You Mingxu suddenly remembered what Yin Feng said once:

I always feel that there is someone there who keeps looking at me, staring at me, threatening me...

Just like a group of dark clouds, I kept chasing me...

She walked back to the door of the guesthouse and poked the cigarette butt on the lid of the trash can, with only a sneer on her face.

Why, are you coming to her now?

I'm afraid I won't come. How could she pull out the demons and monsters around Yin Feng if I don't come?

She made up her mind and waited for the case at hand to settle and search for Yin Feng's past.

It was so dirty that she swept him cleanly.

You Mingxu walked to the door of Yin Feng's room and knocked twice before the door opened.

You Mingxu's brow jumped slightly.

The room was turned on, and Yin Feng only wore a black bottomed T-shirt and black trousers. He ignored his face and his neck was down. The line was one inch. His shoulders were very wide, his chest muscles were firm but not evenly symmetrical, and his narrow waist was closed towards the firm buttocks that she had used to. The slippers were bare soles, all of which were mature and masculine.

You Mingxu's eyes turned back to his face, and as if it were a bright smile on his face, like a little white rabbit. You Mingxu instantly lost his appetite and walked in without looking sideways.

Chen Feng and their chef were also there. I don’t know where they brought a long table and filled a table of dishes. The chef was a handsome middle-aged man, wearing a white hat and a white uniform, as if a Michelin executive chef was visiting the dilapidated guesthouse.

Exaggerated, too exaggerated. You Mingxu thought that you must find an opportunity to twist the style left by Chen Feng and Yin Feng from the past, so that you can't ruin Yin Feng.

Seeing her come in, Chen Feng immediately took the chef to retreat. Yin Feng took You Mingxu's hand and walked to the bed: "Show you something."

You Mingxu looked up and looked out the window, empty, and asked, "Are there any suspicious signs just now?"

Yin Feng was stunned, and also imitated her appearance and looked out the window.

After the two of them looked so quiet for a while, You Mingxun said, "What are you looking at?"

He replied: "I don't know."

The tendons on You Mingxu's forehead leaped again. For some reason, she found that her emotions were always fluctuating slightly and prone to irritability recently.

She calmed down for a moment and changed the topic: "What are you going to show me just now?"

He pointed.

A new 20-inch black suitcase was placed beside the bed, and inside it was a wooden doll of his stuff. The joints of the doll could be rotated flexibly. When he put it in, his figure was similar to the dead. But it was made of wood, stiffer and barely stuffed in, but it had a small half of the volume outside.

You Mingxu asked: "What are you doing this?"

Yin Feng squatted down, raised his butt slightly, looked at the box, and said deeply: "Imitate his behavior and figure out his psychology."

You Mingxu was furious again by him. Just as he was about to stand up, his hand was pulled by him. He said, "Ah, do a favor."

"What are you doing?"

"You lie in and try."

You Mingxu was silent for a moment, raised his chin and signaled that Yin Feng was so smart that she had been so many days and had become much smarter. He immediately moved the puppet out. You Mingxu climbed into the box and felt extremely cramped. He recalled the photos of the deceased and lie down imitating the posture. She was flexible, but she was not low. After shrinking for a long time, her calves were still outside.

"I can do this," she said.

The woman curled up in a small box with a surrender attitude, looking up at him, her eyes clear and her voice soft.

Yin Feng originally held her chin with his hand and looked at her body shape. After watching it for a long time, he was distracted without realizing it. His eyes stopped on her beautiful chin, as well as her chest, waist, and legs. His throat was a little astringent.

He didn't know what he wanted to do, but his body had moved, and his hands pressed on the edge of the box and looked down at her.

You Mingxu also looked at him.

Yin Feng was carrying a light on his back, and the man's body, which was very densely tensioned, was covered with it, easily trapping her in his arms. He didn't laugh, and he didn't look stupid at this time. His eyes were clear and focused as if he was watching something extremely important.

"Ah..." he whispered, "You look so small."

You Mingxu's throat was a little dry, and for a moment, a urge to feel familiar. Yes, as he said, she had never been in front of him, so low and so small, trapped between his arms...

What are I thinking?

Almost at the same moment, she glanced out of the corner of her eyes, and Yin Feng's five fingers that were grabbing the edge of the box tighter.

You Mingxu raised his leg and stepped on his handsome face. His eyes and nose were clearly trampled, but his mouth smiled. He didn't know what he was laughing at.

You Mingxu's feeling of restlessness surged into his heart again, and he simply kicked him to the side and crawled out of the box.

But he heard him ask behind him: "What did I do wrong? Do you want to kick me?" His voice was calm and unhurried.

You Mingxu Leng said: "If you want to kick, do you need a reason?"

He was silent for a while, "Oh."

When she turned around, she saw him rubbing his nose and shoulders. Her hands were too busy, and she lowered her head, looking a little aggrieved. You Mingxu felt relieved and thought, yes, this is what he should be. She just felt a little bit of a man's aggressiveness, which was a rebellious thing. She had to return to her true form.

At this time, You Mingxu's cell phone ringing, which was a video call from a strange number. When You Mingxu saw that it was the United States, he quickly sorted out his hair and clothes and picked it up.

A woman with gray hair in her fifties appeared on the screen. This should be Ding Xiongwei's "old classmate", the famous criminal psychologist Fan Shuhua. Professor Fan has kind eyes, but his eyes and temperament are not lacking in brightness. At first glance, he made You Mingxu feel good.

"Hello, Xiao You. I am your classmate of Team Ding, Fan Shuhua."

"Hello Professor Fan!"

Professor Fan seemed to look at her for a while through the screen, then smiled in praise and said, "It's obvious that he is a capable child. The case you are investigating now is meddling in other people's business. Because Xiongwei showed me the information, he was quite interested. So he put forward some ideas for your reference only."

You Mingxu said: "Professor Fan, you are too modest. I am lucky to get your guidance."

Professor Fan smiled deeper, nodded and said, "From the information currently available, we can make a preliminary psychological portrait of the murderer:
Chapter completed!