The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 "Then you can help wash the vegetables."

　　 Ai Liang took out green peppers, tomatoes, potatoes, eggs and other ingredients from the refrigerator and put them in the basket.

　　 Yang Xingyue stood aside and cleaned the vegetables, and the snickers from time to time at the door made her face flushed all the time.

　　‘This is like a newlywed couple. ’

The thought of 　　 grows wildly in Yang Xingyue's heart like weeds.

　　 "Xingyue."

　　‘Hey hey, couple...’

　　 Yang Xingyue made a foolish smirk.

　　 "Xingyue."

　　 "What's wrong? Old... Ai Liang!"

　　 Yang Xingyue, who almost blurted out the fantasy in his brain, yelled and tried to conceal what he had just said.

　　 "The water is going to be full."

　　 Ai Liang pointed indifferently to the steel basin in the pool.

　　 "Huh?...Yeah!"

　　 Yang Xingyue hurriedly raised the steel basin and splashed water everywhere.

　　 "I'm sorry! Then, then I'll cut vegetables!"

　　 Yang Xingyue quickly fished out a green pepper from the water and put it directly on the chopping board.

　　 "...Go out, I'll do it myself."

　　 It was a wrong decision to put someone who had never cook in the kitchen. She would do nothing but mess.

　　 Yang Xingyue, who was slid out by the mention, felt hot on her face.

　　 Looking at the closed kitchen door with a bang, Yang Xingyue felt a strong sense of frustration in her heart.

　　 "Well, good material."

　　 Yue Qihua looked at the mobile phone video and sighed, with a satisfied smile on her face.

　　 "Huahua, delete it for me!"

　　 Yang Xingyue rushed to Yue Qihua but she dodged her.

　　 "This is not good, I want to keep it as a souvenir."

　　 Yue Qihua showed a sweet smile, and then backed up the video to a folder named "The Growth of Stars and Moons".

　　 This folder records all the embarrassments of Yang Xingyue since childhood.

　　 ah ah ah too shame!

　　 Yang Xingyue, who knew that he had lost his strength by force, squatted down and covered her face with her hands.

　　 Yue Qihua smiled badly and secretly recorded this scene.

　　 Ignoring the yellow-haired girls who were fighting together outside, Ai Liang shielded the outside sounds in the kitchen and washed rice and stir-fry with peace of mind.

　　 After half an hour, the two tired of playing lay on the sofa and watched short videos.

"dinner time."

　　 Ai Liang wearing an apron opened the kitchen door and walked out, still with that indifferent expression on his face.

　　 Yang Xingyue first glanced at the table and then shrugged his nose: "It smells so good."

　　 "A few home-cooked dishes."

　　 Ai Liang wiped the drops of water on the hanging towel after washing his hands.

　　 Green pepper shredded pork, sour potato shreds, stir-fried lettuce, add a pot of tomato and egg soup, standard three dishes and one soup.

　　 "Oh, don't you mind if I take a picture?"

　　 Yue Qihua ran to the dining table with her mobile phone and asked.

　　 "Whatever."

　　 Ai Liang picked up a pair of chopsticks and went to the kitchen to serve rice.

　　 "Then I'm welcome, I should write down the first meal I made for Xingyue."

　　 Yue Qihua took a violent shot at the dining table. It was different from the angle that others carefully manipulated. She likes to take a bunch of photos at once and then choose the best one from it.

　　 "Don't say anything like it's made for me alone! Don't you eat it!"

　　 Yang Xingyue, who had just returned from washing her hands, heard that Yue Qihua was immediately taken to the bathroom. I don't know why today Yue Qihua always likes to molest her.

　　 After dinner, Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

　　 After eating other people’s food, you can’t just do nothing just because you’re full, not to mention that it’s impossible for the guests to cook and let the guests wash the dishes.

　　 "I'm going back first." Ai Liang changed his shoes and shouted at the kitchen, holding notes and novels.

　　 "Ah, it's not too early anymore, so it's better to just stay...mum."

　　 Yue Qi could only make a mumble voice halfway through her words. Don't even think about it to know that Yang Xingyue must have covered her mouth.

　　 After a slight commotion, Yang Xingyue slapped out in slippers and slightly bent over to Ai Liang: "Be careful on the road."

"Ok."

　　 Ai Liang reached out and grabbed the door handle and took the security door from the outside.

　　 "Can't you take off the gloves and cover it, it makes my face greasy." Yue Qihua complained and picked up the facial cleanser.

　　 "Really, why do you be like a kid every time when only the three of us are together!" Yang Xingyue said with dissatisfaction.

　　 "Huh? Is there...?"

　　 Yue Qihua, who was washing her face, suddenly stopped her movements.

　　 "Of course, we did when the three of us went to the bookstore together, and on the way home from school."

　　 Yang Xingyue continued next to him: "It feels like I have become a person. I always make fun of Ai Liang and me. They are totally two people in peacetime."

