Erya trembled with fear. If she hadn't seen each other's shadow reflected by the candle light, she would have thought she had gone to hell.

Why am I here?

Erya tried to recall what had happened?

Four hours ago

Keng Lan village square.

Su Rong saw that Erya had finally vomited up. He gathered the loneliness in his eyes, strode out of the cordon and walked to her. His tone was a little heavy, mixed with a trace of anger: "what are you doing here?"

Erya took out a paper towel from her bag and wiped the dirty things around her mouth.

The thing she vomited was a little smelly. Su Rong came over. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to pull him away so that he wouldn't see what she vomited.

But as soon as she reached out, she suddenly remembered that Su Rong's hand had touched the dead body, and her hand was frozen in mid air.

All her actions fell into Su Rong's eyes.

Su Rong's heart sank and his eyes paused.

Erya turned and walked forward.

Su Rong thought she was leaving. Seeing that she had walked about ten meters, she stopped, turned around and smiled at him.

When she turned and smiled, it seemed that the world was dark, but she became the most dazzling star.

Smiling like a hundred flowers in bloom, Su Rong's eyes were stunned and his breath stagnated.

"I'm looking for you." She only answered him now.

Su Rong pursed his mouth, considered it again and again, turned to his side and called the policeman next to him.

He didn't know what he said to the policeman in a low voice. The policeman nodded from time to time and looked solemn.

After explaining to the police, Su Rong took off his gloves and threw them into the recycling bucket they brought to the scene.

At this time, a policeman came with a bottle of disinfectant and poured it into his hands.

After Su Rong washed his hands, he came to Erya.

"I regret it now." Standing in front of Erya, Su Rong locked Erya's delicate face and said.

Erya looked up at him and asked, "do you regret knowing me?"

"I regret telling you where I am."

"I'm busy today. I'll come and see how you investigate the case."

"See now?"

"I admire you."

"You should admire the two forensic doctors next to me." Su Rong looked back and looked there.

"How did they die?" Erya asked.

"You shouldn't bother about these. It's not safe here. Go back quickly!" Su Rong said in a deep voice.

"Now that I'm here, take me with you when you investigate the case. I just wanted to write a script about the police. I personally realized that the story is not only wonderful, but also soul. Do you think so?"

Erya's current script, the protagonist is the identity of the police. There are many stories of investigating cases and catching criminals.

Su Rong listened and his eyes became very deep: "it's very dangerous. I won't allow you to do this!"

"You can protect me." Erya glanced at the two bodies in the cordon and said, "I heard some of what you said to them. I just asked casually. I heard you tell them that they were killed first and then raped by the murderer, didn't you?"

Su Rong tightened his facial muscles and clenched his fist. His eyes were as dark as the sky.

He frowned and stared at Erya: "so?"

"This is not the first homicide, is it? Are all beautiful young girls dead? Is the murderer very good at hiding? If not, it would happen today if you had caught it long ago? The top also gives you a lot of pressure to find the murderer as soon as possible?"

Su Rong felt his breath was heavy.

Erya smiled at him and patted her face: "what do you think of me?"

Su Rong's face turned black: "ugly! If I were a murderer, I wouldn't like you!"

"If you say I'm ugly, I'm beautiful. I'll follow you and watch you investigate the case. I'm sure I can help you lead the murderer up as soon as possible and let you solve the case quickly?" Erya blinked. Her clear eyes were crystal clear.

"If I can't solve the case, I don't do anything. If I can't catch the murderer, I'm incompetent. I won't allow you to mess around!"

"Are you so patient? Do you want to see such a body again?" Erya gathered the smile in her eyes, pointed to Su Rong's back and made up her mind to say, "I've decided to follow you. I'll go wherever you go. I think you can protect me. I have confidence in you!"

"Er Ya!" Su Rong clenched his teeth tightly. Her words that she would go wherever he went made him feel anxious.

Erya raised her hand and gently stroked a man's face. "Well, I know it's for taking care of myself. My Erya is not for nothing. Don't tighten your face. It's so ugly, like an old man."

Su Rong stood there with a stiff back, watching her eyes become more and more secluded, and the light jumping like a flame inside.

When she stroked his face, her fingers were soft and warm, as if they were touching his heart.

Let his heart pull hard.

The clenched fist also loosened.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her in a complex way, with an unspeakable tenderness at the bottom of his heart.

He was suddenly greedy. How he felt with her

"Aren't you afraid of dead bodies?" Su Rong asked in a deep voice.

"I went to the crematorium a year ago. Do you believe it?"

"Seeing the remains of relatives is different from this."

"Not to see the remains of relatives, but to see the body makeup artist make up the dead."

Su Rong pulled his lips: "you're quite bold."

"Each other."

"This is my job. Although I don't want to face this kind of thing, it can't be avoided."

"So take me. Maybe I can be the bait of the murderer and lead him out?"

"Follow me step by step. Don't panic when you encounter anything, you know?"

Erya made an OK gesture with him, "no problem!"

So one afternoon, Erya followed Su Rong. In the evening, after another team came to take over, Su Rong stopped his work, took Erya back to the hotel, took a bath and changed into clean clothes.

After that, they both felt hungry and went to the restaurant next to the hotel for dinner.

Following Su Rong all afternoon, Erya knew the case very well.

In nearly half a month, the fourth such case has been found in K city.

The dead were beautiful young, fair skinned women.

The means of committing the crime are the same. They bind the dead tightly, whip, and then put stones on her and stack them one by one until they crush people to death.

Torture people to death and then humiliate them

How cruel!

The killer is a big pervert!

No pervert, can you be a murderer?

During the meal, Erya and Su Rong had a tacit understanding not to talk about the crime.

She told him about taking Hanzi and Yuanyuan to his house today.

Erya looked at Su Rong incomprehensibly: "Hey, grandma said your parents regarded you as the God of plague. Why do you recognize you?"