The elevator has arrived.

It is easy to find out that the house number and house number of the six bandits just now lived in was rented, and more specific information needs to be found out.

A policeman stepped forward and pried open the door. Several policemen behind him rushed in with guns. They quickly found out that there was no one in the house and did not see any dangerous items.

Everyone gathered their guns and began to look at the house.

At first glance, you can never imagine that this is a house where a group of perverted killers live.

The living room is very spacious and elegantly arranged. Yes, it is this feeling, elegantly and comfortable. Light warm colors, fabric sofas, tea tables and tea sets, and the water in the cup is a little warm. There are TVs, bookcases, and some novels, miscellaneous notes, psychology books, etc.

You Mingxu even saw a row of Yin Feng's books, half old and not new, so she took one and flipped it out. Yin Feng walked to her side, took it and looked at it. You Mingxu said, "Are they studying you?"

Yin Feng threw the book back to the table and said, "Who knows? Maybe he just reads the book simply. After all, my book is very good."

You Mingxun glanced at him.

A pair of brush words hung on the wall, saying: All good are dead, all evils are committed.

The handwriting is vigorous, upright and grand. There is no signature.

You Mingxu and Yin Feng both looked at the words for a while, looked at each other without saying a word.

This is probably the largest apartment in the community, with a capacity of more than 200 square meters. On the side of the living room are the kitchen, a public toilet and a gym. You Mingxu entered the kitchen and unexpectedly found that there was a can of soup on the fire. Some dishes were washed in the sink. When the refrigerator was opened, there were some food, fruits and vegetables in it.

There was a table posted on the wall next to the refrigerator, and there were three big words "duty table".

Below are the names or nicknames for every day of the week.

Lao Gu, Cao Tou, Big Mouth, Brother Wen...

The handwriting is a bit ugly, but you can see that the person who writes is trying to write well.

You Mingxu was inexplicably stunned when he looked at all in the kitchen.

Yin Feng was with her again at some point.

You Mingxu said: "Where are they living?" Who would have thought that in the "home" of a group of killers, they would see such neat and even warm daily details.

Yin Feng replied: "I didn't expect that they still have life."

This sentence is quite meaningful. You Mingxu looked at him and felt that his face looked even quieter than usual.

There are treadmills, several equipment for training strength, and a boxing sandbag in the gym. This is in line with You Mingxu's expectations. Any bandit never ignores continuous physical exercise. So, as police officers, can they not try their best to make trouble for themselves? If you are lazy, the bandits are more diligent than you, and you can beat you up by turning your head.

The first bedroom has a cool and simple tone, with a bed, a wardrobe and a desk. The bed is neatly stacked, and there are a few pieces of men's clothes and a pair of leather shoes hanging in the wardrobe. It is ordinary.

There was a piece of glass pressed on the desktop, and there were photos under the glass.

They all belong to the same woman, and a little girl. The woman is in her thirties and the little girl is seven or eight years old. It looks like a mother and daughter, and they are smiling happily in several photos. There are also photos that are obviously cut from the group photo, with a not neat edge, and you can see the corners of another person's black clothes.

There was a small piece under the glass that was empty, and there was a light mark on the table. It was obviously the photo originally placed here, and someone took it away. The glass was also a little crooked, and the person who took the photo was very anxious.

You Mingxu understood at a glance that they were anxious to leave just now. I don’t know who was the one who lived in this room just now, so I had time to take away a photo.

In a corner of the table, there was a small, already very old puppy doll. You Mingxu noticed that in one of the photos, the little girl was holding the same doll.

"It seems that he has lost the most important thing." Yin Feng said in her ear, "Always live in nostalgia."

"That's not the reason for him to do evil." You Ming Xu Dan said, turning around and leaving the house.

Yin Feng looked at her back, smiled and followed.

As soon as you walked into the second room, You Mingxu was stunned.

The wall is full of photos.

Her photo.

Yin Feng glanced at him and his face suddenly turned cold.

