Neverland

"...What the hell?" Xu Muzhou asked in disbelief.

"The child is still young, so I can't explain it clearly. I just described the scene." Shen Shuang said, "But it should be pretty close. At that time, quite a few children had nightmares."

Xu Muzhou's swearing words reached his lips, and he swallowed them forcefully against the roof of his mouth, choking him so much that he couldn't speak.

"Qi Yuan is the first one, and Fu Sihan is the last one." Shen Shuang said: "On the surface, it's just funding, but I always feel that it's more than that. The old man must have a connection with the children."

"That's for sure." Xu Muzhou said: "Yan Cen said before that they have a common 'father', if they are just sponsors, they don't need to be called so close, and—"

"And what?" Shen Shuang asked.

"And Stephen Lang's choice of children is too utilitarian." Xu Muzhou said: "Combined with his special occupational restrictions, I always feel like he is doing something."

If he wanted to single out these children to give them psychological counseling, Xu Muzhou 1 would not believe it. Based on his understanding of these people, except for a few who had already put a layer of camouflage in the dye vat of society. Apart from the "big kids", there are one from Xu Kang down, none of them are innocent kids.

What's more, judging from the results, the children Stephen Lang selected were too strange. The fact that he watched the torture videos for the children and selected children who could adapt was very strange in itself.If we want to start from the perspective of "cultivation", it is actually better to choose children under the age of four, because children at this age have not yet formed a cognitive concept of the world and basic moral concepts, and their perception of "life and death" Cognition is not deep enough, in fact, it is easier to be influenced.

But children who are about ten years old are already very big. The children in the orphanage should mature earlier than ordinary children. At this age, they already have some ideas of their own, and they don't understand everything.

From this point of view, Stephen Lanci is more like picking a child who has an emotional deficiency.

--and many more.

Xu Muzhou suddenly remembered something - Zhang Yue once told him that Fu Sihan was actually a very "selfish" child with a tendency to torture and kill.She has no instinctive reverence for life, and can even be called ignoring life. This is by no means a sound psychological state.

Even not only Fu Sihan, but also the dead Xu Kang, judging from the paintings, he was an extremely crazy and socially repellent person.

In addition to the two of them, Qi Yuan and Yan Cen also have a more or less sense of moral weakness-what if these older "children" have learned to pretend in life?

What if Stephen Langch was looking for such a child with psychological deficiency.

So what did he choose such a child for?

Stephen Langch picked a total of seven children, does this number itself represent something?

Moreover, Xu Muzhou only made a rough calculation, and found that the children he selected were from all kinds of industries - Qi Yuan who was in business, Yan Cen who was a medical student, Qin Huai who was a star, and artist Xu Kang.

Except for Fu Sihan, who has not yet graduated and is not finalized, the rest of these people, if each of them is regarded as an abbreviated element, then these few people can form a miniature society.

Xu Muzhou was in a state of desperation, all kinds of question marks were flying out of his mind rapidly, and all kinds of wild and unconstrained questions were piled up, but none of them could be confirmed.

In the Shencheng Bureau, wondering what an old psychologist who passed away long ago was thinking. It is impossible and necessary to have an answer to this matter. Xu Muzhou only thought about it for a while and then gave up, deciding not to do useless work here.

The door of the office on the third floor of the Municipal Bureau was wide open. Shen Miao was slumped in the armchair rubbing her neck. When she turned her head and saw Xu Muzhou bringing Shen Shuang in, she immediately lost face.

"Brother Xu, what's the matter?" Shen Miao asked.

"I didn't look for you." Xu Muzhou said and pulled Shen Shuang's arm: "Where did you talk about the car just now, traffic police?"

"Ah, yes." Shen Shuang pressed Xu Muzhou's shoulder, and sat him down on the workstation next to Shen Miao, bent over and shook the mouse, turning on the screen in the dormant state.

"Let me tell you, brother Xu, it really didn't take much effort to get here, can you believe it—" Shen Shuangxu said in a babbling voice, "In the early morning of January 1th, the traffic police got a ticket for driving this car."

"Where is it?" Xu Muzhou asked.

As Shen Shuang spoke, he clicked on an icon on the desktop, and dragged the captured video into the playback software.

"It's on the side of the road opposite Jiahe Community—" Shen Shuang said.

Xu Muzhou sat up from his chair with a bang before he could finish speaking.

"What time!" Xu Muzhou said.

"45:[-] in the morning." Shen Shuang said, "There happens to be a surveillance camera nearby that captures illegal parking, and the camera is directly sent back in real time in the background—look, this is this section."

The surveillance video is a spliced ​​version, usually the shooting page of the SkyEye system, and half of it is intercepted from the private surveillance camera of the nearby convenience store. In the video, the car belonging to Yan Cen is parked in front of the convenience store, facing Golden Harvest The front door of the neighborhood.

