, the key point to consider is the characteristics, rather than the availability of the ‘substitute.’ In other words, there must be some kind of similarity between the cats and the person he actually wants to murder.
It’s the same as how the victims of many serial killer cases have something in common.
The common trait of the victims of the 809 serial killer case was that they’re ‘beautiful,’ and it was later proven that the murderer did have a complex about beautiful women because of someone.”

As Xie Lin spoke, the taillights of the car in front of them illuminated his face through the windshield, the strong light casted a shadow on his face, covering his light brown, perpetually smiling eyes.

He continued to speak: “I think our thoughts are roughly the same.
Do you also think…… The size of a cat is similar to that of a baby?”


Now Chi Qing knew why he rushed out with him.

Compared to his surprise at Xie Lin’s keenness, Chi Qing was even more surprised by his line of thinking.
If not for him accidentally touching Li Guangfu’s hand, he would have never connected the cats to the baby no matter what.

People who can come up with this idea are no less dangerous than the event itself.

Chi Qing didn’t have time to dwell on this fact.

Haimao was just across the next street, what to do in a moment was the most important thing right now.

“You can’t enter before figuring out what the situation is inside,” Xie Lin connected all the pieces together in a short amount of time, suddenly saying: “Do you know how to pretend to be the property owner.”

Chi Qing: “?”

Xie Lin: “You can just say ‘Hello, I’m the property owner, I called you just now,’ say it once to try.”

“Hello,” Chi Qing shoved his hands in his coat pockets, not even lifting his eyelids, showing off his acting skills that were slowly sinking in the entertainment circle, and said flatly, “I’m the property owner.”


Xie Lin was speechless.

Chi Qing: “Is there an issue?”

“Nevermind, those who don’t know would think you’re his father,” Xie Lin commented fittingly, “Leave this job to me.
Stand on the side later, just don’t let him notice you.”

Chi Qing: “……”

Haimao Community.

Building 12, Floor 5.

The brick-red door was shut tightly, with old couplets pasted on the sides of the door.
Since many years had passed, all four corners of the couplets had rolled up.

The furniture in the house had been arranged a few years ago, with obvious traces of life in the room.

There were two bedrooms and one living room in the house.
The living room was not only a place for activity, but also a study room for the children to do their homework.

One room was manually divided by a screen, where a baby who was only half a year old was lying.
At the moment, the baby was crying loudly.
He seemed to sense that there was danger approaching him.
His entire body was red from crying, his little hands clenched into fists as they waved wildly in the air.


The baby cried for a while.

But the boy standing next to the crib watching silently had no reaction.

The boy was still wearing the uniform of a nearby junior high school.
Although the crib hid what was below his waist, a silver light could be seen vaguely through the few wooden railings.

In the boy’s hand, he held a new serrated knife tightly.

He stared at the baby’s delicate neck, his gaze slowly drifting lower, finally landing on the baby’s heaving chest, between the 2nd and 5th ribs.

As he lifted his wrist, slicing open his younger brother’s soft and delicate flesh bit by bit, the blood slowly gushed out, staining the sharp, interlaced knife teeth.

Through the distinctive feeling, the boy could feel that this wasn’t a cat, but human flesh.
His wrist trembled with excitement, but just as the knife cut through skin, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He waited for a moment, but the people outside the door seemed to know that he was home, and the doorbell rang for a while without stopping.

“Hello?” He walked to the door with the knife.

“Property owner,” the man outside the door’s voice sounded rather carefree, “I received a complaint, you guys think it’s too noisy upstairs.”

The boy opened the door a crack, meeting a pair of smiling eyes.

The man continued: “I just spoke with the residents upstairs.
They said it might be a sound insulation problem, they’ll pay attention to it in the future……” The man paused once he said this, “Is your brother still crying?”

The sound of the baby crying was very clear.

The boy slowly clenched the knife behind his back.
After the phone call just now, there was no doubt, he anxiously wanted to close the door: “He might be hungry.”

Just as the door was about to close, Xie Lin’s hand reached into the gap between the door and the door frame, his fingers suddenly tightening, pressed against the gap firmly.

While he was pushing through the gap, Chi Qing, who could only stand on the side because he wasn’t qualified to act as the property owner, simply lifted his foot and kicked the door open— when he kicked open the door, his hands were still in his pockets and the expression on his face didn’t change at all.

Chi Qing looked like someone who had come to the door with a younger brother to pick a fight, urging a cold tone after kicking the door: “Hurry up.”

Because of Chi Qing’s one move, Xie Lin had room to move around, immediately entering the room.

Compared with a grown man, a twelve or thirteen year old boy did not have the advantage of strength.

It took the boy a few seconds to realize that he still had a knife in his hand after he was thrown to the ground, but by the time he realized, his wrist had been held down firmly by Xie Lin.

Xie Lin took the blood-stained knife out of the boy’s hand, and after confirming the baby’s injuries, he finally had time to respond to Chi Qing’s urging: “……What I just said was not precise enough.
You’re not like his father, you’re like a debt collector.”

The author has something to say:

……Yesterday’s reflection wasn’t deep enough.

I will continue to reflect ORZ

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