"It's simple. The stir-fry chef Xiao Zhang, isn't that the one you know? What's more, he's also a home cook you've hired. If you want to distract him, just talk to him casually. I clasped my hands to my chest and said coldly.

Hou Yong still wanted to argue something, but was completely interrupted by my words:

"Actually, your modus operandi is very clumsy. Because you will easily leave evidence of your guilt on your mobile phone, if you take out your mobile phone now, click on the software application you used to order takeout, and check your takeout order history for that day. Even if you delete it, we can restore the record. ”

I looked at him with a sneer on my lips.

Hou Yong suddenly stood up and wanted to escape. But how can I let a cooked duck fly away from my hands? I immediately grabbed his wrist and wanted to take the opportunity to subdue him, but I didn't expect Hou Yong's strength to be so strong that he broke free from my hands at once.

Ouyang Qian also tried to block his escape path from the other side, but he didn't succeed, but he was knocked to the ground and screamed in pain.

But what I didn't expect was that Hou Yong didn't run directly towards the door, but ran into his own bedroom and closed the door with a "bang".

I wondered if I was putting myself in a bag. Could it be that he wanted to jump out of the window and escape?

Without thinking so much, I followed, directly took out the pistol on my waist, shot at the lock of Hou Yong's bedroom door, and then raised my foot and kicked the door open.

"Don't move!" I raised my gun and yelled. But I found that my movements were still too slow.

At this time, Hou Yong was already lying face down on the floor, his face was distorted, saliva remained at the corners of his mouth, and his lips were blue and purple. I walked up and put my finger in front of his nose and sniffed.

It's dead.

Is it ***? I was shocked to see him like this.

Only *** has such a fast effect, causing death in just a few tens of seconds. The symptoms of his facial death also coincide with *** fatal conditions.

I lifted his mouth and sniffed it closer, and sure enough, there was a faint smell of bitter almonds. I didn't expect that in the 21st century, there are still people who commit suicide with such a deadly and rare poison!

Ouyang Qian and Hou Li walked over, the latter was directly frightened and screamed, and then sat on the ground at a loss.

Ouyang Qian looked at me with a puzzled expression, not knowing what was going on.

"Team Shao, ...... this?" She looked at me in surprise.

I said with a solemn expression: "Xiaoqian, notify the police and let them come and collect the body." , tens of seconds for such a long time, people have already died. ”

"But...... Don't you think that's weird? Why did he kill someone, and why did he kill himself so quickly after killing someone? All this makes no sense, what is he doing so much for? ”

Ouyang Qian's words actually went straight to the point. That's exactly what I'm thinking about at this point. It stands to reason that I should have just said that Hou Yong's method was very clumsy, but it can be regarded as his careful planning of all this.

However, we have absolutely no idea what his motives were.

What is he doing all this for? Moreover, why ***, why did he commit suicide so quickly after the truth of his murder was exposed?

It reminds me of some plot from spy movies. A secret spy of a country often reveals his identity, and in order to prevent the other side of the person from pulling any information out of his mouth, he will immediately swallow poison and commit suicide.

The suicide of Hou Yong gave me this strange thought. Perhaps, there is a more unknown secret behind Jian Honghong's death, and Hou Yong is just a chess piece, he may be exposed at any time, but once exposed, he will commit suicide to protect some more important information.

The police station was quickly dispatched, and under my leadership, Hou Yong's home was thoroughly searched, and Hou Yong's sister Hou Li was brought back to the police station for further questioning.

We found a small, inconspicuous box under the bed in Hou Yong's room. When I opened it, I found that it was full of strange pictures.

Some of the pictures are drawings of pentagrams, while others are real pictures of pentagrams. There are also photographs of a group of people in gray hooded coats standing together in a circle around candles against a dark background, as if performing some kind of ritual.

These strange photos are both mysterious and frightening. Based on our years of police criminal investigation experience, it is likely that Hou Yong joined an organization similar to the spread of a cult.

These pentagram arrays and people wearing gray hoods are likely to have something to do with this.

"Mysticism, huh?" The person from the Forensics Division said in front of me with a photograph.

"yes, it's been a long time since I've seen this kind of strange case. Maybe it has something to do with cults. I remember that the time when cults were all the rage was more than 10 years ago, and now that education has been popularized so much, I didn't expect that there would still be such underground organizations. I said, clasping my hands to my chest.

In this way, the large number of dishes and chopsticks I had in their kitchen should also be explained. At that time, I was still wondering, after all, there were only two people in this family, Hou Yong and Hou Li, and even if there was a chef who often came to cook, he would not use so many dishes and chopsticks.

It seems that perhaps some of Hou Yong's "friends" often visit his home. That's why I often prepare some extra dishes and chopsticks. I also remembered that there were some scraps left over from last night's cooking in the kitchen bin, and maybe they had a party in the house last night.

"Look closer, maybe there are other surprises." I waved my hand and motioned for everyone to continue checking.

"Team Shao, I found these things in a locked cabinet next to his bed." A comrade handed me two small boxes and a delicate notebook.

I looked down and saw that one was filled with fingernails and the other was filled with a white shaving. I leaned over to take a closer look, and suddenly I smelled the crumbs. I recognized it at once, and almost threw up in disgust

This small box is filled with human dandruff.

I quickly handed the two boxes to the Forensics Section and took a deep breath to prevent myself from actually throwing it out.

Then, I opened the delicate little notebook and found that it was full of Hou Yong's diary!