[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

"There are three. One servant does some manual work like pruning flowers and branches and moving things. Two maids, one cooks, and the other does some chores like laundry."

Probably because she saw a more miserable look at Quilin's place. Although she still looks very scared at the moment, she is much better than that time. She seems to be suppressing the fear in her heart, and her tone is still trembling But it's still calm, "The manservants will use weapons, and at the same time protect our jobs part-time."

"Protection?" Brian sighed without finishing the second half of his sentence, then he knelt down to look at the corpse.

"I'm not afraid that he's cheating on me." Arnott shook her head as if hearing what the other person meant, with a little pride in her tone, "Is his power that can't be put on the table worth mentioning? After all, the teacher His master is just an ordinary fitness trainer, and my teacher...sorry, he won't let me mention his name."

"Don't talk about it," Beverly knelt down to the nervous Brian, "Since there are three servants, there should be two corpses inside if there are no accidents. If you have time to chat here, why don't you go in?" have a look."

"Whispering." Brian, who was not criticized by name but had been stared at by Beverly from the beginning to the end, muttered. Of course, he obediently went in without any resistance. Behind him was the forensic trio The other guy in, Jimmy Price.

Jimmy should be the oldest of the trio, so his temperament can be considered the calmest. He pushed Brian and said in a low voice, "Be quiet, this is not the FBI. In other people's homes, you should restrain your image, and don't spoil the whole."

The skins of the bodies of the three people were cut off in the same way, probably because they were in a hurry. Compared with the smoothness of the scars on Quilin's body, their knife marks looked more ups and downs. I don't know if it was because of the knife holder. His uneasy mood was still because he was dissatisfied with these skins.

It's also a coincidence that Will wasn't at the bureau when their case came out. He was receiving "treatment" at Hannibal's home at the time. In order not to be disturbed, both of them turned off their phones [Is there something strange [No.

It was more than half an hour after he knew that the case had happened. Although he had arrived in a hurry, he missed the opportunity to arrive at the scene as soon as possible.

Of course, with the magical ability of the other party, it doesn't matter whether you can arrive on time or not.

Brian and Jimmy went to the house, and Arnott followed Beverly and watched her inspect the body of the maid who had been exposed to the sun. The woman's carcass is now only "disintegrated" flesh and blood , there is only one fairly pretty face, which incompletely shows her former beauty.

"Why did he skin them and also make clothes?" Arnott didn't know what she wanted to ask, but she was shocked to see this scene. The person she knew in the past became a corpse that could no longer speak or move. Even if there is no sadness, there is only the desolation of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow.

It was at this time that the young and handsome criminal profiler Will Graham arrived at her house.

"The murderer had a choice when peeling off the previous human skins, and each skin was extremely delicate, but I think there is only one reason why these few skins were so crudely made."

Arnott looked up at him, and the other party had already opened his eyes, obviously waking up from his fantasy scene, "Mr. Will...is he a copycat?"

"No," Will shook his head, the man's angry expression was in his mind, he vented his inner grievance with the knife in his hand, but his habit of being harsh on human skin made him stabilize a little bit, "He uses these human skins to make clothes, so these human skins need to be carefully selected as materials. He has made all the clothes exquisitely before, but he is not even willing to carefully select the materials for these few, so only One reason is that these materials were not what he wanted at the beginning, and he took away the human skin just to vent his anger."

"You mean, because he didn't get satisfactory ones, he obtained these unsatisfactory ones, so as to vent his inner gap?" Arnott said softly.

"I remember Brian mentioned to me that Chelt is here to make clothes for you, right?" Will's gaze turned to Arnott, "Is this the first time he has gone out to make clothes for people?"

The girl thought for a while, then nodded, "I think it should be. In the past, Quilin would not let Cheert go out to do such work. He could only stay in that shop. If there is only one possibility to come out, then It's just that Quilin has no way to stop him, but although Quilin is old, he has always been in good health, so there should be no possibility of passing away in the short term."

"Then he killed your tailor."

