Chapter 239 Police Officer's Suspect

Qiu Huo's hands had calluses and scars, and felt a bit rough, and his palms were very hot, and when they were covered in heat, it felt like being burned by the sparks of a collision of stars.

Broken, everything, everything.

The boredom and resentment that were boiling like flames, along with the past, the disorganized thoughts, or the clear mind that knew how to make decisions, could no longer be pieced together at this moment.

The broken porcelain was crushed into powder again by the soles of the shoes, and the overlapping and broken sounds changed from crisp to dull.

The destruction made the kitchen a bit messy, with irregular tiles on the floor and debris next to the sink and counter. The hem of Lin Zhi's shirt curled up slightly, and he nonchalantly waved aside the fragments that might scratch him.

The vague pain coming from unknown corners of the skin added boiling hot oil to the fire. At this moment, they were no longer the source of anger, but the fuel that sustained the fire of love.

The air conditioner in the living room had been turned off not long ago, and the cool air was still circulating in the house, but it was imperceptible.

Lin Zhi was lifted up and saw the bloodstain on Qiu Huo's brow bone. It was probably caused by the broken glass before, leaving a small wound about one centimeter in size. There were not many blood vessels around the wound, so the bleeding was slow, and it did not condense into blood beads and flow down, but just spread at the wound, making the man look more ferocious under the light.

Qiu Huo happened to look at him with his eyes downcast. When his eyes were locked on him, he felt a sense of crisis as if he were a prey in a cage. That feeling made him very excited.

Scars and hatred go together, Lin Zhi thought. The blood makes him more powerful and more aggressive, and the greed, desire and fanaticism injected into his body become extreme together.

It is so lustful that one wants to enlarge the wound and let the sea of ​​fire burn oneself as well.

Lin Zhi kissed away Qiu Huo's bloodstains and whispered, "Officer, are you too tired today?"

The white light illuminated the young man's handsome face, and the bloody red tip of his tongue was clearly visible. His eyes were curved with a smile, and underneath the gentle and soft thin surface, there was a clear and subtle malice.

He spoke lightly, creating waves, waiting to be drowned.

The warmth of his lips still lingered on Qiu Huo's face, and he sneered with an ambiguous tone.

Lin Zhi's fingertips tightened until they lost color.

The lights swayed and doubled in the blurred vision, and at a certain moment they suddenly flickered a few times and then suddenly went out.

Maybe there was a power outage or a circuit breaker, no one cared.

The moonlight coming in through the window illuminated the young man's beautiful and well-proportioned back. Under his slightly thin outline, the shape of the man's palms was distinct.

The porcelain that was trampled into powder was sleeping quietly in the silvery white light, with a few pieces occasionally filled with dripping white.

The fallen medicine bottle in the living room was accidentally kicked away, and the cold air trapped in the space dissipated into nothingness.

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Compared with most cities, Runing is a city that never sleeps. Even at one o'clock in the night, there are still many people visiting.

He Miao came out of the bar and opened the taxi app. Seeing that there were more than 80 people in line in front of him, he immediately gave up waiting and canceled the order.

Anyway, my place is not too far away. If I take a shortcut, I can get home in 20 minutes.

He Miao skillfully walked into the residential area, turned on the flashlight and walked inside. The street lights here had been broken for hundreds of years and had never been repaired. It was basically impossible to repair them.

After walking for a while, he couldn't help but pick his ears. He wondered if it was a sequelae of dancing just now. Why could he still hear the "dong dong dong dong" sound?

The sound was small, like a faint drumbeat.

He Miao stopped and listened carefully, but there was no sound again. It was indeed an illusion. He shook his head, probably because he was stunned by the sound waves.

He walked forward while pressing the voice button: "Brother, I'm telling you, I'm fucking hallucinating..."

The footsteps faded away, and the alley returned to silence.

He didn't look back, so naturally he didn't see the eyes staring at him from behind the curtain.

