Huo Qingjun's room was poorly lit, and the only small window was covered by
rag-like curtains. +++ The camp bed from the second-hand market
www.mtlnovel.com squatted by the scaled wall, like a malnourished prisoner,
covered in moldy sheets. The furnishings in the room were messy, and the books
that fell all over the plastic table were basically related to criminal law
and mathematics.\n"Someone made a special trip to pay tribute to him," Shi Shanyan's shoe tip
avoided the petals at the door. "It's still lilies."\nYan Junxun was attracted by the wall behind the plastic table, which was
covered with drafts, all of which were math problems done by Huo Qingjun. Yan
Junxun walked a few steps, did not hesitate to write these drafts, turned his
head slightly, and saw those scribbled or neat handwriting in the dense
mathematical problems-\nI was wronged.\nThis is Huo Qingjun's only comment on the draft, regardless of the size of the
handwriting, he wrote very hard. The tip of the pen pierced the scratch paper,
and the ink stained the math problems one by one. He was proving himself like
crazy.\n"Welcome--" Suddenly, a mechanical sound came from the march (bed chuang),
only two words were spoken, and he fell into the murmur of "Zila", and then
said a few seconds later, "You are back."\nShi Shanyan saw an overdated little robot beside Huo Qingjun’s pillow. He wore
a hat on his elliptical head and snuggled on the quilt. He repeatedly said,
“You’re back.”\n"Little toys that were eliminated a hundred years ago." Shi Shanyan looked at
the little robot for a while and asked, "Do you live here?"\nThe electronic eyes of the little robot goggles flashed faintly, and followed
the system design answer: "Yes, I live here, this is my home."\n"It's cool," Shi Shan paused. "How about your dad?"\n"I don't have a dad." The little robot couldn't understand the change in human
tone, and it said to itself, "Teacher, welcome you home."\nThis kind of robot first appeared to teach children to talk, they can do the
simplest information recognition, can communicate with children a little, and
later was replaced by intelligent systems, and has been regarded as an antique
collection in developed areas such as light track and Guangtong . They are
small and only smarter than ordinary dogs.\nThe little guy was taken good care of by Huo Qingjun. Except for the old one,
all limbs were clean. It can't tell who is Huo Qingjun, and simply treats all
the people in this room as Huo Qingjun. It has no attacks (sexuality) or
alertness (sexuality xing), and only rely on its old data analysis and chat
with people.\nWhile Shi Shanyan was talking to the robot, the sound of the man playing the
game next door was clearly transmitted. Yan Junxun was surrounded by two
voices, and the small window that was too high to see clearly made him feel
uncomfortable.\nThe murderer has never been here.\nYan Junxun found no traces of her here, here are traces of Huo Qingjun.\nThe window has never been opened, it should have been sealed. The pen that Huo
Qingjun did not cover tightly lay on the table, and the suppressed textbook
appeared as it was. There are no other people’s footprints on the pile of
books collapsed by Yan Junxun’s legs, only Huo Qingjun’s.\nWhy doesn't she come in?\nShe couldn't find a reason.\nDo not.\nYan Jun thought, if she wanted to come, there must be a way. She is obsessed
with the goal and the life of the goal. She patrolled like a queen, and this
is her territory. But she had not been to Huo Qingjun's house. She didn't know
where Huo Qingjun's house was. She just didn't want to come.\n"What song would you sing?" Shi Shanyan talked to the little robot here.\n"I don't know how to sing," said the little robot. It slowly raised its arm
and held one of its ears. "If you want to listen to music, I can let you
listen."\nShi Shanyan held the venue and said, "Let me listen."\nThe little robot was still. Five seconds later, Shi Shanyan and Yan Junxun
heard the rain. The sound of the rain was dense and dense, soaking his ears,
and Yan Junxun's skin under the t-shirt was alarming. He could not adapt to
this humid environment. But the sound of rain is very long. It beats the moor,
covering the stream, like a dense forest breathing. This is the sound of
sleep.\nThe small robot will only choose the music with the most loops, which shows
that Huo Qingjun often needs to sleep in the rain (sleep Shui). He seemed to
want to soak mold in his dark and damp room. He lingered in this remote and
dilapidated gap, without fire, without sun, only rain.\n"Turn off." Yan Junxun suddenly turned back.\nHe felt very bad, sticky, as if he was lying on this march (chuang). He saw
the horns on the small robot while talking, which was covered on the day Huo
Qingjun disappeared.\nHuo Qingjun covered it with a quilt, perhaps (touching Mo) its head, and
walked out with the unbound staple paper.\n"Goodbye teacher."\nThe little robot waved at him as usual.\nGoodbye teacher.\nHuo Qingjun walked out in the rain, and then turned into corpses and soaked in
the drain. Yan Junxun clearly remembered all the details in the data. As Shi
Shanyan said, the murderer took off Huo Qingjun's clothes (tuo) and she didn't
understand how to divide the corpse. She pushed Huo Qingjun to the place where
the first two people were executed, and used to hold his body. She also wore
rubber gloves for cleaning.\nBut blunt cutting is not smooth, and the (meat rou) block is handled very
badly.\nShouldn't be like this, Yan Junxun thought quickly.\nThis is her third victim. She already knows where to start, but she disposes
of Huo Qingjun's body the worst.\nHuo Qingjun may be alive at the time, he was not dead, he struggled.\nYan Junxun breathed slightly, and the ** rain in the room was still ringing,
and he felt blood spilled on his face. The blackboard in my head sounded
scribbled writing, and the sound effect of the man next door crashed into Yan
Junxun's thinking like a locust. Yan Junxun constantly switched between the
blackboard and the conjecture screen, just like watching black and white
