Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Yinshuang said affirmatively, and the voice in his heart was also very affirmative.

If it were you, I would wait forever.

"If you find out, that person is not worth waiting for?"

Some people don't have to wait at all, it depends on the situation.

Jun Zi Shu thought, if it is infatuation to make a mistake, the ending will not change much even if the land is gone.

"No, I believe in myself, and I also believe..."

she was.

"what?"

Jun Zi Shu couldn't hear the following words, so he asked suspiciously.

"Why did Miss Police Officer suddenly ask about this? Could it be that she has a sweetheart?"

Jiang Yinshuang changed his tone and looked at the book of gentlemen with a smile.

Pretending to be nonchalant is actually extremely nervous.

"I just don't understand something."

"How to say?"

Walking alone in the quiet night, Jun Zishu sat back in the car and signaled his colleagues in the dark to continue to follow hard, and drove in the direction of home.

"I used to think that feelings are the most useless thing in the world. They are burdens and affect people's sanity."

"How could you... think so?"

"Probably because I haven't seen the light."

Jun Zishu never felt love in his childhood or even his youth.

She is not a very pleasing person, she knows.

Always do everything perfectly and stay sensible.

Like a butler in a medieval castle, with a tragic ridiculousness.

Like a puppet in a black and white silent film, indifferent and monotonous.

What else does Jun Zi Shu feel like, like the seemingly perfect supporting characters used to set off the protagonist in those novels.

But before she was beaten in the face, she died straight away.

I don't want to be liked, probably because I am afraid that after being acquired, I will find the tasteless essence hidden in it, and then be disgusted.

The car was driving at a constant speed, and the light and shadow were hit on the face and passed by very quickly.

Jiang Yinshuang has never felt the loneliness emanating from the gentleman's book as clearly as at this moment, as if he was outside the world and had nothing.

"Then did you see it later?"

"I saw it, and then I realized that I might not be suitable to own it."

"why?"

Jiang Yinshuang asked eagerly. He really wanted to know who the light was and what kind of stories they had had before, but she could only bury all the questions in her heart. At present, she has no way to ask, nor is she qualified to ask. , And she is more interested in the conclusions she draws.

Why is it so mourning.

"Because it's too good, and I'm not good enough."

The gentleman's book's voice was faint, and disappeared in the air with a slight sigh, bringing a kind of sorrow.

The more the opponent's warm and unreserved air and emotional contrast, her mind became more despicable.

It is a task, but also selfishness.

Why didn't she want to sincerely love someone completely, she didn't have such a warm heart at the time, and if she could, she didn't even want to try that kind of strange emotion by herself.

Not good enough.

Inferiority complex.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, she has many things that others can't match, but in terms of emotion, she feels that she will always be the lowest level.

She sometimes wonders if she has lost her lover's ability.

She felt like a drop in the ocean, lost in the torrent of time.

But in the loss of self-finding, in some people, she really felt some vitality, and her silent heart was beating. Although those throbbing only appeared briefly, it was true. exist.

"Why are you not good enough? In my opinion, you are particularly good."

Jiang Yinshuang said affirmatively, looking straight at Junzishu.

"But after you got to know me, you might not think that way anymore."

"Miss Police Officer, you can’t just look at the problem from your own point of view. Everyone’s thoughts are different. For example, in my heart, you are the best one. I don’t care about others, and I don’t want to care about others. I just want to keep looking at you, maybe you feel that you are not good enough, in my opinion this is already very good."

"I think feelings are very irrational and cannot be considered in an objective way."

When I saw you at the first glance, I felt an unusual feeling in my heart.

"Is it because there is only me in your world?"

"You can't say that. Although I don't remember the past, I am not stupid, and my life is not as clichéd as in TV dramas. As long as I amnesia, I can fall in love with another person. How can I put it here? Can't deceive people."

Jiang Yinshuang pointed to his heart and smiled sweetly at the book of gentlemen.

When I saw you, my heart was beating desperately, and it was not telling me all the time, look, this is this person, I really like her.

"I explained so clearly, does the police officer understand those things now?"

Jiang Yinshuang smiled, Jun Zishu turned the steering wheel, nodded, and shook his head again.

"Seems to understand but not understand."

