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"Boss, another child nuè murder case!" A few days later, Jia Xiaojia received a call, his face changed drastically, and he immediately reported to Zheng Jing.

Zheng Jingteng stood up, picked up his coat, put it on, and walked out: "Let's go to the scene!"

The scene of the crime this time was an unoccupied house in an old block. It was said that the tenants had just moved out half a month ago, and no new tenants had been found yet.

It was the landlord himself who found the scene. Since there were tenants coming to see the house in the morning, he wanted to take a look first to see if there was anything that needed to be cleaned, but he didn’t expect to open the door. What he saw was a bloody scene, and he was terrified on the spot. paralyzed.

"The child's eyes were still gouged out, there were multiple fractures on the child's body, and one hand was cut off, and then..." the forensic doctor said with a straight face and the preliminary inference of the on-site autopsy, "these two words were written with that hand. "

In front of Zheng Jing, there were two bloody words on the floor: useless.

Beside the words, the child's severed hand was casually discarded, and the fingers were still stained with his own blood.

The pair of eyes were placed next to the child's body, and they were so dark that they didn't know what they were looking at.

"Carefully investigate and collect evidence in this room, and compare it with the previous one." Zheng Jing squeezed out this sentence from between her teeth, strode out of the room, and took a deep breath.

Because the place where the crime happened was densely populated this time, it can be seen that many people gathered around trying to find out something inside. There were surprises and fears on their faces, and they were talking quietly in twos and threes.

Zheng Jing's appearance and her performance naturally sparked a small wave of discussion.

However, Zheng Jing didn't care about these things. In fact, when she took a deep breath, she also scanned all the people gathered around to observe here, including their looks, expressions, and even their eyes.

Among these crowds, Zheng Jing saw a man who seemed to be physically strong.

He was turning around, he seemed to have no interest in the crime scene, and walked out slowly.

Zheng Jing's heart trembled, and she immediately walked towards that person quickly, but was stopped by someone just as she stepped out.

"Hello, police officer, are you the person in charge of this case? Is the murderer a serial murderer who targeted children? Is there anything you want to say to the general public about this case? Has the police already found out about the criminal? Follow up leads?..."

Two or three reporters completely blocked Zheng Jing's way. They pushed each other and handed the microphone to Zheng Jing, and then they were pulled away by the police officers who came after hearing the sound.

However, in just this short time, the man had already blended into the crowd and disappeared.

Annoyed in Zheng Jing's heart, she looked at the few reporters who were unwilling to get close to Zheng Jing, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said bitterly: "The police will try their best to find the murderer as soon as possible, but the premise is that there is no media to hold him. The microphone hastily blocked the way!"

……

"...So, you were scolded and kicked out of the investigation team?" Xia Qing stated the facts while peeling an apple.

Although half a day had passed, Zheng Jing was still tangled up in a ball because of Xia Qing's words: "I was really angry at the time." She looked up at Xia Qing, but her goal was the half apple she handed over, and finally she had to accept it. However, he took a hard bite.

Apple made a crisp sound in Zheng Jing's mouth, and Zheng Jing somehow felt relieved and relieved: "It's not that I can't participate in the case at all, but I'm no longer the person in charge."

"Yeah, you have to follow the arrangement of the person in charge, and the new person in charge happens to be that macho guy who has a grudge against you." Xia Qing's stabbing was clean and neat.

"..." Zheng Jing felt that the matter of biting an apple to vent her anger suddenly became useless, "It's not really a matter of enmity." But she was indeed sent to run errands, and then took Xiao A, Xiao B and Qiao Yue with her. , the four people in the fourth group were thrown aside, and they only said to try to find any clues, but they couldn't even participate in the discussion meeting of the case.

"Then what do you do next?" Xia Qing glanced at Zheng Jing and frowned slightly.

Zheng Jing didn't notice the slight change in Xia Qing's expression, and only thought about the question she asked: "I plan to find other clues to follow up with Xiao A and Xiao B. Fortunately, the forensic doctor is familiar with me. knew."

Although, there is no difference between knowing and not knowing, the murderer did not leave anything to trace.

Xia Qing stood up.

She poured a glass of water, turned around and entered her private room, but when she came out after a while, a dry wicker that came out of nowhere was inserted into the glass of water.

Zheng Jing watched Xia Qing walk back in surprise.

Then----

Raising the willow stick, shook the water off Zheng Jing's face.

Chapter 120 The Child's Eyes ([-])

"Repel evil spirits." Facing Zheng Jing's surprised eyes, Xia Qing explained very calmly, "Since I have been in and out of such a vicious place, it is inevitable that I have some evil spirits on my body. I can wash some of it away with this water."

"..." Although she has accepted the definition of ghosts in this world, Zheng Jing always feels delicate when she sees this "superstitious" behavior being imposed on her.

Especially Xia Qing, who was talking about warding off evil spirits, just put things on the table with just a couple of shakes, it really didn't seem like he took it seriously.

"Are you still going to the police force?" Xia Qing changed the subject again.

Surprisingly, Zheng Jing shook her head this time and stretched her waist: "The people in the group are still very capable, so I asked Xiao A and Xiao B to go back and have a good rest for a night, so that they can get enough Jing." God will look for clues tomorrow."

Xia Qing glanced at Zheng Jing in a little surprise, thought for a while, and nodded solemnly: "I won't go to work tomorrow, so I'll stay tonight."

Isn't tomorrow a working day? Why don't you go to work?

Zheng Jing was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at Xia Qing: "Is something wrong? Or is she feeling unwell?" Looking at Xia Qing's appearance, she didn't seem to be feeling unwell. Did something unpleasant happen in the office? Crowded? The more Zheng Jing thought about it, the more nervous she became.

Xia Qing could see some of Zheng Jing's thoughts from her tone and expression, and couldn't help laughing.

My girlfriend is really interesting sometimes.

Seeing that Zheng Jing was interrupted by her own laughter and looked over inquiringly, Xia Qing put her hands on her shoulders with a half-smile: "Why, don't let me miss you?"

The few words Xia Qing said were extremely ambiguous, and Zheng Jing's ears immediately turned red.

But Xia Qing only said this, and it was getting late, so she turned around and went into the bedroom.

Zheng Jing, who was left in the living room, looked at the door, then at the bedroom door, thought for a moment, and finally followed Xia Qing all the way in.

As the bedroom door closed, the light in the living room dimmed.

I don't know how long it has passed. Xia Xuan, who was playing outside, finally came back. As soon as she entered the window, she smelled the smell she didn't like. She wrinkled her nose and curled her lips in disdain. She planned to go through the living room and go back to her tablet to sleep. Great sleep.

However, when she walked into the living room, she suddenly felt an uncomfortable sense of oppression, and looked sensitively at the coffee table.There was nothing on it, only the willow branch Xia Qing used to throw water on Zheng Jing and the glass of water were still there.

It was Xia Qing's thing, Xia Xuan could tell, so she could only hold on to the uncomfortable feeling, moved a little bit along the wall farthest from the coffee table, across the living room, and rushed back to her tablet as if fleeing--- -The outside world is still too scary.

In the end, Xia Qing and Zheng Jing went out early the next morning.

It was Xia Qing who drove Zheng Jing to the police force.

"Zheng Jing, after sending you to the police force, I will go back to the old house with sister Lin to find something, and I may not come back in two or three days." As the car started, Xia Qing also spoke.