In Xiaocao's eyes, Cheng Jiacheng's distorted face became more and more blurred, and the strength on his body gradually dissipated.

Xiaocao felt that she had poked something soft, and then she heard a muffled sound, and her neck suddenly loosened, and she immediately began to breathe heavily.

A large amount of oxygen quickly poured into the chest cavity, and it was a sharp pain at first, and it was extremely pleasant to endure it, Xiaocao's eyes regained his vision, and he struggled to look up at Cheng Jiacheng.

Cheng Jiacheng covered his eyes, was knocked to the ground by Ming Hao, rolled around, wailed in his mouth, and Xiaocao shouted: "Ming Hao, don't fight anymore!"

Hearing Xiaocao's voice, Ming Hao stopped his hand, hurried over in a few steps, held Xiaocao's shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"

Xiaocao touched her neck with a wry smile, and suddenly there was a dull pain, and she couldn't help but tremble. Ming Hao felt it, and looked down at Xiaocao's neck, there were five clear finger prints on the white neck, red and purple, and it was also very obvious in the moonlight, and his face couldn't help but look ugly.

Xiaocao saw that it was wrong, grabbed Ming Hao's arm, and said, "Cheng Jiacheng has a mental problem, look at his eyes." ”

Ming Hao stared at Cheng Jiacheng for a long time, and also found a problem, but his face was still tight, and without saying a word, he helped Xiaocao get up, walked to Cheng Jiacheng's side, and kicked him again.

Cheng Jiacheng was in pain, curled up like a wild dog in winter, and let out a suppressed whimper.

Ming Hao shot too fast, Xiaocao couldn't stop it, so he had to give up, looking at Le Yanhong, who was lying on the ground silently, and then looking at Cheng Jiacheng, who was shrunk into a ball and trembling, he suddenly felt a headache.

At Xiaocao's insistence, the two first helped Cheng Jiacheng up and took him back to the villa, in order to prevent him from going crazy again, Xiaocao tied him to a stool, and then carried Le Yanhong's body to her own room with Minghao.

Xiaocao looked around Le Yanhong's room. It's a lot smaller than the guest room on the second floor, but it's neat and convenient, and there is Le Yanhong's suitcase on the ground, and the lid is open. Revealing the stack of clothes folded inside, Xiaocao rummaged through the contents of the contents, and his face suddenly became stern.

When I got up again, I saw that the window on the north side of the room was tightly closed, and the curtains had been drawn. Le Yanhong just moved in, and didn't leave too many traces, Xiaocao looked around, and finally walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtain, and wanted to see the situation outside, but unexpectedly, the curtain on the left was pulled by something, and it couldn't be opened all of a sudden.

Xiaocao looked down in surprise and found that the corner of the curtain was clamped, and she frowned slightly. Crouching down to look at it, she found it sandwiched between two windows, which made her feel very strange.

The grass opened the lock through the curtain, pushed the window outward, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in from outside, blowing the curtain all over the sky.

Outside the window was a field of roses in full bloom, swaying in the wind under the dim street lamp, a dazzling red, like a garden covered in a pool of blood, completely cutting them off from life. Eventually, they will be devoured.

Xiaocao shook her head, suppressed all the chaotic thoughts in her head, closed the window, and finally looked at the strangulation marks on Le Yanhong's neck. There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his heart said that it was so, his face was as calm as ever, and he turned off the light and exited the room.

In the dining room, Cheng Jiacheng was already much quieter, and Mrs. Situ was feeding him water. Seeing Xiaocao and the two walking in, her eyes turned red and asked, "Yan Hong, she is really... Dead?"

Xiaocao nodded, looked at Cheng Jiacheng and asked, "Is he better?"

Mrs. Situ wiped the corners of her eyes and sighed: "It's a lot quieter, but I just don't want to eat or speak, I just sit in a daze, I really don't know what to do." ”

Xiaocao sat at the table and said, "Mr. Cheng was just scared, it should be okay to take a rest, let him be quiet." ”

Mrs. Situ nodded, smiled a little reluctantly, looked at the dinner on the table and said to Xiaocao: "After tossing for so long, you must be hungry, let's eat first, these are all prepared for you." ”

Xiaocao looked at the rich food on the table and asked, "What about Chu Chu?"

Mrs. Situ said: "I'm still asleep, Yan Hong's tranquilizer works very well, I want her to rest a little more." ”

Xiaocao picked up the chopsticks and put them down, looked at Mrs. Situ and asked, "Madam, you are the last person Miss Le saw before she died, did you notice anything abnormal?"

Mrs. Situ was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly, as if she was recalling something, and then shook her head and said: "Yanhong, she has drunk alcohol and has the habit of taking medicine, she has been in a trance today, and she was stimulated by what happened, so she must have gone back to drink again." ”

Xiaocao was silent for a moment, and then spoke, "What time is Miss Le when she returns to the room?"

Mrs. Situ thought for a while and said, "It should have been more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and after we separated, I went back to the room to take care of Chu Chu, and when she fell asleep, I saw the wall clock, it was three thirty o'clock." ”

Xiaocao bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "At that time, Mr. Cheng had not come back yet, that is to say, the murderer was among you, me, Ming Hao and Ling Chuchu." ”

Bang Chang -

The salad bowl in Situ's hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a loud noise, echoing in the empty dining room, startling Cheng Jiacheng and quickly holding his head with his hand.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Xiaocao sat still, looking at Mrs. Situ's panicked appearance of squatting down to pick up the bowl.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I just don't think it's possible. Mrs. Situ got up, her expression was a little dazed, "I just think it's impossible, Xiao Hao can't kill people, and we are women, how can we do such cruel things?"

Xiaocao didn't ask again, but said, "Madam, Mr. Situ came to Mr. Cheng, what is the trouble?"

Mrs. Situ just shook her head, "I don't know much about things between men. ”

Xiaocao glanced at Mrs. Situ, suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, Mr. Cheng was just scared for a while, I think he will be able to sober up and answer the question soon." ”

Xiaocao beckoned Ming Hao to move Cheng Jiacheng into the living room, intending to stay here tonight and guard him every inch, but Ming Hao was unwilling after knowing Xiaocao's plan, so he insisted on moving Cheng Jiacheng into the new room arranged for him by Mrs. Situ, and wanted to keep vigil with Xiaocao.

Xiaocao was helpless, followed Ming Hao to his new room on the first floor, and after carrying Cheng Jiacheng in, the two checked his rope, Xiaocao inadvertently looked up, and was stunned to find that in the center of the wide bed, there was a familiar person lying - Ling Chuchu. (To be continued.) )