You Mingxu approached and looked at the photos to restrain the chill in his heart. She didn't even know when these photos were taken. She looked like she walked out of the house; she and Yin Feng stood in front of the car; and there were also secretly photographed from a distance. She stood in the police station office, drinking with a cup of tea; she was having dinner in a small restaurant...

There are 40 or 50 pictures.

The two looked silent for a while. You Mingxu turned his head to look elsewhere, and Yin Feng blocked her. She looked up and Yin Feng's hand had landed on her neck and gently pinched it.

You Mingxu: "What are you doing?"

There seemed to be some dark light flowing in Yin Feng's eyes. After pinching it for a while, he put down his hand and said coldly: "He can cause trouble. He will even disgust us if he dies."

This "he" naturally refers to Gu Tiancheng.

You Mingxu didn't say anything, turned around and looked at the table. There were a bunch of medicine bottles, some of which were tilted, and some were open. Some were sprinkled with pills on the table, revealing how painful it was when the person was sick.

There was a folder on the table. You Mingxu opened it and was stunned.

It was a pair of pencil sketches. The painter obviously had some skills and was very similar. You can see at a glance that she was painting. She was wearing the suit, short boots, long hair was loose, and a bag when she was in Tibet. Her expression was also vivid, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, she was smiling faintly, and she had a hint of arrogance.

There was a man standing beside her.

That was a man who made Youmingxu feel familiar and strange.

Because of his appearance and figure, he was Gu Tiancheng. But he was wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase in his hand. His expression was also different. He smiled and looked very cheerful, looking at the woman beside him.

Two people stand together.

You Mingxu threw the painting clip back to the table and prepared to go out expressionlessly. Yin Feng hugged her waist, lowered his head and kissed her heavily on the face. You Mingxu pushed him away, but only saw his dark eyes. He didn't say anything, and You Mingxu didn't want to talk to him. What's the point? He was crazy about kissing her?

She turned around and left.

Yin Feng stood there, touched his lips, and then looked at the painting on the table coldly. It was a testimony. Reason restrained his strong impulse to tear it apart. He savored the soft touch that kissed her face just now, and his heart swayed. He couldn't help but smile, and looked at the painting on the table. What else could the person get except painting? He inserted his hands into his pocket and walked out.

The owner of the third room was a studious person. Apart from the bed, there were only books in the room. The table was filled with books, and the ground was also filled with novels, biography, popular science, mathematics, geography, magazines, military... all kinds of books were included. There were even a few notebooks, densely packed with excerpts.

When Xu Mengshan saw this, he said in surprise: "Is this still a top student?"

You Mingxu also felt quite the same. It is true that normal people are the same. They are perverted and have their own ways of living.

Yin Feng, who was standing beside him, said: "On the contrary, he is a poor student. A top student won't do this."

You Mingxu and Xu Mengshan both looked at him. There was no way, Yin Feng must have a greater say in this matter than them.

But it was also in the drawer of this pseudo-school master that I found a stack of photos. Some of them were old and yellow, while others were new. There was a man on each photo, and each man drew a big fork with a red pen on his head.

This is a very important clue.

You Ming and Xu changed his expression slightly, and called Xu Mengshan and the others again. After circulating the photos, no one could recognize who the person in the photos was. At most, some people felt familiar, so they could only take all the photos back to the police station.

The search for this house is coming to an end.

However, in any case, this place, from all the police's imagination, is different.

This is their first time to come into contact with the perverted killer organization. In their imagination, the nests of those people should be dark, dirty, bloody, and full of perverted aura. Even if they see corpses or limbs, the police will not be surprised.

Who would have thought that apart from some photos, books, sketches, revealing some paranoid details, it looks extremely normal here. Those people can drink tea, cook, cook soup, and clean and exercise on duty. The room is clean and bright, and their life is regular and healthy. They hide their love in the room, and the day and month are opposite each other.

When leaving the house, You Mingxu walked out of the entrance hall and suddenly turned back and looked at the wall opposite the living room.

That sentence jumped into her eyes so brightly:

All good are dead, and all evils are perpetuated.
Chapter completed!