Only after the others left did Xia Chi lower his head.

Zhu Tiantong, with his hands and feet tied and his mouth taped, trembled subconsciously and his eyes were full of fear.

There was a large bruise on his forehead, the mark left by the collision.

Xia Chi kicked him in the abdomen without any hesitation. Zhu Tiantong felt the pain and his body bent like a shrimp, feeling that he was being dragged again.

He shook his head desperately at Xia Chi, but it was useless. He was dragged into the bathroom again.

The stuffy and humid feeling hit him in the face, making his head even more dizzy.

Xia Chi changed the way he tied the person up and made sure that No. 6 couldn't stand up straight before closing the bathroom door.

She didn't expect that while she was taking a shower, No. 6 would move to the window and make some noise.

After returning to the bedroom, she sat on a simple chair and used the slightly old computer.

She was a little upset about the slow internet speed, and seeing those reports and discussions made her mood even worse. She should have killed the man instead of letting him go.

How dare they imitate her? On what basis do they imitate her, and learn so poorly.

After Katon's computer processed her video, she logged into the backstage, found the contact and sent the video.

After finishing, she immediately logged out of her account and started to enter those discussion posts as before, trying her best to analyze that the lady was not killed by a serial killer.

The sound of keyboard tapping continued, and a distorted face was reflected on the computer screen.

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The continuous message alert sounds are very obvious at night, attracting people's attention.

Qiu Huo was using a tissue to wipe Lin Zhi's legs. He inserted his fingers, slightly bent them, and rolled them up a little. When he was about to continue to verify whether he was tired from work, he looked at his lit cell phone.

Lin Zhi felt something strange in a daze, and moved his palm slightly on Qiu Huo's hand to express his doubts.

"You have a message on your phone."

Qiu Huo stroked Lin Zhi's neck and wiped away the sweat for him.

He had intended to ignore it, but his intuition overrode his instinct at this moment, making his eyes a little clearer.

Lin Zhi opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Open it."

Fortunately, he had recovered his strength, otherwise he would have fallen asleep due to exhaustion. Not many people would contact him at this time, and it was most likely Xia Chi.

Qiu Huo unlocked Lin Zhi's phone and opened the app. As they expected, it was a background message from Tieba.

The latest news came from a system-named ID, and the content was a video link.

Qiu clicked in to take a look, his expression slightly gloomy.

In the picture, a man is lying on the ground. His face cannot be seen, and in the dim light, only his bound hands and feet can be seen. The screen is filled with the man, and it is impossible to see the space in which the other person is.

"I want to clarify that you are a witness, you should tell the truth and tell the police. If you don't help me clarify, he will die soon."

The sound in the video has been changed, and only the slightly angry tone of the other party can be heard.

Lin Zhi also heard the content of the video clearly, and his expression did not change at all, which was within his expectations.

Qiu Huo saved the video and uploaded it to his own account. His anger subsided a little and he bent down to kiss Lin Zhi on the cheek.

"I have to go to the police station. You sleep well. I will clean up the house."

"I'll go with you."

Lin Zhi believed that this matter concerned himself, and under the current circumstances, he should also be asked to go to the police station.

"Can you move?"

Lin Zhi was silent after hearing this. Qiu Huo stood by the bed and said, "Stay well, I'll take care of everything."

He picked up the wrinkled T-shirt that was thrown on the ground and smelled it before putting it on.

"I can't wear it anymore. It smells like you."

Before, in the kitchen, Qiu Huo's clothes were still on him.

But having said that, Qiu Huo sniffed it again, took it into the bathroom and turned on the light. The light outlined the man's muscles, revealing his strength that was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Zhi sighed softly and rubbed his stomach which felt a little sore and numb.

He took the phone and sent a message saying "Don't be impulsive" to test the other party, but found that the message was not delivered successfully because the other party had logged out.

You acted so quickly that you didn't even bother to check if he had read it?

