Chapter 60 Psychological Portrait

Knock.

Knock, knock.

A soft knock on the door.

"Hello, I'm from the property management. Someone complained about you throwing things at high altitude."

One second... Ten seconds... There was no movement in the house, as if the owner was not at home. But through the crack in the door, a few strands of light appeared, which seemed to indicate that there was not no one in the house, perhaps because the residents forgot to turn off the lights when they went out?

Knock, knock.

There was still a gentle knock on the door.

"Hello, I'm a community warmer."

There was still no movement in the house.

Then, the knock on the door disappeared, as if the property and community had left when they saw that the owner was not there.

But the next second! Without warning!

Boom!

The anti-theft door exploded inwards with such force that even the house shook violently. Then a man with a knife came into the house with a murderous intent, "I'm here to harvest leeks again."

Boom!

The force on the knife was so great that it directly broke half of the plaster wall in the bedroom, and the rocks were blown up.

Boom!

The bathroom was torn apart.

Boom, a scorching seven or eight meter blade directly shredded all the electrical appliances in the kitchen into pieces.

...

Grey air + 1.

Fang Zheng shook his head. As he continued to hunt and kill over the past few days, his methods became more and more familiar, and he continued to train himself quickly with the help of battle, using his gray aura, these Paper pricking could hardly bear his ten knives. This was the fourth Paper pricking to be exterminated.

If it was in the open, even Fang Zheng was confident that six knives would solve the battle.

The knife was originally suitable for wide opening and closing, so the greater the power.

However, Fang Zheng was very satisfied with his current living condition. Every day, he could steadily increase his "Savings" and stabilize his assets. After that, Fang Zheng quickly left his place and climbed over the wall to leave qinglianhe community.

But just as Fang Zheng had left qinglian he estate not far away, suddenly, his expression changed, and he saw fang zheng unzipping his coat. There were four pieces of paper in total, floating in the air strangely, and actually began to float in a certain direction.

Fang Zheng was shocked.

Could it be that a second Paper pricking came out to cause trouble?

This was the first time he had encountered this scene.

Xiasha district.

Boom!

There was a sudden explosion, and in an instant, a family's house fell into a raging fire.

Huge waves of air, even the windows of the other residents around them were blown up, and screams, panics, and fleeing sounds were heard one after another.

When Fang Zheng rushed from qinglianhe district to xiasha district without stopping, he saw the scene in front of him from afar.

Among the people who ran out of the neighborhood in a panic, Fang Zheng was surprised to see a few people with special temperament, two of whom, Fang Zheng, had deep memories.

It was the scar-faced man and the plain-looking woman in her thirties who met at the haunted house at the amusement park.

Before Fang Zheng could get closer, the other party had already gotten into the car and left quickly.

"Damn." Fang Zheng couldn't help but complain, feeling extremely depressed.

The scene in front of him was already very obvious. "Supernatural investigation bureau" cut off the hu step by step and killed the demons in advance.

The best proof was that the four pieces of paper in his hand had recovered from the beating of chicken blood to lying on the ground.

But on second thought, Fang Zheng thought it was only reasonable.

The last time police officer Wei asked him for a list of novels, he mentioned that he was investigating a case. It seemed that every missing person had one thing in common: they were reading supernatural novels before they disappeared.

With this reasoning and the "Supernatural investigation bureau" in front of him, Fang Zheng immediately understood everything.

He speculated that after police officer Wei asked him for the list of novels, he successfully fished the law enforcement to the Paper pricking, and then the "Supernatural investigation bureau" took the opportunity to continue to fish the law enforcement, and finally let them take the bait today.

With the ability of the "Supernatural investigation bureau," if so many days have passed and no key clues have been grasped, fishing for law enforcement is the most unreasonable.

I have no problem with you killing demons and defending the justice of the world.

If you cut me off, I'll admit it.

But at least stay where you are and let me collect a handful of wool before you leave.

Fang Zheng's face darkened immediately.

Perhaps it was the beginning of bad luck. The next day, when Fang Zheng rushed to the supernatural place without stopping, he was once again cut off by the "Supernatural investigation bureau."

The third day was also cut off.

He was always one step behind the "Supernatural investigation bureau" on the way out of hiding and careful consideration.

This was not the only unfortunate thing, even the university city investigation seemed to be stuck in a rigid situation, there was no new progress.

Bai jia hei, he did not spend a lot of time in the university city, which also took a lot of time to cultivate, but there was no new progress in the investigation.

As the days went by, and the time that A Local Tyrant dong had made an appointment with him, Fang Zheng decided to look for A Local Tyrant dong as a breakthrough.

It would be better for Local Tyrant to help him spy on the university town for his aunt than for him to hang around the city all the time.

He wandered around more every day, and even increased the risk of exposure.

Fang Zheng was not hesitant. Before seven o' clock in the morning, he locked the door, put on some clothes, and went straight to the bus terminal.

From zhou city to the deep mountains and forests where the film crew was located, there were three transfers. If they didn't leave early, they might not be able to catch up with the third transfer.

Zhou city, police station.

A figure with heroic posture and sonorous footsteps finally entered an office.

"Xiao wen, do you have anything on hand now?" The speaker was Wei Youran. She saw her left hand in a cast, fixed to her chest.

"Hey, police officer Wei, you left the hospital so soon?" The man called xiaowen was a young police officer with the name" psychological criminal" written on the job board.

"Is police officer Wei looking for me to make a mental portrait?"

The young policeman xiao wen made a gesture to invite him to sit down.

Wei Youran sat down and said, "Well, I need xiao wen to help me draw a picture of myself."

The young police officer, xiao wen, was curious, "The person police officer Wei had just discharged from the hospital and was trying so hard to catch must be another difficult case."

Wei Youran did not admit or deny it. When the young policeman xiaowen was ready, he signaled to Wei Youran to start describing the prisoner.

Wei Youran thought about it and began to describe the features... But when the young policeman xiaowen heard Wei Youran's description, he was stunned and looked surprised.

"This man is male and female. His voice should be between 20 and 23 years old, definitely not more than 25 years old."

"His whole body was enveloped by a strong light, and he couldn't see his features clearly, but he was about 175 centimeters tall, not fat or thin, and should have short hair..."

"Although he was covered in bright light, he could vaguely see that his eyebrows were not thick, his forehead was not high, and his facial features were coordinated..."

With Wei Youran's description, a vague man's face was gradually drawn out.

"Police officer Wei, look, is this the person?"

One or twenty minutes later, the young police officer xiao wen had already drawn a psychological portrait.

Looking at the psychological portrait on the paper, Wei Youran frowned slightly and muttered, "More delicate eyebrows, higher bridge of nose, more angular chin..."

After about ten minutes of modification, when wei you ran saw the last psychological portrait, the calm and calm face appeared to be momentarily absent-minded, as if he had seen something incredible, and was stunned on the spot.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and no one could inadvertently notice it, but the person sitting opposite Wei Youran was a psychological portraitist who was familiar with psychology.

"Police officer Wei, this is the first time I've seen you smile..."

"Looks like this man is the one police officer Wei is looking for."

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