"Miss Jian?" Wang Qi appeared out of nowhere, suddenly appearing behind her, "Why are you here?"

Jian Jing said, "I want to wash my hands."

"Oh, please." He went out with a stiff face. After

Jian Jing washed her hands, Wang Qi was outside making a phone call again.

She looked down at her Coke, the edges were very clean, and there were several obvious scratches on the aluminum can lid.

Just like last time, is he going to smudge it before doing anything?

No problem.

She pretended to be unaware and picked up the Coke, took two sips, then frowned and put it down.

"I'm sorry." Wang Qi replied apologetically, "There are a lot of things."

"It doesn't matter." Jian Jing asked cautiously, "The thing you said you wanted to show me..."

Wang Qi: "Oh, yes, wait a minute, I'll go find it now." He hurried into the study and rummaged through the drawers.

Jian Jing did not miss the opportunity and tiptoed to the master bedroom.

There was no fragrance in the master bedroom. The bedding was thrown randomly on the bed, and several long hairs dyed light brown could be seen.

A smile slowly appeared at the corners of her lips.

I don’t know if it was the idea of ​​the real murderer or the idea of ​​the accomplice. They were very smart and did not clean the room thoroughly.

Come to think of it, so many people saw Mai Mai leaving with them on the night of the 4th. It’s better not to wash it. If she wants to die, she just came and left.

Since she came, it is normal to have traces.

The fact that it was left like this proves that there may be no blood in the master bedroom, or very little blood.

In other words, it was not a sharp weapon injury, but a blunt weapon injury or suffocation.

She studied the furnishings in the room.

The master bedroom was of course also magnificently decorated, with exquisite ornaments on the drawer. She picked them up carefully and checked them one by one to see if there were any residual blood stains.

No.

Judging from the slight traces of dust on the table, the ornaments had not been replaced.

There was no table lamp on the bedside table, and the ambient lighting used a wall lamp, which was generally not likely to be bumped into.

So it was not a blunt force wound.

She intuitively thought it was suffocation, and the reason was simple: this is the most common accidental death during sexual intercourse in bed. But there are more possibilities of suffocation, such as strangulation, strangulation, suffocation and even... drowning.

The movement in the study continued, and Jian Jing turned into the master bathroom.

After all, it was an apartment, so the master bathroom was not very big. Apart from the shower room, bathtub and bathroom cabinet, there was not much space left. The floor tiles were relatively clean, but if you look closely, you can see a lot of traces left in every corner.

There were hair, water stains, lipstick, and it looked like it had been hastily cleaned.

The bathtub was very small, so it would be too difficult to take a bath in it, unless they really put Mai Mai's head in the water to play.

Jian Jing closed his eyes and thought for a while, then walked over to check the faucet of the bathtub.

It was on the cold water setting.

He looked at the water outlet of the bathtub again, and there were some pink frosted particles accumulated in it, which should be the remnants of bath balls or bath salts.

He squatted down again and looked at the drain outside.

It was relatively clean, and no particles of the same color or tangled hair were found.

However, there were a few long light brown hairs tangled in the drain in the shower room.

Mai Mai took a shower, and bathtub No. 4 should not have been used, otherwise there would have been a lot of splashes outside after playing so much, and the same particles would have been left on the floor tiles.

Excluding drowning, it can be basically determined that the crime scene was in the master bedroom.

Jian Jing frowned and thought.

The four-piece bedding set is all silk, which is a very expensive material and easily leaves a lot of wrinkles. But although there were slight creases on the pillows and cushions, they were not obvious and obviously had not been used. On the contrary, the sheets were wrinkled and looked like they had experienced a very intense exercise.

What was the murder weapon? Who did it?

Unknowingly, the movement in the study became quieter.

She immediately came to her senses and saw that there was no time to return to the living room, so she sat down directly on the spot, leaning against the wall softly, as if she was unconscious.

"Miss Jian." Wang Qi walked over and called her name softly.

Jian Jing's eyelids moved, as if she still had some residual consciousness, but that was all. She couldn't open her eyes, her body moved slightly, and she had no strength at all.

Wang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and made a phone call.

