They Are Not Human!

Just in case, Wen Qing asked 001 in her heart: [Did you leave immediately after the task is completed? 】

[There won't be any bugs, right? 】

001 said indifferently: [No. 】

Wen Qing's eyes darkened, it was over.

The police caught the wrong person.

No, the two cases should be confused.

The murderer of the disappearance case deliberately put the blame on Yang Fan...

"Brother, why are you still standing at the door?" Ji Sheng said suddenly.

Wen Qing's mind was in a mess, she responded subconsciously, walked to the living room, sat on the sofa and stared at her phone in a daze.

"Brother?" Ji Sheng shouted again, and saw Wen Qing's face pale and frowned, "Drinking water, what happened?"

Wen Qing held the water glass, thinking about how to tell Xing Ze about this.

Tell Xing Xie directly?

Will Xingzai believe him?

What about the evidence?

...

Wen Qing took two sips of water and put the water glass on the coffee table.

As soon as he lowered his head, his eyes focused on Ji Yu and Ji Sheng's teacups.

The two of them used the same teacup. The teacup was at the same distance from the edge of the coffee table, and the direction of the cup handle pointed to the door.

Very familiar.

It's like when Wen Qing came home, she suspected that her cup was out of date.

Wen Qing froze for two seconds and lowered his eyes nervously.

After excluding Yang Fan, this small detail that he had always ignored suddenly became apparent.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Ji Sheng holding a pillow in his arms.

Wen Qing took a deep breath, summoned up her courage, and said to Ji Sheng, "Ji Sheng, do you have ice water or cold drinks?"

"Yes, there is ice cola," Ji Sheng smiled, got up and said, "I'll go get it for my brother."

After speaking, he put the pillow on the sofa and straightened the crooked pillow.

Seeing Ji Sheng's movements, a chill climbed up from Wen Qing's feet.

He remembered that on the first day of this copy, when eating at Ji's house, Xing Ze told them the password of the electronic lock.

Nightmares, peppermint smells, deja vu...

All kinds of clues were connected together, the blood on Wen Qing's face disappeared little by little, and her lips turned white.

His thoughts became clearer than ever.

The information that the police arrested Yang Fan all came from Ji's family.

Ji Sheng made them suspect that Yang Fan was the one who sent the harassing text messages.

Ji Yu asked them to find evidence of Yang Fan's murder,

Li Zi, the owner of the villa with the murder weapon, is not only a friend of Yang Fan, but also a colleague of Ji Yu.

More importantly, there is also a reminder from 001—[Normal. 】

He is normal, what's wrong is that he has always been Ji Prison.

Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, she raised her eyes nervously, and looked at Ji Yu.

However, Ji Yu was also looking at him.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and hurriedly looked away.

Ji Yu stared at his bloodless cheeks and said slowly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth and said with difficulty, "No..."

His voice became a little strange because he was too nervous.

Wen Qing cleared his throat, took a gulp of water, and stammered again, "No, nothing."

Ji Yu smiled and whispered, "You won't lie."

Wen Qing squeezed her palm tightly, her heart beating fast.

His lips trembled, wanting to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

Before he could come up with an excuse, Ji Yu said slowly, "You look..."

"Still doubting me."

declarative sentences, not interrogative sentences.

been seen.

Wen Qing was even more nervous, her hands and feet were cold with fright.

Ji Yu tilted his head, admiring the slight tremor of his body, and continued: "The police have clearly caught the murderer, and the evidence is solid."

He chuckled softly and looked at Wen Qing gently: "Or... what new discoveries have you made?"

Wen Qing was at a loss, as if Ji Yu had seen through everything.

Suddenly, something cold and sticky suddenly stuck to his face.

Wen Qing jumped up from the sofa in fright.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Ji Sheng held an ice cola and looked at him suspiciously.

Wen Qing pursed her lips.

Ji Sheng turned to look at Ji Yu: "Dad, what were you talking about with your brother just now?"

Ji Yu said lightly: "It's nothing."

Ji Sheng looked into his eyes, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.

From Wen Qing's point of view, the emotional changes on Ji Sheng's face could not be clearly seen.

He pinched his palms and said to the two, "I, I have something to look for Xing Zai."

After speaking, he hurried into the kitchen, regardless of Xia Yansi in the kitchen, grabbed Xing Ze's arm: "I, I have something to go upstairs."

The two were skin-to-skin, and Xing Ze felt Wen Qing's cold and wet palm.

