boyfriend in the fridge

"I plead guilty." Gao Bin smiled slightly, and touched the golden watch on his left wrist with his right hand, "I admit that I killed Jane Weiyuan."

Xia Ji smiled just like him: "Is that admitted?"

Gao Bin seemed to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and his tone was very calm: "Otherwise? Wait until you find out the DNA and fingerprints? Is there a difference between admitting early and admitting late?"

"It makes sense." Xia Ji agreed, "Then tell me, what is the motive for the murder?"

Gao Bin smiled at him and shook his head.

Discipline shot him with sharp eyes: "Motivation." The voice was as heavy as a heavy stone.

Gao Bin was not affected at all, still smiling and shaking his head.

---

"Gao Bin's psychological quality is too stable, and he won't say anything about what he doesn't want to say."

In the office, Xia Ji leaned against the table, crossed his chest and looked at Discipline who closed his eyes and meditated on the sofa.

Discipline hadn't slept for the second night. Although he was physically strong and drank a lot of coffee during the period, he was still feeling tired.

"Ordinary criminals, if you scare them, I will say a few words, and they will tell the truth." Xia Ji said, "But Gao Bin can't."

Discipline half-lyed on the sofa, pressed his right hand on the center of his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Everyone has weaknesses. What he cared most about was his parents' divorce back then."

Xia Ji tilted his head to think for a while, and said: "He has always been worried about his parents' divorce, he...he knows the real reason for his parents' divorce back then!"

"Gao Bin was already three years old back then. For other children, three years old may not be able to remember anything." It would not be surprising to know the real reason for his parents' divorce."

"Homosexuality." Xia Ji continued, "His mother divorced her husband because she found out that he was gay, and later...Gao Bin probably discovered that the man his father liked was Li Mao, the owner of a big shoe factory. So a fire was carefully planned...he always hated his father..."

Discipline slowly opened his eyes without any trace of fatigue. He said word by word: "Homosexuality is Gao Bin's weakness."

"But it's useless to start with the topic of homosexuality," Xia Ji said. "The guy didn't intend to say anything other than admitting to the crime."

"There must be some point, some picture that stimulates him." Discipline turned to look at Xia Ji, "Why do you think Gao Bin killed Jian Weiyuan?"

Xia Ji was stunned for a moment: "Jian Weiyuan... very very... Do you want to play a play in front of Gao Bin?"

"Play a scene and let him collapse." Discipline took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

---

Song Buzhi came to the Municipal Public Security Bureau again.

This time, he was not stopped by the security guard.Because Captain Ji had already ordered Song Buzhi to go straight up after he came.

However, registration is still required. When registering, the big security guard winked at him ambiguously: "Little brother, you have a hand, and you hooked up with the discipline team so quickly? You have a future!"

Song Buzhi: "..."

The hand that registered and wrote the name trembled, and a long line was drawn.Song Buzhi looked at the big security guard expressionlessly, and said viciously, "You know I'm a member of your discipline team, so you dare to say that?"

The big security guard was not frightened, but he had a gossipy look on his face: "Hey, tell me, how did you hook up? It's only been one night! It's fast enough!"

Song Buzhi turned around in a very noble and cold manner, left a cold sentence "I won't tell you" and walked in.

However, his heart was a little broken - what the hell?What did he just say through his disobedient mouth? !This big security guard is very talkative at first glance, he won't spread it everywhere, spread it, spread it all over the city bureau, right?

——Thinking about it, I can't wait to go back six or seven hours ago and change a dog or another creature to possess me.

But soon, Song Buzhi comforted himself: "Fortunately, this case is about to end, and immediately after the end, stay away from the city bureau, and walk around in the future - yes, after the end, go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha Please bless..."

It was nearly six o'clock at this time, the sky was getting bright, and the sun would soon rise from below the horizon.The street lights were still on, and Song Buzhi's shadow on the ground was stretched and blurred.

He walked through the sensor glass door on the first floor and headed for the elevator.

In the elevator, Song Buzhi took a deep breath and let it out slowly, telling himself to restrain himself later.After several cycles like this, the elevator stopped and the criminal investigation team arrived.

"Team Discipline." The extremely restrained Song Buzhi greeted Discipline coldly with an expression on his face.

