July 4, 10:17 AM

The body was lying on the green carpet in front of the LCD TV.

It is a private room of a tea house, and it is poorly decorated.

The corpse had a large hole in her throat, and the blood had stained a large carpet around her neck black.

Su Xi looked at the corpse, and the sky spun in an instant.

The nervous tension that had been high for the past few days and the exhausted body of the past few days gave up her work completely at this moment - her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground.

I want to shout, I want to shout, I want to shout for help, I want to call someone, or even just scream.

The face of the dead was right in front of her eyes: long, slender, cunning eyes wide open, lips half-open with bright lipstick, twisted features, spasmodic hands......

She looked even more surprised by her death than Su Xi.

Su Xi covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming out of control...... It was the last remaining sanity she had.

There was no time to rest, no time to collapse, she had to leave immediately.

Her legs were still limp, and she had to stand up with the huge glass coffee table.

The most important thing now is to be calm.

Calm down.

After taking two deep breaths, Su Xi was already standing in the corridor.

She wasn't too worried about being seen. This tea house is located in the factory area, densely populated, and it is well connected, and she has observed that there are no cameras here, and no evidence will be left here. It's now past ten o'clock in the morning, the tea house has just opened, there are not many customers, and the waiters are not so diligent.

She quickly judged the situation, and it was obviously the best idea to leave the scene quickly.

As you can see from the window, there is a large residential area behind the tea house, and as long as she goes out of this door, she will be like a clownfish, quickly blending in the ocean, and it is impossible for anyone to find her in this city.

Whew, whew, whew......

The sharp gasps were due to tension and fear, and her body stopped at the moment when the corner was about to turn.

She experienced what it was like to be electrocuted.

Fingerprint!

Her fingerprints were left at the crime scene!

She clenched her mouth again before an out-of-control scream erupted from her throat.

It's okay, it's okay, she can go back, wipe her fingerprints first, and then leave. It won't waste much time.

The moment she made her decision, she began to run down the hallway.

Calm down, calm down!

The short narrow skirt was not good for running, and she stumbled several times and almost fell.

Calm down, calm down!

The moment she rushed back to the box and closed the door again, Su Xi felt a slight coolness on the door of her head, which was her cold sweat.

She grabbed the corner of her shirt and wiped it on her face, and when she saw the doorknob, she simply took off her white shirt and wiped it vigorously until she was sure it was safe before turning to the coffee table.

Where the hell did she touch it? How many touches? Is there any other place with fingerprints?

Could it be that in a panic, she lost a few seconds of memory? In her lost memory, did she ever touch anything?

A series of questions burst out one after another.

What to do? What to do?!

Who can tell her what to do?

Su Xi knelt down and wiped the coffee table from top to bottom with her shirt, and when she was at the bottom of the matcha table, her eyes caught a glimpse of something...... She stopped, lay on the ground, hooked her fingers, and drew out a small piece of paper, which was a receipt, a receipt with a few words written, and the handwriting was crooked: I received cash today—

The blood splattered on the receipt blurred the pen handwriting...... The last thing the deceased did before he died, was he writing a receipt? To whom?

Su Xi didn't have time to think about it, and a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded.

With a creak, the door of the box was pushed open. She is a waitress at a tea house.

The blood in Su Xi's whole body instantly coagulated.

"Hello, this is your tea ready ......"

The waitress's voice seemed to come from hell, and then:

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream ignited the flames of hell.

Su Xi burned in the center of this flame.

"Call the police!" She yelled at the waitress as she carefully hid the bloodstained note in her palm.

She stood up, shivering and staggering. is just like the performance of an ordinary woman who bumps into the scene of a murder.

Yes, it's not a good thing, no, it's better than a good thing. God closed a door for her, and the devil opened an even bigger window for her.