“Indeed.But the question is how she got hurt.”Murong Yuchuan's eyebrows were locked, imagining the situation at that time."The murderer hugged the victim, and the victim struggled desperately.Her hand must have caught something.”

“The killer’s knife?”

“Maybe.”Murong Yuchuan thought and denied this view."From the neat knife mouth on the neck, the murderer dropped the knife simply and quickly.The victim did not have time to react.Moreover, the marks on her fingers were not stab wounds, but were entirely caused by friction.”

Tang Jian interjected.“At that time, the murderer covered the victim's mouth, and the victim's instinctive response should be to open the murderer's hand and call for help."

“You are right.”Murong Yuchuan said.Then suddenly his body shook.

A vague thought broke into the mind.

What is it?

It was as if he were there, but he couldn’t hold it again.

The phone ringing suddenly.The idea of Murong Yuchuan was completely disturbed.

He pulled down his blood-stained latex gloves and pulled out his phone.“Which one?”

Silence.

On the other side of the receiver is just air.

Murong Yuchuan instinctively felt a cold Mori's breath passing.

It's not called by Liu, is it?

She sat on the couch without moving.Her soul seemed to be hiding in that broken body, and the mocking look at Murong Yuchuan.

y.

Another drop of blood slipped.

“Which one?”Speak—” Murong Yukawa almost shouted.

Everyone present was infected by his panic.His eyes focused on him.

Then the air in the microphone trembled—

Someone is stealing and laughing.

“Who are you?”

“Aren’t you... just looking for me?”The sound of an urn was slow.

Murong Yuchuan's nerves were instantly tense, and he made a quiet gesture to Tang Jian, and then opened the hands-free.

"Don't be surprised, my friend."Strange sounds came from the phone.The police present were shocked. Who speaks in such a way?

Tightly.

Strange.

Stupid.

Is he not human?

Many people turned their eyes to the body on the sofa.It’s not like a human voice.

"Hello."Murong Yuchuan tried to suppress the horror in his heart.

“Tian Yi-Tian-” came the owl-like laughter at the other end of the microphone.

“Why did you kill them?”

"I didn't kill them."The voice said slowly.“I left them to the land police officer, but unfortunately she did not do her duties as a police officer.”

“What?”Murong Yuchuan looked at Tang Jian in amazement.

He suddenly remembered that where Li Shuzhen and Chen Mengyao had been found, Lu Xiaotang was nearby.Did the killer do this to demonstrate against Lu Xiaotang?

Because of what?

Because Lu Xiaotang shot Chiffy that year?

If Tseifi is really dead, who is avenging her?

Is it Chiffy's death?

“Who are you?”

“The childish question.”

“Is the tidbit in your hands now?”Murong Yuchuan asked.

"You care a lot about people."

Murong Yuchuan was more or less at ease, and he had long felt that Lu Xiaotang's disappearance had nothing to do with the murderer.

“I have a little boy here.Just next to me.”

“Meiniko?” said Murong Yuchuan again.“You take her...” He couldn’t say anything below anyway.