Wang Wei pushed him with his arm and said, "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and recharge her membership. It's not worth a lot of money."
Qu Mingcong remained silent.
It's not that he doesn't want to charge, he just thinks that the current trend is a bit subtle. Is it possible that... Qiao Yueying will ask him to pay when he is halfway through the reasoning and analysis of any case he investigates in the future?
"Okay..." Qu Mingcong opened the video software on his mobile phone and joked to himself, "Pay for knowledge."
Qiao Yueying immediately beamed and continued happily: "It is impossible for such a messy stab wound not to bleed. The only explanation for the lack of residual blood stains can only be that the cat abuser cleaned the cat and it was very clean. So,
There is a question here. Why did the other party clean a dead cat so carefully? Wouldn't it be better to just throw it away? My guess is that the other party did this to remove the bloody smell to the greatest extent to avoid being killed by someone.
Personally, I found that if the cat abuser lives alone, he can just wash it. Let’s make a bold assumption, is it possible that the cat abuser lives with the cat owner? If the cat disappears and the smell of blood remains in the house, it will be very disturbing.
Suspicious?"
Qu Mingcong frowned, "You mean... the person who abused the cat was Qin Lu's roommate or her live-in boyfriend?"
Qiao Yueying nodded, "Didn't you just say that there is aroma in the rotten smell of a dead cat? If the aroma can still remain after it has been dead for several days, it must be because the cat used a lot of body wash or shampoo during the cleaning process.
, and it is likely to be a brand used by women, as the fragrance of men’s toiletries is usually not too strong.”
"Wow... this is like peeling off a cocoon." Wang Wei sighed blankly, and when he recovered, he quickly raised his phone and said, "Xiao Qiao, can you say it again? I want to take a short video!"
"Don't make trouble." Qu Mingcong frowned and pushed him aside, "I will ask the client when he comes. Now there is no evidence, so I can only remind her in a circumstantial way."
Shao Jiaming's order still made him a little bit unhappy. It was not convenient for the office to meddle in other people's business, but if it was just a reminder that his roommates might abuse cats, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Qiao Yueying nodded and said, "Yes, when she comes, you can ask her if she has a bathtub at home."
"Bathtub?" Qu Mingcong thought for a while, "...I understand, as long as you hang the cat above the bathtub and open the shower head, the blood will naturally flow cleanly along the drain outlet of the bathtub, and it will be easy to rinse."
"But why did the other party do this?" Wang Wei couldn't help but interject, "If it's because of a psychological abnormality, we have killed so many stray cats outside, haven't we killed enough? Even the cats living under the same roof must be killed.
Aren’t you afraid of being discovered?”
"No~" Qiao Yueying immediately denied it and said slowly, "The person who killed the white cat is not the same person who killed the stray cats outside."
"Huh?" Wang Wei stared at the back of Qu Mingcong's mobile phone with his eyes wide open, "...can this also be analyzed?"
"It really doesn't look like it was done by the same person." Qu Mingcong frowned deeper as he recalled the dead cat found nearby, "Although they looked similar, they were both wet and had knife wounds, but the previous dead cat only had scratches on its skin.
The wounds on the white cat were very deep, and even the bones were broken in some places."
"Yes~" Qiao Yueying followed, "And the dead cats thrown into the trash can look like they are eager to be discovered, but this time the white cats were thrown in a more hidden place and packed in plastic bags
, although the plastic bag was later scratched by the drain cover."
"Why is it getting more and more weird the more I talk about it..." Wang Wei scratched the back of his head and said in confusion, "Then, let me confirm one thing first, let's just say...the current incredible situation, uh, shouldn't affect our money, right?"
Qu Mingcong was slightly stunned, "...it won't affect it."
When he came back to his senses, he found that he had been abducted by Qiao Yueying. An investigation firm only needed to investigate things that customers had paid for. As for other things, there was no need to pay too much attention to them.
At this time, the glass door was pushed open, and a young girl carrying a canvas bag stood at the door, smiling shyly at them: "Hello..."
"Oh, you're here to recognize the cat, right?" Wang Wei was very enthusiastic. He quickly took out the cardboard box from under his desk, put it on the coffee table, and then went to pour water for the customer. "There are lemon tea and green tea, which one do you want to drink?"
kind?"
