Alone in his small dilapidated building, Ye Feibai lit the desk lamp and interpreted the diary in detail page by page. When Ye Feibai read it, he felt a chill and weird feeling on his back. He Xin in the diary was like an evil person, and even the lollipop in his mouth became colder and colder.

This diary records some of He Xin's subjective and superior manly thoughts, as well as his almost perverted and illusory content, and the whole article presents an outrageous disgusting feeling.

Especially He Xin's almost perverted behavior shocked Ye Feibai. My aunt's wiping the wall was definitely not the most disgusting thing inside.

These strange hobbies seem to give He Xin a psychological satisfaction. From Ye Feibai's perspective, this is a perverted sexual hobby.

The diary records how He Xin went to work brightly during the day, and at night he picked up the letter from the email address downstairs, and started to do his own activities alone in the room. Judging from this diary, He Xin basically didn't go out much, she was basically a home girl.

Turning on the page again, Ye Feibai was attracted suddenly, and another piece of paper was the font on it. The font on it looked much better, like an elegant gentleman writing with a quill pen, and on the most peculiar one, there were red marks scattered on the paper.

"The language of roses is not as simple as love. It reveals a cold appearance as sharp as a spike, but has the most beautiful heart in the world. Is this as beautiful and cold as you?"

On the back, it reads: "I stab myself by picking this bouquet of roses. I did it on purpose. I stole its beauty, but my voluntary redemption."

The signature reads: Rose Manor.

Ye Feibai quickly checked the Rose Manor, and it was indeed fruitless. It was a place without registration, or in other words, the place where this man was lying.

Ye Feibai suddenly fell into silence and stopped stirring the lollipop in his mouth. Ye Feibai looked at the desk lamp with mosquitoes flying, and had a few questions in his heart.

"First, He Xin has AIDS, how did she become a nurse? Second, who is this man? Third, is the rape mentioned by He Xin true or false. Fourth, where is the Rose Manor?" Ye Feibai couldn't find the answer, but felt that there was no clue to the surface.

"Now I can be sure of the blood on the rose. It's not He Xin's but the man deliberately pierced himself. What do he want to do? Express sincerity? It's really pathological. Both have problems." Ye Feibai couldn't understand what the brains of these people were thinking, and it was a pity that he was not a psychic detective.

"Ah, why do you have to solve the case by yourself when you enter the Black Heaven Kingdom? Ahhhhh!" Ye Feibai lay down on the bed with a big word, and fell asleep in a daze.

Feibai woke up early in the morning, but not because he was full, but because he didn't take off his clothes and felt uncomfortable. He quickly took a shower and didn't even go out of the sun. Ye Feibai went out early. Ye Feibai had to go to He Xin's house first. The bouquet of roses may be strong evidence.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Ye Feibai felt something was wrong. Last year, when Ye Feibai left, the key hole was slanted, but it was indeed straight up today. It was not Ye Feibai deliberately remembering it, but He Xin's lock had problems and the shell was a little loose.

"Has someone been in?" Ye Feibai immediately became alert. Ye Feibai quickly opened the door with the key again. Since it was locked again, the proof that the person was no longer there. Ye Feibai wanted to know who went in and why?

I turned on the light and scanned it a few times, but there was no sign of turning it around. I was a shrewd "thief".

"For what?" Ye Feibai opened the bedroom door and swept to the thing he cared about the most: "It's gone!"

Ye Feibai rushed over and confirmed it several times, and the bouquet of dried roses placed by the windowsill disappeared.

"I'm afraid this is the murderer, right? I'm panicked when I saw us investigating He Xin's home?" Ye Feibai smiled. The more anxious the murderer was, the more likely he was to show his feet.

After a closer look, Ye Feibai found something that he had not had before. There was a piece of soil on the windowsill floor.

"The soil has dried a little, which proves that after a long time of sticking, the soil has dried up." Ye Feibai used a bag of evidence to preserve the soil and rushed to the police station without stopping.

It was impossible for Gong Junming to come so early. Old He Cai came with a sleepy face and was messy. Ye Feibai pulled him straight to the laboratory department to analyze the composition of the soil.

"Carbon slag, wood, ash garden soil? What is this?" Ye Feibai looked at the inspection results but looked confused.

The inspector ate the sandwich and quipped: "It seems like it is the soil used to plant plants and flowers. I have used it to plant roses before."

"For planting flowers?" Ye Feibai's eyes lit up. This was a rare piece of information.

"Well, I forgot, I found this thing." The inspector remembered it for a moment, quickly put down the sandwich and gave the order to Ye Feibai: "The blood was found in this soil, and it was very fresh, and most importantly."

The detective showed a serious expression: "The owner of this blood has AIDS."

"AIDS?!" Ye Feibai hurriedly grabbed the order, which said that the big hiv was positive.

Ye Feibai was so happy that he had basically confirmed the murderer. Now he just needs to find out where this rose manor is.

Ye Feibai was in a good mood. After all, it was still so long before the test was over, so he should be stable.

But there is still a question: How did He Xin become a nurse with AIDS? What is the hospital doing?

However, Ye Feibai no longer pays much attention to this issue for the murderer who is about to surface.

Gong Junming is just late now, holding a bag of unteared bread in his mouth and a box of milk in his hand. He looks lazy, as if he is just a slap in the police station.

"Can you have a sense of justice?" Ye Feibai was just joking about Gong Junming.

"Sense of justice? What's the use of that kind of thing? Apart from making yourself bruised, do you think they would thank you?" Gong Junming chewed the bread, smiled on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly in a voice that only two people could hear.

Ye Feibai was a little speechless but still smiled forcefully: "This is our test, right?"

"Do you think this is really a way to judge whether we can enter the Black Heaven Kingdom? As long as we don't make a fuss during the period, we can enter." Gong Junming bit the bread one by one, as if he was venting his resentment.

"It's just a test of teamwork?" Ye Feibai was a little stunned.

Gong Junming squeezed out the last trace of milk in the box and patted Ye Fei on his shoulder: "When you receive their invitation, you are qualified."

After saying this, Gong Junming slowly walked towards the toilet with his shriveled box and bread pocket, throwing the garbage into the trash can at the door.

Ye Feibai just looked at this strange man and shook his head helplessly. He always felt that Gong Junming had inexplicably a hint of arrogance, but it seemed that he was not from the heart, a person who couldn't figure it out.

Ye Feibai supported his hands on the table and shook his head with a smile.

"Maybe, this is exactly what's interesting about this world."
Chapter completed!