"At night, Flora ran past the balcony again at night. She insisted on running every day and would run a lot of laps. I... often see... she has a really good figure..."

The listless young man seemed to remember that he promised Carl to turn from evil to goodbye, but did not dare to say anything.

Carl sighed and guided:

"Everyone likes beautiful things. You live alone and have no girlfriend. It is normal for loneliness, but like you, they are human beings who need to be respected. As long as they do not harm anyone's legitimate interests and do not cause psychological and material burdens to anyone, you have free thoughts and can like to appreciate anyone, but you must remember that the premise is that you are not allowed to hurt anyone!"

It’s reasonable to lick the dog, but YY is innocent!

Officer Ka is also a beautiful and hot national first love goddess. I really like it. I should hope that she is good and hope that she is better, rather than selfish possession. I cannot harass her, and can't destroy the other party's life due to personal thoughts.

Love is not poverty alleviation, nor can it be full of water.

The listless young man nodded - no one had ever told him this. He liked beautiful girls. If someone knew about them, he would only laugh at him for being dirty and vulgar...

"You hear a strange sound, follow Flora, and then?" Carl's fingertips unconsciously tapped the tabletop.

"When she passed by my balcony for the second time, I heard a squeak sound, thinking that the upstairs were sweeping again, but the lights on the upstairs were dim, and the old man should have been asleep. I think the squeak sound was not coming from the upstairs, but the road outside."

“Have you seen anything?”

"I didn't see anything on the road. Later, she ran through the third lap and I heard the sound of squeaks again. This time I heard it very clearly. It was from the roadside opposite. I was far away and didn't see what it was. It was like the wind blowing many leaves, moving!"

The listless young man looked up, as if he wanted to convey the fright he was at that time to Carl.

Carl's regular fingertips were still flicking the tabletop.

Reiner continued:

"I thought it was an illusion, but when Flora passed by in the fourth circle, the damn sound rang again. It was not very loud. It was the same as the night when I heard 207 died. I was very scared. I saw something moving under the road, and there was no wind. On the night when 207 died, I saw something floating down her windowsill. Now it seems that it is not a bed sheet at all! I am very scared, afraid that this terrible thing will kill Flora like killing 207. I don't want her to die!!"

The listless young man was frightened and recalled memories, his voice trembled, his emotions were excited, and his handcuffs rubbed on the table.

He just handcuffed, hugged his head with both hands, and said in a muffled voice:

"I ran out and wanted her to go home quickly, but she ran very fast and I couldn't keep up."

It would be strange if you, the physical ability of a crooked girl, can catch up with the girl who runs every day and night... Carl secretly complained and asked, "Will that thing still follow her when you went out?"

Carl wanted to confirm that the sluggish guy suddenly appeared and whether the murderous sand had been retreated.

"No more. When I chased out, I was very scared and kept staring at the roadside and looking at the roadside. Fortunately, the damn moving monster was gone, but there was still a sound of squeaks. I hope it was my illusion, but I really don't want her to die!!"

"You did a good job, she wasn't dead yet, she was only frightened." And this fright came from you... Karl didn't say the second half.

"I really want to save her! There are surveillance nearby. You can check it out, check the route of her running, look at the roadside and the road roots, and stick to the wall and the ground. There must be something! I don't know what it is, but it will definitely be bad for Flora. Damn weird thing, you must follow Flora! The monster wants to kill her!"

"Aren't you unable to catch up with Flora? Why did you catch up with the children's rides again?"

Carl caught a suspicious point.

"I knew she would pass there and took a shortcut."

It seems that your perverted problem is quite serious... Carl asked:

"Have you followed her before?"

The listless young man lowered his head and whispered:

"I've followed...but I...I haven't stole her underwear!"

"She lives on the 30th floor. She can't get in without an owner's card in the community, and can't get the elevator. Didn't you want to steal it? Or did you not steal it?"

Carl approached the depressed young man's face, looked down at the other person's expression, and questioned him.

Sharp and sober.

As early as in the observation room, Carl had looked through the victim's information. The sloppy young man was not very sensible.

Carl's words left him speechless.

"You keep talking."

"After I caught up with her, I wanted to tell her to let her go home quickly, but she screamed and suddenly kicked me. Later, a man grabbed me from behind and hit me. There was a man behind and hit me with a flashlight, and I... was sent here."

The listless young man rubbed his thorny eyes with his hands.

He also hit the eye. Although Flora was a girl, she exercised frequently and had a great kick. The listless young man's entire eyeball was congested, and blood was clearly visible on the whites of his eyes.

"Well, we probably know what happened next. Are there any additional things?"

"Police Officer! I... although I have a criminal record, I really want to save her! Protect her..."

"Protection... do you know what protection is..." Carl seemed to be questioning and talking to himself.

For a girl, keeping the garbage person away from her and blessing her is protection.

If you can't give her happiness or make her happier, then stay away from her and protect her...

Carl came from the sadness - isn't he the same as the sluggish suspect in front of him? He suppressed all his thoughts about the girl he liked, and he still didn't know where the limit was.

"I have been thinking about it these days, thinking a lot... If... If... If I weren't just peeking at them, but really caring about them, maybe... 207 wouldn't die! That day, she ran back to the community. If... If... If I were not the one who disliked her, even if she was afraid in the middle of the night, I could protect her and stay with her for a while... she wouldn't die!" The listless young man said, pursing his lips and tears rolled down, "But she hates me, I'm afraid she will call the police to arrest me, so... I didn't guard her, I... I regret it... I always feel... I feel that I killed her, and I feel very guilty..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The beautiful girl died quietly.

The sluggish guy watching the death was as weak as a widow whose husband had just died.

He seemed to have endured for a long time, waiting for an outlet to vent and an opportunity worthy of congratulations.

Wait for someone who can listen.

Before this man took him away, he added a full of dog food to the regular feeder; this man promised him that as long as he was innocent, the law would be fair; this man was not close to him, and always advised him to be a good person and not steal anything again; this man would listen to him, without ridicule or sarcasm, believe him, and expose his clumsy lies.

...

Carl witnessed silently, and the listless young man cried silently.

The latter lowered his head and rubbed his tears on the sleeves of his hands.

Continue:

"Sir, yesterday... my elder brother passed away... that woman... my sister-in-law didn't let me go to the funeral, drove me out, scolded me... called me a thief, said I embarrassed them, said I was a good intention, and wanted to rob the inheritance... The parents left me the house, and they had a lot of opinions... Everyone hated me, and they were still talking badly about me in front of my nephews and nieces..." The sluggish young man returned to his excited repeater mode and said loudly:

"So officer! I want to be a good person! I want to save Flora! I can't let her die like 207! Please! Be sure to catch the murderer! It proves that I didn't do it! I will cooperate well!!"

A person who is not understood and cared about to the edge.

Carl's listening and dissuasion are open-minded trust and redemption.

The pale dog Carl is always easy to stir up the fire in the hearts of others.

"Well, I will definitely catch the murderer. Things that will move on the roadside. We will watch the surveillance. During the investigation, you have to..."

Before Carl finished speaking, Tracy's quick interruption came from his headset:
Chapter completed!