To put it nicely, he is cautious, and to put it bluntly, he is cowardly. Xia Chi is a very cowardly murderer. It is a bit strange to use such contradictory adjectives to describe the same person, but it is true.

She didn't want to bear the consequences but committed crimes again and again, just like a mouse that regarded the granary as its own but always avoided its owner's whereabouts, cunning and vicious.

Lin Zhi clicked on the video. Xia Chi didn't even show the face of the victim. The only sound in the video except for the sound processed by Xia Chi was the man's slightly heavy breathing.

Lin Zhi had no intention of dealing with Xia Chi's request, nor did he plan to give any suggestions. He left it all to the police. In his opinion, whether Xia Chi's request was met or not, this person would die. Unless Xia Chi was caught, she would not let go of the person who knew her identity as the murderer.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Qiu Huo poured Lin Zhi a cup of hot water before leaving. Lin Zhi drank a sip of hot water and felt pretty good.

Even though Qiu Huo had passed away, he was not too affected by the illness, and even felt that the impact was so weak that it was almost non-existent.

Lin Zhi opened the forum. His post received a lot more replies and clicks after the murder case came to the public's attention. Some people discovered the commonalities in the details in his updates, and some people posted their analysis on other platforms, attracting many people to watch.

He has only updated up to the second case so far, and the case of induced suicide has not yet been brought out. Lin Zhi has no plans to release the following content, so he will wait and see what happens. And as expected, the public security department may soon ban him from updating.

Qiu Huo did not remind him of this, I don’t know if it was due to negligence or because he trusted him too much.

Hmm... Lin Zhi curved her lips, it was naturally the latter.

At the bureau, the core team members who were woken up by Qiu Huo arrived one after another with high spirits. Wei Yunjun lived nearby and arrived almost at the same time as Qiu Huo.

"Can't sleep again?"

Wei Yunjun routinely took care of the captain's health. After all, Qiu Huo didn't look like he was woken up, but looked full of energy as if he had a good sleep. However, Wei Yunjun knew him and knew that he had a sleep disorder, so he thought that he might not have slept at all.

"no."

He hated or denied it, but didn't say much.

He felt that his sleep quality was now normal. As long as he went home and lay down next to Lin Zhi, he would fall asleep quickly and soundly without feeling tired at all.

He didn't sleep that well before he and Lin Zhi were together, but since he moved to Lin Zhi's place and officially confirmed their relationship, the haze that had shrouded him for many years has almost dissipated.

Qiu Huo turned on the light in the office and was about to call Jiang Yun, but he noticed a pair of feet appearing in the office. Wei Yunjun was startled, but only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the situation clearly.

Jiang Yun rubbed his eyes and sat up from the patchwork chair. Qiu Huo asked, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Jiang Yun shook his coat and said, "I didn't leave because it was too late to look. Any new clues?"

"have."

Qiu Huo loaded the video into the computer and played it. Everyone looked unhappy when they heard the murderer's threat.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but sneer: "It's funny that she still needs to clarify. How much injustice does she feel she has suffered?"

The technicians were forced to work overtime as everyone tried to get more clues from the video.

They are now suffering from the lack of concrete evidence that can link "Xia Chi" to the murderer. As long as there is a clue, they can issue a wanted warrant.

There is one advantage to making the matter a big deal, which is that no suspect can be let off in this situation, so Xia Chi was put on the list, and they would know immediately if she made any move to leave the province. However, after Xia Chi used her bank card to withdraw money in Dongjing District, she never used this identity to make any purchases again.

When daybreak came, the police officers were sleeping in a mess in the office.

The clues available in the video are very limited. Even after noise reduction and brightening, we can only determine that the tied person is in the bathroom, but cannot determine the specific location.

When Jiang Yun and Qiu Huo discussed how to issue an announcement to calm the murderer's emotions, things took a turn for the better.

Someone came to the police station to report the case, claiming that she might know who the murderer Xiao Xia was.