Chapter 33 The Drama of the Actor, the Detective and the Forensic Doctor (Action) IV: On the Deadly Red Poppy

The tip of the nail carved scratches on the wall little by little, and then used his fingers to smooth out the scratches, Yun Yeyao secretly completed this series of actions, and then walked towards the kitchen with confidence, there is still a place to confirm, just now because he was in a hurry to send back the evidence to Xiao Zuo, so he didn't have time to look at it.

But the faint smell of blood on the tip of his nose has been stimulating Yun Yeyao's nerves, he is very sure that it is different from what Xiao Zuo smelled at that time, but what is different, Yun Yeyao can't say why.

We have to find a way to get over again, but how do you avoid that person's gaze? As he moved slowly, Yun Yeyao thought about it.

He regretted that he was too shrewd when he first arrived here, or because he lacked experience like Xiao Zuo to make mistakes, but if Xiao Meng hadn't insisted on Xiao Zuo as a bait, in fact, Xiao Zuo could have taken on the role of a detective, Xiao Meng was like this, overly worried about himself.

Although Yun Yeyao was very useful in his heart, he was also worried about Xiao Zuo and Xiao Meng. Now it's time to unravel all the confusion as soon as possible, so he must step up.

As soon as one foot stepped into the threshold of the kitchen, he was met by Mrs. Lucifer, who had finished washing the dishes, and walked out.

Mrs. Lucifer was slightly startled and asked Yun Yeyao, "Mr. Yun, what are you doing here?" ”

Her question was very abrupt, which made Yun Yeyao blush a little: "I want to go to the bathroom......"

"Oh, then I'll go out first." As she spoke, Mrs. Lucifer's big eyes followed Yun Yeyao's footsteps in the direction of the bathroom, and only after a moment did she turn around and continue into the living room.

In the living room, there was a faint sound of Mrs. Lucifer talking to the two guests, but Yun Ye couldn't hear what he was talking about. He hurriedly swept his hand over a certain place, and then his body disappeared into the darkness behind the kitchen.

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Faintly, the smell that diffused into the air was unpleasant, and the man paid attention to the stairs under his feet, moving his steps little by little, his nose sniffing in the air as if to determine the direction of something.

'It's close, it should be in this place, but ......'

The smell in the air was too faint for the man to pinpoint his exact position, so he kept sniffing and moving until his back touched a large wooden cabinet.

'Huh?! What is this. ’

The man turned around and lifted the corduroy fabric, stretched out his head to look inside, he was indeed a little scared in his heart, he didn't know what would suddenly fall out, the man's breathing was a little heavy, and the person also felt hot.

Not far behind him, a round head flashed at the entrance of the dark corridor, and it was impossible to see whether it was a man or a woman, whether he was spying on a man, or just passing by, no one knew clearly. Anyway, the man is absolutely unaware. He is still exploring the secrets of the dark depths.

Before I knew it, the sky outside was also getting darker, it was already past six o'clock in the evening, and the night that the devil liked was coming, and the demon who had always been hidden in the corner of the house was gradually getting excited.

Suddenly there was a small exclamation in the darkness, followed by the sound of small and rapid footsteps, accompanied by a slight gasp of a woman. All this happened in a place that no one in the living room could see or hear, and our detective and medical examiner, unaware that someone had been in trouble, were calmly questioning a third horror novel lover, Miss Yurui.

There was nothing suspicious about Mr. Bimbai that day, he had not been in the bathroom at a critical time, and he had no motive to harm the deceased. (Of course, this is all judged by his own words.) )

Ignoring Mr. Binbai's uncutting attitude, he still basically cooperated, but Miss Yourui in front of him was different, this woman's voice was between a baby voice and a girl's voice, in Xie Yunmeng's opinion, it was even more terrifying than the sound of a saw blade scratching on the door frame, and Mo Haiyou on the side was not much better, but it was just a little better than Xie Yunmeng's stamina.

Enduring the nausea, Mo Haiyou asked her, "What did you do when you got up this morning, can you tell me in detail?" ”

"I've already told you, I didn't do anything, I just said a few words to my wife and eldest sister, and I spent the rest of my time reading books, I don't know what the point of you asking this!" Yourui said angrily.

Maybe it was because there was a corpse lying on the bed next to her, Yourui's emotions were a little out of control, her eyes were staring at Mo Haiyou, and she was not attracted by this man's handsome appearance, but instead revealed a look of boredom.

"Please answer the question well, we are solving the case, not a child's game." Xie Yunmeng finally couldn't help but speak.

"Humph! I don't think it's any different, the eldest sister is dead, will the murderer admit it himself? It's a waste of time for you to ask questions like that! It's better to find a way to find the real murderer yourself. ”

Xie Yunmeng felt that Yourui was simply unreasonable, the women here were all noisy and unreasonable, how could they feel that they could not be compared with Yuan Mujian and Luo Yun at the beginning, and he was holding back a breath of anger in his heart, Xie Yunmeng strode to the edge of Yourui's seat, grabbed the woman's collar, and pulled her out of the door.

"You! What are you doing?!! Are you doing this to women?! Yourui screamed unwillingly, and immediately attracted the flower messenger.

Jasmyn quickly ran up and grabbed Yurui's almost fallen body, and said to her, "What's wrong with you?" Didn't you tell you to cooperate with Mr. Detective? Also, Mr. Detective, I take the liberty of saying please don't be so rude to Xiao Ai, she is already injured. ”

"I couldn't control myself when I looked at my eldest sister's corpse, and I couldn't stay in there for another minute." Yourui defended herself, and when she came to the living room of Nuoda, she finally calmed down, and when she wanted to turn around and say something to Xie Yunmeng, she found that the big man's face was completely out of control-

"Xiao Yao! Haruka!! You...... Madam, where is Xiao Yao?!! Xie Yunmeng rushed to the front of Mrs. Lucifer in one step and asked in a panic, confusing Mrs. Lucifer.

At this time, Mo Haiyou's voice also came from the room: "Officer Xie, what's wrong?!" ”

"Xiao Yao is not in the living room, he is gone!"

Xie Yunmeng's answer made the sound of gasping air in the room instantly, if it weren't for the inconvenience of his legs and feet, it is estimated that Mo Haiyou would have rushed out on the spot.

Mrs. Lucifer reacted strangely to them, she stared at a pair of beautiful eyes and said, "Mr. Yun just went to the bathroom, why are you so nervous?!" ”

"When did he go to the bathroom?" Xie Yunmeng asked anxiously.

"This ......" Mrs. Lucifer couldn't answer, her eyes looked at Jasmyn on the side, Jasmyn didn't respond, Mo Haiyou rushed into the kitchen with an arrow.

By the time he came out again, Mo Haiyou had already walked out of the room with the help of the other two men, and Xie Yunmeng was leaning against the kitchen door frame like a limp with almost no blood on his face.

"No, Xiao Yao is not in the bathroom, I went to the basement to look for it, but no. And...... See for yourself. ”

Before the words fell, Xie Yunmeng couldn't support it anymore and sat down on the carpet by the kitchen door, Mo Hai's right hand was also trembling, he limped over and took the crumpled thing in Xie Yunmeng's hand, and after just one glance, the eyes that were as scorching as Yun Yeyao were closed, and at this moment, the pupils in the eyes could be felt full of despair without looking.

Mo Hai's right hand shook open a dark gray suit shirt, except for himself, only Yun Yeyao was wearing the same clothes today. The jacket was already soaked, and thick droplets of water were still dripping down, and the color of the droplets was like flames, burning everyone's heart.