The resplendent villas glitter in the cold light. The round arched windows and corners are made of marble and give it a magnificent look. Fresh and not vulgar, the gray-white mud walls fit the vermilion roof tiles.

A police car stopped, and the four got out of the car and walked through the majestic gate in parallel.

Inadvertently, there was a "click", and the door was blown by a gentle wind and shut.

When you enter the inside, you can see the hall, and the small houses on the left and right sides stand side by side like small attics.

There are two trails on the far left and right sides, which should lead to the innermost scenic area.

"Bell, bell!" An ancient bell rang out, as if it had come through a rift in time and space.

An ancient clock hung on the innermost wall of the hall, striking against the outer protective layer, as if it was about to come out of it.

Jiang Yiyuan stopped and looked at the clock, his brows furrowed into a pair of hills, why is there a clock here? A similar bell has been heard in Mu Shayun's case.

Is it all related?

When the other three saw Jiang Yiyuan stop, they also listened.

"Is it related to Mu Shayun's case?" Cheng Yun said when he saw Jiang Yiyuan's frowning brows.

"What can it matter!" He Shuli glanced at the clock and said blankly.

"I've heard a similar bell before solving crimes." Bai Qianyue stared and said.

Jiang Yiyuan nodded.

"Are you police?" An old man came out of the trail on the left.

The old man squinted at the visitor with his capable and old eyes.

They are all wearing police uniforms, could it be that they are still fake policemen?

"We're the police, old man, who are you?" Jiang Yiyuan asked.

He Shuli looked at the old man and felt as if she had seen her own housekeeper, as if the housekeeper had an unfathomable feeling.

"I'm the housekeeper here, and my lord was killed yesterday." The butler sighed, with mixed emotions on his face.

Sadness, fear, lamentation are intertwined.

"Can you take us to the scene of the crime?" Jiang Yiyuan asked politely.

"Please follow me." The butler leads the way.

The four followed.

At the end of the path, there was a large garden with all kinds of flowers and plants, and a pavilion with a swing next to it.

At this time, there were several people around the swing.

"When I found the master, the master was hanging on the swing." The housekeeper said.

"Who found out first?"

"Young Master."

Jiang Yiyuan nodded, and a few people walked to the swing again, and the few people around gave way as soon as they saw that it was the police.

Cheng Yun put on gloves and stepped forward to inspect the corpse lying on the ground.

Bai Qianyue asked several onlookers, they were maids, cooks, drivers, and handymen.

Several people didn't seem to be suspicious, and they dodged when they spoke, and the housekeeper watched coldly from the sidelines, silent.

He Shuli received a call and went to the side.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yiyuan saw that He Shuli's face was not very good, and asked out loud.

"It's fine." He Shuli shook her head, her face was still pale, and she was not like the previous giggle.

Jiang Yiyuan didn't believe it, knowing that she wouldn't say it if she asked too much, so she didn't continue the topic.

He Shuli looked at the scene of the crime, still thinking about the content of the phone call just now.

It was her father, He Jingze, who just called.

Her father's mood on the phone was not very good, "Qianyue told me that since those two boys in City B came, you have started to neglect your duties." ”

"You don't want to do it anymore?"

"Nope." He Shuli whispered.

Her heart was empty.

"None? That's how you work? How many people have died in a case? You've been a police officer for a year, and you know everything about City A, what's going on with this case? ”

He Jingze's voice became more and more excited, louder and louder, and the last sentence was shouted.

He Jingze was really angry.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I ......"

"I'm not trying to hear your excuses." He Jingze roared, paused, and his voice calmed down,

"Dad knows that you have a good relationship with those two boys, and he also knows that those two boys are very powerful, but this is not a reason for you to back down."

"Dad, I didn't." He Shuli retorted.

"You didn't? Since those two boys came, you have become more and more slack about the affairs of City A, do you really not want to do it? ”

He Jingze's voice became louder again.

