I'm the man who wants to be the villain

Liu Shixu came to the office just after breakfast, when a round unknown object rushed towards him.

"Brother, it's not good, another murder case happened on West Street!"

Liu Shixu raised his left hand and slapped his furry head, which was only 1 cm away from him, "I've said it several times, don't talk so close to me."

"It's inertia." The little fat man rubbed his round head with only three hairs, and stood aside aggrieved.

"You still dare to talk back to me?" Liu Shixu kicked him on the ankle again, "What big brother, it's so ugly, it's like a gangster, you want to call me boss, do you understand?"

"Isn't the boss more like the underworld, not as good as the elder brother? It really is a small publicity of bad aesthetics."

"What are you muttering there, come here quickly!"

Another magazine flew over and hit the back of the head.

For three consecutive days, homicides occurred one after another in City H, distributed in different areas, but there were obvious commonalities between the three homicides, one of which was a blood-colored poppy that was so red that it turned black.

Liu Shixu flipped through the photos of the scene, and sure enough, he saw the blood-colored poppies blooming wantonly under the victim's elbow in the photos. The thick blood flowed into a trickle, and the victim's terrified distorted face could be seen the fear and pain before death. The great pain of being tortured.

"Pervert!" Wu Anli, the only girl in the serious crime team, looked at the brutal murder scene, even if it wasn't the first time she saw it, she still couldn't help cursing.

The murder method was cruel, and the victims were all tortured to death. This is the second commonality of the three murder cases.

"How can there be such a cruel person in the world, if you want to kill, just kill him, and you still torture people like this." The little fat man Guo Yongjun stared at his small eyes squeezed by fat, indignant.

"Fatty, what are you talking about! What do you mean just kill him, you idiot." Wu Anli glared at Guo Yongjun who was speechless.

"Oh, that's what it was."

"You say it again!"

"I……"

"Okay." Liu Shixu put down the photo and interrupted the quarrel, "Go and see the corpse."

"Yes Yes"

"Stuck" Wang Qing, who was standing behind the camera, said calmly, "Take a break."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Wang Qing's request to take a break, which proved that the previous pass was passed.

"Director Wang, you have worked hard."

The man who played Liu Shixu changed his ruffian appearance in the film, with a mature and comfortable smile on his face.

"Haha, you are still polite to me, you have worked hard."

Wang Qing laughed and patted him on the shoulder familiarly.

Gu Chi, a gold medal actor, won many awards such as the Golden Monkey Award in his early 30s. He is known as the box office guarantee of China Mobile. Every movie he starred in has received acclaim. His personality and acting skills are among the best in the industry. Qing cooperated with others and was called a "golden partner". Wang Qing felt that it was mainly because he was very comfortable with Gu Chi and scolded less. Which director doesn't like actors who co-produced with him.

Looking at the two chatting and laughing happily, the other actors couldn't help feeling that they really deserved to be the film kings, and it seemed that they were very pleased to be able to have such a friendly chat with the famous "Black Hades".

"Brother Qing, I'm more curious about the little brother who plays opposite me." Gu Chi propped one hand on the stand, looking at Wang Qing with a smile in his eyes, "It's actually something that our Director Wang can take seriously."

"You'll see it soon." Sitting behind the machine, Wang Qing rolled up his sleeves, "I'll give you 3 minutes to prepare for the next game."

"Hiding so tightly?"

"He's already here, but you didn't notice."

"Huh? Could it be that I'm too arrogant."

The mature actor showed a charming smile, his eyes were deep and affectionate: "Brother Qing, you can't put him in the cold."

"Oh." Wang Qing looked at his watch without raising his head, "There is still a minute and a half."

"Yes, mylord."

After the people left, Wang Qing looked to the corner of the backstage, where a figure was standing there, motionless.

"That kid's tone is really unique, tsk, it seems that he is really going to be lonely to death."

One and a half minutes later, Wang Qing hit the board on time.

Liu Shixu and the others came to the morgue. Even though they had seen the photos, they were still disgusted when they saw the corpse.

"Boss, this is the autopsy report."

Wu Anli resisted the urge to vomit in his stomach, and handed Liu Shixu the latest autopsy report.

"The deceased, Xu Jiaxian, female, 26 years old, 165cm tall and 54kg in weight, died between 3:19 and 1:00 on March 3, with severed injuries to the neck, severe damage to the cardiovascular system, and severe injuries to the limbs. Suture marks, blood loss of up to 00% of the body, rigor has been relieved, bright purple spots appeared on the back of the neck, and the cause of death was preliminarily determined to be excessive blood loss.”

"Anything else?"

"Also, the forensic doctor found that the DNA of the limbs on the corpse did not match the deceased's, as if... it was not the deceased's own."

"It's crazy, is it another case of perverted body dismemberment!" Guo Yongjun exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down, you idiot."

Liu Shixu walked to the side of the corpse, lifted the quilt, and inspected the corpse carefully, and suddenly found a string of numbers in the cochlea of ​​the corpse.

"2180"

"What's the matter, boss, what did you find?"

The two who were arguing heard Liu Shixu's voice, and immediately leaned over to see where his fingers touched.

A string of unobvious numbers appeared in front of them.

"2180?"

"What does it mean?"

"I know, it must be the clue left by the murderer!"

Guo Yongjun said without thinking about it after reading it, and as expected, Wu Anli rolled his eyes, "Why are you so sure that it was left by the murderer, maybe it was left by the deceased herself before she was alive."

"Are you stupid? Who would write such a small string of numbers behind their ears? It's obviously left by the marker pen, not engraved."

"Marker? Are you sure?"

"Definitely, otherwise it wouldn't be so vague."

"Could it be that the murderer really wrote it? Then why did the murderer write this?"

"do not know."

"Sure enough."

"Hey, Xu Anli!"

"Okay." Liu Shixu gave a shudder alone, and stared at them viciously, "Is this a mahjong parlor? Why are you arguing like eight wives? If you quarrel, you will be fired!"

"I'm sorry, boss."

"Guo Yongjun"

"In" the fat man immediately straightened his back, looking like he was ready for battle.

"Go and look up the deceased's information for me. I want detailed information. Don't use a few words to perfuse me."

"Yessir!"

"Wu Anli"

"Yes, boss!"

"Go and investigate who the deceased had been in contact with in the past week before his death, and then call out the surveillance video of the deceased's apartment for the past week and copy it to me."

"Okay, boss, I'll go right away."

After speaking, Wu Anli turned around and left.

"Hey, wait for me"

Liu Shixu rubbed his temples, and then turned his eyes on the dead man again, his eyes became unusually serious and serious.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket started to vibrate.

An unsigned text message danced across his screen.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

"Card!"

"Very well, everyone has worked hard."

The dignified atmosphere immediately changed after the "stuck" and became relaxed, but within a few seconds of relaxation, the next sentence caused wailing one after another.

"Again"

"what--"

Only Gu Chi, who was still standing under the light, maintained a serious face, looking at the bewildered actors with a smile in his eyes.

"You are still too young."

The figure in the corner finally moved, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

"Xiaoyu, you really have to say hello to Director Wang. It's very bad that you haven't said hello after you've been here for so long."

But it was still a firm back that answered Wu Qiu.

"No, he knows I'm coming."

"There's nothing you can do about it, it's the politeness of interpersonal communication, politeness!"

"Polite? Can I eat it?"

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I haven't updated in the past two days, I won't tell you that I'm going to marry my husband Song Joong Ki!

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