　　 Yue Qihua raised her head, and a face full of bubbles was reflected in the mirror. She couldn't see her expression at this time, but her eyes were a little dull.

　　 "Huahua?"

　　 After talking for a long time and did not hear Yue Qihua's answer, Yang Xingyue walked over and waved her palm in front of her, "Isn't it angry?"

　　 "Huh? Ah, just thinking about a formula, what are you talking about?"

　　The distracted Yue Qihua reacted and turned to look at Yang Xingyue.

　　 Seeing that Yue Qihua's mood has not changed much, Yang Xingyue said in a complaining tone: "I'm talking about why you always like to make fun of me and Ai Liang."

　　 "This...you see, since we met Ai Liang, he has always looked cold and cold, aren't you curious about his other expressions?"

　　 Yue Qihua flushed the foam on her face and said with a smile.

　　 "Then you don't always make fun of me, I will be shy...Can't you use yourself?"

　　 said Yang Xingyue's voice gradually became quieter.

　　 "I don't care, I'm afraid that someone's vinegar jar will be turned over and there will be sourness everywhere."

　　 Yue Qihua wiped off the water with a damp towel, and looked in the mirror to check if there is any foam on her face.

　　 "Obviously you introduced Ai Liang to our acquaintance, how could I take your jealousy? At first I thought you had a boyfriend...it hurts! What are you doing!"

　　 Yang Xingyue squatted down on the top of her head with her hands, and her tears kept rolling in pain.

　　 That is the one you like...

　　 Yue Qihua murmured in a low voice, she couldn't hear what she was talking about.

　　 Yang Xingyue squatted on the ground to protest: "Don't hit me on the head, I suspect that you have liked to knock on my head since I was a child and I have become stupid."

　　 Yue Qihua sighed and touched the top of Yang Xingyue's head comfortingly: "Okay, get up and wash the dishes."

　　......

　　 It was completely dark when Ai Liang came out of the apartment.

　　 Just after dinner time, many people appeared nearby who came out for walks, dogs, and children.

　　 Ai Liang, who didn't want to wait for the bus, called Didi directly and got home soon.

　　 The sound of opening the door echoed in the living room.

　　 Even in summer, the room is terribly cold.

　　 Ai Liang turned on the headlights in the living room, and the warm yellow light slightly dispelled the loneliness brought by the quiet environment.

　　 The classmate's home that was still lively last moment, the next moment he returns to the quiet and silent house like a haunted house. Every time he returns home, Ai Liang will have a very strong sense of fragmentation of reality, as if he is not returning home but an island.

　　 Nothing different from the past, Ai Liang went back to the room to put down his notes and novels, turned on the air conditioner, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

　　Walking halfway, suddenly a wicked thought surged into my heart.

　　 Various scenes emerged uncontrollably in Ai Liang's mind.

　　‘Please, let me go...’

　　 The man who was put into the waste oil drum begged the man in the suit.

　　‘Boss, I just got this. ’

　　 Looking at the unconscious person on the bed, the younger brother showed a flattering smile.

　　‘Little bunny, I killed you today! ’

　　 The vendor waved a stick at the thief.

　　‘Dad, I want to eat fried chicken. ’

　　 The father took his son by the hand and walked into the fast food restaurant with a smile, but he was very impatient.

'Hey? Urban management? Someone here illegally set up a stall. ’

　　 The restaurant owner sneered at the busy snack truck not far away.

　　‘Are you mindless! Ask you to bring more money! Bring more money! ’

　　 A group of people in school uniforms punched and kicked classmates on the ground.

　　‘Mom! Mum ooh! ’

　　 The ten-year-old child looked at the mother who was put in the ambulance and shouted desperately.

　　 Along with the scenes, Ai Liang's eyes congested and gritted his teeth, shed two rows of clear tears.

　　 The picture lasted for about two or three minutes, and soon disappeared in my mind.

　　 It took a long time for Ai Liang to get up from the ground and restore his cold appearance.

　　 "It's time to clean up the garbage again..."

　　 Ai Liang held the sink with both hands and looked at himself in the mirror. He wanted to show a smile, but under the influence of a heavy heart, he couldn't laugh at all.

　　 "I haven't entered this body for almost five years, I shouldn't be nosy at the beginning..."

When 　　 spoke, Ai Liang's face was still expressionless, calm and terrible, and he could only laugh at himself silently in his heart.

　　 As long as he continues to read his mind, he will inevitably see the malice in people's hearts, and the body will feed back these malicious records to the spiritual level.

　　 I would like to ask, which one is more likely to live in an environment full of malice every day, leaving the silt without staining it or becoming a part of the silt?

　　 Ai Liang's mind is only a juvenile mind for the two lifetimes, and every day he faces tons of malice.

　　 If Ai Liang hadn't used his ability to clean up these things every few years, he would have been crazy.

　　 After taking a shower in the bathroom, Ai Liang returned to the room and locked the door. He lay down on the bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he forcibly hypnotized himself into his sleep.

　　......

