Pei Yun turned his face lightly and landed on the corpse not far away. [With_Dream]

"The expression of the corpse!"

It is impossible for people to have such a peaceful expression in a state of terror and tension.

But every corpse here seemed very calm.

That expression is more like that of a patient lying unconsciously on the operating table after being anesthetized.

"Let's talk outside!" Tang Mo Shen raised his right hand to Duan Siping, "You guys will conduct an autopsy immediately!" ”

Raising his hand to hug Pei Yunqing's shoulder, he strode her out of the villa.

Far out of the police line, under a tree.

Tang Moshen raised his hand to stroke her hair.

"I'll ask Ziqian to send you back."

Pei Yun nodded lightly.

She had seen the aftermath of the war, where there were wounded and severed limbs, but it was a battlefield.

In such a peaceful world, the scene in front of us is tantamount to purgatory on earth.

Even for her, it was a strong stimulus.

She had already relied on her knowledge and experience to tell him what she could see that the rest should be done by a more professional forensic doctor, which was not her area of expertise.

Raising his hand to call Wen Ziqian over, Tang Mo spoke in a deep voice.

"We must send her back to the Tang Palace safely."

"Yes, Minister!"

Wen Ziqian opened the car door, and Tang Moshen personally sent her into the back seat of the car.

"Don't think about it, I'll go back as soon as possible, you take care of your own safety."

"I know." Pei Yun raised his hand lightly and held his arm, "You too!" ”

The man nodded slightly, straightened up, and helped her open the door.

In a moment, the car started.

The place where the crime occurred is getting farther and farther away, but Pei Yunqing's heart has not been able to calm down.

Although, Tang Moshen stopped it in time, she didn't see the child.

However, the blood and corpses all over the ground still stimulated her nerves.

Imagining the tragedy that happened in Mayor Lin's house, her two palms were clenched little by little.

"Bastard, I'll find out who you are!"

……

……

Take the elevator upstairs to your apartment.

Fang Riddle's gaze swept over the lock, and he took out the key to open it.

Pushing open the door and entering, his gaze swept over the corner of the rug in the hallway, and he gently kicked it flat with his toes.

He turned around and closed the door.

Click!

The door is closed and locked.

Placing the bag he was carrying on the foyer cabinet, he reached for it with his right hand, and when he came out again, there was already a blade between his fingers.

Then, he walked into the living room.

in the living room.

Lin Li smiled and sat in the middle of the big sofa, holding a cigar in his hand.

Behind him, two people stood on the left and on the right.

On the carpet next to him, Zheng Qi was kneeling on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, ropes tied to his body, blood stains at the corners of his eyes and mouth, and blood was still dripping from one nostril.

Seeing Fang Mi come in, Zheng Qi looked at him apologetically and lowered his eyes again.

His gaze swept over the people in the living room, and Fang Mystery walked over.

The guy standing next to Zheng Qi stepped forward and punched Fang Riddle head-on.

Dodging the opponent's fist, Fang Ri raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm and pulled it forward, slamming his knee into the man's chest.

The man screamed and bent down.

Fang Ri's elbow struck him in the back of the heart, and the man slammed into the ground like a rag bag, unable to move.

Taking a step forward, he waved his right hand lightly.

The ropes on Zheng Qi's body were broken one by one, but the clothes next to the ropes were not hurt at all.