft bed, lowered her head and kissed it.

Lin Xin only had time to say "Uh," she was embraced by Leng Yu, and then an overwhelming kiss came up.

They only wore thin pajamas, and Leng Yu's hands hugged Lin Xin's waist tightly. This action made their bodies fit tightly without leaving any gaps. They could feel that the warm body temperature of both parties was radiating to each other unscrupulously, and even the temperature in the room became warmer.

The two kissed with each other's lips and tongues, and Lin Xin wrapped her hands around Leng Yu's neck, bringing her lips closer to her, and constantly asking each other for more. It seemed that if she couldn't kiss enough now, then I don't know when the next time. .

Leng Yu gradually let go of her lips until they were too breathless to kiss, but he was not willing to leave her, looking at Lin Xin's eyes with affection. She raised her hand and gently stroked Lin Xin's cheek, slowly slashing it away, and said in a low voice: "Lin Xin, when the case is over, let's take a vacation and travel. There is no Yang Onion, no Xiao Cheng, and no plum blossoms. Lin, there are only two of us, would you please?"

Lin Xin's heart softened a long time ago when she heard her imploring and inquiring tone, and she softly replied, "Okay."

No matter what she said, she would agree.

With joy, Leng Yu lowered her head again and rubbed and kissed Lin Xin’s lips. The movements were gentle and pious. Lin Xin slightly opened her eyes and saw her closed eyes linger on her lips. Her heart moved. Raising her hand to hold her cheeks, she is also slowly responding to the other party.

The soft tongue chased and played, and the room was full of charm.

Until the kiss was satisfied, the two people let go of each other's lips with great understanding, and the deep eyes were full of small reflections of each other.

Lin Xin looked at her with a smile and said, "Leng Yu, after you toss like this, the paper on the bed was kicked under the bed by you. Who do you say is responsible?"

Leng Yu turned back and looked at the mess on the bed, turned her head again and said to Lin Xin: "Of course I am responsible. You only need to lie on the bed obediently."

Lin Xin flushed, stretched her leg and kicked her, and said, "Go away!"

Leng Yu chuckled and got out of bed. As she was packing up the paper, she saw the words "Dark Night" at a glance. She seemed to think of something, and asked: "Lin Xin, have you read "Dark Night"?"

Lin Xin said: "Not yet."

"Oh... I don't know what kind of story "Dark Night" is like." Leng Yu said as he cleaned up.

"I don't know. I didn't want to open the "Dark Night" you gave me. However, the murder cases written by the night owls used a method, that is, when the deceased's body is found, the murderers are all weird. Killed them in a different way." Lin Xin said.

Weird.

When she said this, the two of them were stunned at the same time. Leng Yu stood up and looked at Lin Xin. Seeing that she was also looking at herself, they unanimously thought of the same thing in their hearts.

Kill the dead in a weird way. So, can Yang Liqing's death be regarded as a murderer who killed her in a strange and weird way?

The clown smile on her face.

She was divided into two parts.

The ring-like scar on her ring finger.

Oops.

"We must read her "Dark Night"!" the two said in unison.

At the same time, in a dimly lit house in another corner, someone was quietly reading a thick manuscript with a gloomy smile on his mouth.

"Except for me, no one will know that after "Dark Night", there will be a work that will never be released again. Baby, you see how much I love you, I helped you treasure this work, and the protagonist of this book is also Should I be replaced?"