The night is very quiet, and so is Su Nuanxia.

The bright street lamp stood on the lawn behind Su Nuanxia's side.

The light seemed to be a protective film, wrapping Su Nuanxia in its entirety and isolating it.

The hands of the two were folded together, one cool and the other warm.

Looking at each other, Bo Jinghan calmly greeted the inquiring eyes of his dead friend, waiting for her to speak.

And this long wait is like a secret competition.

Suddenly――

Su Nuanxia suddenly withdrew her hand from Bo Jinghan's hand, and at the same time looked away, turning her face to look at the bag on her knees.

Open it.

She took out a stack of photos from it and smashed it on the back of Bo Jinghan's hand.

"You finish reading this first, and then I'll sue you, I'll find you for your sake."

"What is this? Don't sue me, it's your bad taste, the dissection room that tests my heart's endurance**! ”

Teasing easily, Bo Jinghan stared at her for a long time.

After sweeping his eyes, he withdrew his gaze to the stack of photos that he had already picked up.

When he opened the first one, Bo Jinghan's face was still normal.

But the more she looked down, the paler her face became, and her eyes became more and more solemn and deep as the photo flipped.

Until she turned to the last page.

"Ah!!h

Scream.

Bo Jinghan's pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly dilate.

The photos in her hand and the unfinished water were thrown out by her.

Nervously trembling, Bo Jinghan swallowed hard, but his hands tightly grasped the bench under him, panting rapidly, trying to slowly calm down in this sudden tension: "This...... That's why you're looking for me? ”

"That's right."

Su Nuanxia nodded without hesitation.

Then, she crouched down and picked up the stacked photos in the album.

Stretched out his hand and wiped the cover of the album stained with a little grass clippings, and opened the pages and pages quickly, looking at it with a comfortable expression, as if he was appreciating some world-famous teacher-level photographic work, and there was a little persistent guess in his concentration.

Until she also turned to that last photo.

Su Nuanxia turned her face, her eyes were extremely bright by the light, but the gaze she looked at was incomprehensible.

She just stared faintly, like a bewitching queen in the night.

waited for Bo Jinghan's love to fluctuate to be less intense, and then he spoke: "What you just saw, a large part of them are relevant on-site photos sent after screening similar cases abroad. And the last few photos you saw happened a few days ago in another city in China...... Recently, I have been cooperating with the task force to investigate this case. ”

“……”

Silently staring at the dead friend.

Bo Jinghan moved his lips, but did not speak

And Su Nuanxia seemed to understand what she was thinking, and continued calmly: "Back then, Mo Huan, the criminal psychology expert who was in charge of Sheng Qing's case, was also an old friend with you. I took advantage of your friendship to find her to bite the scene photos of similar cases abroad, and some investigation numbers. Later, she heard that the same case had occurred in China, and there was a portrait of the suspect, so she immediately resigned from her job as a special adviser to the police there, intending to return to China and take charge of the case. But I'm still doing the handover, and I can't get over it for the time being. But she made a comparison based on the portrait I had passed down. As a result, she said...... Not that person! ”。

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