　　 Around ten o'clock in the evening, in a park near a certain community, several police cars stopped at the side to surround the park entrance and pulled up a cordon.

　　 Interpol Captain Shi Feng and Gao Bin stood in front of a bench and observed the corpse.

　　 They are very familiar with this corpse. It is Wang Qiang. He has been running to the criminal police team in the past two days.

　　 There is a hideous wound on Wang Qiang's neck. The dark brown blood has solidified, and he is holding a small wooden box in his hand.

　　 It was late at night, and Gao Bin flashed a torch to illuminate Shi Feng.

　　 There is also a group of detectives wearing white gloves with their headlamps on their heads to observe carefully throughout the park, looking for clues left by the murderer.

　　 Shi Feng checked the corpse with white gloves. Wang Qiang couldn't open his mouth, bend his neck, or move his limbs.

　　 The dead body has already begun, and there is no corpse spots and no smell of corpse, the time of death is probably more than one hour and less than two hours.

　　 gently lifted Wang Qiang's head, the process was a bit hard.

　　 Shi Feng observed the wound on his neck. The blood had coagulated. As the strength on his hand continued to increase, the hideous wound gradually appeared.

　　 Gao Bin's expression is not very attractive. He frowned: "The arteries and veins have been cut. In principle, blood should be spattered. There is no blood on the benches and the ground. Isn't this the scene of the crime?"

　　 Shi Feng shook his head and said, "No, this is the scene of the crime. The blood scabs on the corpse showed no signs of rupture. The shape of the blood stains on the bench also matched the sitting posture of the corpse, indicating that the deceased had not been moved."

　　 Gao Bin hesitated for a while, and said, "The blood should be splashed everywhere if the arteries are cut."

　　 Shi Feng pointed to the neck of the deceased: "This wound was caused after death. This is the real cause of death."

　　 Gao Bin looked in the direction that Shi Feng pointed, and there was a strangle mark there.

　　 "The murderer strangles the person to death and then cuts the blood vessel. The heart will not splash after it stops beating. Of course, the possibility of drug death is not ruled out."

　　 Shi Feng explained to Gao Bin very patiently.

"The purpose of this is probably to deliberately attract attention. It's just to be strangled. People passing by will only think that the deceased is asleep and won't come up to nosy. It's not the same as sitting motionless on a bench covered in blood. ."

　　 "What is the purpose of the murderer doing this?"

　　 Gao Bin was very puzzled. After others murdered, they tried their best to hide the body, but this one put it in the park deliberately. I'm also worried that others don't care about cutting the blood vessel deliberately. What is the picture?

　　 Shi Feng glared at Gao Bin: "Do you think I am a god? You know everything at a glance?"

　　 Gao Bin was a little embarrassed, so he had to express his guess to ease the embarrassment: "Could it be the murderer who is provoking the police? After all, the law and order in Neihua has only stabilized in recent years. This kind of person..."

　　 Shi Feng ignored him, this kind of speculation is meaningless to discuss in the case of insufficient evidence conditions.

　　 He carefully opened Wang Qiang's hand, picked up the wooden box, and gently opened the lid.

There is only one folded supermarket flyer inside 　　.

　　 Shi Feng put these two things in the evidence bag, UU reading www.uukanshu.com may have fingerprints of the murderer.

　　 Gao Bin observed the wooden box inside the evidence bag: "Pandora? What does it mean to put supermarket flyers in the magic box?"

　　 The words on the wooden box caught his attention, but there are still too few clues at present, and he can only temporarily suppress this doubt in his heart.

　　 "Team Stone, we found the car of the deceased."

　　 led other detectives to search the park, Wang Xun walked to Shi Feng and said, "According to the car navigation records, the deceased was in a bar two hours ago."

　　 Gao Bin said, "In other words, someone asked the deceased here and killed him?"

　　 "Have you notified the technical department to call for monitoring?" Shi Feng asked Wang Xun while looking at him.

　　 The time of death was similar to what he had guessed. There was a lot of surveillance near the park, and Shi Feng hoped to be able to take pictures of the murderer.

　　 "Checking, the murderer is very cautious and no suspicious clues have been found near the park."

　　 Hearing Wang Xun’s answer, Shi Feng felt that this case was a bit unusual.

　　 The site was cleaned very cleanly, and no clue was found. The only clue was the wooden box held by the deceased and the supermarket flyer inside.

　　 After the murderer killed the person, what did he leave behind these two things to express?

　　 Random killing or purposeful vendetta?

　　 Think of the relationship between Wang Qiang and Wang Zi, and Wang Qiang was also strangled to death. Is there something in common between these two cases?

　　 Shi Feng pinched his eyebrows and kept thinking.

　　 He suddenly felt that the campus murder case that had entered the final stage seemed not as simple as it seemed.

　　 "Gao Bin followed me to the bar, Wang Xun, you lead people to clean up the corpse, and go back to the team to sort out the surveillance video."

　　 Shi Feng turned and left the park after giving instructions.