Chapter 3: Fat

The berth area was originally a strategic resource area, with coal resources as the core, and a comprehensive economic industrial chain was built. However, it was later eliminated because of low utilization efficiency and inadequate industrial structure optimization. It is currently the light rail-Liaofa (Lianlian) alliance. The arc-shaped corner zone has a remote location, and there is not even a civilian optical transmission track in the area, which belongs to the area to be developed on the northern line. www.sto123.cc
"This is a written introduction," Jiang Lian drove the car, and looked at Shi Shanyan through the rear view mirror. "The actual situation is a bit worse."
When Shi Shanyancai (sleeping Shui) wakes up, his expression is too lazy, which makes Jiang Li have the illusion of being a full-time driver. Shi Shanyan looked out the window and said, "This is not a bad "a little bit."
The coke plants in the parking area are concentrated in the low-lying mountains on the edge of the suburbs. Every day, the coke needs to be pulled by the coke transporter to the steel plant near Guangtie. Not to mention the suburbs, the air quality in the urban area is very poor, only The green belt is covered with dust all year round. The only light rail is serving the military's large transportation resource ship. It runs through the entire area and will emit a huge carrying sound every six hours.
"The real estate along the Guangtie Railway is basically unsaleable and abandoned," Jiang Lizai leaned on the steering wheel halfway through the traffic lights, pointing to the empty building on one side. "At first, I thought it was a civilian light iron, and I can open the light track in Guangtong District. Everyone came here to fry the building like crazy, but as a result, the southern line was fought, and the light rail military was used, and the building was all in the hands."
Speaking of here, Jiang Li looked at Shi Yan again.
"You just entered Black Panther then."
"Probably," Shi Shan paused and asked, "Is it still snowing in winter?"
"Next," Jiang Lian passed the traffic lights, "but it was covered with soot in the morning, and it was very dirty. But winter is always better than spring. The wind is strong in spring, and the hair is dirty when going out, and the face is shaved. Grey. The environment of Guangtong is okay? When I talked with Fu Yun, I saw that the sky there is still blue. I will retire later and I want to move to Guangtong District. It’s high and the traffic is convenient. I’ll sell the car at that time, get a little bit more, change to a b6 optical car, and bring my wife..."
Most of Jiang Li’s words were due to tension. Every time he said a word, he had to speculate on Shi Shanyan’s expression from the rear mirror. Although Shi Shanyan was wearing a shackle, no one could guarantee that Shi Shanyan would not Suddenly angry and raised the shackles to attack him.
Jiang Li is in charge of the case of serial killing (sha killing) in the parking area, and is alert to those with antisocial personality disorders. You cannot use ordinary thinking patterns to predict the behavior of these people. In Jiang Li's view, they are fundamentally different from ordinary people's thinking patterns.
Unfortunately, Shi Shanyan was not interested in Jiang Lian. He leaned on the back of his chair and fell asleep. He squinted in the sun and looked like he was sleeping (Shui).

At ten o'clock the alarm sounded and Yan Jun sought to get up on time. He turned his black hair (sleeping Shui) into a mess, stepped on his slippers and entered the bathroom, and saw the turtle kept in the indoor system crawling into the bathtub.
"Hello—" Yan Junxun's voice woke up a little, and he scratched his hair. "Hurry up and take it away."
The indoor system is a half-human virtual panda. It ran in from outside the door, struggling to pick up the tortoise and gasping for exhaustion: "Mr. Yan, I'm taking weight-loss lessons recently. It's so fat that I can't hold it anymore. "
Yan Junxun squeezed toothpaste: "You have the wrong variety."
"That's no way," Panda stood on Yan Junxun's legs and put the turtle back into the breeding box. "It's already very large."
Yan Junxun brushed his teeth in the mirror, the light iron just passed by, and the whole room "buzzed" and vibrated. He simulated the appearance of an electric toothbrush and followed the sound of light iron quickly to brush his teeth.
Panda stepped on the bench and lay down on the table, saying: "Toast and eggs were prepared for Mr. Yan today. Please drink the cow (milk Nai) too."
Yan Junxun sat down and pushed the cow (milk Nai) away, saying, "Don't buy cow (milk Nai) anymore."
"Can't we afford it? Oh my God," Panda worried, covering his mouth with his paws, "Can we still stay here? I thought, you haven't been out of work for half a month."
Yan Junxun's home is very small. There is no dining table between the living room and the kitchen. The bedroom is made of tatami to save space. His daily activities are on this desk near the window. The room is full of books, the most striking is the comics, they are piled up against the corner of the penalty station.
"I've been living my life carefully," Panda raised his cheeks. "We can't (sleep Shui) Street, because you used to catch too many people for the Special Inspectorate. Anyone can hack us."
Yan Junxun bit the fried egg and poked out the light screen to broadcast the news on Monday.
"This murderer likes to commit crimes on Friday," Yan Junxun's most hated parking reporter said to the camera. "At present, the victims are known to be male (sexual xing). Huo Mou who was killed last week lived alone all year round. The body fragments last night Found in the drainage ditch of the community..."
The doorbell rang suddenly.
Yan Junxun stuffed the toast into his mouth and motioned the panda to open the door.
"It must be Jiang Lian," Panda jumped off the bench in a clear manner. "He wants you to investigate the case."
When Yan Junxun waited for the panda to stand up, he picked up the cow (milk Nai) and poured it into the kitchen sink. As soon as he finished this, the panda shouted happily at the door: "Mr. Yan, there are guests today!"
Feeling bad, Yan Junxun leaned out of the kitchen and saw Shi Shanyan.

