my sick white moonlight

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As Zhang Youming said, it was Xia Xingyue.

The two of them were sitting in the noodle shop, munching on the noodle rolls, while reading the news, Shi Zhiqing was shocked, but also a little scared, so she immediately called Shi Zhenzhu and asked her where she was now, and she should be careful Safety.

Since Xia Xingyue was brutally murdered, Xie Ruocong must be the first person to be suspected. Besides, he said this morning that he was going to find Xia Xingyue. Find a back pad.

Shi Zhenzhu and Nian Xing were both staying at the police station, Shi Zhiqing was not at ease, and said he wanted to see what was going on, but was stopped by Zhang Youming.

"Xie Ruonong is not the murderer." Zhang Youming said calmly, looking at the cordon across the street. "He may not know that Xia Xingyue is no longer here."

Shi Zhiqing frowned, not understanding how Zhang Youming could say these words with such certainty.

"what are you saying?"

It's not that Shi Zhiqing doesn't want to believe Zhang Youming, it's just that this kind of matter concerning human life is no small matter, how can he explain it clearly in a few sentences, this matter should not wait for investigation.

No matter how blindly he worshiped Zhang Youming, he wouldn't be so stupid.

Seeing that Shi Zhiqing didn't believe him, Zhang Youming didn't say much. How do you explain this kind of thing to him?I can't say that I have quietly controlled other people's dreams again. Who would believe such nonsense.

"It's nothing, go and see Shi Niang." After Zhang Youming finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks and walked out alone. "I'll keep looking for someone."

Shi Zhiqing, who stayed where she was, felt baffled, sometimes he really didn't understand Zhang Youming's brain circuit, wouldn't it be better to just leave this kind of matter to the police?Does he need to go to such lengths to find someone?

Shi Zhiqing didn't follow, he thought that in this respect, he was much calmer than Zhang Youming, at least he wasn't so presumptuous.

After arriving at the police station, Shi Zhenzhu could have left after making the record, but she was worried about Nian Xing, so she stayed with her there. After receiving the news, I rushed back, and I couldn't arrive for a while.

Zhang Youming's progress was relatively fast. He found the man in a nearby public smoking area.

Seeing Zhang Youming coming in, the man didn't seem surprised. After glancing at Zhang Youming, he continued to watch the news broadcast on TV. Someone had already spread Xie Ruocong's personal information on the Internet, including his domestic abuse of Xia Xingyue. that part.

According to the "network process", Xie Ruocong has already been sentenced by the Internet at this time, and everyone can't wait to kill his whole family and kill his nine clans.

The news media also likes to catch people's attention. The headlines such as "A well-known illustrator's domestic violence caused his wife to die, and the Phoenix man's bad intentions" are really unprofessional.

"Xie Ruocong ran away." Zhang Youming stood beside the man and said softly.

The man was unmoved and still stared at the big screen intently. Zhang Youming walked closer and looked around, but there was no one there.

"Xia Xingyue is dead, are you okay?" Zhang Youming whispered.

The man finally reacted, turned his head to look at Zhang Youming, frowned and asked, "You're just a fortune-teller and businessman, why do you care about these things?"

"Xie Ruocong lives across from my house, I didn't tell you." Zhang Youming chuckled, and before the man could react, Zhang Youming continued: "By the way, I don't know your last name yet."

"Jiang Mingcheng."

After Jiang Mingcheng answered his name, he turned around and sat on the bench, leaning against the glass wall, looking at Zhang Youming with a half-smile.

"Why are you looking at me smiling?" Zhang Youming asked.

"Your legs don't seem to be very convenient." Jiang Mingcheng looked down and stared at Zhang Youming's left leg. "Want to have a drink?"

Zhang Youming was thoughtful, but finally agreed. Zhang Youming expected that Jiang Mingcheng would not dare to do anything out of the ordinary in broad daylight.

It was only a little later in the afternoon, and many taverns were closed. Jiang Mingcheng took Zhang Youming around, and finally said to him, "Why don't you go to my house?"

"Do you like men?" Zhang Youming asked.

Jiang Mingcheng smiled, his eyes had other meanings.

"Didn't anyone tell you that you look like a movie star?" Jiang Mingcheng said.

Zhang Youming also laughed, at a time like this, whoever breaks the defense first will lose.