movies on the construction site, the whole brain was filled with information.\nDamn it!\nYan Junxun wanted to lift the collar of the man next door, hit his head on the
table, and turn off his game.\nDon't quarrel me, don't ** quarrel me!\nYan Junxun was silent, with the meaning of clenching his teeth.\nIt was exactly six o'clock, and the rumbling sound of the light rail
transportation was directly rolled over like a mountain, and the whole area
was shaking with heavy transport. The pile of books under the plastic table
collapsed completely, and the sound of the light and iron crossing swallowed
all the noise like a huge wave.\nThe murderer killed Huo Qingjun on the stage where the corpse was divided.\nToo easy, she must have used something. She will not fight them, she has a way
to make them unable to fight back.\nThe pen on the plastic table was shaken open, the pen tip knocked on the thick
manuscript paper, and the ink marks were like black (color) blood spread out.\nHuo Qingjun's blood was all over the table, but the murderer didn't care. Of
course she doesn't care, every time she divides her body. She was just not
happy. She had never encountered resistance in her crime of being a "man"
(offering Fan). This was the first time that she wanted to give Huo Qingjun a
face.\nOnly Huo Qingjun's body was bitten by the dog.\n<hr>
Chen Xiulian carefully discerned the fly in the corner. She didn't want to
abuse (kill sha) innocence, so she gently flicked the fly's wings and took it
off the mill (bed chuang).\nThe fly fell stiffly to the ground and died early.\n"It's been raining too little this month," Yang Yu (Tuo Tuo) took off his
rubber gloves and fanned with his hand. "I can't get out of the sun. My son is
so spoiled for Nade, and shouts hot every day. I haven't worked outside this
month."\nChen Xiulian sat on her body and watched the coke truck outside the glass
enter the garden, saying, "Don't control him, let him earn money to eat."\nYang Yu wiped the sweat from the temples with the back of her hand. She broke
her hand this morning (during gan) and didn't have time to manage it. The
blood had coagulated into strips. She was so tired that she couldn't stand,
and she sighed: "I don't care about him. Who cares about him? Having a child
is like asking for debts. Staying at home doesn't do anything (dry gan). My
wife and children have to be raised by me." She looked To Chen Xiulian, "I am
so old that I will soon be unable to move."\nChen Xiulian watched the transport truck in silence for a while, they crawled
on the ground like ants. She said: "You can't afford him if you work ten more
jobs."\nYang Yu poured water with Chen Xiulian every day. His son also ran a few coke
trucks at the beginning of the year. After the summer, he completely stopped
(dry gan). He lay at home all day playing games. When he was hungry, he called
his mother. He can also sit in front of the game.\n"My life is too bitter, my husband's short-lived ghost, my son's debt
collector, and I'm still cleaning toilets for people in my fifties." Yang
Yuyue said more aggrieved, and wiped his eyes hurriedly with his hands. The
sentences are still annoying, so choose one out of four. His daughter-in-law
doesn't dare to speak, and will be beaten if he agrees with a few sentences."\n"Isn't your daughter-in-law just born?"\n"Oh, which tube did he drink," Yang Yu caught a little dust in the crow's feet
of her eyes, and she sucked her nose, "I let his wife and I follow me at night
(sleep Shui) ."\nChen Xiulian said nothing.\nAfter a while, Yang Yu got up and said, "I see that the case in the Puli
District is scary. Fortunately, we haven't worked in the past, and we don't
know when people can catch it. Today, the Inspectorate will go to the spot to
check People have checked the diary, and it has been a long time delay. I
haven't finished the work at the other end. Now I'll clean up in the past. You
will wait for me later. Let's go together."\nChen Xiulian nodded and watched Yang Yu go away. There was no one in the
indoor lounge area at dusk. At this time, the driver had to stay outside and
count the number of rounds of coke transportation with the recorder in the
weighing room, before she had eaten.\nChen Xiulian clicked on her light screen, and the page stopped on Liu Chen's
real-time push news.\nLiu Chen keeps track of the investigation progress of the Inspectorate Bureau,
Jiang Li has not negotiated with him. He specifically criticized the attitude
of the Inspectorate Bureau on the homepage today, and the comments below are
very excited. Chen Xiulian didn't want to see it. She cut into Liu Chen's fan
chat room, where the bill was hot.\nSnow in May: [The case will be broken]\nFerry boat: [? ? What internal information do you have? 】\nSnow in May: [The Inspectorate Bureau has a profile profiler who specializes
in this case]\nLiu Chen, a cutting-edge media person: [Oh, I also heard about it that there
is no one to reveal the name of this expert temporarily. do you know? I can
pay. 】\nXue in May did not speak. He seemed to be thinking about the gains and losses,
and entered a few minutes later: [A little history, not too afraid to say
here. Does Liu Ji meet? I can provide it to you for free】\nLiu Chen did not answer, it should be a private chat.\nChen Xiulian never speaks here. She doesn't like to chat with strangers very
much. That's what her husband loves to do. She also doesn't care who the
superintendent of the Inspectorate is. She just wants to hear a good cry.\n"□□Mom," Chen Xiulian's ear heard the voice of her husband He Zhiguo again. He
shouted like Chen Xiulian's ear, "You are in trouble! Wait for you to be
caught!"\nChen Xiulian pressed her lips tightly.\n"Quickly kill all the dogs, the house is full of odor, and almost smoked the
old man!" He Zhiguo's spit stars were sprayed on Chen Xiulian's face, "As soon
as his mother told you to throw it in the boiler, you must feed the dog !"\n"Shut up," Chen Xiulian's face was awkward and repeated lowly, "You ** shut