"Two things, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Listen first."

"I don't know if it's a good thing, Luo Qi proposed to see you this morning."

"See me? Didn't she say why? ”

"No, she offered to see you early this morning, and she only saw you."

"What about the bad things?"

"The bad thing is that it's dead again!"

"Dead again?"

Jiang Qiao was originally absent-minded, but now he has completely come back to his senses. Last night's voice never sounded again, but Jiang Qiao's heart was always panicked, I don't know if she has become particularly sensitive recently, this voice made her inexplicably concerned, and she couldn't sleep all night.

"Serial murders?" Jiang Li held his teacup and said absentmindedly.

Mao Daxin shook his head: "Hey, no, it's unlikely that the same person did it, Team Liu asked me to pick you up and go to the scene of the crime first, and then go back to the bureau." Let's go, talk and talk, hurry. ”

After a few people got into the car, Jiang Qiao couldn't wait to ask, "What is the case this time?" ”

Mao Daxin's expression was solemn, frowned and sighed: "What's wrong with the people recently, this time it is a couple in their fifties, surnamed Qian, who were found dead at home, and they were stabbed more than 20 times by sight, bleeding to death from excessive bleeding." ”

"Huh?!" Jiang Qiao exclaimed.

"The body is still at the scene, the door of their house was open this morning, it was the body found by the neighbor who went to work, the couple has a daughter, Qian Duoduo, 30 years old, and now her whereabouts are unknown, she cannot be contacted."

"How so? Another single tragedy? Wouldn't that daughter have had an accident? ”

"The identification is doing blood sampling and analysis over there, and the body of their daughter was not found at the scene, and we are already checking the surveillance, but according to the security guards, they saw their daughter come back last night, but it is not clear when she left."

"I don't know why, I always have a bad feeling that this case may have something to do with Luo Qi's case." Mao Daxin stepped on the accelerator and sped up.

Expo Liyuan Community.

The security guards at the gate of the community dutifully maintained order, sweating profusely to prevent outsiders from entering. This is an old-fashioned community, and the security system has not yet been intelligentized, so it can only rely on security guards to manually recognize faces.

Mao Daxin honked the horn outside the crowd for a long time before he finally opened up a road, and the round-faced little security guard who led the way laboriously locked the door, Mao Daxin turned around and explained: "Don't let reporters or anything come in." ”

"Why don't you shoot the police to maintain order." Jiang Qiao sat in the back seat and felt that there were very few police officers at the scene of the crime today.

"Hey, there's no way, the province came to our city to inspect the work today, and most of the police force has been transferred to maintain order at the venue, who knew that something would happen today, alas, when the news spreads, the boss may kill us." Mao Daxin looked depressed, even Team Liu was transferred to the venue, a small provincial hall meeting gathered most of the police force in Jiangcheng, and as a result, only he, a half-hanger, was left at the scene of the murder with a police force of three or three.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Qiao found that the community was very small, with a total of six or seven six-story residential buildings, and it could be seen from the beige exterior wall with mottled water stains that the community had been built for a period of time, and most of the people living in the community were elderly people, all sitting on wooden chairs in the community for people to rest, watching the police come and go. Perhaps they have looked down on life and death, but the old people are very safe and do not show excessive curiosity and panic.

"This is the staff dormitory of the former textile factory." Mao Daxin walked to one of the buildings, "The deceased husband and wife were both employees of a textile factory. ”

"Did the daughter of the deceased live with them?" The stairs of the old buildings are particularly narrow, the corridors that are not wide are full of all kinds of debris, the lights on the top flicker and flicker, and you can see a snowflake spreading out when you step on it, and a musty smell mixed with a strange smell goes straight to your nose.

Jiang Qiao didn't feel cramped and uncomfortable in such an environment, but felt very familiar and comfortable. When she was a child, she had spent a long time in such a tube building, and when her father had not run away from home, although the conditions were simple, the family was happy and warm.

"Little Joe, this way. Jiang Li, what's wrong, here, what's wrong with the two of you. Mao Daxin rushed forward anxiously, but he didn't expect that when he turned around, these two looked slowly left and right as if they were visiting a national park.

Jiang Qiao realized that it was not only himself, but Jiang Li also had an expression of reminiscing about the past. Could it be that he also lived in this kind of tube building? Didn't he grow up in an orphanage? Didn't he forget what had happened before?

Over there, Mao Daxin urged continuously, Jiang Qiao couldn't think about it, and pulled Jiang Li to follow.

This time the crime scene was not much better than before.

Jiang Li took out the potion and dripped it on Jiang Qiao as usual, and after a brief burning sensation, Jiang Qiao opened her eyes, she took a deep breath, and pushed open the rusty iron door.

A bone-chilling chill hit her, and she shivered.

Police staff were methodically searching for evidence, and the forensic doctor was conducting a preliminary examination on the two bodies covered with white cloths. Among the uniforms, there are two people who are particularly eye-catching.

It was a couple in their fifties, the man was half-haired, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, leisurely wearing reading glasses, drinking tea and reading the newspaper, and from time to time saying something to his wife sitting next door choosing vegetables, and the busy police officers did not drive them away.

The two sat abruptly in the middle of a room of policemen.

Jiang Qiao was a little strange, and was about to walk over, but his wife stood up and walked in the direction of Jiang Qiao, was she waiting for herself? Jiang Qiao hurriedly laughed: "Auntie..." ”

But Jiang Qiao's greeting fell into vain, and his wife passed by her side and walked straight to the door, looking like she was about to open the door, but the door was originally open...

Jiang Qiao's scalp suddenly went numb, just now, the corner of her eyes fell on a group photo on the TV wall in the living room, which was a family portrait of the owner of this house - sitting on the grass holding her daughter's hand and smiling happily was the couple she saw now.

If Jiang Qiao guessed correctly, the couple should be lying under the two white cloths on the ground now, undergoing forensic examination.

Jiang Qiao was flustered, and the first thing that came to mind was Jiang Li. She turned her head to ask Jiang Li for help, Jiang Li was beside her, as if she had predicted what she was seeing, and without waiting for Jiang Qiao to speak, she said, "Don't disturb them, see what they are doing?" ”

With Jiang Li by his side, Jiang Qiao strengthened his courage and took a closer look, only to see his wife open a door that was unwarranted, and turned sideways to let someone in, looking at his wife's expression, that person should be very familiar. When Jiang Qiao saw his wife turn around, he seemed to be saying something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it, just as Jiang Qiao was about to lean over and try to hear it clearly.

Something unexpected happened.

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