【EXO】Criminal File

Ch.83

"Does that person live here?"

The anti-theft door that was almost covered by advertisements in front of me was already rusty, and the couplets on both sides of the door were also in tatters, and the red paper was even a little white. It's hard to imagine that there are still people living here.

"Well, that's what Bian Boxian said on the phone just now." Zhang Yixing nodded.

They had no clue in the prison just now, they just received a call from Bian Baekhyun, saying that they had found the IP address of the person who posted it, so they came here by the way.

An Ruonan nodded, took a step forward, raised his fingers and knocked on the door panel. After a while, the door creaked, revealing half of his face. The light inside was very dark. The person standing at the door had greasy long hair sticking to his face in a mess. It seemed that he hadn't taken care of it for a long time. Huddled together, the whole person exudes a decadent atmosphere.

"You guys, who are you looking for?" The man spoke, and at the same time, a pair of bloodshot eyes shot out from the black hair, which was really weird.

"Police, are you Zhou Bin?" Zhang Yixing leaned forward, showed the ID in his hand, and while speaking, sized him up from head to toe.

"You guys, what are you doing?" Upon hearing this name, the person in front of him immediately became defensive, and even pulled the door in subconsciously.

"We just have something to ask him." An Ruonan finally said.

"I am." Zhou Bin looked at An Ruonan and his party suspiciously, and then said after getting a closer look at the ID card in Zhang Yixing's hand.

Hearing this, An Ruonan couldn't help squinting his eyes, thinking about the photos of people that Bian Boxian had found for them before, which seemed to be similar to the person in front of him, only more sloppy.

"Is it convenient for us to go in?" An Ruonan nodded with his chin, which meant very clearly that they wanted to go in and talk about some things.

Zhou Bin didn't care, he opened the door openly and let a few people in.

The interior of the room seemed to be the same as his owner's, disorganized and disorganized. In the small dim room, the lights were not turned on, and even the curtains were drawn tightly. Only one computer was slowly flashing blue light.

"Heh, why is your room so dark?" Zhang Yixing asked with a chuckle, but his eyes were fixed on Zhou Bin's every move.

"If you use a computer, you need a dark spot." Saying this, Zhou Bin turned on the light with his backhand, and a yellowed light bulb flickered a few times before emitting a faint light, but it also made the room brighter immediately .

"You posted a picture like this before, do you remember?" As soon as she sat down on the sofa, An Ruonan took out the photo that had been printed out. Almost identical to the photo.

Zhou Bin narrowed his eyes, as if he was short-sighted, then nodded and admitted: "I did post this several years ago, and it's a coincidence, not long after this photo was posted, there was a very famous homicides have occurred."

"Oh, which one is it?" Zhang Yixing asked with interest.

"Isn't it the one you checked recently?"

"How do you know so clearly? Didn't you post the picture on the Internet after killing someone?" An Ruonan's eyelids were lightly closed, and his gaze was like a torch, staring at the person in front of him.

"No, I didn't find this photo. It was sent to me by a person, saying that he adopted my longevity method. Let me help you see if it's right. After I saw it, I found that it was quite realistic. I thought Focus on the degree of attention, which is why the photos were uploaded."

"It's not yours, but whose." Wu Shixun asked quickly, An Ruonan couldn't help but glanced at him in surprise, this was the first time Wu Shixun was so impatient.

"Who is it..." Zhou Bin frowned, trying to remember. "By the way, I still have chat records with that person, do you want to read it?"

Zhou Bin opened the chat record with that person, the content inside was indeed the same as what Zhou Bin said, and it was indeed not his photo. After reading it, An Ruonan glanced at the person's ID—to live to death.

"Have you had much contact with this person, and do you know his situation?" An Ruonan asked.

"I only know that he suffers from a terminal illness and is very weak. I want to try this method to see if he can survive. Aren't you investigating the case? Why don't you ask him? I felt a little strange when I received that photo , How on earth did he come up with such a realistic cosplay." Zhou Bin recalled.

"So, is the method you mentioned really effective?" Zhang Yixing interjected.

Hearing Zhang Yixing's question, An Ruonan thought that Zhou Bin would say that this method would definitely work, and would defend the authenticity of his method to the death. Unexpectedly, Zhou Bin just smiled when he heard this, and his two eyeballs stood out a little due to his expression.

"How can these things be taken seriously? It's just to gain attention. You are policemen and materialists. How could you believe such things? Say yes..." After finishing speaking, hehe smile.

An Ruonan looked at him, but didn't speak, and turned to the door:

"Let's go first, excuse me."

......

After coming out, An Ruonan couldn't help but get goosebumps when he thought of that person's smile. That person really gave her a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Master, do you think what that person said is true?" An Ruonan walked to Zhang Yixing's side, tugged at his clothes, and looked up at him.

"How should I put it, I feel that what he said is half-truth, half-false, vague, and cannot be clearly judged."

Zhang Yixing's right hand rested on his chin, and he pointed with his slender fingers. At this moment, his eyes were full of doubts and incomprehensions. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

An Ruonan looked at Wu Shixun who was on the side, Wu Shixun turned to look at her, paused, and said, "That person has a problem."

"He chose to turn on the lights during the day instead of opening the curtains," Oh Se-hoon explained.

An Ruonan nodded, she had indeed discovered this, but there was no way to explain it, maybe people just like to turn on the lights instead of natural light.

"And..." Wu Shixun paused, and glanced at An Ruonan, his face froze instantly, as if he was a little nervous. "Just now I sneaked through his drawer. He is also a patient, a porphyria patient."

"Really, then why didn't he tell us? Even... always seems to turn our eyes to the other person who took his picture? But, Wu Shixun, why are you nervous? "

"I...the police have no right to rummage through other people's belongings." Wu Shixun swallowed unconsciously, and even his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Hey—what do I think, don't worry, this kind of thing is needed for investigation after all, it doesn't matter." An Ruonan patted Wu Shixun's shoulder indifferently, but Wu Shixun is really much taller than her, This movement was really uncomfortable, and he let go after a few moments. He turned his head and planned to call Bian Boxian to check the ID of "Live to Death".