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The tranquility of the morning was broken by a scream.

Song An opened his scarlet eyes, moved his stiff limbs carefully, and then slowly climbed off the bed.

When he opened the door, he saw the petite and dainty No. 7 sitting on the ground, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, her eyes full of frightened tears.

Even though there was still a distance, he could already smell a strong smell of blood.

Song An walked over, first glanced at the badge on the door, it was a spear, a flag and a snake.If his guess is correct, this house should correspond to Eliog, No. 72 among King Solomon's 15 demon gods.

Apparently, Number 5 was in the wrong room.

He only glanced inside, but couldn't help but look away, because the scene at the scene was really terrible.

No. 5's originally agile eyes lost their brilliance. Although they were still open, they seemed to be covered with a cloudy gray film.He was apparently strangled with his own scarf wrapped around his neck.

But what is even more frightening is that his body was split into two halves of almost the same length. The incision was so smooth that one wanted to wonder what kind of tool and strength could do this.

The pink intestines mixed with brown blood flowed all over the bed, exuding a strong stench.The lower body is placed on top of the upper body to make some kind of disgusting suggestion.

Song An felt the creeps, but a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered the dossier he saw with Lei Qier.

The death method of No. 5 was exactly the same as that of the victim in the case Adam pursued. That beautiful girl also suffered such cruel treatment.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stepped forward, suppressing the strong smell of blood, and inspecting the corpse.

It obviously takes a lot of strength to strangle each other from behind, and this kind of intimacy of enjoying the victim's death at close range is a kind of psychological satisfaction for the murderer.

The cutting of the corpse and putting it in such a shape represents the murderer's hatred and humiliation of the victim.

However, he remembered that it was stated in the file that the victim had not been raped, which meant that the murderer had no need for the victim in this regard.

While thinking, everyone gathered together.

When No. 3 saw this scene, he was the first to attack Ruan Yuan: "Didn't you tell No. 5 which door to enter? Why does this happen!"

Ruan Yuan curled his lips innocently, and didn't take No. 5's death seriously at all: "He won't listen, what can I do, I can't press his head and force him to live where he should live."

No. 3 was at a loss for words, so he could only stare at him suspiciously for a while, but after all, he couldn't find any reason to refute.

But Song An suspected that Ruan Yuan did it on purpose.He also saw through the secrets of the room, but wanted to test the consequences of doing so, so he simply took No. 5 as a test object.

I have to say, this little fox is really quite ruthless.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

After Rachel got up, she saw them all gathered in front of a room, and walked over strangely.

Emily made a cross on her chest lightly, and compassion flashed in her beautiful blue gem-like eyes.

"Someone died. It was the detective who came with us."

Rachel was startled, and immediately put her hands on her waist habitually, but found that she didn't have a gun.

But so many people gathered here, it proved that the murderer was gone.She strode over, entered the room and checked the situation, but frowned slightly and scanned everyone sharply.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where's the body?"

Song An was taken aback for a moment, it was clear that Lei Qier was standing next to the corpse, with blood stains under her feet, but she didn't seem to see anything.

He pursed his lips, and asked tentatively, "Do you still remember how many people were there when we came?"

Rachel was very dissatisfied with his irrelevant answer, but she still replied coldly: "Seven, I remember very clearly."

Everyone fell silent, obviously, the death of No. 5 completely eliminated the traces of his existence.No one can see it except them.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, but Ruan Yuan slapped his head suddenly, breaking the silence of the room with a smile.

"Oh, it seems that everyone didn't sleep well and had a nightmare. Sorry, Officer Rachel, we made too much fuss."

Of course, Rachel didn't believe this strange excuse, and checked them several times. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, she gave them a warning look, turned and left.

The door was closed, concealing the body inside.Song An's fingers trembled a little. If there was a cigarette, he really wanted to smoke it right now.

After witnessing such a scene, he has lost his appetite, but it is obviously not in his character to sit still.

He went into the kitchen, asked the maids for tools and materials, and made a small box of cookies in the oven.

From the shelf, I took two white-bottomed porcelain plates with cherry blossoms, one with five and the other with six.

The taste of the cookies is very sweet, which dilutes the smell of blood imprinted in my mind just now, and brings a little feeling of happiness.

Sure enough, desserts are always a favorite.

He walked into the garden and saw Dias still sitting there.He is like a fixed-point NPC, waiting for others to brush him.

Thinking of this, Song An's sense of vigilance towards him was relieved a little.