"Then go with the flow. If one day you meet your own light again, at that time I am still by your side. As a friend, you tell me, I want to help you see if that person is worth it You go to love."

Jiang Yinshuang thought he was hiding well, but he didn't realize that it was full of loopholes.

"No."

Jun Zishu raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Yinshuang's hair, very light and gentle.

Jiang Yinshuang's expression remained unchanged, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

When the car arrived home, it was turned off and locked.

Jun Zishu walked in front with the key, and Jiang Yinshuang walked by her side.

The sensor light in the corridor lights up on the first floor, Jun Zishu opened the door and let Jiang Yinshuang go in sideways.

"Tell me about the situation in that person's house."

"Okay, his house is quite big. I have looked at every place. I can, enterprisingly, a relatively large living room, and then there is a side hall, three floors, and a lot of rooms, but if he lives by himself, it should be One bedroom, one study room, other rooms are relatively empty, there should be no one to live in, some of them don't even have furniture."

"Where's the kitchen? Did you see it?"

"Didn’t you give me a special account of the kitchen before, so I went there to take a look. His kitchen is very large, and the equipment is quite advanced, that is, the very high-end range hood and cooking table. They are all neatly arranged."

"Did you see anything special?"

Jiang Yinshuang shook his head, responding to Jun Zishu's expectation. If Jiang Yinshuang really discovered something important before, he would talk to her as soon as he came out.

Jun Zishu is not sure, whether the suspect will treat his home as the first scene of the crime, some will, some will not.

Generally, people who treat their homes as the scene of the assault are sure that their privacy and protection are particularly good. They are within their control, and there is absolutely no sense of guilt or anxiety in committing crimes. The most important thing is, Convenience.

Jun Zishu felt that the two places where Yu Hang lived should not be the first scene of the crime.

Needless to say, the house in Anhe District is on the sixth floor with a lot of people and it is extremely inconvenient.

Although the house around the restaurant is a single house, it is also surrounded by neighbors and has surveillance all around.

There must be something else, but they haven't found it yet.

Jun Zishu only turned on the light in the living room, and the white light shone on her beautiful side face, and the slightly tightened jaw line showed her state of contemplation. Jiang Yinshuang looked at it, accidentally shaking her mind.

As long as it is this person, it feels good anyway.

The people in the police station did not sleep either, and were working overtime to investigate data.

Jun Zishu received the account number and screenshots sent by the technicians, as well as a large number of voices.

Yu Hang is a well-known food blogger on the Internet. When you click on his Weibo, you can see many food videos and recipes, some of which are exchange experiences, and there are also many landscape photos, of course, those photos are accompanied by words. The above shows that the owner of the photo is on the journey of looking for food.

"Boss, I looked through a lot of his stuff and found that this person is really a foodie. What top foreign delicacies, pancakes and stinky tofu, I tried them all. There are very few other things in the dynamic except for eating. , I didn’t find the vital clue, and showed me hungry when I was abrupt."

Junzishu browsed the links and screenshots, and a few minutes later sent a few pictures and a voice over there.

"These places are a bit strange, if this person is really a murderer, then he is too abnormal."

The first screenshot was posted at the end of October, the second was in early November, and the third was in mid-November.

[New attempt, I feel very good. 】

[Some tastes are not so good, but for a long time, you can try them slowly. 】

[How to deal with useless ingredients? 】

If you look at it intuitively in this way, you may feel that there is no problem. After all, Yu Hang’s previous news is about food. If you are an unknowing person, you may think that this is just this person’s new experiment with food. The time of these three dynamics are more suitable, the time of the disappearance and death of the first deceased.

It would be too disgusting if the ingredients were brought into the image of a person.

The technician sent two more pictures, one is text and the other is picture.

[You can try a new approach. 】

The picture is a picture of the finished food. The surface of the meat is fried until golden, with sauce on it. The plate is beautiful, and it looks delicious and delicious.

The premise is that this is not human flesh.

Looking at it in the middle of the night, Jun Zi Shu suddenly felt nauseous.

If the motive for the murder is simply to enjoy different foods, then this person definitely has a big psychological problem, and may have become a total lunatic.

Jun Zishu stared at the phone screen, watching its light turn from bright to dark, and finally extinguished.

She needs evidence to prove that this person is a murderer.