This sentence completely aroused Jia Nan's doubts.

There must be some secret hidden in Wenjie, and Jia Nan is convinced of this.

So Jia Nan raised his head, with eager anticipation in his eyes.

He was waiting for Wenjie to reveal the answer.

Wenjie suppressed the uneasy emotions in his heart, and those hesitations disappeared when he met Jia Nan's eyes: "My father was murdered by you when I was 5 years old. And I also killed you a few days ago.

My brother Jia Song..."

So the me you saw as a child is no different than what you see today.

In fact, you committed a serial murder because you were jealous of witnessing the murder of Jia Sui. The murdered were all young men who looked very similar to me... Regarding these, you may..."

Every word of Wenjie's words hit Jia Nan's heart. His expression quickly changed from the shock when he first heard it to one of astonishment. The corner of his mouth twitched and he sighed in disbelief: "You...how did you

You even know my dreams!”

Jia Nan has been having dreams for the past three years, dreaming of various young men being killed. The incomplete images and illogical fragments in the dreams made it impossible for him to connect the events completely.

But even in his dream, he received a strong hint: those boys were all killed by him.

One after another at midnight, he woke up from nightmares, his clothes soaked in cold sweat, and his whole body was wrapped in guilt.

He looked down at his hands. These slender hands with clear joints were still so beautiful, as if they could dance gracefully in front of the piano, and strings of beautiful notes would flow out.

However, he clearly felt that it was a variation of condemnation, the cry of those bodies that had been deprived of their lives.

How could he kill those unrelated people?

The horrified expression fixed on Jia Nan's face was captured in Wenjie's eyes.

This was something he had not expected. The reason why he paused while talking was because he was not sure whether Jia Nan would have any impression of these things after his life path had been corrected.

After all, Jia Nan is not him. It is more likely that Jia Nan has no idea about those things.

Showing contempt and disdain, he even cursed: "You must be sick."

It's all possible.

Wenjie smacked Jia Nan's words: "Dream."

Dreams are projections of the subconscious mind, which means that the subconscious mind may retain impressions after systematic correction.

The last time I encountered this situation, it was Yang Shan who deleted it.

After Yang Shanshan exited the system, she remembered him and always dreamed of him.

There was a bug in the system that time.

Jia Nan can have a subconscious mind, is it also a system bug?

Who brought out the physical objects in the system?

What could it be?

Thinking of this, Wenjie looked around subconsciously...

"What are you looking for?" Jia Nan has been observing Wenjie carefully since he listened to Wenjie's words.

He became more and more interested in Wenjie. What Wenjie just said seemed to have magic power, capturing his heart.

Wenjie told him that he understood childhood without a father... That was a few days ago, and he did not kill Wen Tianyi at that time.

But Wenjie experienced the pain of losing his father at the age of five.

He survived his entire childhood without the protection of his father until he reached adulthood.

The Wen Tianyi he killed was indeed only in his thirties, which means he killed Wen Tianyi 19 years ago.

This happened just a few days ago.

This... Jia Nan scratched his head, this was too complicated and difficult to understand.

But it really happened.

Then he also believed that what Wenjie said was true: Wenjie killed Jia Song also happened some time ago, and the Wenjie he saw when he was a child was the Wenjie he saw some time ago.

Probably not more than a month.

Jia Nan thought hard, and his red and swollen face showed a look that was not commensurate with his age. In the end, he seemed to have grasped the key points of the incident, and there was a little hope in his eyes, as if soaked in starlight.

"Wenjie, you have a way to save Jia Song! You must have a way!"

He is indeed a smart man. Wenjie glanced at Jia Nan's gleaming eyes, and a feeling of admiration appeared on his face.

Wenjie stared at Jia Nan for a moment and started the system impatiently.

【System startup】

[Please select patch type:...]

【Remodeling type】

Wenjie didn't have time to look carefully, he just wanted to quickly skip these fixed formats like system opening advertisements.

〖Soon the system screen appeared in front of Wenjie's eyes: antique chandelier, rose red sofa, frosted glass cup on the coffee table...〗

Damn! I’m back at the scene of Yang Shanxun’s murder.

The woman who was murdered in Ye Wenqian's home was identified as Yang Shanshan. However, due to insufficient evidence, it could not be combined with Wenjie's poisoning case. There is not enough evidence to support Wenjie's suspicion, so it is still under investigation...

Jia Nan saw Wenjie sitting on the ground, as if he was in trance.

She was looking forward, but not looking at him. Her eyes seemed to pass by him and focus on him in another time and space.

He did not dare to disturb and watched silently.

〖Wenjie in the picture quickly picked up the frosted glass on the coffee table, found a towel to wrap his hand in, opened the door and went directly upstairs from the walking staircase.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the "ding" of the elevator downstairs. It was the police who had arrived at Ye Wenqian's house.

It is not advisable to stay here for long, the police will soon start searching here...

There is a camera in the elevator, where should I hide?〗

Wenjie in real life glanced at Jia Nan and suddenly asked: "Jia Nan, where did you hide after you attacked Yang Shanshan?"

When Jia Nan heard this, he was stunned and hesitated in his heart whether to answer Wenjie.

Doesn't saying that mean admitting that he killed Yang Shanshan?

"Hurry up, it's too late!" Wenjie listened to the noise at Wenqian Ye's house downstairs, and the knocks on the door gradually sounded, and the police seemed to have begun to investigate.

Urged by Wenjie, Jia Nan closed his eyes and murmured: "1702, knock on the door five times, four times, three times in a row."

Wenjie quickly ran down the stairs, opened the door and slid into the fire door of Room 1702.

As soon as the heavy fire door was closed, the voice-activated lights also turned dark.

Wenjie took a deep breath and began to knock on the door rhythmically with his fingers.

Bang bang bang bang... bang bang bang... bang bang bang... bang bang bang...

Seeing that there was no movement, he suppressed the intense heartbeat in his chest and listened intently to the movements of the police upstairs.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door. It was obvious that the police were asking about the situation one by one.

Wenjie in reality glanced at Jia Nan and asked eagerly: "What should I do if no one opens the door?"

"Keep knocking, it's the same pattern." Jia Nan rolled his eyes slightly and added after thinking: "You call the faceless man through the intercom."

Damn, there was an intercom and I was asked to knock on the door.

Knocking on the door would easily attract the attention of the police. Wenjie cursed inwardly.
Chapter completed!