"Mr. Song is here." It was Xia Ji who said, "Sorry to call you over so early in the morning."

Song Buzhi still had an expression on his face: "It's okay."

Discipline stared at the black shirt and trousers on his body that were exactly the same as the previous two days—not exactly the same, and now his shirt was crumpled, wondering what happened last night.Frowning almost invisibly, Disciplinary asked, "You haven't changed your clothes for three days?"

"No," Song Buzhi corrected coldly, "four days."

discipline:"……"

Xia Ji let out a "poof" laugh, causing Discipline and Song Buzhi to turn their heads to look at him in unison.

Xia Ji waved his hand: "Ahem—the business is important, Mr. Song, let me tell you the matter first."

A few minutes later, after listening to Xia Ji's explanation, Song Buzhi raised his chin nobly: "Understood, let's go—with me here, don't worry, I will definitely make Gao Bin tell the truth."

"Uh, then please trouble Mr. Song." Xia Jixin said, why is Mr. Song so weird today?

Discipline is much more straightforward than Xia Ji's. He stared at Song Buzhi with burning eyes, and took a step forward with a compelling momentum. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Song Buzhi take two steps back, with his hands folded in front of his chest, his knees He bent over, fell backwards, and begged for mercy with drooping eyelids: "Brother, I was wrong, don't hit me."

The discipline of being forced to speak back: "..."

Xia Ji, who was so shocked that he almost choked on his own saliva: "..."

... Song Buzhi once again regretted that he possessed such a husky.

Xia Ji couldn't figure it out, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Song, are you okay? Later... are you okay?"

Song Buzhi took two steps away from discipline, and exerted greater willpower to restrain the sequelae of possession. He became a little normal, and he nodded coldly: "Yes."

---

The door of the interrogation room was opened again. Gao Bin looked up, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again.

"Unruly, have you come to see me?"

Song Buzhi approached a few steps, looked down at him condescendingly: "Come to interrogate you."

Gao Bin leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for three nights, so you changed jobs?"

Song Buzhi snorted coldly, put his hands on the table, his upper body moved forward, and narrowed his eyes cruelly: "Don't challenge my patience, tell me honestly."

"...this line." In the monitoring room next to it, Xia Ji held his forehead and muttered, "Is this the script?"

At the same time, he had to admire the discipline. Hearing this line similar to "Woman, don't challenge my patience", he could stand next to Song Bozhi without changing his face and watch him act like a fool.

In the interrogation room, Gao Bin was obviously stunned. After a long while, he suddenly laughed and said, "Bozhi, did you read some weird book again?"

Song Buzhi's room often has all kinds of books, from all kinds of professional books to novels for passing time, there are only things you can't think of, and he won't read them without it.

He slapped his hands on the table heavily, but Song Buzhi's complexion changed suddenly, he jumped up suddenly, brought his red hands to his mouth, and blew--Oh my god, it hurts so much!

The veins on his forehead twitched, Discipline endured and endured, and finally turned his gaze on Gao Bin to Song Bozhi. This turn, he happened to see Song Buzhi's watery eyes because of the pain.

——Is it so painful?

——No, this is not the script they discussed, is it?

At this moment, the always resolute and wise captain of the Disciplinary Team hesitated, not knowing whether to throw this man out of the interrogation room to end this weird "scene", or to accompany him to the end in silence—he even doubted that Song Uninhibited, is this acting?

Since Song Buzhi came here just now, his words and deeds are as sharp as discipline, and there is not much acting in him.

However, in the next second, Gao Bin made a decision for him.

Gao Bin stood up abruptly, quickly took Song Buzhi's hand, and rubbed it lightly: "Does it hurt?"

Discipline squinted his eyes, but he didn't handcuff Gao Bin to the chair. How did the criminal policeman who escorted him in do things?

"It hurts." It was Song Buzhi's aggrieved voice.

"Sit down." It was the sound of disciplined warning.

Song Buzhi glanced at Discipline, and really wanted to say "Stay away from your grandpa" in a noble and glamorous way, but... But that husky is a bully and fears nothing, and his aura and everything are false. Surprised, the timidity in his bones and the subconscious begging for mercy all spontaneously emerged, and the impulse came much faster than reason.