He frowned, immediately put down what was in his hand, lowered his eyes, and saw the panic and fear in Wen Qing's eyes.

"Uncle Xia, I'll accompany him upstairs. I have something to do." After speaking, Xing Ze took off his apron, held Wen Qing's hand, and walked out without looking back.

After leaving Ji's house, Wen Qing did not wait for the elevator, and took Xing Ze directly upstairs from the corridor.

Xing Ze didn't directly ask him what was going on, but when he got home and saw Wen Qing's expression softened a little, he asked, "Did something happen?"

Wen Qing tugged at his sleeve, stared at Xing Ze's eyes, and said decisively, "Yang Fan is not the murderer of the disappearance case."

"He should have only killed his wife, but the victims of the disappearance case have nothing to do with him, and the same is true of the harassing text messages. He did not do it."

Listening to his words, Xing Ze's expression changed slightly, gradually becoming serious.

Wen Qing continued: "Don't you think it's too coincidental that the police suddenly found so many clues? I didn't believe Yang Fan's words and just said those..."

"Although there is no evidence now, but, but..."

Wen Qing really didn't know how to explain that Yang Fan was not the murderer of the disappearance case. The most direct way to exclude it was because of his mission, but it was impossible for him to tell the Xing Zhe system.

After a long while, Wen Qing lowered her eyes and said weakly, "It's really not Yang Fan anyway."

In the next second, there was a low laugh in his ears.

A hand was placed on his head and touched gently.

"I don't think it's Yang Fan either." Xing Ze said.

Wen Qing looked up in a daze.

Xing Ze looked at him and said slowly, "Apart from the coincidence of the evidence that appeared to be artificial, there are other evidences that don't match what Yang Fan did."

"Who are you suspecting?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said directly, "Ji Yu."

Xing Ze looked slightly startled and asked, "Why?"

Wen Qing analyzed: "It was he who told us that Yang Fan had violent tendencies, thought of dissecting his corpse and feeding it to a cat, and he also provided clues about the murder weapon."

Xing Ze: "In the recording of the document my uncle gave me, I can indeed see Yang Fan's psychological problems, and the dismemberment was also said by him."

Wen Qing thought to himself that Ji Yu was Xing Ze's uncle after all, and it was normal for him not to believe it.

Just as Wen Qing was about to speak, she heard Xing Ze say, "But it's not ruled out that someone, uncle, deliberately guides him."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Xing Zai motioned him to sit down and said slowly, "But the time since the victim's accident was found out by the police, my uncle has a clear alibi."

Wen slowed down for a while and said to him, "Maybe Xia Yansi."

Although I can't figure out what Xia Yans did for the time being, the feeling Xia Yans gave him was almost the same as the feeling Ji Yu gave him.

Xing Ze's eyes were calm: "Uncle Xia and Uncle Xia both have alibi."

"Alibi at different times..."

His voice gradually became lower and his face became more and more ugly.

Wen exhaled lightly and said to him, "There is also Ji Sheng."

Xing Ze was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized the little details that they had ignored.

The last place Yao Qian appeared was Sanshui Mountain, and Ji Sheng liked to climb mountains.

The video of Miaomiao's breakfast shop shows that it was Ji Sheng who went to Yang Fan, not Yang Fan who went to Ji Sheng. Ji Sheng deliberately misled them to suspect Yang Fan.

As well as Wen Qing's itinerary, it is impossible for Yang Fan to understand clearly, but Ji Yu, Ji Sheng and Xia Yansi can.

They can hear, see, and inquire.

Xing Ze closed his eyes and said to Wen Qing, "Impossible."

"You have a misunderstanding of the uncle, so you are now digging the horns."

Wen Qing was stunned.

? ? ?

Didn't you just say it well?

Immediately afterwards, Xing Ze picked up the phone and typed a line on the memo.

[If true, they might be listening to our conversation right now. 】

Wen Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, her whole body stiff.

Yes...they can hear.

Are they downstairs? Still in the hallway?

Just thinking about it like this made Wen Qing a little bit unbearable, and the emotions that had finally eased became tense again, and fear flooded into her heart.

Xing Ze held his hand and said slowly, "The police station asked me to come over, there is a document that I need to sign, and there are some trivial matters to deal with."

Wen Qing opened her mouth, and after a while, she finally said, "I, I'll go with you."

"Okay," Xing Ze picked up the phone and said to Wen Qing, "I told my uncle that I might not be able to come back for dinner at night."

"Let's make an appointment another day, I'll definitely be free before Ji Sheng goes abroad."

