Madness of the Heart

Ming Shu sat in the co-pilot, tilted his head to look at Xiao Yuan, "Where are we going? Don't you really go on a date?"

Xiao Yuan reminded: "Fasten your seat belt first."

Ming Shu obediently did so, pressing the lock with a "click", "Tie it. Brother, shall we go for a ride?"

Xiao Yuan turned his face and smiled, "The case hasn't been solved, so I just want to go for a ride. Ming team, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Fuck me!" Ming Shu was excited, and deliberately patted his chest, "Who said to go on a date? Who said to put on a seat belt? Who was doing my best when I was working hard and preparing to sleep in the bureau. Call it out? I don’t hurt here, but your conscience is what hurts! Boss Xiao, Deputy Bureau Xiao!"

Boyfriend Xiao!

Xiao Yuan smiled, "Is the grievance so big?"

"Can it not be too big?" Ming Shu pretended to be angry, but he was not at all annoyed at all. "You are allowed to tease me, but you are not allowed to have grievances?"

Xiao Yuan laughed again, ignored him, drove the car out of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and merged into the rolling traffic under the dark night sky.

Mingshu asked again: "Brother, where are we going? You don't say that I am really unsure. I still want to go back to work."

"Work does not necessarily have to be in the office." Xiao Yuan said.

Ming Shu asked: "So we are going to the scene? The popular science playground in Xicheng District?"

Xiao Yuan added: "You don't necessarily have to go to the crime scene."

"Fuck! Where did that go?"

After Ming Shu roared, he stared at Xiao Yuan in the co-pilot.

But staring, his eyes suddenly softened.

Xiao Yuan doesn't often drive, saying that he doesn't like driving, but he just doesn't like driving in the city.

Although the roads in the city are flat and wide, no matter how fast the car speeds up, it is really impossible for someone like Xiao Yuan who is used to driving off-road military.

Mingshu has seen Xiao Yuan when he drives a military off-road, and of course he has also seen him driving a regular car.

Xiao Yuan, who occasionally sat in the driver's seat of an ordinary car, easily fascinated Ming Shu——

The sleeves of the shirt with texture are rolled up to the forearm, revealing a powerful and graceful wrist. The meridian on the forearm is light blue, conspicuous but not obtrusive. The slender fingers hold the steering wheel, and the ring finger sometimes wears a customized wedding ring. .

In the second year of the relationship, they ordered a pair of wedding rings abroad.

It is unrealistic to hold a public office and go abroad to get married. If marriage is a contract, then the wedding ring can also become their contract.

When receiving the wedding ring, Ming Shu was on a whim. Under the sight of many strangers, he gracefully touched the ground on one knee and "proposed" to Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan took his hand, with the softest smile in his eyes, and pushed the ring to the root of his ring finger.

This pair of wedding rings have very little time to wear on their hands, and they can only be worn when they are both on vacation.

Mingshu remembers that once Xiao Yuan drove with a wedding ring. He slept in the co-driver. When he woke up, he saw Xiao Yuan holding the steering wheel and the ring that witnessed their love. Suddenly, his brain moved enthusiastically and he stood up and wanted Kiss the ring, and then kiss the hand of the older lover.

The car is moving, and such a move is obviously "disturbing" the driver.

Ming Shu just woke up, his mind was still a little confused, his behavior relied on instinct, and he wanted to kiss him. Xiao Yuan looked at him, slowly parked the car on the side of the road, held his back of the neck, and led him to him.

The kiss was long and warm, but Ming Shu was still dissatisfied. He held Xiao Yuan's hand to his lips and kissed him affectionately.

Xiao Yuan touched his face and told him "Don't make trouble."

"Brother, in fact, you like me the most to make trouble with you." Ming Shu said lazily, "You like it so much, you still pretend to be!"

Xiao Yuan smiled and said nothing.

The car shuttled through the old city and the cold streets.

He returned to the slow congested road in Dongye City.

Ming Shu was drawn to the corners of his lips by the warmth in his memory, and his expression looked very well-behaved, completely unlike the "fuck and fuck" guy just now.

He vaguely heard something Xiao Yuan said when he was absent-minded.

Xiao Yuan squinted at him and repeated: "Let's go to the Huayun Center."

