"Daily report, the latest news, Funan Street community has been missing frequently in recent days, the missing people are all young men and women, and yesterday another missing person disappeared at about 11 o'clock in the evening, the mobile phone wallet was thrown on the ground, and the police's current explanation is that it is not a robbery. Then, it is very likely that a criminal gang of organ trafficking has broken into City A, please pay attention to the general public, try not to travel alone at night, if necessary, please be sure to bring a companion and pay attention to safety! The following information on the list of missing persons is announced, if there is any news, please call the following number as soon as possible and contact us, thank you! ”

Su Kui sat on the sofa, his head resting on Qin Yu's thigh, staring at the font constantly swiping on the LCD screen without blinking, slightly distracted.

Qin Yu was painting her nails, and she didn't know which evil she had fallen into, so she dragged her up from the quilt early in the morning, and then put a bunch of nail polishes of different colors in front of her, asking her to choose which color was good-looking, she was impatient, pointed to a bottle casually, and then lay down on his lap with great uncooperation, and tossed it casually.

Qin Yu listened to Xu Qian muttering, saying that it was a boudoir pleasure for ancient men to paint their wives' eyebrows, but this is modern, and look at the woman of Qin Boss's family who looks so demonic, she is very beautiful without makeup at all! So he made a trick, saying that women like their boyfriends to paint their nails, so he gave him a set.

For the first time in thirty years, it was no less surprising than the flowering of the iron tree.

It's just that this flower blooms, and it's still iron.

With a cold face, she painted her hands messily, and washed them off with her eyebrows, and didn't give up on applying anything, Su Kui said: If you like to play, just play!

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The number of missing people is increasing, but there is no one to be found, no body to be found, and the police have dug into the ground for three feet to find no clues. As the news continued to ferment, some families of missing people wept bitterly behind reporters' backs, spoke incoherently during interviews, and their sadness spread thickly.

Another week passed.

Su Kui suddenly saw such a message in the news.

"The latest progress of the disappearance case in the Funan Street community, the bodies of the missing people have been found, a total of three, and two are missing." As the reporter's voice interjected, the scene began to become noisy, and it was snowing blizzardly outside, and the police officers had pulled up a cordon, wearing long rain boots, and the ground was muddy.

"The missing persons died in a tragic state, and after forensic identification, each of the deceased died because of the removal of their hearts. The police determined that this is a case of reselling organs from a living person, and the police are currently intervening in the investigation, and it is believed that the murderer will be brought to justice soon. ”

"Snort-" Su Kui finished reading, turned off the TV casually, and sneered.

Qin Yu came from upstairs, only to hear the last sentence, he raised his eyebrows, "What?" ”

Su Kui pursed his lips and only replied, "It's not a trafficker who resells organs." ”

"Really?"

Qin Yu went into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, walked over slowly, put the cup to Su Kui's mouth, she took a sip slightly, frowned, "Bitter." ”

A weird coffee that doesn't even put sugar when drinking coffee!

Qin Yu chuckled, handed her the milk that had already been brought to her with his other hand, and asked, "How do you know that it wasn't made by organ traffickers, so sure?" ”

"Huh, this method is exactly the same as the person who killed me in the first place, I can't forget it!" Su Kui sneered, his hands around his chest, and his bare feet dangled on the coffee table. "It's just, it's too rusty!"

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