Sitting on the single sofa, Shi Shanyan glanced at Yan Junxun's house.
The owner may like a warm (color) tone, whether it is a curtain or a table mat, all choose a floral cloth with lace. The living room is covered with light brown (color) carpets, which are textiles of western-style rhombus carpets. Several small bookcases shook their heads in the corners, and the sofas and coffee tables were books thrown away. The kitchen is too narrow, and the pandas are squeezed inside to make tea, which is funny, but the tableware is stored neatly, and it can be seen that the pandas are taking care of the owner.
What a surprise.
In the parking area, such an indoor system that can take over the entire business of the family can be seen, and it even keeps pets on its own.
Jiang Lian sat cross-legged on the carpet, and Shi Shanyan noticed that he was very careful, trying not to hug the furnishings in the room. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, lit up his light screen, and said to the panda in the kitchen: "Fatty, please darken the room."
The curtains were pulled "sho", and Qiang was darkened.
"It should have given you a little time to break in, but the case came so coincidentally." Jiang Li called up the photo. "Look at this, there is news only this morning."
Yan Junxun held the ice water, and his upturned hair shook as he drank the water. His silent gaze walked back and forth along the photos, as if finally (sleeping Shui) woke up, and was attracted by the (color) color (强qiang) strong photo.
"This is a corpse debris found in the drainage ditch of Huihe Community three months ago. The surface of the debris has scratches and bruises in different directions, and the wound is not regular. The victim was identified as Liu Xincheng, a resident of the community." Jiang Converging the photo to the next one, "This is a piece of corpse found in the drainage ditch of Puli District two months ago. The surface of the piece still has scratches and bruises in different directions, and the wound is not regular, and Liu Xincheng In the same way, it is suspected of blunt cutting, and the victim is also a resident of the community. The last one was found in the drainage ditch of the community last night..."
Jiang Lian (lu) has an indescribable expression.
"...The corpse and the remains of the corpse, the wound was torn and severely damaged. According to the footprints of the scene, it should be the bite of the wild dog after the corpse was thrown."
"Uh huh," Shi Shanyan naturally blended in, as if he had worked with the two men countless times, "Is the resident of the dead body also found?"
"It's not true," Jiang Li continued to draw pictures. "The last victim was Huo Qingjun. He was different from the first two victims. He was the gate guard of the community. He lived alone in the basement of the waste tube building two kilometers away from the community. "
"Sorry, fat," Shi Shanyan said politely, "Please give me a cup of hot cow (milk Nai)."
Panda leaned his head and said enthusiastically, "Don't be gentle, sir!"
Yan Junxun squeezed the cup habitually (sexually). He was still afraid of the heat. The ice water made him feel very comfortable. Only when he was comfortable did he have a clean blackboard. He didn't hear the conversation between Shi Shanyan and Panda, immersed in his world, his senses became dull.
"The three cases have the same way of throwing corpses and the same way of splitting corpses," Jiang Lian gave Panda a position, "even the victim's experience is surprisingly similar."
"experience?"
Jiang Li presented the data of the three victims side by side, saying, "These three people all invaded the news because of (sexuality)."
"Leave the information," Yan Junxun took a sip of water, contained a small piece of ice, and crushed it "　" between his teeth. The cold (thorn ci) excitement rolled along the mouth (shen) body, "I want to see."