So, Song Buzhi withdrew his hand from Gao Bin, and gave Gao Bin a stern look: "Sit down!"

Gao Bin looked at the empty palm, slowly withdrew his hand, and slowly sat back on the chair, then raised his head and turned his eyes on Song Buzhi and discipline's face.

After a while, Gao Bin asked softly, "You...you and him, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Song Buzhi also sat down, raised his legs, raised his chin at a 45-degree angle, and smiled ambiguously, "Can't you see?"

Gao Bin watched Song Buzhi's expression and movements, his pupils suddenly dilated——

He thought of his divorced parents, the three words "homosexuality" he heard when he was young, the breakdown and resentment when he grew up a little bit after he really knew what homosexuality was, and the memory of being led by his father. The scene when I saw that man for the first time reminded me of the fire...

Before his eyes, the relationship with Song Buzhi and Chang Fei in the past half a year or so appeared again. They had almost no conflicts or quarrels, and they got along very happily. He thought he had a family again... But Jane broke into Yuan came in...

His breathing was a little heavy.

---

In the monitoring room, Xia Ji stared closely at Gao Bin in the interrogation room, watching the subtle expression changes on his face, while watching, he clenched his fists against his lower lip, and murmured: "Come on, break it! , broke his psychological defense—"

However, within a minute, Xia Ji's fist on his lower lip slammed hard in front—in the interrogation room, Gao Bin suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and looked at Song Buzhi gently.

"Uninhibited, do you think I'll be fooled by you acting like this?" Gao Bin seemed to be teaching a kid who made a mistake, very patiently, "How do you usually speak and act like this, don't you reveal your secrets every minute?"

Song Buzhi first scolded the husky in his heart, and then scolded the discipline who called him over early in the morning, but he still had an obvious ambiguous expression on his face, and asked: "What I usually show is What do I really look like? We only meet for two or three hours a day, do you think you really know me?"

Gao Bin stretched out his right index finger, swayed it from side to side, and said confidently, "If I don't know you well, would I consider you my family?"

"Family." Song Buzhi sneered, "What about Fei Fei? Do you consider him a family member too?"

Gao Bin sighed lightly: "If I didn't treat him as a family member, I wouldn't have killed Jian Weiyuan."

"You admit that you killed someone?" Song Buzhi leaned forward immediately, staring at Gao Bin like a lion staring at its prey.

Gao Bin turned his eyes, looked at discipline, and said to Song Buzhi: "I admitted it before you came - why, your policeman didn't tell you?"

Song Buzhi: "..."

In the office just now, when Xia Ji was talking, did he seem to have said it?

Song Buzhi couldn't remember it, and it wasn't important, so he immediately put the question behind him, and asked very naturally: "Why? I thought you accepted Jane as Yuan at that time."

"Accept?" Gao Bin smiled and shook his head, "Why should I accept a homosexual who robbed my family?"

——Sure enough, this is the reason!

Song Buzhi could only feel his anger rising - he had never been so sad and angry.

He raised his arm abruptly, just about to take another shot, when he suddenly remembered the pain after taking the shot before, and stopped just a millimeter above the table.

"Cough." Song Buzhi put his right hand to his lips, and coughed lowly as if to cover up.

Gao Bin laughed: "Bozhi, are you really here to interrogate me?"

The discipline next to him had already convinced himself to believe in Song Buzhi, but since he entered the interrogation room, he saw a series of strange words and deeds of Song Buzhi... It was really embarrassing.

Discipline deeply doubts, where did he get the confidence to believe that Song Buzhi can do it?

——However, Song Buzhi had to be the person who stimulated Gao Bin.

"Gao Bin." Discipline opened his mouth calmly, "Since you don't want to speak, let me talk about it first. Let's start with the divorce of your parents—"

"28 years ago, when you were three years old, your mother found out your father's secret, that your father was gay and had a man he liked. He married your mother and had children purely because he couldn't escape the pressure of family inheritance. You When your mother found out, she broke down, and then she resolutely divorced your father. She didn’t even want her own son, and went away. I don’t know how much you heard when you were three years old, but you must have remembered ‘gay 'this phrase."

