Chapter 925: Hey murderer hello 12

The original Zhang Xiang, now renamed Li Hefei, is a taxi driver.
After receiving the information, because it was not certain that Zhang Xiang was the murderer, Xia Liang and Zhan Hai did not immediately find each other, but secretly started a follow-up investigation.
Xia Liangwo was on the sofa, looking back and forth with the photos taken these two days, one of them is the other person and a woman hugging each other closely, which could not help but shake her head and make two beeps,
"Well, this guy has a girlfriend, and it looks like the relationship between them is pretty good ..."
"Perhaps the murderer wasn't him?"
Zhan Hai sat next to her, leaned over, and looked at the picture.
From the above, the other side laughed happily, especially looking at the woman in his arms, as if full of love, it is really impossible to see what he was a pervert murderer.
"There are a lot of murderers, and they are normal on the surface, and they are smarter than ordinary people and good at disguising." Xia Liang leaned back and raised the photo in his hand.
"In general, the reason we call them perverts is not because their means of murder are cruel, but because these people do not think that they are doing something wrong and they enjoy it.
Therefore, in his eyes, he could not see the blame and panic, and their own lives would not be affected by the killing. Therefore, you can't see just the appearance. "
"It can hypnotize, it can pry the door, it can search ... even this criminal's psychology understands, and what else you won't do?" Zhan Hai couldn't help reaching out, and gently rubbing her Hair, she said.
"Don't I be fascinated by my erudition?" Xia Liang tilted his head, blinked at him, and asked with a playful smile.
"... Um." Zhan Hai's eyes gradually deepened, and she reached out her hand, pinched her chin, and possessed herself, and could not help kissing her pink fragrant lips.
"Well ..." Xia Liang opened her eyes a little unexpectedly, but the next second, she raised her hands, pinched his neck, closed her eyes, and responded enthusiastically.
"What are you doing?" Zhan Hai took a deep breath, grasped her little hand, and asked a little instably.
"Ah ?!" Xia Liang looked back, then bowed his head, embarrassingly found that his little hand had just opened his clothes just now, and he was keenly rubbing back and forth in his lower abdomen, almost hungry. Nope.
"Cough ... I don't know, maybe your skin is slippery ..." Xia Liang said halfway, and saw Zhan Hai's awkward, unbelievable look, and couldn't say any more.
Standing up in a hurry, Xia Liang packed up the scattered photos on the sofa. In order not to make the atmosphere too embarrassing, alas, in order not to scare people away from her anxious image, she scratched her head and changed the topic Said,
"It's getting late, and I'm going to watch tomorrow. I'm going to bed first ..."
"... Um." Zhan Hai stared at her for a few seconds, still keeping that lying position, and responded.
Xia Liang glanced at him again, thinking that his posture was really sexy, and he couldn't help but want to pounce on it.
Calm down! Calm down!
In order not to shame himself, Xia Liang quickly turned around and hurried to his room.
When Zhan Hai saw her return to the room and glanced at her lower body, she felt relieved at the same time.
Zhan Hai got up and sat down, lowered his head, and couldn't help pulling his pants. He thought to himself that the trousers were okay just now, but he wasn't noticed.
But kissed, touched two, he has such a big response, it is too shameful!
However, at this time--
"Heck ... do you want to help?"
Zhan Haimeng looked up and saw Xia Liang looking at him, which made his eyes full of surprise and embarrassment.
Because at this moment, his hands were still pulling on his pants and he did not loose them. As long as he was not stupid, he could see what he was doing.
It's been lost!
"I'm not saying that ... help, I just want to ask if your insomnia is better? Would you like me to help you fall asleep today?"
Xia Liang leaned on the door frame, and touched his nose, struggling to suppress his careful thoughts of rippling and happy, his face was serious, justified and righteous.
"... keke, no need. I'm sleeping well now." Zhan Hai quickly put her hand aside and tried to ignore the embarrassment, which was also serious.
His insomnia improved since he moved here and lived with Xia Liang.
In the past few days, Xia Liang was thinking in his mind every day, occupied by her words, deeds, and smiles. The deep wounds of war that had left in his mind had gradually stopped bringing him. Troubled.
"That ... good night." Xia Liang smiled and waved.
"Well. Good night," Zhan Hai said quickly.
...
Waking up the next day, the two did not mention what happened last night, but the atmosphere between the two began to change slightly.
More ambiguous than before, the eyes looked at each other as if a current passed through them, and the air around them was filled with pink bubbles.
"I took a chance today and deliberately hit him. Didn't you say that the killer smelled disinfectant? This may deepen the proof."
Xia Liang, holding a telescope, mask, etc., sat in the car and said before setting off.
"... I can test it out." Zhan Hai started the car and, as he did two days ago, drove towards Li Hefei's residence, pouting,
"Since he gave me trouble, then I appeared in front of him, and he should react."
"Well ... you can go. But don't verbally test it, don't mention anything about the case, don't make him doubt, otherwise, if he really runs away, then it's troublesome. This is the biggest suspect." Xia Liang After thinking about it, he said.
"I know." Zhan Hai nodded.
However, just then, Zhan Hai's phone rang.
At first glance, it was a telephone number from the police station.
"Zhan Hai, the real culprit has been caught. Your suspicions have been cleared out. You will come over a moment and go through the relevant procedures." After the call was connected, the policeman on the other side said a few words quickly and then hung up. Already.
"What ?! The murderer caught it?" Xia Liang's brows frowned, very surprised. "Who did they catch?"
At this time, Li Hefei, who had been regarded as a murderer outside the window of the car, just passed by their car.
"No matter who it is, it's not him anyway." Zhan Hai looked at the other person's departure, shook his head, and said in a low voice.
"You have been washed away. I have no excitement at all." Xia Liang also stared at his back, rubbing his knees with his hands, his eyes sharp,
"I always feel they've caught the wrong person."