"Again?"

Jiang Qiao looked at the woman on the other side of the bed with a face like gold paper, and sighed in his heart.

"Revenge, I love him so much, he actually treated me like that, there is not a good thing in men." The woman, oh no, there was a faint blue glow under the ghost's pale skin, bright red veins wriggling under the skin, and she stretched out a pair of dry hands, sharp nails that seemed to pierce her throat in an instant.

"Don't worry, the police will definitely be able to solve the case, he can't escape."

Jiang Qiao persuaded with kind words, but secretly complained in her heart, how could she be so old as to complain about grievances, she is not a policeman, she is also a judge, she is just a small citizen, how can she help them.

Unexpectedly, the female ghost suddenly flashed, and flew in front of her in an instant, a pair of sharp claws faced her eyes, seeing that the sharp nails were about to pierce her eyes, Jiang Qiao hurriedly blocked it with her hands, only to feel that the cold hands grabbed her wrists tightly, and the strength was as great as if they were going to pull her into hell to be buried.

"Ah~" Jiang Qiao screamed in fright, struggling to get rid of the shackles.

Suddenly, a white light flashed outside the window, and the female ghost seemed to have been scalded by something, let go of Jiang Qiao, and moaned unwillingly.

Jiang Qiao hurriedly shrank to the head of the bed, her eyes glanced at the lamp at the head of the bed, and before she could make any further movements, the female ghost pounced like crazy.

The white light outside the window was so bright that Jiang Qiao's eyes couldn't be opened. When she opened her eyes again, the female ghost on the opposite side was gone. She looked at the alarm clock at the bedside at three o'clock, and it turned out to be a dream.

Suddenly, she saw a dark scratch on her wrist and looked around in horror.

Wasn't it in a dream?

"The art tutoring club case has been solved." Mao Daxin's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"The headmaster did it." Jiang Qiao asked.

"Yes, the diamond earrings found had his DNA in them, and most importantly, the fragments of the murder weapon were found in his office, a small sculpture on his cabinet, which he left out when he cleaned up the scene, and there were traces of the victim's blood on them."

"That's good. Why did he kill people? ”

It turned out that the victim was the parent of a student at this tutorial school, and the two met by coincidence and developed an improper relationship between men and women. Originally, the principal just wanted to have fun, but he didn't expect the woman to be sincere, quietly divorced in private, wanted to stay with him, and threatened him that if he didn't agree, he would pass on their affairs.

If this spreads, there will be students to make up for the lessons, this cram school was founded by the principal's wife, although the wife has died, but he does not want to ruin his wife's hard work.

At the time of the crime, the two of them had an argument over the incident, and on impulse, he smashed a small replica of Rodin on the bookcase at her. He also had an idea, and used the tools in the classroom to make sculptures of the victims, thinking that the cram school would leave it now, and wait for him to rent a larger car and then smuggle the body away.

Unexpectedly, early the next morning, before he could borrow a car, students came to the classroom to practice, which made him miss the opportunity to move the sculpture.

Maybe it was destined in the dark, when he was making sculptures, the victim woke up. Originally, he had a chance to save her, but when he thought of her threat, he still had a heartbeat, sealed her mouth and nose with a plaster, and suffocated her to death.

But because of this, the plaster was not completely done, and there were fine cracks, and it was finally discovered.

"You know, a big man was crying in our interrogation room, saying that he was sorry for his wife, that the diamond stud earrings were made by removing the diamonds from his wife's wedding ring, and that it turned out to be the most powerful evidence to expose him. , and asked if he could return it to him in the future, alas, I really don't know what to say about him. Mao Daxin said with emotion on the other end of the phone.

"Hmph, he deserves it, who let him mess around and make the cram school a miasma, maybe his wife can't stand it anymore in the spirit of heaven, so he wants to kill his relatives in righteousness." Jiang Qiao didn't sympathize at all when he heard the reason.

"However, he did not admit that he did the previous case, he said that he just happened to hear the death of the victim of the previous fire case when the police came to interrogate, and the police officer who was chatting at the time said that it might have been done by a ghost, so he wanted to fool the case in the name of a ghost." Mao Daxin said.

"I think so. Did the police ask about the burning case? Why ask? Jiang Qiao was not surprised, Jiang Li had already said that this was not done by the same murderer.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say it, the daughter of the victim of the fire case is learning dance in this cram school, by the way, you wait, don't hang up, by the way, I remember right, the victim of the drowning case is the dance assistant teacher of this cram school" There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Mao Daxin also felt that something was wrong.

"The girl who died of the third myocardial infarction is also learning dance in this cram school," Jiang Qiao said about the discovery that day.

"In other words, this tutorial school is the only connection between the three cases." Mao Daxin said hesitantly on the other end of the phone.

"No, it should be said that in addition to dance, the connection between them is also a tuition club." Jiang Qiao cleared his mind and said.

"What the hell is going on? I'm sure I've seen the murderer you said somewhere, I'm very familiar, haven't you drawn it accurately, where have I seen it, child! I remember, I know where I've seen it, it's not impossible. Hang up first, I'll wait to send you the photo, you see if it's okay. ”

Without waiting for Jiang Qiao to speak, Mao Daxin hung up the phone anxiously, Jiang Qiao looked at the phone speechlessly, she felt a little strange, when Mao Daxin finally spoke, for some reason, she actually felt the tremor in his words, as if he was saying something incredible.

Jiang Qiao got up from the sofa and looked at it, Jiang Li's bedroom on the second floor was not moving, unless there was something that had to go out, every day at two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Li would stay in the bedroom, I didn't know what he was doing, there was no sound at all, and then he would come out on time at four o'clock.

Time as accurately as an alarm clock.

She once wondered if Jiang Li had the habit of taking a nap, but quickly dispelled this idea, once they were late for takeaway, Jiang Li actually ate half of it, just like setting the alarm clock, he had to go to the bedroom as soon as two o'clock arrived. How can anyone take a nap so punctually?

Jiang Qiao resisted the curiosity of wanting to go over and take a peek, she looked at the clock on the wall, at three fifty-nine, in another minute, Jiang Li was about to come out.

She stared closely at Jiang Li's bedroom door, and sure enough, the door opened. She turned her head to look at the clock, and the second hand was exactly past 12.

Knock knock, it's > Jiang Qiao looked down, it was Mao Daxin who sent it, and a photo popped up in the dialog box, and the little girl in the photo was exactly the same as the face in her mind.

Knock, Mao Daxin sent a few more words.

Jiang Qiao looked at her phone, her heart instantly seemed to fall into a cold pool, a chill rose from the soles of her feet, and she looked at Jiang Li who was slowly walking down the stairs in disbelief.

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