"No need to bother." Qin Lu smiled sheepishly and walked to the coffee table, "I'll come and get the cat and leave."
She looked at Qu Mingcong, "Um...can you send me the photo? I won't open the carton."
"Sorry, wait a minute." Qu Mingcong was busy chatting just now and forgot to send photos to the customer.
He opened the photo album on his mobile phone, selected a few clear ones from the series of photos taken by Qiao Yueying, and sent them to Qin Lu via WeChat.
Qin Lu received the photo and opened it with a solemn expression. Then her face turned a little pale, but other than that, her expression did not change much.
"...Thank you." Qin Lu took a deep breath slowly, tried her best to show a polite smile to Qu Mingcong, then picked up the carton on the coffee table and prepared to leave.
"Miss Qin, please wait a moment." Even though he knew there was no need to meddle in other people's business, Qu Mingcong couldn't help but take a few steps closer to the other party...
He was slightly startled, and could vaguely smell a familiar aroma between his nostrils.
Qin Lu looked at him puzzled.
"Your cat..." Qu Mingcong adjusted his mood and took two steps towards the sofa. "Sit down first. There are some things I need to talk to you about your cat."
Qin looked confused and a little confused. He slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, putting down the cardboard box in his hand.
"Miss Qin, I would like to ask first, are you living in the school dormitory now, or are you living outside alone?" Qu Mingcong asked.
"My boyfriend and I are renting a house outside." Qin Lu looked at Qu Mingcong, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Does your boyfriend like cats?" Qu Mingcong asked again.
"It's okay..." Qin Lu hesitated and glanced at Qu Mingcong, "What do you mean? Do you think my cat was killed by my boyfriend? This is impossible, my boyfriend is not that kind of person.
.”
Qu Mingcong explained: "In addition to the smell of decay, cats also have a fragrance, which is very similar to the fragrance on your body."
"What's so strange about this? Because I'm not at home, I asked my boyfriend to give the cat a bath. He may have used the wrong shampoo and mistook my shampoo for pets." Qin Lu frowned and her expression began to show.
Displeased, "Do you think my boyfriend abuses cats based on this? I paid you to help me find the cat, and I didn't let you investigate my boyfriend like a prisoner!"
"Miss Qin..."
"Okay, stop talking, I don't want to hear a word!"
Qin Lu picked up the cardboard box and walked out angrily.
Wang Wei hurriedly ran forward to help her open the glass door, and apologized with a smiling face: "Sorry, sorry, we have good intentions, we really don't have any bad intentions. It's our fault for making you angry, please walk slowly..."
Screwed up.
Qu Mingcong thought so as he looked at Qin Lu's leaving figure.
But how can I put it, it doesn’t seem to be much of a surprise.
Qiao Yueying said on her mobile phone: "This Miss Qin is so suspicious."
Qu Mingcong let out a sullen breath and said calmly: "There are many suspicious things in the world, and not everything needs to be understood."
When I first entered the industry, I was always full of enthusiasm. When someone commented, I wanted to reply to ten comments. The end of each update would be filled with "author's words". Sometimes it was a cold joke, sometimes it was a funny dialogue theater, sometimes it was a funny dialogue theater,
Playing plot quizzes with readers, in short, will never be idle, but will seize every opportunity to interact with readers. Even if it is obvious that my writing is not good, I will not feel ashamed, because I am a newcomer, starting from zero, and having nothing.
Endless hope and possibility.
Then it gradually stopped working. It was a bit like the seven-year itch in a marriage. I was tired of many things and was tired. I used to get angry when I saw negative reviews, but now when I see negative reviews, I smile indifferently and it gets over.
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Sometimes I wonder why this is, is it because of numbness? Well, it seems to be a little numb, but the word numb is not that accurate. Maybe there is also a little disappointment in the numbness - after writing for so many years, it turns out that it is just
That’s it for writing to this extent.
It's the kind of disappointment you feel when you first graduate and enter the society thinking that you will make a big difference, but in the end you find that you are no more than a social coward.
I still have the kind of despair where I am very passionate about this matter, but God only gives me two or three points of ability.
Alas, God really sent me away like a beggar.
Sorry, I seem to have put myself into emo mode in the middle of the night.
(I have no objections to this book. I feel good about myself now and will continue to update until it is finished. Don’t get me wrong)