"At the age of three, you don't know what 'gay' means, but a few years later, when you grow up, you must understand. At the same time, you have a deep feeling for 'gay' in your heart. You think it is your father who ruined the family and left you without a mother. The better your father treats you, the more you resent him. The more you resent him, the more you hate homosexuality. You want to kill Did you kill your father? But you couldn’t do it when you were a child. When you were a child, you were incapable. You knew that you couldn’t do it perfectly. So you waited patiently, and waited until the perfect time came to you six years ago. "

"After work that day, your father was supposed to go off work normally with other people, but for some reason, he chose to stay in the big shoe factory to work overtime. And that night, the shoe factory's wiring failure ignited a stack of Combustible objects such as shoe boxes eventually caused a fire, and your father failed to escape. I guess you should have said something to your father that day, maybe don’t go home after work, you go directly to the big store The shoe factory asked him for dinner. Maybe you told him to finish the batch early, and you went on a trip with him."

——There is a basis for discipline to say these guesses.

Song Buzhi turned his head and glanced at him.At that time, when he and Discipline went to find Li Mao, the former owner of the shoe factory, Li Mao told them about the fire that year.

"The shoe factory... It was true that the fire safety was not in place... However, we didn't put shoe boxes next to the faulty line... We knew this safety hazard, and we wouldn't really joke about our lives... But it happened in the end. The investigation showed that there was a stack of shoe boxes...why the shoe boxes are there...why Luo happened to be in the factory..."

"Ah Luo... I thought he came home... He was very happy when his son came back in those few days... He was looking forward to his son coming home every day... But Gao Bin was too busy studying, so he didn't come back for a long time Once...he told me that morning that he would take Gao Bin to a newly opened restaurant in the village for dinner after work in the afternoon...but why was he still in the factory at that time..."

"He told me back then that when Gao Bin graduated, the father and son would go on a trip to a big city... I can still remember his very happy smile... He looks so pretty when he smiles... But Why did it just disappear...how did it just disappear..."

Song Buzhi sighed and turned his attention back to Gao Bin.

Hearing what Discipline said, Gao Bin's expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't hear it at all, and even the curvature of the corner of his mouth was exactly the same as before.

only……

It's just that he unconsciously touched the golden watch with his right thumb.

"The fire six years ago, you didn't do it alone. You also have a helper, Li Sheng, the owner of Zhenmei shoe factory. You two, you want your father to die, and you also want your father to like you The man paid the price, and Li Sheng wanted his elder brother's shoe factory, so they hit it off. The golden watch is probably a symbol of your cooperation, and it also reminds each other of the crimes you have committed together. But I don't quite understand, do you trust Li Sheng so much? Will expose you? Between you and him, something happened that no one else knows about."

Gao Bin listened to him quietly, and when he saw him stop, he asked considerately: "After talking so much, are you thirsty, do you need to drink water first?"

Disciplinary pulled his lips: "Of course, don't worry. It's been too long since what happened back then. Even if there is evidence, it will be wiped out. My guess can't be accurate and the case can't be overturned. Didn’t the expert investigation also come to the conclusion of a major liability accident? But—”

Ji Ji's body suddenly leaned forward at an angle, and his sharp eyes locked on Gao Bin deeply: "——204 Refrigerator Dismemberment Case, you can't escape."

"That's right, Gao Bin," Song Buzhi answered suddenly, "You've pleaded guilty anyway, why don't you take the initiative to explain the criminal process, criminal motives, etc., cooperate well, and you can have a chance to reduce your sentence—right? , Team Ji?"

Discipline glanced at him and said nothing.

Song Buzhi stared at him, impatient - why didn't he cooperate?Why not cooperate?Why don't you cooperate?What about cooperating with each other in acting?How can the other protagonist not cooperate with him?

Gao Bin smiled lightly: "I'm afraid the disciplinary team won't give me a chance to commute my sentence, right? Unruly, don't waste your efforts, you know me, and I won't say what I don't want to say."

If you don't want to say it, you won't say it.

Song Buzhi's anger rose again, his hands were clenched into fists, and he glared at him: "Do you still think that I am your family? Do you still think that you are your family? You treat me like this. What? We agreed that we would always be roommates, so what's the point if you just abandon us now?"

