Comet Beauty [Interstellar]

When he returned to the apartment that day, Qing Changye turned on the computer habitually. After browsing the web for a while, he played a few games.Qing Changye glanced at the time, the water in the kitchen was about to boil, and he was about to get up when there was a reminder that Chi Wang had sent something to his mailbox.He didn't care much, got up and went to the kitchen to leave the noodles, and when he came back, Qing Changye opened the e-mail, there was only a period in the title column, and the picture appeared in it when he clicked it, which made him startled.He saw a pair of feet.

A pair of feet soaked in formalin.

The lines of those bare feet are extraordinarily graceful, the thin insteps bend out like a seductive bow, the toenails are well trimmed, the skin of the owner of the feet is very white, and there are small transparent air bubbles attached to the bare feet.The victim in the first case had both feet chopped off with an axe, and there was no doubt that these were the feet of the victim.Collectors are obviously very fond of corpses. The photos are extremely delicate, and the light chosen at a reasonable angle makes the feet of the deceased semi-bright and half-dark. Probably from the criminal's point of view, this frame is ambiguous and sweet.

Qing Changye pulled down. If the first photo was still within his acceptable range, the second one completely stunned him.He saw himself taking ice water in the supermarket drink cabinet, which should be a photo taken in the last month. He was wearing a dark T-shirt and jeans, and the ankle exposed on the sneakers was extremely white.The criminal was probably standing behind him at the time, and the angle of the candid shot was just right enough to capture part of his side face.There is a line of words attached to the two photos.

[Want to take off your shoes, tie up your waist and legs, wrap your tongue around each of your toes, and get them wet a little bit. 】

Qing Changye looked at the sender, and after confirming that it was Chi Wang's email address, he dialed the other party's phone without expression.After more than ten seconds, there was a confused answer from a man over there.

"Chiwang." Qing Changye said, "Where are you?"

"Office," Chi Wang's fingers seemed to be tapping on the keyboard: "I'm running a program."

Cheers came from the programmers behind Chi Wang. It is likely that they are playing a hackathon again. The last time he went to Chi Wang's company, he was competing with a group of programmers who could write the specified webpage in the shortest time.Unlike ordinary technical geeks, Chi Wang looks surprisingly good even if he stays up three nights writing programs. Qing Changye sometimes can't help but suspect that he is a monster.The era of big data has created countless new industries, and Chi Wang is one of the lucky ones who have successfully seized the opportunity.The initial funds for his business came from the sponsorship of friends in his student days. A few years ago, Chi Wang and his friends co-founded a data company called NEXT when he was in college. He majored in communications and is best at computers. Programming made Chi Wang earn The first pot of gold in life, after selling the increasingly mature NEXT to a venture capitalist across the ocean at a high price, Chi Wang began to devote all his energy to the second company.When meeting Chi Wang for the first time, Qing Changye thought he was just a playboy with a sick mind. Later, his colleagues told him that the other party could have everything today because of himself. Qing Changye was surprised for a long time.Chi Wang has always kept his personal information secret.The most outrageous one was probably when he and his friends accidentally uploaded recorded songs on social networks as a virtual user named Siren.Chi Wang's voice caused a sensation beyond expectations, and the number of downloads of that non-commercial song even set a single-day record.

Wait... Sirens?

Qing Changye pressed his temple, reality and memory intertwined continuously.Federation investigators were watching him in bewilderment, almost calling the medical team.Qing Changye smiled at the other party apologetically, he found a reason to deal with the correspondent, and walked quickly to the aircraft of the medical team.At the Vatican, when the mermaid died, images related to information such as "siren", "song", and "treatment of mental illness" also flashed in his mind. If both then and now point to the same thing, Chi Wang and He... What's the relationship?

Before Qing Changye could sit on the chair, there was a needle-like pain in his mind, and the lost memories began to emerge again.

"Why are you calling me all of a sudden?"

"Your mailbox," he paused, "you just sent me an email."

"Let me see." Chi Wang tapped the keyboard twice. A few minutes later, Qing Changye heard the other party hum with a little doubt: "I can't log in, it seems to be hacked."

"Hack it back? Try checking your IP by the way."

"Okay, wait a minute." Qing Changye heard the interesting laughter on the other end 10 minutes later, and Chi Wang must have seen the content of the email: "I can't find the IP, I used a forger, and the other party did it in an Internet cafe. Leave no personal traces. Your... well, suitors, are crazy."

"Why did he hack your email?"

"Maybe a certain personality of mine hacked my mailbox?" The man's hoarse and clear voice was cynical: "I even followed you to the supermarket to take pictures. How did he know that I am interested in your body?"

"Chi Wang!" Qing Changye slightly raised the volume: "You are too negative."

"...I'm kidding. Well, what can I do for you?"

