The next morning, it was as if a robbery had just been carried out in a luxurious room of a luxury hotel.

The TV was crooked, the sheets were torn into several pieces, the remote control was stepped on, the sofa was crooked, and the room was in a mess, and there were traces of the 300 rounds of the battle between Zhao Yu and Miao Ying last night......

"Zhao Yu, didn't you say that you want to study the oil painting murder case?" On the soft big bed, Miao Ying, whose muscles were smooth and smooth, lay on Zhao Yu's strong arms and complained, "Why did you toss all night and didn't tell you about the case?"

"Hehehe......" Zhao Yu let out a wicked laugh, hugged Miss Miao in his arms, and said proudly, "When I was desperate with terrorists a few days ago, I realized a lot of tricks, so I have to 'learn from you'!"

"Oh, terrorists?" Miao Ying narrowed her eyes and asked, "So, terrorists also have women?"

"Hmm...... Well...... Zhao Yu was not fooled, and hurriedly said, "Of course it can't be! Don't you want to be dirty, have you forgotten who I went with?"

"Hmph!" Miss Miao glanced at Zhao Yu and said angrily, "Just because you went with my father, I'm even more worried!"

I pour!

Zhao Yu despised his father-in-law in his heart, and hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "Hehe...... Meow, don't worry! I will definitely help you keep an eye on your dad in the future, and I will never let him flutter the bunting outside!"

"Hmph! The more you smear, the darker it gets, you explain it so nervously, I can't trust you even more!" Miao Ying sighed helplessly, "Perhaps, this is the sadness of being a detective!"

"Ahem! What did you say? When did you get so sentimental?" Come, come, come, ......" As he spoke, Zhao Yu hugged Miss Miao again and said in high spirits, "We don't have to go so early today, why don't we fight for another hundred rounds......

As a result, as soon as Zhao Yugang exerted his strength, Miao Ying deftly drilled out from under his armpit......

"Alas!" Miss Miao sighed resentfully and said, "You really can't be too serious!"

Zhao Yu saw that Miss Miao was not in a good mood, and hurriedly asked, "No, is it because of the fact that I went to the secret service?"

"Zhao Yu," Miao Ying broke Zhao Yu's salty pig hand onto the pillow and said solemnly, "I don't want to ruin your fun, it's just that I don't want to experience another shadow of my childhood!"

"My parents couldn't accompany me because of the special mission, which made me feel so lonely. And you have inherited their mantle...... What will I do in the future?"

"Don't be stupid!" Zhao Yu hurriedly persuaded, "We will be together forever!"

"I don't want to be a follower, but I know ......" Miao Ying said helplessly, "My dad won't let me join, not because he protects the calves, but because I don't have enough ability!"

"So, I saw that he admired you so much, and bought you a car and a diamond ring, I was jealous!"

"Oh, it's wrong to think so!" Zhao Yu said with a smile, "How can you compare with me?" Although I, Zhao Yuyinghua, am introverted, famous, and glorious in the universe, I have never been able to do without Miss Miao's earnest teachings!

"You know, without you, I would never be as good as I am now!"

"You...... Is it excellent?" Rao is Miao Ying's thick eyebrows and big eyes have also narrowed into a slit at this moment.

"Don't worry!" Zhao Yu patted his chest and promised, "Even if I become an Interpol to solve major international cases, I will be with you too!"

"If your father won't let you go, Lao Tzu will pick on them and quit!" Zhao Yu said as if swearing, "Don't forget, we are both male and female who are feared by everyone!"

"Puff......" Miss Miao finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Yu's shamelessness is always so charming.

"Okay!" Miao Ying grabbed Zhao Yu's neck, pursed her lips and said, "This is what you said, you have to remember it!"

"Don't worry!, my Zhao Yu's words never count!hahaha......"

"Okay, you Zhao Yu......"

Miao Ying scolded, and the two of them suddenly rolled together. Scissor feet, throat locking skills are frequent, no one can tell whether they are flirting, or real knives and guns, or children are not suitable for ......

After more than a dozen rounds, Miao Ying finally pushed Zhao Yu aside, and then crawled out of the bed, panting and saying:

"Alright, alright...... Don't fight, don't fight, I've served you, I've served you, okay?" As she spoke, she turned on Zhao Yu's mobile phone, brought up the oil painting murder case again, and said, "Come on, let's take a look at this case......!"

"Oh...... Good...... Okay......" Zhao Yu also panted and took Miao Ying's stockings off his neck, then turned the position of his head and feet, and checked the case information with Miao Ying.

"Actually, there are huge cultural differences between foreigners and us after all," Miao Ying calmed down and said seriously, "If you don't understand the local cultural characteristics, the difficulty of handling the case can be imagined!"

"Moreover, the local police have not been able to solve it for so many years, which is enough to show that this case is more complicated than we imagined!

"We often say that 'things happen for a reason', but sometimes foreigners do things, but this law may not apply!" Miao Ying said, pointing to the strange photos of the crime scene, "For example, in this case, maybe the murderer's reason for killing is not because of revenge or psychopathology."

"Perhaps, maybe the murderer kills people for fun!" Miao Ying analyzed seriously, "You see, every time the murderer kills, he chooses a new city and never repeats it."

Also, the fact that the victims have no relationship with each other means that the killer is killing people randomly!

"In addition, he will make full preparations before he starts, such a case is indeed impossible to prevent and difficult to detect......"

"But I think it......" Zhao Yu also pointed to the information after taking a breath, "There is no problem with the French police's way of handling the case."

"The murderer can arrange the dead into oil paintings, and he must have a certain artistic foundation, not only painting, but also makeup, scenery, etc., he must be a master.

"The reason why the murderer wants to kill like this is obviously that there is an element of anger!" Zhao Yu analyzed, "He may be a depressed painter who has been excluded and suppressed, in order to prove his strength, he has come up with such a strange murder case!"

"......No," Miao Ying's opinion was different from that of Zhao Yu, "I don't think so!" If you are an unambitious painter, you must be very eager to be recognized by the public, and it seems more appropriate to find a random wall graffiti to attract the public's attention than to kill people......

"And ......" Miao Ying raised her head and asked curiously, "After all, this case has nothing to do with our Chinese, even if we come up with ideas, what can we do......?" Can we go to France and solve the case?"

"Hmm...... What ...... this" Zhao Yugang wanted to tell Miao Ying the idea of remote control, but Miao Ying's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Oh, from the Criminal Department!" Miao Ying saw the number and hurriedly answered.

Who knows, after answering, Miao Ying's face immediately became solemn.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Miao Ying put down the phone, Zhao Yu hurriedly asked, "Is there a new case?"

"That's right!" Miao Ying nodded and said, "There is a strange case in Hailan City, Qiongzhou Province, and the top asks our special investigation team to go over and take a look!"

"Oh, Hailan, isn't that a tourist attraction?" Zhao Yu was surprised.

"Let's go, let's go to the criminal hall quickly!" Miao Ying got up and said, "If it was an ordinary case, it wouldn't be sent to us!"