——Fortunately, this husky's character is not like carrot, who is shy and wants to bury himself when he sees people, nor is he like Wangcai, who wants to please everyone he meets.

The word "family" seemed to have touched Gao Bin, and he had a regretful expression on his face, saying, "Of course you and Chang Fei are my family, and I want to live with you all the time, but..."

His expression suddenly distorted for a moment, and then returned to normal. His pupils seemed to dilate and shrink in excitement and anger. He said: "Jian Weiyuan suddenly appeared. He wants to take my family away. I can only... ...kill him."

He spoke the last four words softly and slowly, with a pervasive smile, so gloomy that it sent chills down the spine.

Song Buzhi stared closely at his eyes, and asked word by word: "Then you want to kill Chang Fei?"

Gao Bin didn't seem to understand why he asked such a question, and said in confusion, "Very special? Why would I kill my family?"

Song Buzhi sneered: "You killed Jian Weiyuan, didn't you kill Chang Fei indirectly? One knife is not enough, and you stabbed him dozens of times in the heart!"

Gao Bin was silent for a while, and said, "Chang Fei, are you okay?"

Without waiting for Song Buzhi to answer, he said again: "Chang Fei has a good psychological adjustment ability and handles things rationally. One day he will understand that I am doing it for his own good."

"What a fart!" Song Buzhi couldn't help swearing, "Who the hell do you think you are, you hate homosexuals, you hate homosexuals, do you think that any homosexual who takes away your family should be killed? Then you Why don't you kill all the homosexuals in the world? Then why don't you kill Chang Fei and kill me?"

After Song Buzhi yelled, he suddenly felt very refreshed.His eyes are wide open, his back is straight, his chin is raised in a contemptuous angle--I am really the most domineering in the world!

Gao Bin's brows slowly frowned: "Chang Fei just didn't recognize his sexual orientation for a while... You, what are you talking about?"

"What the hell are you making excuses for yourself?!" Song Buzhi continued to roar, "Chang Fei is a homosexual, a real homosexual! Why am I so sure? Hehe! Of course it is because I am also gay! What, and two Living with two homosexuals and treating them like family members, disgusting?"

Gao Bin's expression gradually changed. He was a careful person. Even though he suspected that Song Buzhi was acting at first, now...he couldn't see that Song Buzhi was acting.

"I...don't believe it." Gao Bin said slowly, but his right hand tightly held the golden watch on his left wrist.

"Don't believe me?" Song Buzhi raised his eyebrows, turned his head suddenly, grabbed Discipline's clothes, and said imposingly——

kissed it!

---

Things happen between lightning and flint.

Xia Ji in the monitoring room and Gao Bin in the interrogation room all opened their mouths in shock, leaned forward subconsciously, and stared at the two people who were stuck together.

Later, Discipline thought about why he didn't avoid him, or didn't push him away?Obviously with his skill, he can completely avoid this "attack".

But at that time, Discipline's pupils dilated slightly, clearly reflecting Song Buzhi's angry and excited but still delicate face.His eyes closed at some point, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting a fine shadow on his face.

There is a soft touch from the lips, as if there is a very thin and small electric current running up the tailbone.

—His lips are so soft.

Discipline and Song Buzhi couldn't help but come up with this idea in their minds.

But the next second—

"Gao Bin, let me tell you, I'm gay, and I'm pure zero!" Song Buzhi stared closely at his eyes, and continued to rant, "What are you looking at? What are you doing with your mouth so wide open? You're so scared Arrived? Why can’t a man like me be a pure zero? And let me tell you, he’s very very, obviously also a zero—shaking? Shaking what? I’m not finished yet!”

His left hand was still holding on to Discipline's collar—for some reason, Discipline didn't break free and let him pull.I saw Song Buzhi tug on Discipline's collar again, pulling Discipline closer to him, then touched his chin domineeringly and frivolously, and announced: "I'm looking for discipline team now, and I plan to officially start chasing him." What! Why, do you have an opinion? It’s useless to have an opinion, I just like it! I have to let him go to me!”

Discipline and Xia Ji who heard the last sentence: "..."

