C7 Resurgence of the Murder Case

Xiao He quietly pulled Ning Ruonan behind him. This wretched uncle, upon seeing the beautiful woman's jade-like hand pull out from his own, his face slightly changed. He finally saw this man with average looks. He sized him up and asked, "Who is this?"

"Hello, Homicide Squad's Xiao He." Xiao He introduced himself and after pausing for two seconds, he went straight to the point. "Excuse me, can I have a copy of the employee information that your company wrote off due to the additive exceeding standard?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "Officer Xiao, what a coincidence. Two days ago, the company's personnel computer was hacked. All the information was gone."

"Oh, right. Mr. Tan has passed away. Who is managing the company now?" Xiao He asked with a smile.

He didn't understand what Xiao He meant by that. He pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Oh ~ this, it's not convenient to reveal."

Xiao He smiled. "Ah, it's fine. Just ask, don't be nervous." This was because he knew that even if he were to ask the person in front of him, he would not be able to get any useful information.

The middle-aged man became even more confused. All the questions the other policemen came to ask were about executives and additives. Why did Xiao He seem like he was chatting? However, the man did not dare to be careless. He chuckled dryly and did not say anything.

As expected, in the following conversation, the man used his cunning spirit to ask, but he didn't know. It wasn't convenient for him to do so. Xiao He was disheartened, but right at this moment, Ning Ruonan went to the side to receive a call. When she returned, her expression suddenly changed.

"Captain Xiao, bad news!"

Ning Ruonan walked over and whispered into his ear about the phone call just now.

After hurriedly bidding farewell to the Wukang executives, the two quickly left.

It turned out that another murder case had occurred!

When the two of them arrived at the scene of the crime, the other colleagues from the homicide squad were already there. Xiao He took out his gloves and walked into the room.

A pungent smell of fresh blood permeated the air. He frowned slightly. His colleagues from the Forensics department were collecting evidence. He looked around. The victim's blood was splattering the surrounding walls, and her blouse had been stripped and thrown aside. It looked like this was the scene of the first crime.

"Another Wukang executive?" There was no trace of anger on Xiao He's face as he asked his colleague beside him.

The victim was a female, around forty years old. Her clothes and wounds were no different from those of the previous deaths.

The only difference was that the assassin's technique was obviously skillful, and the sewn wounds were no longer as rough as the ones from the previous deaths.

Peng Wenyin's current expression was not much better than Xiao He's. He held his laughing attitude, and in his eyes was a sense of helplessness that couldn't be removed. He scolded and scolded and searched, but the crafty murderer didn't leave any message in front of the dead. He shook his head and replied softly, "No, the victim was Jian Bida's executive Lu Xiaoshan."

"Jian Bida? Aren't they selling health products? "

He crouched down. The floor was littered with claw marks of varying depth, obviously left by the scratching of the dead man.

The medical examiner was used to seeing all kinds of corpses. This level of death did not affect their mood. However, the intern girl looked at it and covered her mouth in fear. "Oh my god, what a hatred!"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Xiao He's mind. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the little girl, urgently asking, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"I... I, I said, this must be, what a grudge! " The little girl was shocked by Xiao He's stare. She thought that she had said something wrong and stammered as she answered.

"What's the matter, Old Shaw?"

Peng Wenyin was still replying to his question when he suddenly jumped to another question.

"I've finally thought it through." Xiao He's face revealed a trace of self-confidence.

"Tell me about it." Peng Wenyin said.

"The murderer must have a great grudge against these people."

As he spoke, his sharp eyes stared straight ahead. Peng Wenyin originally wanted to laugh, but seeing his serious expression, he knew that he still had more to say.

Sure enough, Xiao He pointed at the dead man's eyes and asked, "Tell me, what do you find most intuitively?"

Only now did Ning Ruonan notice that the clothes on the upper half of the woman's body had been stripped off, similar to the one on the front, it was for the convenience of the killer. She cut open the victim's abdomen and put in an additive, but her eyes were as big as copper bells, and her mouth was slightly open.

The whole room was filled with an intimidating aura. She shivered and quickly spoke her thoughts.

Xiao He snapped his fingers. "That's right. She must have seen the culprit before and had a greater grudge with him. That's why she glared at him when she was unable to escape from danger and was unable to speak."

With that, he pointed to the blood on the wall and continued, "Look at where the blood was spurting out. She was tied up by the killer and stood here. From the depth of the wound, it could be seen that the murderer was becoming more proficient in cutting open the abdomen. Compared to the first victim, the wound on his abdomen was of different depths, and there was no spurting blood. This means that he is a novice and does not know how to cut or kill.

"From the scene in the afternoon, we also know that the murderer is already very skilled at this. "When we return to this case, does the killer's skill mean that the pain has been alleviated for the deceased?" Xiao He suddenly turned around to look at the medical examiner.

He shook his head and said, "The time of the victim's death is also ten o'clock in the morning, but from the looks of the claw marks around her, she should have been tortured for a long time."

He analyzed it bit by bit, and Ning Ruonan unconsciously followed his train of thought, her face showing an expression of agreement.

Jiang Han curled his lips in disdain. "I can tell with a glance. You still have to say it."