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Chapter 280 Murderer

After hearing my words, Xu Yang's face immediately became serious, then he reached out and took out the pistol from his waist, and turned on the safety.

I glanced at Zhang Zhong, and he nodded to me. It was obvious that he could smell the smell of human blood.

We walked into the stairs, then walked up. When we reached the third floor, the smell of blood became even stronger.

I stopped and stood at the door of a house on the left, because the strong smell of blood came from here.

It's human blood, I'm sure.

"Is this right here?" Xu Yang asked me, holding up his pistol.

I nodded. Xu Yang didn't say anything, but took a step forward and kicked him down.

The community is an old community, and the door of this house is still an old-fashioned wooden door from more than ten years ago, not the current security door at all.

Xu Yang was very strong. As soon as he kicked down, the door was immediately kicked open by him.

When the door opened, the strong smell of blood immediately hit my nostrils.

We stood at the door, looking at the situation inside the room, and couldn't help but gasp.

I saw a man lying on the coffee table in the living room. The man was not wearing any clothes.

Since the coffee table was relatively short, it was impossible to let go of the man's body. His head was tilted upward, facing the door, with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, looking a little scary.

As a shady person, I knew the man was dead without even looking.

There was a large and shocking blood stain on the floor of the room. The man lying on the coffee table had a bloody mess between his legs. The thing had been cut off.

I thought that the piece of meat found below probably belonged to this man.

I glanced at Zhang Zhong, and he nodded to me and said, "That's him. He was the man who asked me to enter the underworld last night."

I walked in and saw that the man was dead and his body was a little stiff.

I thought of Zhang Zhong's words. He said that a couple entered the underworld yesterday, and I couldn't help but walk towards it.

The house was not big, just a two-bedroom apartment. I kicked open the doors of the other two rooms, but found nothing.

"it's here!"

At this time, Xu Yang's shout came from the bathroom, and we hurried over.

A woman's body was lying in the bathtub. She was not wearing any clothes. There were several horrific wounds on her neck and chest, which were obvious stab wounds.

A bloody dagger was placed next to the bathtub, which should be the murder weapon that killed the woman.

The woman's face was hideous, and the surrounding walls were covered in blood. It was obvious that the woman did not die immediately after being injured, but struggled in the bathtub for a while.

It's just that she was seriously injured and couldn't get out of the bathtub, so she left these marks.

There were several cigarette butts left at the bathroom door, probably left by the murderer.

Obviously, he did not leave after stabbing the woman, but stayed at the door watching the woman struggle painfully, and finally drained the last drop of blood from her body and died.

I took a deep breath, this scene was a bit disgusting.

When I think of the murderer standing at the door last night watching the woman struggle until she died, I feel a little chilly in my heart.

That guy must be an extremely twisted pervert, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

I glanced at the window and saw a glass cup on the windowsill with half a glass of water in it.

I walked over and touched the teacup with my hand. It was still very hot. It was obvious that the murderer had not been away for long.

I looked outside through the window. Below was Shangyang Street, and the police were busy below.

I frowned, the murderer was standing here just now, seeing everything clearly.

That guy must have felt a sense of accomplishment as he looked at the busy policeman.

I turned around, picked up a stool, and threw it towards the unoccupied area below.

There was a bang, and all the policemen below looked up.

I waved to Jiang Zheng, and he immediately understood that there was a problem here, and rushed towards the street with a few policemen.

"The murderer should still be in this building, let's look for it!" I turned around and said to Xu Yang and Zhang Zhong.

The water in the cup is still hot to the touch, which proves that the murderer has just left.

We didn't see anyone coming down when we came up, which proves that the murderer is still in this building.

Xu Yang is an old policeman. When he heard what I said, he immediately came to the door, then turned to me and said: "He's up!"

Zhang Zhong and I walked to the door and looked along Xu Yang's hand, and sure enough we saw a faint shoe print on the stairs.

The shoe prints were from upstairs, with a faint trace of blood, but you couldn't tell if you weren't paying attention.

We immediately followed the shoe prints upwards, and the footprints went all the way up to the top floor.

When I got to the top floor, I opened the unlocked iron door, and then I saw an old man with white hair sitting on the edge of the roof, looking at us with a faint smile.

The old man didn't show any panic when he saw us, as if he had expected us to come and was waiting for us.

"It came quite quickly. The police are much better at handling cases now than before." The old man said to us calmly.

"Did you kill all the people below?" I looked at him and asked him.

Xu Yang raised his pistol and pointed the muzzle at the old man.

But facing the black muzzle of the gun, the old man didn't seem to care. Instead, he nodded to me and said: "I killed him, I killed them all. I also killed that little girl twelve years ago.

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At this time, the old man in the massage room was lying comfortably on the big girl's bed and watching TV. There was the sound of cooking and the aroma of cooking coming from the kitchen.

Smelling the aroma of the food, the old man was very satisfied. Not only was this big girl good at cooking, but she was also considerate and her cooking skills were amazing. It seemed that she would go to Liangcheng more often in the future.

"Brother, the food is ready. Come and have something to eat." A girl's voice came from outside.

The old man climbed up on the bed and walked out.

I saw a woman sitting at the table with a bottle of white wine open. There were four dishes on the table.

A dish of fried pork with chili pepper, a dish of braised pork, a dish of pepper egg, and a fried peanut.

Although they are all home-cooked dishes, the aroma is fragrant and the food makes people want to eat.

The old Taoist sat down with satisfaction, and the woman poured him a glass of wine.

The old Taoist picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp, and his body suddenly became hot.

The old man glanced at the woman and couldn't help but grab her twice more on her voluptuous body, which made the woman laugh.

"Brother, eat something first, or you won't be able to bear it anymore." The woman slapped the old man's hand in a coquettish way.

The old Taoist laughed twice, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

The meat juice suddenly exploded in your mouth.

"Smells, this meat is so delicious!" The old Taoist couldn't help but raise his finger to the older girl.


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