Discipline tilted his head, and looked at Song Buzhi with a complicated expression—this seemed to Gao Bin, whose mind was full of "Bozhi and a man got together", more like a passionate gaze.

"Bozhi is gay", "Bozhi will be snatched away by a wild man", "Bozhi is as sick as Chang Fei"... Countless similar words circulated in Gao Bin's mind.

His family...is about to be taken away by gays again...

His home...will be ruined by homosexuality again...

At this moment, the young self who eavesdropped on his parents quarreling before the divorce, the mother crying when she collapsed to the ground, the father's smile when getting along with that man, the joy when Chang Fei told himself that he had a boyfriend... all came to my mind. into his mind.

The miscellaneous memories collided with each other, and the collision made his head hurt, as if it was about to explode.

Gao Bin lowered his head suddenly, pressed his hands on both sides of his head, and let out a low and painful "ah".

Seeing this, Song Buzhi let go of Discipline's collar, stood up, bent his upper body, and leaned towards Gao Bin.

"Do you now feel that homosexuality has taken your family away again? And is your next step planning to kill the Ji team?" Song Buzhi squinted at him contemptuously, "But can you kill it?"

Can you kill it?

Can you kill it?

Can you kill it?

These words echoed in Gao Bin's mind repeatedly, far and near, vaguely, like the whisper of a devil, making Gao Bin's body tremble slightly.

He raised his head abruptly, his eyes turned red at some point.

After putting down his hands on both sides of his head, Gao Bin's originally soft and docile hair was a little messed up.He raised the corners of his lips, touched the watch on his left wrist back and forth with his right hand, and said softly: "It can be killed, why can't it be killed?"

Song Buzhi followed him and asked softly, "Is it the same as killing Jian Weiyuan?"

"Jian Weiyuan?" Gao Bin snorted softly, "He's so easy to kill, just bring him some water with added ingredients and he'll drink it, tsk tsk, he's not vigilant at all. Disciplinary team..."

Gao Bin moved his chin in the direction of discipline, and said with a smile: "The disciplinary team must be more vigilant than Jian Weiyuan, so it will take me longer to gain the trust of the disciplinary team. It's easy to kill."

"Is it right to dismember him after killing him? Just like what you did to Jian Weiyuan." Song Buzhi suddenly had an expression of fear and nervousness on his face.

"Don't be afraid." Gao Bin said softly, "When I kill him, I will stay by your side, and Chang Fei, I will comfort you well, time can make you all forget these dead people, and it can also make you Understand how abhorrent homosexuality is. We are one family, and I will try my best to correct your mistakes and cure your diseases."

"Sick?" Song Buzhi smiled, "Can I thank you for not giving up on us?"

Gao Bin shook his head: "The family doesn't say thank you."

"But you're afraid you'll be disappointed." Song Buzhi grabbed Discipline's hand, firmly interlocked his fingers, and smiled brightly, "I just like him, and I want to be with him forever!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the discipline trembled, Xia Ji in the monitoring room trembled, even Song Buzhi's own heart trembled.But...but this husky's character is too impulsive, and his words and deeds are completely out of the control of reason when he is angry...

I just want to cry!

Gao Bin's gaze was fixed on the two pairs of clasped hands, and his tone suddenly became gloomy: "This hand, I must chop it off...and then cut his body into pieces... Yes, you have to disfigure...you won't like him if you disfigure him, right—you're just a face..."

Song Buzhi blurted out and retorted: "No matter what he becomes, I will like him to be with him!" After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands tightly.

...Oh my god, Song Buzhi was crying in his heart, if this goes on, will it end later?

But he continued: "Even if you put him on your bed sheet and cut him into countless pieces! No matter how many pieces he is cut into, he is still the same! What I like is his soul, not his appearance!"

"Unruly, you are really sick, obedient, can you go to the doctor for treatment today?" Gao Bin seemed to be coaxing a sick child, his tone suddenly softened a lot, but he was confused, "But how do you know that I am going to treat you?" He put his body on my bed to be dismembered?"

"Isn't that how you treat Jane Weiyuan?!"

"You know?" Gao Bin tilted his head and smiled, "That's right, the police have searched my clinic illegally, and you're with a policeman again, so it's normal to know."