"I'm really handsome." Zhang Youming showed a self-awareness, but he was never humble in front of outsiders. "But, I don't like men. Especially your kind."

Jiang Mingcheng's face immediately collapsed, he sneered and said: "Then you rushed to talk to me, I thought it was lonely and cold."

"That's not true." Zhang Youming probably knew what Jiang Mingcheng was thinking, and he wanted to pretend to like men to get rid of the crime. "I just want to know, why did you kill Xia Xingyue?"

Jiang Mingcheng's psychological quality is good. When he heard Zhang Youming say that he killed people, he just frowned, turned his head slightly, looked at Zhang Youming, and then said: "You can't talk nonsense, you are a fortune teller."

"Did I talk nonsense, don't you know the best in your own heart?" Zhang Youming didn't want to drag Jiang Mingcheng any further.

In Xie Ruocong's dream that night, he learned that Xia Xingyue and Jiang Mingcheng were very close. Xie Ruocong never believed that they were just friends.

This is also the reason why Xie Ruocong beat and scolded Xia Xingyue frequently. He even suspected that Nian Xing was not his own daughter. What's more, Xie Ruocong often said that Xia Xingyue was Special industry service provider.

This made Zhang Youming very puzzled. Xie Ruocong liked Xia Xingyue so much, why did he slander Xia Xingyue like that in front of his friends?

Another point, Jiang Mingcheng also likes Xia Xingyue, why did he kill her and throw her in the sewer later?

If it is only because of love and hate, this reason seems too absurd, Zhang Youming thinks, maybe he has not been a "human" for too long, and he has lost touch.

Zhang Youming planned to follow Jiang Mingcheng secretly again, but before the bus left two stops, he received a call from Shi Zhiqing.

Said that Xie Ruocong was found, but he was gone.

Zhang Youming looked at the crowd passing by outside the window and didn't know what to say for a moment. Once Xie Ruocong left, wouldn't it be more difficult to catch Jiang Mingcheng?

Back home at night, Zhang Youming saw that Shi Zhenzhu was in a low mood. He had anxiety after chemotherapy, but now that there was no living person around him, he tried to comfort her, but he really couldn't empathize.

Shi Zhiqing stayed in the study, Zhang Youming knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response from inside, so he simply pushed in.

"Hey, you're back." Shi Zhiqing looked back at Zhang Youming.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Youming asked.

Shi Zhiqing was originally squatting on the swivel chair, after adjusting her posture, she waved to Zhang Youming.

"The more I look at Xie Ruocong's illustration, the more I feel something is wrong."

Shi Zhiqing reached for the water glass, there was still some distance, Zhang Youming took two steps forward, took it and handed it to him. "how?"

"The little fox he drew, the family of three, is almost an autobiography. However, the strange thing is that in his illustration, as long as there is a trash can, there is an old fox with its back facing. You said this first Who are the three old foxes?" Shi Zhiqing asked while holding her chin.

Zhang Youming was taken aback, did Xie Ruocong know that it was Jiang Mingcheng who did it?

"I went looking for it this afternoon." Zhang Youming said.

"No, what's going on? Didn't Xie Ruocong kill Xia Xingyue?" Shi Zhiqing asked.

Zhang Youming shook his head and said, "No."

The police are still investigating, but if Xie Ruocong is determined to help Jiang Mingcheng hide it, then he is the scapegoat.

"How do you know?" Shi Zhiqing asked.

Zhang Youming stared at Shi Zhiqing, he didn't know how to answer this question, after thinking for a few seconds, Zhang Youming said, "Because I can tell fortunes."

At this moment, Shi Zhiqing suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Could it be the person you're looking for today? Xie Ruocong's elementary school classmate?"

"I'm not sure, but besides him, there is really no one else worthy of the title. Have Nian Xing's grandparents arrived? I think we can talk to them. Nian Xing may not be the autism that Xie Ruocong mentioned, it may be Post-traumatic stress disorder. Xie Ruocong used to beat Xia Xingyue often." Zhang Youming said.

Shi Zhiqing didn't focus on this, he asked: "How do you know this?"

Zhang Youming paused.

"Jiang Mingcheng told me."

Although it is only a small part, it is not different from the facts. Jiang Mingcheng did tell him, but most of them are still known from Xie Ruocong's dream.

Zhang Youming couldn't explain to Shi Zhiqing that he was able to enter people's dreams.