"Huh?" Ming Shu's cheeks were dry, and he laughed, "Isn't this bad?"

Huayun Center is one of the five commercial centers in Dongye City. It is located in Beicheng District. There are many high-end shopping malls and Internet celebrity restaurants everywhere. It is the best place for young people to go shopping, party, and date.

M.E.S shopping mall belongs to Huayun Center.

After the café murder case, the business of M.E.S and Huayun Center has been greatly affected, but the popularity of Huayun Center has gradually risen back recently.

Mingshu often comes to hang out by himself during holidays, and most of the clothes that are full of sorrow bags in the house come from here.

He likes to play with his brothers, but he doesn't like shopping with his brothers, because he dislikes his brothers' vision of choosing clothes. Lu Yanzhou once visited the Huayun Center with his dead skin and face. In less than half a day, he refreshed his knowledge of straight handsome guys. From then on, no matter what Lu Yanzhou asked for, he didn't come with Lu Yanzhou.

But I am at ease alone, but when I am tired from walking around and sitting in a cold drink shop alone, I still feel a little sour.

Xiao Yuan, who wants to perform the task without knowing where to perform the task, wants to come to the Huayun Center with Xiao Yuan to pick up clothes, come at noon, return in the evening, and sit in the western restaurant in the evening listening to music for a romantic dinner.

He mentioned this idea to Xiao Yuan, of course, only on the phone. Later, several times when Xiao Yuan came to Ye City in winter, he himself forgot about it. He stuck with Xiao Yuan at home all day long and didn’t want to go anywhere. He wished to grow up in Xiao Yuan. Body.

Now Xiao Yuan actually took the initiative to mention this matter, which really made his heart warm.

But Xiao Yuan's next words will not be so beautiful.

His warm heart went cold again.

Xiao Yuan said: “The Huayun Center is a holy place for street photography. In the midsummer night, a large number of street photography enthusiasts and models will inevitably gather. Luo Xiangfu has been here for a long time. Details that can be found."

Ming Shu narrowed his mouth, flinched in his seat, and turned his head to look out the window, "Okay."

If you say you are unhappy, you are not unhappy. Now Luo Xiangfu’s case is still hanging, and the murderer is likely to commit the crime again. His heart is attached to the case. Even if he asks him to date Xiao Yuan, he can’t have fun. Maybe he tries on clothes, and then he catches people for fitting. At that moment, chatting about the investigative direction that suddenly popped out of his mind.

But when Xiao Yuan mentioned the Huayun Center just now, he really thought that Xiao Yuan remembered how he had been coquettish on the phone, and immediately became excited. Knowing that Xiao Yuan had brought herself here to investigate the case, the flower had to quietly defeat.

Slightly unhappy.

However, as he did his job, he naturally wouldn’t show it, and it’s not a big deal anyway. After so many years of gathering and separation, he and Xiao Yuan were able to understand each other early, and when he arrived at Huayun Center, the little bit of unhappiness in his heart had disappeared. .

The street photography sacred place is really lively. The fountain square in the middle of several shopping malls is crowded with people, handsome men and beautiful women, street photographers with long guns and short cannons are shooting frantically at them, as if they have forgotten the murder case in the M.E.S mall in the center.

Among these street photographers, some are tall young men, while more are middle-aged and old men with gray hair.

They are all called street photographers, but if you look closely, it’s easy to see the difference between them——

Most young men treat women with thoughtful manners. They first ask if they are willing to take pictures of themselves, and then hold up the camera. If the other party is not willing, they generally will not chase after them. In addition to beautiful women, they also shoot men, sometimes making uppercuts with each other like brothers.

On the other hand, middle-aged and elderly men, without exception, point their cameras at beautiful women and not men. If a young photographer talks to a beautiful woman and obtains permission to take pictures, they will swarm up and the shutter will keep flashing. When talking to women, they are usually very close, and there are physical movements, such as pulling and not letting go.

There are many cold drinks bars in the fountain square. Xiao Yuan and Ming Shu are sitting in the best view of the house. Xiao Yuan wants iced soda water. Ming Shu is drinking a large vanilla milkshake with a straw in his mouth.

