Officer Wen took out his mobile phone and opened the picture to show Han Bing.

"He was slashed twice in the neck and once in the thigh, both on the major arteries, and the blood flowed profusely, and he died quickly. His face was also drenched with sulfuric acid...... The murder weapon has not been found...... What a poor girl. Alas......" Officer Wen sighed heavily.

"Look at this dress, is it the girl you saw?" He then asked.

Han Bing looked at it, I also saw it next to me, the girl in the photo was all black, it should have been disfigured by a high concentration of sulfuric acid, those extremely corrosive sulfuric acid caused severe chemical burns on the girl's face, and it has begun to carbonize...... The wounds on the neck and thighs are very large, especially the wounds on the thighs, which are deep enough to show the cruelty and professionalism of the murderer...... The girl was also wearing a pink tracksuit, curled up, and fell to the ground, and the whole picture was miserable.

Han Bing nodded slowly with tears in his eyes.

"Are you sure...... Is it dressed like this? Officer Wen asked again.

"yes, sure." Han Bing nodded again, "Who...... It's so cruel, she died so tragically......"

"Miss Han, how long did it take for you to stop a taxi after you met her?" Officer Wen asked.

"Around that time, I waved when a car passed by, because it's usually hard to get a taxi there...... Actually, I would have liked to run for another ten minutes. Han Bing replied, tears streaming down his face.

……

"Well, thank you. Miss Han, if there are any details that you need to help confirm, we will call you again. Also, if you think of anything suspicious, you can always tell us......" Officer Wen stretched out his hand and looked at her.

Han Bing nodded lightly and shook his hand.

We said goodbye to Officer Wen and walked on.

As soon as he got into the car, Han Bing's tears flowed down again.

"Don't be too sad, it turned out that you experienced such a horrible thing last night, it was so sudden......" I turned to look at her.

"A good life, I passed by last night, I looked at her back, and thought that I would also learn from her, run more in the future, who knows, it's gone...... The world is impermanent, it's so miserable......" She was very depressed, probably thinking about things at home.

"Don't be too upset. Oh yes, why would the Interpol team look for you? I asked.

"At one o'clock in the morning, a phone call woke me up, I heard the police officer calling, saying that there was a murder on the seaside avenue, it was a young girl in sportswear, from the surveillance along the way and the taxi driver's statement, he found that it looked like me, so he called me to ask about it, I said that I went there for a run, and I was also wearing sportswear, because I was too sleepy at the time, he asked me to go again this morning." Han Bing said slowly.

"So, Officer Wen thought it was you who was killed at first? Then I called to confirm, but I didn't expect another one to ...... In this way, it is very likely that the murderer of that girl wanted to kill you at the beginning, and a girl with a similar image and body appeared and you escaped...... Is this possible? "I'm inspiring her.

"Huh?!" Han Bing's face was horrified.

"Probably not, right? Who is so cruel that they want to kill me?! Her eyes widened.

"You pull over and let me think about it...... Hey, why didn't I think about it? However, the girl ran ahead, and I didn't hear her cry for help. She frowned.

"You really didn't hear a sound?" I asked.

"yes, no." She replied.

"When you get into a taxi, do you notice any strangers nearby, or electric cars or something? Those bushes, green belts, are there any homeless people, scavengers sitting there? I asked.

Han Bing shook his head.

"After getting into the taxi, do you have to take another look at the girl? Or on the nearby road, is there anyone else running? Think again. I asked again.

"Didn't pay attention to that...... How can you ask more professionally than Officer Wen? Han Bing turned his head to look at me.

"I prefer to read detective books......" I smiled.

"How do you think...... Is someone trying to harm me? Han Bing suddenly asked.

"Sixth sense." I casually responded.

"Because you lack a sense of security, calling me a bodyguard is a manifestation, so ah, don't go out alone in the future, it's very dangerous!" I continued.

Han Bing nodded, lost in thought.

At this time, in my mind, I was desperately thinking about the picture of the homeless man last night, except for a scar on the back of his neck, a little thin body, and a sloppy body, there was nothing else to ...... Especially when it was dark and the street lights were broken, I also glanced at them in a hurry, so there was not much valuable information. However, from the fact that his hands were covered in blood, I can tell that he has something to do with the murder last night. It is estimated that since the early hours of the morning, the police officers have already checked the nearby rental houses, and if the blood on that guy's hands is dripping on the road, then it should still be found today, or there will be some clues left...... Who the hell would have done such a murderous act, and with such a brutal approach?! Qin Lingjin? What did he instruct the homeless man to do? The target is Han Bing? Because the expected murder was not completed in the underground garage of the Tianyue Mansion last time, come again this time? There is such a possibility, because there are not many people who have mastered Han Bing's whereabouts, especially at night...... Thinking of this, I decided to ask her some more questions.

"I heard that the police officer called so late and woke you up to sleep, why didn't Boss Gao accompany you this morning?" I asked.

"He, he didn't come back yesterday, saying that he went to H City to see the project, and he won't come back until the day after tomorrow." Han Bing replied.

"Let's move on." She continued.

"Where to go?" I asked.

"Just go around......" she was absent-minded.

Turning a few streets, I deliberately drove towards the Corniche, the location of the murder.

Han Bing looked out the window, frowning, and stunned.

Suddenly, she saw the groves by the sea, and couldn't help shouting:

"That's it, that's where I saw the girl last night!"

I slowed down and took a closer look at the road.

A few hundred meters further on, there is the scene of the crime, where there is still a cordon, there seems to be media reporters wandering around, and more than a dozen passers-by are also watching.

Suddenly, I remembered something, and my whole body trembled.

I remember Dr. Liu told me that some data show that almost more than half of the murderers will take time to go to the scene of the murder after committing the crime, but they will be very careful, they will dress up carefully, and go to the scene to understand the situation under foolproof circumstances, see the performance of those policemen, or rather, see the nearby crowd watching his "masterpiece", and feel a sense of satisfaction...... These people have all kinds of psychological problems, and many of them are perverted and distorted......

So, it's less than twelve hours since the crime, and it's just the time for the murderer to wake up and return to the scene to check!!

I simply pulled over, widened my eyes, and looked around, trying to find someone suspicious through observation.

"The place where you got into the car is only 300 meters away from the scene of the crime, so close...... This section of the road happened to be unmonitored...... I don't know if the nearby surveillance can see it? I said to her.

"Yes! It's horrible! Han Bing's heart palpitated.

"Why did the murderer disfigure the girl with sulfuric acid? Is it to keep the police from knowing her identity, or is it ...... What about the girl's mobile phone, what about the other things on her body? Did Officer Wen tell you this? I suddenly remembered.

"No, I didn't ask...... Brother Qian, you know so much! It's good to have you today, which makes me feel safe, thank you......" Han Bing's face was full of gratitude.

I pursed my lips and didn't say anything, because through the glass window of her side I saw a thin figure appear on the opposite side of the road, he moved very quickly, crossed the zebra crossing, stood by the bushes, looked at the crime scene a few times, and then immediately pulled down the hat on his head, covered half of his face, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

I quickly started the car and chased after it.