"So you're trying to say that I'm his real target?" Arnott laughed at herself, "So, I still killed the three of them."

"That's not what I meant." Will hesitated for a while, "Chelt should come to you again, he didn't hesitate to pay such a high price to get in here, and he shouldn't give up so easily."

After that separation, Jack sent someone to follow her all the time. Arnott thought she couldn't make fun of her own safety, so she didn't refuse.

Who would have thought that she was just having a birthday party, and such a thing happened, and Sanchul, who didn't mind too many things, was even surprised that it must be malicious intentions from business opponents, and the purpose was to make them do something wrong. Smash, the old man who had almost nothing to do found a job in an instant: hold this banquet well.

According to his current level of leisure, he finally found something to do with all his heart. Now he should have regarded Arnott's birthday party as the most important thing in his life. Not only did he not allow anyone to disturb him, but he also did everything by himself , strive for perfection.

Arnott thought that the other party was an old man after all, and it was good to do some things, so she did not refuse the offer.

And since there was a murder case in the villa she used to live in, she naturally couldn't live there. She now lives in a residential building near the school, which is a newly built building. What is missing is people, and there are always a few people around the tree downstairs, either playing chess or cards, no matter how bad it is, they are sitting on chairs, talking about homely things with a leisurely look.In this case, she didn't have to worry about being alone.

She just came back from get out of class that day, and an old lady who lived downstairs stopped her.

The other party handed her a package with a gossip look on his face, and said, "Xiao Nuo, don't go, here is something sent to you by someone else."

Arnott paused, with a bit of doubt in his tone, "Mine?"

She took the bag handed over by the other party, and it could be seen that it was a courier, and the address of the delivery was a bit vague, but this community is not big, and these old ladies who have nothing to do except gossip have basically put The nearby residents remembered it clearly, so the first time she saw the package today, she outlined the girl's residence in her mind.

As a new resident, Arnott didn't mean to be too intimate with them, so when she got the package today, she wanted to take this opportunity to chat with each other about homework, by the way, Arnott was good-looking, and She also has a son at home.

The woman saw that Arnott had been staring at the bag and didn't speak, so she leaned over with a gossip in her tone, "From her boyfriend? An apology or a breakup gift?"

"This person... I don't know him very well..." The girl who saw the name on it at a glance was silent for a while, and then said, "But I heard that he is a murderer, and I don't know why she gave me something. Wende Is Mrs Mill interested?"

"This..." Windermere was stopped by the question, and she stayed for a few seconds before replying with a smile, "Arnault, you are joking again, why don't you say it if you don't want to say it, why do you have to say it like this? To scare I can't?"

The girl didn't reply, she just glanced sideways, the meaning in that look was obvious, "If I didn't say that, would you believe me?"

The other party's intention to chase people is so undisguised, and Windermere is not a person without eyesight. Seeing this situation, she probably couldn't ask any specific information, and she muttered a few more words unwillingly, and finally Say goodbye and leave.

Seeing that there was no one around, the girl turned her gaze back to the parcel.

In the sender's box, a certain name was clearly written by that person stroke by stroke.

chelt.

It says so.

The fugitive murderer sent her a package.

The package is not thick, and the shape is long, narrow and thin, which basically ruled out the possibility of limbs and other scaring things.

The person following her didn't think too much about it because of her calm expression, so she didn't come forward to ask, so she wandered back home maintaining an upright attitude, and then she opened the package, and the first thing she entered was a piece of clothing.

It was a fairly delicate dress, with soft touch and fine stitches, it could be seen that it was carefully made.

But she didn't know if it was because of her psychological effects, she always felt that the clothes were still a bit inferior to Quilin's level.

She couldn't tell where the difference was, she just felt that the clothes gave people a very uncomfortable feeling no matter how they looked or felt.

Along with the clothes, there was also a postcard with scrawled handwriting. Some people said that handwritten words could best tell a person's state of mind. She thought that such flying madness could well explain the collapse of this man from the inside out.