"Looking at it this way, Luo Xiangfu is the epitome of this group of middle-aged and elderly street photographers." Ming Shu said: "How long has it been since I saw the three girls arguing with them, some of them really didn't Understand the most basic courtesy."

"Not at all." Xiao Yuan pointed to the front right. "Look at the old man in the gray shirt."

Mingshu looked up and saw that the old man was communicating with a girl in a red dress, talking very happily.

"That old man is a gentleman, and he hasn't done anything inappropriate at all." Xiao Yuan said.

"But there are fewer old people like this. Look here and there." Ming Shu waved his hand. "They are similar to the Luo Xiangfu described by Wen Yao."

Xiao Yuan said softly: "Wen Yao..."

"Huh?" Ming Shu asked, "What about her?"

"The surname'Wen' is not very common. Wen Yao and Wen Li are both surnamed'Wen'. I suspected Wen Li." Xiao Yuan said: "If Wen Li has something to hide, we will definitely be drawn into a trap."

Ming Shu's eyes tightened, "Isn't it possible?"

Xiao Yuan smiled, "Don't be nervous, I later confirmed that Wen Li has nothing to do with Wen Yao, and Wen Li was in Shetu Town when Luo Xiangfu was killed."

Ming Shu said, "Scare me!"

Xiao Yuan said: "We sometimes need to rely on Wenli to communicate with Zhan Huanxiong. She is very important, and I must determine whether she is reliable."

Ming Shu nodded, "By the way, speaking of Zhan Huanxiong, in the afternoon, Yi Fei and I refined the image of the murderer based on Zhan Huanxiong's testimony."

Xiao Yuan said, "Let's listen."

"The murderer is a woman, because Luo Xiangfu wanted to'punish' and'destruct' Luo Xiangfu because of his rude behavior in street shooting. She and Hou Cheng should have similar criminal motives and think that they are righteous, but she is definitely not a'believer' of Hou Cheng. ——Hou Cheng’s "believers" are almost all passionate murderers like Lu Kun." Ming Shu said: "I compared her with Hou Cheng. Hou Cheng is a suspense writer who likes to set up suspense and play inversions. Hou Cheng did a lot of extra work when he committed the crime. If he didn’t do this, we would not be able to lock him in a short time. In short, affected by his inertial thinking, he committed the crime. 'Not clean'."

Xiao Yuan responded in due course, "Yes."

Ming Shu also said: "The murderer of Luo Xiangfu knows how to hide himself. He doesn't do any superfluous things. Even the traces of the crime scene are left to others to destroy. Her mind is much more careful than Hou Cheng. Judging from the'cleanness' of her killing Luo Xiangfu, she could not be a novice. After Zhan Huanxiong saw her approaching Luo Xiangfu, he covered Luo Xiangfu's mouth and nose with his right hand, which must be poisoning. Although Luo Xiangfu was already in alcohol at the time Under the effect of sleeping pills, she is dizzy, unconscious, able to stand, but not able to resist, but this behavior is still very risky for women. She is a veteran and is sure to dare to do this."

Xiao Yuan said: "From the point of view of being'clean,' her habit of committing crimes reflects the character in her life-capable, calm, and self-confident. She is more difficult to deal with than Hou Cheng."

Ming Shu said: "I think she should be a person who has lived in the city for a long time, has received a good education, is very independent, has contacted many people, and has a decent and important job."

Xiao Yuan said: "There are too many such people."

Ming Shu rubbed his temples, "If the restriction of'hate street shooting' is added, the scope will be reduced a lot."

Xiao Yuan did not speak immediately this time, but after a minute, said: "It may not be'hate street shooting'."

Ming Shu put down the milkshake cup, "Huh?"

Xiao Yuan said: "I found an interesting phenomenon."

As the weather cools down, there are more and more people on the fountain square. Correspondingly, cold drink shops are also overcrowded. Ming Shu was squeezed against the table. Looking back, it turned out that it was a group of junior high school girls playing around.

He didn't want to educate the little girl, so he had to drag a stool to lean against Xiao Yuan, "What's the phenomenon?"

"In fact, it is not just street photography enthusiasts chasing handsome men and beauties to take pictures, but there are also people who are well-dressed and want to enter their shots." Xiao Yuan said, "Did you see it?"