"Brother, he's already fainted. When will you be here?" He whispered, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, he went out to look for something again.

Jian Jing took the opportunity to take out her cell phone, and seeing that the call was still going on, she quickly slid it under the bed.

Wang Qi came in with a roll of rope in his hand and started to tie her up.

While doing it, he said, "Although I feel a little sorry for my cousin, he said that you have no other relationship... Who let you see it, and still appear here? Haven't you heard that curiosity kills the cat?"

Jian Jing of course couldn't answer him.

Wang Qi tied her hands and feet behind her back, and suddenly remembered something and searched her pockets.

There was nothing.

He was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Where's the cell phone?"

Just as he was puzzled, he heard footsteps outside, accompanied by a cautious voice: "Where is the person?"

"Brother." Wang Qi left her and went over to ask, "Just you? Where is Brother Zhang?"

"The police are watching him." Wang Tan's tone was very subtle, "The person died in his house and also attended his party. It will be difficult to clear the suspicion for a while."

Wang Qi said anxiously: "Or just don't worry about it.

What if it is found out..." "Do you think I don't want to?" Wang Tan said unhappily, "If you are like Lao Tian who knows nothing, testifying is considered a brotherly relationship. Who asked me to do this?"

He sighed and said anxiously: "No more talking, did you find the thing I asked you to find?"

Wang Qi said: "The tie? I didn't see it. I looked everywhere, even under the bed."

"I just know it." Wang Tan's voice rose slightly, and his tone became worse, "He must have taken it."

Wang Qi was shocked: "Brother Zhang?"

"Old Tian was not involved. He didn't want to offend us, so he just said he didn't know anything. I had a hand in this matter, which is not a big deal. If I sold him out, I could make up for my crime. Maybe nothing would happen. He doesn't dare to take the risk."

Wang Tan was also frank with his brother: "If you want to be on guard against me, you must find something to hold against me. It was my tie that killed someone . When the mud rots in my crotch, I won't be able to explain it.

" Wang Qi lowered his voice: "Brother, helping to get a corpse or something is not a big deal, but if you... you can't get off the boat."

"It's too late." Wang Tan said calmly, "Actually, this is not a bad thing."

He looked at the unconscious Jian Jing coldly and said slowly: "Think about it, if only one person died, we would definitely be the number one suspect. But this woman, except for you who is barely related to her, we don't know her at all, and no matter how we investigate, we can't be suspected."

Wang Qi took a breath: "Brother, you mean..."

"Make her look like that woman." Wang Tan said, "You go now and find a place to stay. I will dump the body in the middle of the night so that you have a witness."

Wang Qi licked his lips: "Are you really going to do this?"

Wang Tan said angrily: "There is no time to think about it. If we don't find something for the police to do, they will definitely continue to investigate us." He walked around the living room and took a crystal statue. "Use this. I will hide it later. This way, everyone will have a handle in their hands and no one will dare to tell anyone."

He urged his brother: "Go quickly, I'll wait for you in an hour."

Wang Qi saw that his brother had made up his mind and stopped talking nonsense: "Okay, brother, be careful."

Wang Tan nodded.

The brother left and the room became quiet again.

Jian Jing felt Wang Tan approaching, and he searched her body to make sure she was not conscious, then he picked her up and put her in the bathtub in the guest bathroom outside.

Her neck was leaning against the edge, which was quite uncomfortable, and her back was pressed against the cool white porcelain, and the cold air penetrated into her clothes.

She felt that Wang Tan's hand paused at her collar for a while, as if he was thinking whether to replicate the sexual behavior on her.

But her feet were tied with ropes, and if she wanted to do something, she had to untie them.

Wang Tan hesitated. Although Jian Jing was beautiful and had an outstanding temperament, he was reluctant to let her go, but people like him still valued their lives more.

As for women, if he didn't do it this time, there would be plenty of opportunities to do it. He tried to convince himself, but his hand still dishonestly reached for her chest, trying to take advantage of her.

But the moment he touched her, his wrist suddenly hurt.

Blood oozed out, piercing his heart with pain. Wang Tan was startled and looked carefully.

Jian Jing slowly sat up, holding a folding knife in her hand, and smiled at him. "You killed me." She said, "It was you."