As a result of Chi Wang's words, he was called to the analysis team by Qing Changye in the middle of the night, and several other colleagues were there. After a group discussion, everyone contacted the technical department to try to find more clues. E-mail and other communication tools are monitored.But people are not as good as heaven, and the second harassing letter was not sent through the Internet.The thing was delivered in the mailbox outside the building, and the designated recipient was Qing Changye. When he opened it, he saw a pair of black eyeballs soaked in formalin.There is a paragraph of printed text under the photo.

【I want to bite your eyes.Why don't you look at me more?But it’s okay, soon…]

"I don't understand." Chi Wang shook his head honestly: "Have you adjusted the surveillance?"

"It's a man. The letter was delivered in the early hours of the morning. He was dressed so thickly that he couldn't see his figure clearly. His face was covered by a hat and sunglasses."

"There is a very dangerous serial murderer who is madly in love with you. He looks for victims who are similar to you as much as possible. After killing, he deprives that part and soaks it in preservatives." The mixed-race man smiled: "I will Said, the person I like, the whole world will be crazy about him."

"You..." Qing Changye really wanted to ask if you can speak clearly, is it interesting to tease people if you have nothing to do?But his personality made him lazy to speak. This may be Chi Wang's habit. After all, not every genius geek has his face, and not every person who is good at creating also knows business and management.Chi Wang's life is like hanging up.There was silence between them. After a long time, the other party suddenly raised his head: "How much does Xiaoye know about NEXT?"

"?" I don't understand at all.

Chi Wang is obviously two years younger than him, but he likes to call him by his name so affectionately. Qing Changye protested at first, but after Chi Wang called him by a more ambiguous name, Qing Changye let him go.Seeing that Qing Changye shook his head, Chi Wang didn't continue this topic. He said a very crucial point: "If he keeps using the dead body to woo you, but he doesn't get your response for a long time, he will definitely feel resentful in the long run. , he will become dissatisfied with these substitutes. If it were me," the half-breed finger pointed to the ellipsis after that text: "I would write here, 'Soon you will become like them '."

"..."

"He has hands, feet, legs, arms, hair and eyes."

"Not yet?" Chi Wang meant that he might be the next victim, and Qing Changye followed the other party's thinking for a while.

"No," Chi Wang covered his lips, and his voice leaked from between his fingers: "If it were me, I would rather have a little brother."

"..." You must be fucking sick.

Chi Wang was right, the murderer used other methods to pass the other three photos to Qing Changye in the following time.The words attached to it gradually changed, and his mood began to turn sour.The murderer has a strong anti-reconnaissance awareness. If he is not a professional, he at least has a good understanding of criminal investigation.Qing Changye was sorting out the data when he received the last photo. Other members of the analysis team left the office one after another for various reasons. The picture on the photo was a hand, which was different from the previous five times. This time the murderer took the body After taking out the formalin, he used an iron rod to support the hand. The most perverted thing was that he actually put a chain on the hand of a corpse.Qing Changye could see the red dye on the corpse's hands, the color similar to blood made the painter's hands pale and beautiful.

【You have been a bird in my cage all your life. 】

Someone slowly surrounded him from behind at this time, Qing Changye was startled.The opponent's arm was slender and powerful, and he was imprisoned in it and could not move.It stands to reason that there will be no one at this time, and it is not any of his colleagues.Qing Changye stared at the dead hand bound by chains on the screen, and his eyes finally fell on the word "caged bird".The voice of a strange male whispered in his ear: "I've got you."

The next moment the man let go of him, Qing Changye immediately turned his head.

"Chi Wang!" He wanted to punch someone.

"Hi," the other party approached recklessly, and his voice returned to its original voice. Obviously, the strange timbre just now was deliberately imitated: "I think you are serious about it, and I want to scare you."

"...This," Qing Changye exhaled, and he pointed to the word "caged bird": "The adventure game we played together last week, the protagonist in it has been played by the clown, and the clown jokingly called the protagonist a caged bird in the game."

"so?"

"Is it you?" Qing Changye said, "Did you kill them?"

Chi Wang said something inexplicable, his voice was very soft, Qing Changye couldn't hear it clearly, but he vaguely heard never...never what?The other party rubbed the top of his hair while laughing, Qing Changye kicked him: "Stop flirting."

"?" Chi Wang was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what Qing Changye meant, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger: "I want to lick every eyelash of yours wet."

"Varied--"

Chi Wang took his hand. Qing Changye had received professional training. He didn't know how the other party's strength was so great. The man held his wrists with one hand, and the seductive voice like a sea monster whispered in his ear Whispers: "I'm going to bite your fingers and suck them like your lips until I hear you scream. I'll spray my breath on your neck, and if you don't obey, I'll take it off slowly." Take off your clothes."

The mixed-race man's deep face was picturesque under the light, as if he didn't know how obscene he said, Chi Wang smiled innocently after rubbing Qing Changye's neck.

"That's called flirting, baby Xiaoye."