"There is still such a thing?" Ming Shu looked up and saw a woman in white walking back and forth among street-shooting fans.

Xiao Yuan said: "She wants to be captured by them, but maybe she is poorly dressed, she may look ordinary, she may be of average figure, or she simply lacks the temperament of a model, and no one has ever taken pictures of her. Since your milkshake came, She just wandered around the fountain, and it has been forty minutes now."

"As for?" Ming forgive, "I really want to take a picture, why not let my family and friends help? It's really impossible to ask the photographer directly. A mobile phone with a higher pixel, the most common SLR, and any device can be used. Can shoot."

"But the fact is that she didn't invite relatives or friends, nor photographers. She stood stubbornly in front of street photography enthusiasts, hoping to be the scenery in their shots." Xiao Yuan pointed in another direction, "and she is not the only one. Did the person in the light gray modified suit see it? She has also been in the square for a long time, but no street photographers talked to her. Just now, a lady similar to her dress was surrounded and photographed, and she was standing still. Observe from a distance."

Ming Shu asked: "What kind of psychology are they?"

"It's easy to understand." Xiao Yuan said: "They are not eager to be photographed-taking pictures is too easy in this era. Self-portraits and friends help to take pictures. If friends are not around, they can also ask passers-by to help take pictures. What they long for is themselves. The elegant demeanor has entered the sight of street photography enthusiasts. For them, this means that their beauty is recognized, which will produce a great sense of satisfaction."

Ming Shu frowned, "...but many people are tired of street shooting."

For example, Wen Yao.

Another example is the police flower Xiaoyun of the special police detachment.

"Some people are bored, and they must be loved." Xiao Yuan said: "People who don't like street photography are forced to take photos, and people who like street photography are not favored because of their insufficient conditions. Both of these situations may cause hatred."

Ming Shu said: "In other words, this type of person may also be the murderer of Luo Xiangfu? Luo Xiangfu only photographs young and beautiful girls, and repeatedly ignores or even rejects people who are not so beautiful, which hits this person's self-esteem. kill?"

"The human heart is treacherous, and any behavior may inspire dissatisfaction and resentment. This possibility cannot be ruled out." Xiao Yuan stood up, "but this is just a small detail that I harvested tonight."

"Going?" Ming Shu drank the milkshake quickly, "Sit down for a while, anyway, it's still early, it's better to observe for a while."

Xiao Yuan had picked up the phone Mingshu had left on the table and put it in his pocket.

Ming Shu left his mobile phone and wallet in the restaurant because of carelessness. Later, Xiao Yuan developed the habit of either reminding him or putting it away by himself.

"Didn't you say that you want to come here for a western meal with me?" Xiao Yuan said in a deep voice, "The evening rush hour has passed, and I shouldn't have to wait in line if I go now. If it is late, the dishes you want to eat may be gone. ."

Ming Shu was surprised, "Do you want to take me to Western food?"

Do you remember what I said?

Xiao Yuan smiled, "I told you when I went to the crime team to see you. I will date tonight."

Ming Shu stood up immediately, "I thought I was just coming to work!"

"It's not just work." Xiao Yuan said softly: "You should relax after work."

Ming Shu walked to the door of the cold drink shop and suddenly covered his abdomen and frowned.

Xiao Yuan looked back at him, "What's wrong? Stomach upset?"

"No." Ming Shu shook his head, his expression suddenly becoming tangled.

Just now, his stomach screamed a few times.

Fortunately, the cold drink shop is noisy, and only he can hear it.

I still ate too little at noon, and a box lunch is not enough.

"Brother, have a discussion with you." Ming Shu said.

"Don't want to eat Western food?" Xiao Yuan saw through, "Want to change places?"

Ming Shu said, "Did you discover this?"

"You are holding your abdomen. Since it's not that your stomach is uncomfortable, you are hungry." Xiao Yu'an said, "I don't think I can get enough of western food?"

"Hehe--" Ming Shu laughed, "Eating western food is elegant, I can't be elegant today. Brother, let's go to eat barbecue. I know there is a restaurant here, which is very famous. I have eaten it several times by myself. Shall we eat western food next time? I'll roast pork belly for you!"

Xiao Yuan sighed connivingly, "Okay."