Chapter 907: Killing People and Killing Mouths?

"It's fine. I shook my head, glanced at him and was about to walk over to look at the corpse, when I suddenly noticed Lin Jiayu's right hand.www.biquge.info

I took two steps back and grabbed Lin Jiayu's right hand: "What's the matter?"

Lin Jiayu glanced up at me, his eyes were obviously a little evasive, and he withdrew his hand vigorously. Unnaturally, he pulled his sleeve to cover the freshly scarred wound on his wrist: "It's okay, it's just ...... I accidentally scratched it. ”

"Really?" I stared at Lin Jiayu's eyes tightly, not missing a subtle expression. Step by step, slowly approaching him.

Lin Jiayu's steps also retreated, and he didn't dare to look me in the eyes from beginning to end.

"Lin Jiayu, what are you doing in your heart?"

"No, no......" Lin Jiayu looked up at me suddenly, and the nervousness that flashed in his eyes was all caught by me. It's all this time, and he's still pretending!

"You ......" I opened my mouth and was about to speak, when Yan Qi's voice suddenly came from behind me.

"Officer Leng!" Yan Qi's steady and powerful steps walked towards me step by step, he had undergone professional training before joining the police force, although he had not studied with him, but his upright posture and steady pace were not simple at first glance.

I glanced at Lin Jiayu, retracted my gaze and turned to look at Yan Qi.

Yan Qi was full of coldness, and his calm face was obviously a little angry: "Come with me!"

After Yan Qi finished speaking, he strode towards the office with one hand in his trouser pocket.

Passing by Lin Jiayu's side, he was obviously aware that he was secretly relieved.

When he arrived at the office, Yan Qi didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly, "You were with Xiao Liu last night?"

"Yes!" I replied lightly, and said calmly, "but I was already out of the bureau at nine o'clock." The uncle who collects parking fees at the door can testify, and I have no motive to kill!"

"Heh......" Yan Qi chuckled and looked up at me: "Sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person." ”

"What?"

Yan Qi didn't explain much, and took out an envelope from the drawer: "Take a look!"

I glanced at him and didn't ask too much. Strode over and opened the envelope, which was full of photographs of the murder scene.

There are a few cases from three years ago, and I have an impression of them myself, and I have never seen the others.

"This is ......" I looked up at Yan Qi, not understanding what he meant.

Yan Qi slowly stood up, walked to the windowsill and took out the cigarette case from his bag, and picked up a cigarette with his bony fingers and brought it to his lips. Pull out the lighter and light the ......

His smoking movements are skillful and smooth, and I have the impression that he has always been a man of few words, and his excessive calmness is unpredictable. However, the tall and muscular back makes people feel quite reassuring. I remember the case of the hilltop villa three years ago, if it wasn't for Yan Qi's timely arrival, it might have ...... I had already fallen off a cliff and died.

Yan Qi took a deep puff of smoke, and his grim side face was hidden in the smoke and his expression could not be seen clearly.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "The case in the photo happened in the past three years, what do they have in common?"

Is this asking me?

I hesitated for a moment, looked down and looked carefully at the photos in my hand: "Most of the victims were young women, and they were ......"

Suddenly noticing something, I was still shocked in my heart: "The deceased...... It's all the great arteries of the neck......"

Before I could speak, Yan Qi pressed the half-lit cigarette between his fingers on the windowsill and extinguished it!

Looking back at me, "That's right!"