The white gazebo was built very comfortably, just enough to allow half of the sun to shine in, making it warm without stinging the eyes.Surrounded by crescent-shaped flowing water, the refreshing water vapor rushes to dispel the heat.

Not far away, there are a large number of white roses blooming, gracefully propping up the beautiful flowers like a lady wearing a top hat, embellishing this beautiful morning with fragrance.

"Master Dias."

After a brief greeting, Song An put the tray with cookies on the table. In addition, he also ordered two cups of fresh hot milk from the kitchen along with sweet pastries. breakfast.

"I see that you didn't have breakfast, but you made some cookies yourself. Would you like to try them?"

After finishing speaking, he sat down unceremoniously, rolled up his sleeves, took one of the six ri and put it in his mouth to eat.

Dias glanced at him, the young man was very beautiful, with fair skin, curly black hair, long and thick eyelashes, the most extreme black set off the cleanest white, as impressive as a sketch.

Moreover, his temperament is very gentle, as comfortable as a spring breeze, without any intention of attacking.Just like now, it is obvious that he came here with impure intentions, but there is no trace of intention in those clear eyes, which makes people lazy and can't afford any defense at all.

"Don't you want a piece?"

Song An picked up a piece with a smile and handed it to Dias.

He was wearing a snow-white shirt, and the sleeves were slightly rolled up at this time, exposing his slender fingers and delicate and beautiful wrists, attracting people's attention like a finely crafted work of art.

His smile is very shallow, his eyes are as clear as water, without any temptation, yet so alluring.When looking at people, he is extremely focused, his entire pupils are filled with the figure of the other person, but there is no sense of oppression, making people just want to shrink in that small world.

Dias lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I'm not in the mood to eat."

Song An did not give up: "It is because of sadness that you should eat desserts, because no matter how bitter your heart is, sweets are always sweet. Really, I won't lie to you."

Dias glanced at him, is this coaxing himself like a child?

He paused for a moment, until Song An's arm was sore, he took it and put it in his mouth.

The cookies are baked crispy and delicious, and the sweetness is just right. It melts as soon as you enter the mouth, and the sweetness melts into your mouth.

Song An is right, no matter how bitter your heart is, this dessert is sweet in your mouth, very delicious.

After eating one, Dias didn't refuse any more. He simply emptied the entire plate of cookies and drank another glass of milk.

Song An's eyes flickered slightly, and he also drank his own milk, and then directly opened the topic.

"I went to the police station yesterday to read the files. All the evidence shows that your brother Adam did commit suicide. Why do you think it's not?"

This question is sharp and straightforward, and it is likely to irritate Dias.

Dias found that the young man in front of him looked gentle and harmless, but in some ways he was so sharp that it made people sting.Just like this white rose flower, beautiful and fragile, but full of sharp thorns, aimed at those who want to desecrate it.

"He has a straightforward personality and a strong sense of justice since he was a child. He became a policeman as soon as he graduated from university. He is dedicated to his work and never sloppy."

"Although he came from a wealthy family, our family's education is biased towards wolf culture, so Adam is definitely not a flower in a greenhouse. When encountering difficulties, he will only seek the embrace of death."

"Besides, he has a girlfriend, and they have a very good relationship. He has already planned to get engaged in a few months. He has relatives and a lover, and he is not a helpless boat. There is no need to seek life and death for a case."

Song An nodded thoughtfully. It seems that the chance of Adam committing suicide is indeed very small, because his social ties are very deep.

However, human beings are very complicated individuals, just like hard cement, which will become shattered after being exposed to the wind and sun day after day.

"Everyone wants him to rest in peace, and wants this matter to go away with the wind, so that he can slowly forget the pain caused by Adam's death. But I don't, I want to know the truth, no matter what it is."

Song quietly looked at his face, and after a long time, he loosened his clenched palms without a trace.

At that moment, he saw a strong sadness from Dias, just like the shadow of the moon, people are always attracted by the light, and ignore the dark color behind.

Here's a grieving older brother who's doing everything he can to find out the truth.Maybe it was wrong, maybe it would cause him to be covered in bruises, but he would never allow his younger brother to sleep underground with misty doubts.

"You are right, and I will try to help you as much as I can."

Dias stared into those eyes, and saw firmness and tolerance from inside.His fingers twitched slightly like an inadvertent twitch, and then quickly quieted down, resting on the cold granite table.

"Thank you."