Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 710 Who is the murderer 3
Regarding Qingcheng's apparently perfunctory answer, Zhuang Lin's eyes flickered to explore, but Qingcheng ignored Zhuang Lin's gaze.

Turning his head to glance at the corpse that had been carried into the car, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he laughed, "Mr. Zhuang, in order to show your help to me last time, I would like to treat you to a meal, I don't know, have you time!"

Zhuang Lin didn't refuse yet, but Li Shan who was beside Zhuang Lin was the first to shout eagerly, "No!"

Qingcheng squinted her eyes, with a smile on her face, and gave Li Shan a meaningful look, while Zhuang Lin wrinkled her eyes, and glanced at Li Shan remindingly, causing a guilty conscience to flash across Li Shan's face, and she flinched Head, looking at Zhuang Lin, seemed to explain to Zhuang Lin.

"Brother Zhuang, regarding the death of the deceased, don't you suspect that she did not commit suicide, but homicide, and you still want to go to the police station?"

Li Shan's words made Zhuang Lin lick his lips. He knew why Qingcheng invited him to dinner. It was entirely the death of An Wuchen, the young master of the An family, who was suspected by the An family as the murderer. Chu Xia was suspicious, but there was no evidence, so he helped her.

Glancing at Qingcheng, Zhuang Lin's expression softened slightly, with an apologetic look on his face, "Miss Yun, you don't have to be so polite, everything I do is my responsibility. As for eating, I'm afraid I don't have time during this time. The serial killer case is still going on." Until the real culprit is found out, I won't let my mind rest for a day!"

As he said that, Zhuang Lin was a little worried.

Zhuang Lin's refusal caused Li Shan, who was a little disappointed, to have a smile on her face instantly. She looked at Qingcheng with a flash of complacency in her eyes, as if she was showing off like Qingcheng again.

Qingcheng ignored Li Shan's emotions, glanced at Zhuang Lin, and nodded, "Since Mr. Zhuang said so, then I will not force it. Mr. Zhuang is free, I have something to do, so I will go first!"

Qingcheng's words were also polite, as he said that, he turned and left, but when he turned and left, he squinted his eyes and raised his head to glance at the floor that belonged to Qi Yunxia's residence.

Qingcheng left the gate of the community, and did not go back, but ate outside, and in the evening, he was going to see Qi Yunxia's house.

The night gradually diffused, and the stars in the sky flickered slightly, like dazzling diamonds, shining brightly. In the dark night, occasional unknown winds brushed by, driving the long hair.

Qingcheng quietly came to the downstairs of Qi Yunxia's house. Qi Yunxia lived on the third floor before his death. He was not tall, but he was not short. Healthy and flexible, it is not difficult for her to follow the window and grope to the third floor.

During the day, Qingcheng looked at the windows of the building. Next to the windows, there was a narrow balcony. It was very easy to go up to the balcony on the third floor and enter the house.

Holding the mobile phone, shining in the dark night, looking at the furnishings in the room, this is a small suite, the interior furnishings are very ordinary, simple, but with a touch of elegance.

Tables, sofas, TVs, beds... A series of furniture remained intact, and Qingcheng walked directly to the bathroom where the host committed suicide.

Under the light of the mobile phone, the smooth and fast floor reflected a white and shining light, and the shadow of the body appeared dwarfed on the ground.

There are puddles of fresh blood on the ground near the bathtub, and in the bathtub, there is a pool of blood-red, viscous, bright red liquid. The sound of the faucet ticking seems a little strange in the quiet room. .

From the outside through the gap of the window coffin, occasionally a slight gust of wind blows in, yes, the back feels cold, and all this is frightening and gloomy.

Qingcheng looked indifferent, squatted down, looked around the bathroom with the light of the mobile phone, and the thoughts in his mind were also tumbling at the same time.

The bathroom was too clean, except for blood, there was almost no hair, but it was because it was too clean that Qingcheng suspected that it was abnormal.

Qingcheng squinted her eyes, her eyes flickered, and what Zhuang Lin said when she first concluded that Qi Yunxia had committed suicide, combined with the scene when she saw Qi Yunxia die before she entered the host's body, the man who appeared , and why is the host so sure that Qi Yunxia was killed?

Qingcheng squinted her eyes, she wanted to find the real cause of Qi Yunxia's death, and also to find that man, but she saw that man, and that man, she only remembered his figure, but did not see his appearance, but, that man, It seems that he has a close relationship with Qi Yunxia.

What made Qingcheng puzzled was, why did that man create a scene where Qi Yunxia committed suicide after he had been here, and, moreover, did not leave even the slightest trace?

Qingcheng pondered for a few seconds, walked out of the bathroom, and looked around at other places in Qi Yunxia's residence, but found nothing unusual, but, on the host's bedside table, she saw a photo frame of a teenager.

The boy stood under the mottled tree with a bright smile on his face. He opened his mouth and smiled broadly. When he smiled, he showed two cute canine teeth. He had dimples on his face. He was wearing a school uniform. The whole person is full of youthful publicity and liveliness.

This young man is Ji Liusi, the target of the master's revenge!

As soon as she saw this boy, Qingcheng knew who it was. Just as she was about to put down the photo frame, she accidentally dropped it to the ground. With a loud crash, the fragile glass photo frame outside was smashed to pieces.

A look of pity flashed across Qingcheng's eyes, she was squatting down, picking up the photo inside, and accidentally saw a sentence written in ink on the back of the photo.

If possible, I would rather be in a dream forever and never wake up!
The graceful handwriting, at the end of the word "lai", looks a little elongated, and the handwriting is also a bit thick.

If it is inexplicable, it seems that the strong emotions inside can be seen through here.

powerless, sad...

Qingcheng squinted her eyes, cleaned up the shards of glass and photos on the ground, removed the traces in the room, and left the room.

This is an ordinary community. Outside the first district, there is a night market. There are many people setting up various stalls on the side of the street.

Qingcheng passed by a barbecue stall and was about to leave, when she saw a familiar straight back, with his back to her, sitting on the table, drinking a glass of wine.

Seeing this figure, Qingcheng was slightly surprised, a light flashed in his eyes, he raised his legs and walked towards the man.

Under the slightly dim light, the handsome man, with a flushed face, a little cloudy eyes, and a somewhat decadent expression, was holding a beer bottle and drinking in one gulp.

Even if Qingcheng sat across from him, the man didn't seem to notice, and continued to drink his own.

(End of this chapter)