"However, the Ji team is higher than Jian Weiyuan, and the transparent poncho may have to be bought again... Otherwise, if it cannot be wrapped, the blood may seep under the sheet."

Hearing what he said, Jian Weiyuan wrapped in a transparent poncho suddenly appeared in Song Buzhi's mind. Under the poncho was a bed sheet that Gao Bin didn't use—I saw it folded in four squares from the suitcase last night. When he saw Fang's bed sheet, he felt familiar, but then he thought, isn't this the old bed sheet that Gao Bin used before?

"Dabai said that the deceased's legs were first cut off along the thighs, and the poncho was cut from the middle, probably spread on the bed sheet, and then Gao Bin cut the deceased's body on the poncho piece by piece. Come down." After the interrogation, Xia Ji said, "Gao Bin is also really good at swordsmanship, with such a steady hand, he can cut the corpse so neatly on this kind of bed, and the knife is neat. It's a pity, don't go wrong Lu might be an excellent surgeon."

Regarding the facts of the crime, Gao Bin confessed, but there are some details that still need to be interrogated-although Song Buzhi made a lot of words when Gao Bin was heartbroken just now, but they are not detailed enough.

— especially about that "M1".

"M1" was like another spell. After the disciplinary question, Gao Bin was at a loss for a moment, and then laughed wildly, which shocked everyone inside and outside the interrogation room.

After that, Gao Bin's mood gradually stabilized, and he didn't react much when he saw Song Buzhi and Discipline's intimate finger interlocking movements.He was still smiling, but there was undisguised hatred and sympathy in his eyes.

"Gays must die," he said. "It's better to sentence me to death, or when I come out... I will kill you one day."

Discipline didn't seem to hear what he said, but instead exerted force with his hand, grabbing Song Buzhi who was so impulsive that he wanted to beat Gao Bin up.

——At that time, Song Buzhi's ears turned red.

——It was only then that he realized that their hands had been clasped together afterwards.

"You are finished." When Discipline asked "M1" again, Gao Bin spat out these four words.

"Oh, you're done, what do you mean?" Xia Ji crossed her chest and asked the other two people in the office, "Do you have any ideas?"

Song Buzhi's ears were still red, and he didn't want to speak——during the interrogation, he was impulsive, forgetting all his sense of shame and timidity, and only thinking about how to get Gao Bin to speak so that discipline and the others could see his domineering strength.Now, the domineering strength seems to have indeed been displayed, but...

"Fuck! I actually did this to Team Ji? I'm going to die a miserable death, right?" Song Buzhi, a husky who lost all momentum afterwards, wanted to sneak away, but was called to the office by Xia Ji.

Discipline didn't say anything, he glanced at Song Buzhi, and frowned when he saw him shrunk beside him.

Although Song Buzhi didn't dare to look at Discipline, he occasionally glanced at Discipline from the corner of his eye. When he glanced at Discipline's frown, he was frightened out of his wits—the scene of being surrounded by other dogs and beating him suddenly appeared in his mind , his legs went limp, and he almost knelt down to call Dad.

"Ji-Ji Team, Officer Xia, Xia, it's nothing, I, I'll go back first..." Song Buzhi stammered, and then showed a flattering smile.

discipline:"……"

Xia Ji: "..."

"What's the situation?" Monk Xia Jizhang couldn't figure it out, "Didn't you be fine during the interrogation, what's the matter now? Mr. Song, you behaved well!"

——It's not just good, he almost believed that these two people are a couple!

"I'm the emperor husky, I'm the emperor husky... Bah, I'm not a husky! I'm Song Buzhi! I'm never afraid of anyone!" After reminding himself in this way, Song Buzhi's eyes on Shang Ji...still softened.

——Mom retarded husky!

"This, isn't this the end of the trial..." Song Buzhi suddenly felt less pressure if he didn't speak to the discipline, "I won't participate in the rest, right? Goodbye, no, no goodbye, bye——"

Regardless of the discipline and Xia Ji's response, Song Buzhi ran out of the office with a wind on his feet.

Xia Ji looked bewildered: "Old Ji, what's wrong with him?"

Discipline looked away, walked to the desk and sat down: "Work."

Xia Ji: "..."