"Dad....." He Shuli shouted.

"Do you still want to do that job, don't forget what you promised me!" He Jingze still didn't stop, still talking.

He Shuli was silent.

"He Shuli, don't forget that you are my daughter He Jingze." He Jingze hung up the phone after speaking.

He Shuli lowered her eyes.

She knew that He Jingze was the most powerful policeman when he was young, and she knew that He Jingze hoped that she could also become a person like him.

But He Shuli was unwilling.

He Jingze is an old fox, and He Shuli's every move is under his nose.

Every time He Shuli went against his will, He Jingze thought about threatening her with that incident.

He Shuli took advantage of the opportunity that they were transferred to City A, and with their ability, they could indeed get her out.

I just didn't expect it.....

He Shuli sighed softly and looked at Bai Qianyue. The important reason and initial reason why she doesn't like it is that Bai Qianyue is He Jingze's "lackey".

Jiang Yiyuan heard He Shuli's sigh, glanced at her, and had a momentary illusion.

It was as if he had never known her.

"Jiang sir, the deceased was killed by someone digging out his heart from the back, and a heart was painted on his chest." Cheng Yun flipped the corpse to Jiang Yiyuan to see.

The corpse was in a state of decay all over its body, emitting a smell of decay, and there was a large hole in its back, the heart of its chest was gone, and the flesh and blood were blurred and solidified.

Rotting overnight? There are no maggots on the corpses either?

"Housekeeper, can you take us to meet your young master?" Jiang Yiyuan asked.

The butler hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The four of them followed the butler around the large garden, the villa outside seemed to be a trick, and the inside was their real residence.

They came to another villa, which looked similar to the one they had just had.

The housekeeper walked into the villa with the four of them, this villa is relatively normal, not like the villa just now, which is weirdly like an old castle.

"Butler, didn't anyone live in that villa just now?" He Shuli asked seemingly casually, her eyes fixed on the housekeeper, observing his every move.

The butler hesitated and said, "That villa has been abandoned for a long time. "The butler is gone.

The four of them knew that the housekeeper deliberately concealed it, and they didn't ask any more.

When they came upstairs, they happened to bump into Chen Bohui, who looked panicked and suspicious.

"This is the eldest lady Chen Bohui." The housekeeper was the first to introduce.

Chen Bohui smiled and made a gesture of greeting.

"Poor lady can't speak as soon as she is born". The butler looked sorry.

The four of them looked at each other quietly, each with their own thoughts.

Chen Bohui made a gesture to the housekeeper, signaling him to go back to the room, the housekeeper looked at Jiang Yiyuan, Jiang Yiyuan didn't say anything, and nodded.

Several people came to Chen Boyou's room, and the housekeeper knocked on the door, "Young master, are you there?" ”

After a while, a young voice came from inside, "The door is open." ”

The butler pushed the door open, the room was lit up, the curtains were tightly closed, and the boy sat in front of the easel and painted.

The young man stared at the portrait with melancholy eyes, ignoring the visitor.

"Young master, this is Officer Jiang." The housekeeper said.

The boy was still drawing.

"Hello, we're here to find out about last night." Jiang Yiyuan said.

Chen Boyou raised his head, his eyes revealing a thick melancholy, "When I saw my uncle last night, my uncle was already dead. ”

Chen Boyou lowered his head to paint again, not wanting to pay attention to the person in front of him.

The boy exuded a melancholy atmosphere, and the four felt that the boy's performance was very strange, and his uncle was dead, as if he was a little calm, but it was not calm.

and Chen Bohui is just as strange.

"What are you drawing, can you show it to your sister?" He Shuli asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Chen Boyou raised his eyes, pursed his lips, tore off the painting on the easel and handed it to He Shuli.

He Shuli took the painting and looked at it, shocked.

Isn't this the painting on the body of the deceased? Seeing this, the other three also came up to take a look, and they were all shocked.