Wang Tan's heart was pounding like thunder, and he reacted instinctively and strangled her neck.

"If I were you..." She couldn't avoid the attack of an adult man, and struggled to pry his fingers apart, "Run now... the police are coming..."

Wang Tan: "What?" Jian

Jing spoke in a halting manner: "I, I called the police."

"Impossible." He denied, "The police will target Zhang Feng."

"He is... the murderer... right?" She swung out the folding knife, but he pulled his hand away and grabbed her wrist, but this also gave her a chance to breathe, "You were there too, and the tie strangled her to death, playing, playing games?"

Wang Tan's face was dark: "Did you hear everything?"

Jian Jing stalled for time: "Want to know where the tie is?" She looked outside, "The best way to hide something is to put it in the place where it is most easily overlooked."

It turned out that her body was too weak. She was so weak

that she couldn't breathe when a man grabbed her neck with one hand.

"The living room, the biggest one..." She stared at the magnificent crystal lamp above, "things."

Wang Tan's face changed for a moment, and he was undoubtedly struggling fiercely in his heart: should he find the tie and get rid of himself, or should he go all out and kill the person to silence him?

The safest way is of course the first one.

He let go of Jian Jing and turned back to find the tie on the crystal lamp.

Almost at the same time, Jian Jing cut the rope on her ankle, rushed into the master bedroom, and locked the door.

She lay down and went to pick up her mobile phone.

However, when she opened the screen, she found that the phone was turned off...

Jian Jing almost fainted.

It's not that she black Apple, but is this battery level reasonable? How long did the call last, and it ran out of power and turned off? Or was the phone too hot and turned off automatically?

But no matter which one, she had to prepare for the worst - if Ji Feng didn't have enough evidence, would he be able to apply for an arrest warrant? Most likely not.

There was new movement outside the door.

She pressed the power button hard, hoping to force it to turn on.

The screen gradually brightened.

"Talk? What are you doing?" Zhang Feng asked in surprise in the living room.

Wang Tan was also surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I got out in a friend's car." Zhang Feng's tone was a little proud, "The police thought I was hiding at the villa."

His voice was sometimes far and sometimes near: "Didn't they say someone was checking us? What about that girl? Have you dealt with her?"

Wang Tan didn't find his tie, so he knew that Jian Jing had tricked him, and gritted his teeth: "She's in there."

Zhang Feng was more ruthless and decisive than him: "Deal with her, you come this time?"

The startup animation ended, and Jian Jing dialed 110 immediately without having time to look through the address book.

"Bang!" They were banging on the door.

Her mind raced, and she did not answer the police officer's question. She said in a self-centered and loud voice, "Yes, Zhang Feng is the murderer, and Wang Tan is an accomplice. The cause of death was strangulation, and the murder weapon was a tie. It should be that the two men played games with her one after another, and ended up strangling her to death. Then they dismembered the body in the bathtub in the guest bathroom...

"It was mainly for the head, to use the head to create an alibi. The one responsible for dumping the body was Wang Qi, and there should still be traces of the deceased's blood in his car. You will know if you check it out."

There was silence outside.

She continued, "It must be quick. Make a phone call and apply for an arrest warrant from the procuratorate. Don't you have a good relationship with someone in the procuratorate? They already know me. What if I run away? What about flights! Private planes can directly leave the country and go to any visa-free place. There are not many flights at night... Hurry! Yes! You must go now! ! "

Wang Tan and Zhang Feng looked at each other, and both saw the countermeasures from each other's eyes.

Silencing is useless, it will only waste time.

While the police procedures are not completed, go abroad immediately, and then find a way to stay abroad.

The two did not waste any more time and turned around and left.

The author has something to say:

System: The quality of props not produced by the system cannot be guaranteed.

Just a joke, the plot requires it, no black apples are meant.

Yesterday everyone asked whether the route of the dashcam can distinguish the corpse. It should be difficult.

First of all, the image quality of the recorder is relatively average, the distance is far, and there is glass between them. In addition, the corpse is made up, and the speed of the elevator is fast. The picture that can be captured is actually less than one second. It is very normal to capture the person's eyes closed.

This case is about to end