"Hasn't there been a similar case before?" Jiang Qiao asked eagerly.

"We have analyzed that this murderer should have a purpose, and he specifically targeted people who lived alone, especially women and the elderly. This not only ensures that he can subdue the victims, but also ensures that no one will find out in a short time. Mao Daxin paused, gasped as if thinking of something, and said: "Moreover, the scene was cleaned up very cleanly, and no useful clues were found, only a few very vague fingerprints, but there was no record." We've already looked at related cases that may have been missed before. ”

"Living alone, Jiang Li, you have to be careful, you look quite thin, maybe you will be targeted one day." Jiang Qiao turned his head and solemnly admonished. Jiang Li's hand froze, Mao Daxin held back a smile on the side, and his shoulders twitched silently.

After eating, Jiang Qiao was still preoccupied, she said goodbye to Jiang Li, went home first, and as soon as she opened the door, Cha Cha was already waiting for her at the door. The moment Jiang Qiao opened the door, he saw a small face that was about to be deformed squeezed out of the crack of the door, grinning and sticking out his tongue, whining excitedly. Jiang Qiao picked it up and spun it around in the air several times, laughing happily.

"The puppy hasn't eaten much today." Jiang's mother sat on the sofa in the living room, and when she saw Jiang Qiao coming back, she immediately reported.

Jiang Qiao looked at the small bowl that belonged to Cha Cha. Indeed, from yesterday to today, there is hardly any shortage of dog food in the bowl. Jiang Qiao picked up Cha Cha and said worriedly, "What's wrong with you, why don't you eat." If you don't eat, your body won't be fine. ”

Jiang's mother said that she didn't want to raise it, but when she saw that the puppy didn't eat, she was also very anxious in her heart, and quietly bought two chicken legs, boiled them in white water, peeled the chicken skin, minced the chicken and put it in a bowl, smelled the tea, and ate half a bowl in a big gulp. Jiang Qiao came out of the bedroom after changing into pajamas and took a look, not only was he angry.

Mothers are always so hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

Jiang Qiao saw that it was still early, so he took out his paintbrush and prepared to paint. Cha Cha watched earnestly from the side. As soon as she drew a head, Jiang's mother called her out.

When she returned, she was stunned by what she saw, Cha Cha was drawing on paper with a paintbrush in her mouth.

"Cha Cha!" Jiang Qiao hurriedly rushed over to stop it, but she didn't expect Cha Cha to see her coming, she didn't panic at all, and when she rushed to the front, she picked up a small dish of ink that Jiang Qiao had poured in advance, and tilted her head.

Jiang Qiao watched as a colorful watercolor painting instantly turned into a cloud of thick ink.

"Cha Cha!" Jiang Qiao was so angry that she couldn't fight anywhere, she cleaned up the mess in embarrassment, and looked at the ink-soaked drawing paper in the trash can distressedly. She looked at Cha Cha angrily, but Cha Cha held her hand anxiously and held the drawing paper in front of her.

"What are you doing, don't want this." Jiang Qiao angrily threw the black drawing paper back into the trash.

It's still that room.

Jiang Qiao looked around, strange, she started to dream again.

Last time he was in a hurry, Jiang Qiao remembered the information that Mao Daxin had told him to find out his identity. I decided to take a look at the furnishings in the room first. Since he couldn't move the drawers or anything, Jiang Qiao could only focus on the most conspicuous photo wall behind the sofa. The photo wall was full of small Polaroid photographs of young women she had seen last time and men she had never seen. It seems that they are very close, and they should be a couple.

A photo caught Jiang Qiao's attention, a young woman holding a puppy, it looked like it was just an ordinary little earth dog, but a painting in her hand was very familiar. It was an almost failed painting, with a large patch of ink on the colorful colors, which was very abrupt.

Isn't this the prank of Cha Cha tonight?

It's exactly the same as in the photo?

Could it be a coincidence?

It didn't seem to be completely dark outside, Jiang Qiao put down the photo and rushed to the glass door leading to the balcony. It's been a long time since I've wiped it, and there's a thick layer of ash on the glass that makes the outside view a little blurry.

Vaguely she saw the words Chongqing Mansion.

Suddenly, the glass door moved, and she was startled, and a man walked in and passed her. Jiang Qiao looked at his back and the long, thick baseball bat in his hand in surprise.

The man went into the kitchen with ease, and when he came out again, he sat calmly on the sofa with a bowl of noodles, took off his shoes and crossed his legs and ate the noodles. Jiang Qiao couldn't believe her eyes, if it weren't for the stick in his hand, she would almost think that this person was the owner of this house.

I've never seen such a perverse and weird behavior.

Jiang Qiao couldn't help but think of the case that Mao Daxin said, if it was said that the person in front of her would do a perverted act of killing someone and still living with the corpse for a while, she almost had no doubt that this was true.

Jiang Qiao looked anxiously at the darkening sky outside, she couldn't help but worry about the young woman, if she wasn't dead, then tonight would be another thrilling night.

Lin Shuyi got out of the car and walked slowly along the sidewalk, occasionally bending her waist and looking at the gap in the flower garden.

"Whoa, whoa." A grizzled puppy sprang out of the grass and watched her warily, baring its teeth and growling menacingly in its throat.

"Ah~ little guy, how can you be yourself." Lin Shuyi was a little disappointed, just now she thought it was Chai Chai.

The puppy's eyes did not become warm, still full of hostility, and after a few glances at her, he ran away with his tail between his legs. Lin Shuyi noticed that it also had a very old and broken collar around its neck. Her heart suddenly emptied, as if it had been violently hollowed out by a sharp claw into her heart, and after the hollow was dull pain.

The puppy, like Chai Chai, was abandoned by its owner. No wonder he is so hostile to humans, and I don't know if Chai Chai will be like it now, and will never love her again.

Lin Shuyi swayed on this road for two or three laps, but finally returned in vain.

She took out the key, still habitually listening to the movements of the house, but the door next to her opened coldly. Miss Huang's boyfriend walked out and was startled by Lin Shuyi lying on his door as if eavesdropping.

Lin Shuyi smiled embarrassedly. Today, this man is not wearing a hat, he looks unexpectedly delicate, fair and clean, wearing a dark blue shirt, but he is particularly handsome.

"Where's Miss Huang?" Lin Shuyi greeted with a smile.

"She hasn't gotten off work yet, so I'm going to pick her up. By the way, I really want to introduce myself yet, call me a friend. Ayu smiled and closed the door and disappeared into the hallway.

Lin Shuyi watched him leave and shrugged her shoulders enviously, it has been almost a year since the breakup, when will she have the next relationship, so that she doesn't have to live alone so fearfully.

This society still has too much malice and danger towards a single woman.

Lin Shuyi locked the door, turned on the light, and collapsed on the sofa tiredly, emptying herself. Suddenly, she was caught by something on the ground. She picked it up and looked at the overhead lamp suspiciously.

It was a black hair.

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