Quick Wear: The Villain's Soft Beauty

Li Yanxing slightly side-glanced, as if he remembered something, curled his lips in a cold smile, staring straight at Gao Ye who was lying on the ground not far away. There was no pity or sympathy, only endless chill.

"How could I forget! There is a person on the ground."

He took a long step, strode to Gao Ye's side and squatted down, groping his body with his clean, slender hands, with an expression of disgust.

After a moment, Li Yanxing held the silver key between two fingers, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped it clean carefully.

Even the hand that had touched Takano rubbed the back of the handkerchief before throwing it away and turning to walk towards the last door.

"click"

There was a crisp sound as the key turned in the door lock.

Su Ruoru huddled on the bed, her petite body couldn't help but tremble. Her almond-shaped eyes were watery and bright, and she stared anxiously at the door through which a ray of light came.

The man was tall and approached the bed slowly with heavy footsteps.

Su Ruoru couldn't help but look up at him. Because of the light, she couldn't see him clearly. She called out uncertainly with trembling lips, "Ayan?"

Li Yanxing did not answer, but stood beside the bed and looked at her quietly.

His eyesight was excellent, and even in such a dim environment, he could still see clearly the scars on the snow-white neck exposed outside the quilt, which instantly stung his eyes.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes, and a chilling murderous aura immediately raged out from him, carrying with it a destructive aura.

Su Ruoru shuddered, wrapped the quilt tightly around herself, and moved again to the small corner of the bed.

very scary!

This is not at all like the gentle and reserved man he usually is.

Li Yanxing's face was gloomy. He just stared at her steadily, and spoke coldly word by word.

"He touched you? He touched you like I did!?"

Su Ruoru blinked her eyes, her face pale as she was startled by his cold words. Except for not entering the door, everything she should have touched was touched.

Seeing her silence, which was considered as her agreement to his question, his eyes darkened. He reached out and grabbed her ankle, dragged her in front of him, picked her up sideways, and strode out the door.

Su Ruoru looked at his cold and stern face, not daring to move at all. She buried her head in his arms, listening to the strong heartbeat in her ears, and felt the warmth slowly overflowing from her heart.

When passing by Gaoye, Li Yanxing couldn't suppress the anger in his heart when he thought of the person in his arms, who looked so fragile and was seen by him.

He raised his foot and stepped hard on Gao Ye's face. After crushing him a few times, he moved his foot away, threw a few weird photos of corpses on him, picked him up, and walked out of the door.

In the corridor, Cheng Muyang and Lin Feng ran over anxiously, followed by a large group of police officers.

Cheng Muyang's eyes were panicked, staring at the person in Li Yanxing's arms, "How is she?"

"No problem," the man uttered two words simply and clearly. He didn't want others to know the rest.

Lin Feng dodged and separated the two of them, and said to Li Yanxing: "Let me do it! A large number of media reporters have poured in outside. This incident has a serious and bad impact. It cannot be concealed. Your identity is not convenient."

Li Yanxing said nothing. He stared at the little person in his arms for a while, exhaled slightly, and then put her into Lin Feng's arms.

Lin Feng gently embraced her, handling her carefully as if she were a piece of fragile porcelain.

Seeing this, Cheng Muyang was still a little worried, so he ordered the medical staff standing nearby to follow Lin Feng and give Su Lulu a careful check of her body.

Then, he turned to look at Li Yanxing and said in a deep voice: "What's going on inside?"

"I took the opportunity to knock the man down. He was lying in the room. I also found many photos of his body."

Cheng Muyang frowned and asked, "Is it Lu Zhiyan from Lu Group?"

Based on the clues and evidence he had found before, he felt that the most likely murderer was Lu Zhiyan.

Li Yanxing shook his head in confusion, with an expression as if he couldn't recover from the shock, and said lightly: "No, a man I don't know."

Hearing this, Cheng Muyang couldn't help but widen his eyes. He felt strange and waved to the people behind him. He decided to go and see for himself before drawing a conclusion.

"Emperor Li, you should go back and have a rest. Leave the rest to us."

After leaving these words, the man strode inside with a group of police officers without looking back.

Li Yanxing had his back to them, his cold and sinister face flickering with expression. After a while, he curled his lips, smiled dangerously, and strode away at a leisurely pace.

He was like a ghost, walking in the quiet corridor, as if the god of death had arrived, terrifying and cold.

When Cheng Muyang led his men in, he immediately spotted Gao Ye lying at the door. With a quick glance, he saw the photos scattered on his body, like red maple leaves, gorgeous and bloody.

Looking inside, one could see doors that had been violently destroyed, some half hanging on the wall, and some lying directly on the ground. The scene was truly horrific.

"Protect the fingerprints at the scene, and take the people on the ground back after taking photos."

After Cheng Muyang finished speaking, he walked inside. His eyes were attracted by the only open iron and wooden door, so he walked in.

In the dim room, there were not many decorations or furniture. The only eye-catching thing was the two or three meter long bed.

His pupils constricted and he took two steps at a time, heading straight for the big bed.

He pulled out a purple searchlight and swept it towards the bed sheet, revealing various mottled traces of water intertwined together.

Cheng Muyang's dark eyes dimmed, and he understood everything in an instant. The hand holding the small lamp dropped down, and he looked a little decadent.

It took him a while to come back to his senses until he heard the police officer's voice at the door.

"Boss, have you found anything?"

As he spoke, the young policeman was about to come over.

Cheng Muyang's eyes suddenly widened with anger, and he turned sideways and yelled, "Don't come over here!!".

These words frightened the young policeman so much that he paused in his tracks. He stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing what was going on, and his voice trembled.

"Boss, what...what happened? Isn't there a bomb? I'm still so young and don't want to die! I have old people to take care of and young children to take care of..."

"Shut up!"

Cheng Muyang rolled his eyes at him speechlessly and said, "There are no bombs here. If you say another word, go back to the liberal arts department."

The young policeman breathed a sigh of relief when he heard there was no bomb, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately covered his mouth and shook his head.

Cheng Muyang ignored him, leaned over and pulled off the entire sheet, wrapped it up in a ball, held it in his arms, and walked straight past the young policeman and out.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

The young police officer followed behind, scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"Get a bio-genetic check."

The police officer's eyes lit up. Oh! How come he didn't expect that whoever the DNA showed was the murderer who forced the celebrity.

"But boss, isn't the murderer the man on the ground? Is there still a need to test?"

Cheng Muyang paused and said in a grim voice, "How did you get into the national department? You still want me to tell you this common sense."

“No matter what clues there are at a crime scene, or how obvious the answers are, they are all worth studying and discussing.

Often, the most obvious thing is what the real murderer wants us to see. If we go in the wrong direction and the victim is wrongly imprisoned for life, while the murderer is allowed to go unpunished, it will be a stain of guilt for our whole life and we are not worthy of wearing a police uniform."