45:[-] a.m.—this is exactly within the scope of Xu Kang's death time. During this time period, Yan Cen's car appeared in the

Xu Muzhou was overwhelmed with ecstasy, and asked, "Did the surveillance capture Yan Cen?"

"That's not true." Shen Shuang sighed with some regret: "The surveillance of the convenience store is mobile, and the camera angle will move left and right - the camera of this car coming and going and leaving happened to be missed."

"That's enough." Xu Muzhou gritted his teeth and said, "This is enough to be suspected of committing a serious crime. Apply for a search warrant—"

At the same time, Yan Cen downstairs seemed to sense something, he closed the book in his hand, raised his head to look at the ceiling above his head, shook his head helplessly after a while, and smiled.

Xu Muzhou had already confiscated his mobile phone, Yan Cen took out a delicate pocket watch from his pocket, and gently opened the cover.

The minute hand has just turned around once, and it has just crossed two spaces from the number "one"-now it is [-]:[-].

There were still twenty hours left before the deadline for the summons—only twenty hours left before the end of the mission.

Compared to Xu Muzhou who is fully integrated into this world, Yan Cen is not in a hurry for this world, he seems to be playing a step-by-step puzzle game.For him, as long as the world follows the path he has set, this mission can be declared over in advance.

But Xu Muzhou is the only variable in this game.

This mission was so special that Yan Cen had to confront Xu Muzhou from a special standpoint.Although Xu Muzhou didn't suffer from such an evenly matched confrontation, in the final analysis, Yan Cen got the mission details by himself, and when he looked at Xu Muzhou again, he always felt a little guilty like cheating privately.

But guilty conscience, Yan Cen has never been stingy about facing Xu Muzhou's ability, Xu Muzhou is a person who is not easy to fool - in every sense.Therefore, on the basis of completing the task, Yan Cen inevitably allocated his energy to make some insurance mechanisms.

Yan Cen can almost imagine that when this task is over, the little fox must have a difficult time.

——Life is hard, Yan Cen thought, falling in love is even harder.

So he sighed vicissitudes of life, buckled the pocket watch again, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

There was a sound of mixed footsteps in the corridor, Yan Cen restrained his mind, and turned his head to look out the window on the right.

The one-way glass in the inquiry room was of good quality. From the inside of the room, one could only see a dark glass wall, but from the sound of footsteps, it seemed that both Qi Yuan and Qin Huai were there.

Qin Huai's footsteps are very recognizable, maybe it's the obsession of a female star, she always wears a pair of thin high-heeled shoes that can stab people, and the sound of walking seems to go through the floor.

Qi Yuan's footsteps sound much more low-key, he should be wearing a pair of soft leather shoes, and the footsteps are inaudible.

Yan Cen only listened for a while, then turned around without interest, and reopened the novel in his hand.

The three summoning rooms are on one side of the corridor, while the external reception room is on the other side of the corridor.When Qi Yuan accompanied Qin Huai through the No. [-] inquiry room, he inadvertently glanced into the room from outside the glass wall, and saw Lin Yi sitting on the chair.

Ji Dong was pinching an empty paper cup over and over in his hands, and trampled the paper cup until it looked ugly.

Qi Yuan withdrew his gaze, looked back at Qin Huai, and said with a smile: "... If you want to go out now, I'll find a lawyer to pick you up."

"No need." Qin Huai complained: "It's day and night now, if I'm photographed at the gate of the Municipal Bureau, it won't sound good if it gets out—you might as well wait for midnight if you want to pick me up."

"Alright." Qi Yuan nodded, his peripheral vision was fixed on Lin Yi's movements in the room, as if he was afraid that he might not hear the voice, and he raised his volume slightly and said, "Listen to you."

Indistinct conversations came from outside, and Lin Yi, who was in a daze inside the room, was suddenly startled. He stood up suddenly from his chair, and threw himself on the door a few steps, trying to hear more clearly.

The wooden chair fell to the ground when he stood up, making a muffled sound.

Zhang Yue, who was outside the door, walked on the outermost side, blocked by Qi Yuan who was close to the side of the glass wall, and did not notice the movement in the room.

It was only a few steps past the door of the No. [-] inquiry room, but no matter how hard Lin Yi tried to get close to the door, he couldn't hear anything other than the sound of footsteps.

But this did not prevent him from recognizing Qi Yuan's voice.

"...and Qi Yuan?" Lin Yi's hands were pressed against the door panel, his fingers unconsciously closed, and his nails scraped fiercely on the door panel, making teeth-piercing friction sounds.

"She is with Qi Yuan—" Lin Yi muttered to himself, "I knew it was her, I knew it was her!"

"—Xiaohan is right." Lin Yi's emotions that had just calmed down suddenly became agitated, his eyes rolled rapidly, and his tone became extremely tense: "It was her... Xiaohan was killed by her!"