Chapter 60:

He stood downstairs and was waiting. Mingyue is like a whole body of shiny jade, hanging on the top of a high building.
Say women's hearts, sea bottom needles. In the years of loving her, he finally knew.
He rested on the door with one hand, and set off a cigarette anxiously. After smoking for a while, finally heard the crisp footsteps. It was her Yan Ting who came down.
Late at night, she was as beautiful as a homeless elf. He smiled when he saw her, all the annoyances were left behind.
What exactly is love? Who can tell clearly these days?
Anyway, she has been thinking about him for so many years, and the habit of loving her has been carved into his bones. If he can't get it, he will feel really bad.
"Why are you here so late?" She asked curiously.
This is also something he loves and hates. Her attitude is always between love and friends.
He took her hand: "Be with me."
She blushed suddenly, blinked, and looked at him: "What happened to you today?"
She is always so transparent and intelligent, and he did encounter a great setback at work today. But he didn't want to answer, but asked: "Are you still thinking of him?"
She bowed her head and said vaguely, "Neither ..."
Today, she was unexpectedly docile and pleasant. After gathering courage and kissing her face, he didn't get angry or run away, but blushed. This caused him a ecstasy, his heart beating.
"Are you ... will you do anything for me?" She asked softly in the night.
"Yes," he replied almost immediately.
She gently held his finger and did not speak. There was a melancholy and helplessness hidden in Mei Yuzhong.
...
When he drove away, he looked up subconsciously. But in the building, I saw those eyes again.
Those eyes, hidden in the dark, looked at him viciously, at them.
He smiled coldly, turned back, and looked forward.
On a busy road, the neon reflected on the glass like water. For a moment, he stopped waiting for the traffic light. A butterfly, however, arrived on his head. He looked at it, and it looked at him. Then it flew away.
He was shocked. It was a butterfly I had seen in a dream.

Sakai is located in the southern hinterland. It is a small city with beautiful scenery and mild and livable climate.
Shao Yong, the captain of the Municipal Criminal Police Brigade, is an old man nearly 50 years old. Although he is old, he looks tough and straight-eyed. He is in a black jacket, and his energy is not lost at all. When you see him, you still think that he is a very handsome man, old and handsome.
Before going to work that morning, Shao Yong was eating Xiaolongbao in the office, and he was playing chess with his left and right hands. Take it easy and enjoy yourself.
A clerk ran in to report: "Shao team, the general manager is counting the purchased materials for the next quarter. I will add more shirts, socks and shoes to the team according to the report you said last time."
Shao Yong didn't look up, "OK."
"Do you need anything else?"
Shao Yong fell again, and said, "Yes, let the cafeteria buy more fresh fish, and usually keep it for us."
"it is good."
The clerk went out. Shao Yong played chess for a while and looked up out the window. The sky is blue and the clouds are silent. The green hill in the distance looks like a silent man, overlooking the town. It ’s so naive. Just last month, a homicide case was cracked, and I accidentally caught a Class A wanted man who fled from another province. There is no major case this month, and the world is peaceful. This is a rare and idle leisure day that criminals like most.
But how can there be real peace of mind in this world?
Not long after, a brother hurried to knock on the door: "Boss, it's a case. Wangjiang Park just found a female corpse."
Shao Yong closed the chessboard with his hands behind his back and said, "Go, go and see."

Wangjiang Park is located in the west of Sakai, covering a vast area, which is also a favorite place for residents of this city. Usually there are as many people as crayfish crowding in the river. But this morning, the garden was closed before it was opened. Probably the garden side was scared by the sudden appearance of the corpse. But as soon as Shao Yong arrived, he praised the garden party for his good work.
Wangjiang Park is surrounded by high walls on all sides, and ordinary people can't go over it. There are a total of four entrances in the northeast, southwest, and southeast. The place where the body was found was located in the most remote forest in the deep part of the park.
The sun had risen so high that the police could not help the forest. Shao Yong squatted in front of the body, frowning thoughtfully.
In front of me is a slab path that extends from a distant road into the woods. There is no scenery here and there are few people. Therefore, the body is hard to detect.
Woman is lying on the stone road.
White short-sleeved T-shirt, black sports shorts, sneakers. Medium-sized, dry, thin, and of average build. She looks like a girl in her twenties, with short hair, pale face, small nose and straight nose, slightly thick lips, and freckles on her face. It belongs to the crowd and can not attract much attention.
There was a bruise on his neck. In addition, no other trauma was found for the time being.
Such a body would not have attracted so much police fanfare.
Shao Yong wore gloves and lightly touched the girl's hand. Her hands were tied by ropes and fixed above her head. Both ankles were also tied. Then they were all painted black.
Under her was a flat slate. Using the same paint, two huge black wings were drawn. There are also pink patterns on the wings, like the compound eyes of an insect, blinking at everyone.
People look like soft worms trapped in them.
"Like a butterfly ..." a young Interpol sighed.
Shao Yong froze, looked at him, and stood up.
"Boss, is the murderer abnormal?" The young Interpol hurriedly asked.
Shao Yong replied: "We cannot rule out any possibility now."
"Since it may be abnormal, shall we ... invite that person?"
Shao Yong thought for a while, but smiled and said, "No, no need. Don't tell him for now. Call Beijing and ask for help from a criminal psychologist."

In the evening, Jian Yao sat alone at the window, staring at the twilight.
The police office was quiet now, and everyone went to eat. It seems that as time goes by, Jian Yao more and more likes to stay alone. Such silence and solitude made her feel calm. It made her feel as if she had obtained something, and she could have expected something unknown.
Fang Qing pushed in the door and walked in, her sweat was still on her forehead, and her shirt was wet on her back. After that case, a new scar was added to his left face that could never be erased. This made him originally handsome, even more ruthless.