Chapter 45

It's a common sense question. It's too easy to ask a child where to live.

Jing SA only felt a chill in his head, "Ho Ho, are you telling me that this criminal is not a kidnapper at all?"

“Exactly！” absolutely right.

In other words, the direction of the police search was wrong from the beginning.

Jing SA Meng stood up from the chair, just like a cat stepped on the tail.

"Don't be so excited, you can choose not to believe it, but I think this is the most suitable profile of the criminal in this case," he said with a smile

"It's not that I don't believe it. I think it's too weird."

"The more impossible it is, the more likely it is to happen. Abnormality is a demon."

Jing SA was flustered and said, "as you said, why do you think the age of the criminal is 30-38?"

It's like picking a bone in an egg.

"It's very simple. If the child gets hooked and runs to the delivery area, is there someone passing by or seeing him? I think this age group is very suitable for the age of a 7-year-old father. As long as it doesn't look so abrupt, I don't think anyone will come forward to ask. They should all default that the child is his son. "

A delivery driver and his son deliver goods. There's nothing to make a fuss about.

"Then... People won't say hello, say your son is lovely or something."

He said, "I said from the beginning that he has a low sense of existence and is not noticed. Therefore, he should not be good at communicating with adults, so no one should greet him."

Jing Sa's palm has been soaked with layers of cold sweat, and she begins to believe.

To be exact, she knows better than anyone about Hu's ability.

"If he's not a kidnapper, why does he send blackmail? Isn't it unnecessary?"

When he put down his tea cup, his eyes were still calm, but they were dark, and his native English sounded in the air

“He＇s．a．purist！ A．man．who．kills．simply．for．the．pleasure．of．it！ who．kills．out．of．a．need．for．attention！”

With that, she glanced at the notebook.

The comment is still on the screen. Anyone who reads it will feel that it is just a joke.

But, at the moment, it looks so frightening, it makes jingsa's heart cool.

“He＇s．a．purist！ A．man．who．kills．simply．for．the．pleasure．of．it！ who．kills．out．of．a．need．for．attention！”

He is a pure pleasure killer, killing only for fun, killing to get attention.

Blackmail is just a joke for the police.

By the way, there are trucks passing under Yan'an Road overpass every day. When he saw the police ambushing there, he must laugh wildly in the car.

Suddenly, the image of a man emerges in Jing Sa's mind. He is ordinary, mediocre, and has no characteristics, but he is terrifying.

She stopped pacing and suddenly rushed out without even calling as if she had come.

He closed his laptop and drank tea as quietly as before.

It's about the police. It's not about her.

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