Wen Qing replied in a low voice, and stood up with her feet weak.

Xing Ze walked in front of him, opened the door, and pressed the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, Wen Qing inevitably looked at the corridor. The corridor lights were voice-activated. It was dark and gloomy at the moment, like a treasure land where beasts were waiting for an opportunity to ambush.

"Ding-dong-"

The elevator has arrived.

Wen Qing withdrew his gaze and stood next to Xing Ze, barely feeling a sense of security.

The two went directly to the police office.

Xing Ze locked the door, poured Wen Qing a glass of water, and said straight to the point: "Everything is our speculation now, and there is no evidence."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, "What should I do then?"

Xing Zhe frowned: "The evidence about Yang Fan has been submitted. We now need solid facts to confirm that they are related to the disappearance case. The sooner the better."

Wen Qing thought for a while, but came up with nothing.

In the past six months, the police have not found any clues or evidence, and he can't think of it alone in just a few minutes.

After thinking for a while, Wen Qing said tentatively, "I, I suspect that the nightmare I had when I was sleeping might not be a nightmare..."

"Before the nightmare, I smelled a sweet smell."

Xing Ze looked at his beautiful eyebrows, and his expression changed instantly.

□□.

"Boom boom boom-"

There was a knock on the door of the office, and Xiao Chen's snoring voice sounded outside the door: "Squad?"

"Aren't you on vacation? Why did you come suddenly?"

"Are you going to invite us to dinner..."

Wen Qing looked down at the nail prints on her palm and whispered, "Xing Zhe, there is only one way left."

*****

night

Wen Qing went home alone, and as usual, checked the surveillance in the living room, then went back to the bedroom to wash her hair, take a shower, and go to bed.

He retracted into the quilt, covered his head, took out his phone nervously, and checked the time.

It's ten o'clock.

Wen lightly touched the electric shock device under the pillow, and clicked on Xing Ze's WeChat.

【Have you come already? 】

Xing Zhe: [It’s coming soon. 】

Wen Qing: [Okay. 】

Wen lightly huddled under the quilt, watching the time pass by every second.

Half an hour later, there is no news that Xing Zai has come.

Afraid of disturbing Xingzai's work, he texted Xiao Chen: [Is the police station busy? 】

Xiao Chen replied to the text message in seconds.

Xiao Chen: [The punishment team just told me that they found the card dealer, and are going to let him listen to the comparison between Ji Yu and Yang Fan. 】

Xiao Chen: [Mainly, we acted privately this time, and we didn't get approval, so the punishment team was a little more obscene. 】

Xiao Chen: [Ah no, I mean be careful. 】

Xiao Chen: [Don't tell the squad, QAQ, I've already squatted in the corridor on the 14th floor, and I'll be there as soon as I have something to do. 】

Looking at Xiao Chen's text message, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, a WeChat video of Xing Zai popped up on the top of the phone.

Wen Qing put on her headphones and looked at Xing Ze's cold profile on the screen, her heartbeat gradually returned to its normal rate.

Xing Ze whispered, "I'm on my way here."

"That card dealer really confused Uncle..." He paused and pursed his lips, "Ji Yu and Yang Fan's voices, he was afraid that the police would hold him accountable, so he identified Yang Fan at the police station."

Wen Qing gave a low hum.

"I'll be near the community in ten minutes."

Wen nodded lightly, staring at the beating time at the top of the phone.

One minute, two minutes...

Five minutes later, Wen Qing heard movement at the door.

Someone is typing in the password.

Soon, there was a slight click outside.

The entrance door opened.

Wen Qing's body was stiff, and she shrank in the quilt, looking out nervously through the small gap between the quilt and the bed.

He stared intently at the bedroom door.

The moonlight shone into the bedroom, and Wen Qing could clearly see the metal door lock slowly turning.

The sound of "click" was very weak, but it was a thrilling sound to Wen Qing's ears.

The bedroom door was opened.

A pair of long legs came into view.

Wen Qing covered her mouth and nose, trying her best to calm herself down, for fear that her rapid and tense breathing would reveal herself.

The other party approached slowly and walked to the bedside.

Wen Qing could even smell the faint mint scent on him.

Is this Jiyu? Or Xia Yansi? Or season sound?

Wen Qing was so tense that the muscles on his body started to sore. He held the electric shocker tightly, and Xing Ze's calm voice came from the earphone: "Don't be afraid."

At the same time, a smiling voice sounded outside the quilt:

"There's a kitten pretending to be asleep."