Qin Mengke was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.
"Huh, you will know my skills when I cut a flower on your belly that day."
"Then I will definitely be ready at all times, but my requirements are relatively high. You'd better cut it more accurately when the time comes, otherwise I won't pay."
"............"
"Okay, I won't kid you anymore, have you discovered anything?"
"Not yet, but the initial estimate of the time of death should be within 12 hours. I won't know the details until I go back for an autopsy.
Speaking of which, the murderer was really ruthless. He actually killed four living people at will, and almost all of them were killed with one knife."
"One knife kills..."
"Yeah, oh, by the way, did you see the words on the wall in the living room? I think it's quite scary."
"What word?"
When he first came in, Yuan Chen only saw blood spraying all over the room, but he really didn't pay much attention to whether there was writing on any wall.
"I didn't expect that Captain Yuan would make omissions sometimes. It's rare!"
Qin Mengke smiled brightly, feeling very proud.
"I'm not Superman. Besides, if I hadn't been so negligent, how would you have had the chance to show off?"
"Humph, stop being so pretty, come with me."
She could accentuate her voice and show a look of disdain, but her steps were very brisk.
"Here, it's on that wall."
Yuan Chen looked in the direction of her finger. It was a wall on the west side of the living room. Directly in front of the wall was the sofa where Su Qigong was lying when he died. At this moment, he was still lying there, but he was no longer alive.
.
Directly above the sofa, a family photo hangs on the wall. In the photo, a family of five is sitting together happily, looking harmonious.
However, in just one night, the family was completely shattered, leaving only an old man who could not take care of himself.
On the originally white wall, there were nine more large characters written in blood:
"The rich are the public enemy."
"What do you mean by writing this, do you hate the rich?" Qin Mengke asked in confusion.
"Captain Yuan, I think this must be the work of some underworld organization. Haven't they been clamoring to kill all the rich people?"
At some point, that spirited young man appeared next to them again. He seemed to have regarded accompanying the leader as his main task.
"How to say?"
As soon as Captain Yuan asked for his opinion, the young man suddenly became energetic and began to speak with joy.
"Look at these footprints, they are messy and scattered all over the living room. You can tell at a glance that they must be the work of a gang of more than four people. This may be a newly formed murderous group."
Yuan Chen nodded diligently, but had no intention of speaking. He walked to a table, picked up a photo frame and looked at it carefully, as if he was thinking about something.
"Oh, Medical Examiner Qin, you are here too, so disrespectful."
Qin Mengke responded symbolically and leaned towards Yuan Chen without any intention of paying attention to him.
The two of them had a surprisingly tacit understanding this time.
Seeing that neither of them had any reaction, the energetic boy also became less energetic. He kept rubbing his hands and hesitated to speak.
The scene became very embarrassing for a while.
"How's your work going?"
It was Yuan Chen who broke the silence first. Maybe he saw how pitiful he was standing there alone and wanted to strike up a conversation with him.
"Team Yuan, don't worry, we have already collected the DNA at the scene and collected everything."
The young man reported his work status loudly, with a proud look on his face.
"But DNA doesn't seem to be of any use, does it?"
"What did you say?" The young man was stunned for a moment and even forgot to use honorifics.
Yuan Chen turned the photo frame in his hand and faced him.
"Just yesterday, this family celebrated the old man's 70th birthday. At least more than 20 people had entered the house. They would only have collected a bunch of useless fingerprints and DNA. Just to investigate them all would require at least
For more than a month, the murderers really picked a good day."
The young man nodded in understanding, and it did sound reasonable.
"Moreover, even though this place suffered such an attack, there were no traces of resistance on all the corpses, and..."
He pointed at the wall behind him, "I obviously wanted to express such a strong message, but I wrote it in neat block letters."
"So..."
"According to my judgment, the murderer is not the kind of gangster you mentioned. They are much smarter, more organized and planned than the gangsters, and obviously, their education level is higher.
"
............
In the toilet of a Western restaurant in Baiyan District.
Hao Weida stood in front of the mirror, straightened his tie carefully, sprayed some perfume on his cuffs, turned around, smiled confidently, and then walked out with satisfaction.
Today is an important day, be sure to stay calm!
You must be confident!
However, he still felt extremely nervous while sitting in his seat. He rubbed his feet under the table and could only relieve himself by drinking coffee. Anyway, there was no charge for refills. This was already his fourth refill.
.
Sitting opposite him was a young woman with a tall figure, long flowing hair, clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin eyes.
Her lips are as delicate as rose petals.
She was wearing a dark red dress today and looked very dignified.
"I heard that you work as a criminal police officer?" There was curiosity in the woman's voice, and she seemed to be quite interested in this profession.
"Yes."
"So your normal work must be very dangerous and very busy?"
"No, no, no, that's not the case." Hao Weida quickly put down the coffee cup in his hand.
"Actually, we are quite relaxed most of the time. We are not busy at all and not dangerous at all. You see, it has been more than a week and I haven't seen a single case yet."
After saying that, he showed that harmless and honest smile.
"Oh, that's right. That's great."
The woman pursed her lips, but hesitated to speak.
"Well, it might be rude to ask this when we meet for the first time, but I heard that you came to Jinghai City not long ago. Is the house ready?"
She leaned forward slightly and asked in a tentative tone.
"Ah, that..."
Hao Weida leaned back unconsciously, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and slowly lowered his head.
"I'm asking about it, but the annual rent for a house in Jinghai City is too expensive. I can't afford that much money at the moment. If I choose monthly rent, the monthly expenses will be too high...