They dug through all the plastic boxes in the basement freezer and found that they could piece together a complete human body.

At the same time, a woman's leather bag was also found, which contained an ID card, on which was Lai Qingjun, who was smiling.

The hair of the woman picked up at the scene, and after DNA testing, it was found that it was the same person as the woman Chen Xian had last autopsy.

The most incredible thing is that a large number of new hallucinogens "bath salts" were found in Deng Xuchang's house.

Lai Qingjun's body was lying intact in the forensic laboratory.

Who's in the fridge?

Jing Yuan was scared, it's impossible, it's impossible to dismember a person in such a short time, it's impossible, he stopped himself from thinking nonsense.

Interrogation room.

Deng Xuchang is still calm, and the smile he showed is not what a normal person should have.

He confessed to killing Lai Qingjun, after all, the ID card was there, and the DNA was there.

He grinned and said, "Lai Qingjun, damn it, she sent it to the door voluntarily." ”

But the internal organs in the refrigerator, he did not say who it was.

He also said, "You police are so powerful, investigate well." Find out that there is a reward, haha! ”

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Lai Qingjun, she is a clerk in an advertising agency.

Two years ago, I came to Huaicheng from a small town in the south to develop and applied for a job in a company called Hengshun Advertising.

At first, I would follow the boss out to run the business and pull the advertisement.

Later, she found out that this advertising company was not a serious company, but on the surface it was an advertising business, but it was actually helping all kinds of dirty money from unknown sources to do money laundering business.

But she didn't report the company because, she found that money laundering was really lucrative. As long as it is successful, the commission is very substantial. With an average amount of 1 million, there is a commission of 50,000 yuan, and she can get a 2% commission on this commission.

Lai Qingjun, who thinks he is extraordinary and is determined to fight for a piece of the world, didn't take long for him to save a small amount of money, return to his hometown during the New Year's holidays, give his parents big red envelopes, buy luxury goods, health supplements, and provide for his younger brothers and sisters to go to school.

So the people in her hometown praised her, saying that Lai Qingjun had made a breakthrough outside. This made her think of herself even more.

came from the countryside, and suddenly had a good income, which gradually made her lose herself.

was arrogant and careless in making friends, and she entered the comparison family.

I met a group of hot girls in a nightclub, some of them are rich people from wealthy families, she also learned to dress as a lady from a high-class family, every time she goes to a nightclub, she has to compare bags, jewelry, clothes, shoes, cosmetics, perfume, everything.

Over time, even this unserious high-income job began to overwhelm her life.

Deng Xuchang was met in a nightclub.

It was a very mysterious, charismatic man. The Armani Attitude men's perfume on his body deeply hooked Lai Qingjun's soul.

She learned that the man's name was "Deng".

Tonight, Deng came again, sitting alone on the sofa, watching the enchanting and gorgeous women on the dance floor, dancing gracefully.

In his hand, he held a cigar, and the red head of the cigar was filled with a faint smoke. Just like his people, he can't see the real him in the smoke.

When Deng first arrived, Lai Qingjun noticed it. She fell in love with this man who smelled of loneliness.

Just as Deng was about to take a second puff of his cigar, Lai Qingjun walked behind Deng, leaned on the sofa, and the pressure from the sofa came out of her chest, so that a pair of white breasts were particularly gathered and erect, and her hand was wrapped around Deng's neck.

The head leaned forward slightly, and the seductive red lips stayed straight on Deng's cheek.

Lai Qingjun's right index finger probed Deng's lips, preventing him from smoking the cigar smoothly.

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"So lonely, smoking a cigar alone."

Deng lowered his eyes and smiled, "It would be better if there were Yi people with you." He grabbed Lai Qingjun's slender hand, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and followed the back of Lai Qingjun's hand to her arm, and finally to her fragrant shoulder and neck. The sensitive band around her neck was gently stirred by two nimble fingers, and a tingling sensation spread from her scalp to her toes.

Her Deng turned out to be so sultry.

Lai Qingjun naturally bypassed the sofa and sat next to Deng, nestled in his chest. She took Deng's cigar, put it in her mouth and took a puff, inhaled it deeply into her lungs and circled it, and then spit out the smoke from her mouth.

"Fine Cuban Gaosba cigars." Lai Qingjun winked at Deng.

"Well, the merchandise." Deng took the cigar she had smoked, put it into his mouth without disgust, took a deep breath as well, and then turned his head and gently spit out the cigarette towards Lai Qingjun.

The light smoke was blowing on his face, Lai Qingjun closed his eyes and enjoyed the smell of second-hand smoke that exuded the atmosphere of money and nobility with his nose, and sure enough, the precious smoke, even the second-hand one, was particularly refreshing.

The two of you smoked one bite at a time, until the cigarette butt was about to burn out.

"What do you call a kitten?" Deng asked.

"Lai Qingjun."

Lai Qingjun hugged Deng, looking intoxicated, "Deng, what is your full name, I want to know." ”

"Deng Xuchang."

The lights in nightclubs are easy to urge business chaos and get lost.

That night, the two got into a heated fight and went to a convenient hotel. When she got to the bed, Deng Xuchang covered her eyes with a black cloth, which made Lai Qingjun have a faint expectation in inexplicable fear, which she attributed to passion.

Immersed in total darkness, hearing and touch become the most sensitive senses, and the slightest touch will make her tremble. She felt Deng Xuchang's hard work and galloping.

In this way, I spent a beautiful night of intoxication and fragrance.

woke up, Deng Xuchang disappeared, but left two thousand yuan. Lai Qingjun was very happy, she didn't expect this man to be so refreshing, she didn't need to ask the man who would take the initiative to give money, she liked it.

After that, both of them met in a nightclub before going to the hotel. Deng Xuchang would never ask her for a tryst in private. Over time, Lai Qingjun was slightly disappointed.

Every time you meet in a nightclub, spend ** together, he will definitely leave two thousand yuan, at first, Lai Qingjun was very happy, but later, she was unhappy, this is not enough, she feels that this man has never cared about herself at all, and only thinks that he is a tool to vent his desires.

That day, they had just finished doing it for the fourth time, and Deng Xuchang's sweat dripped on her chest, and then he untied the black cloth tied to her eyes.

Tonight, he was extremely excited, and he kept intercourse with her intimately, changing various positions, and every time he felt the high-spiritedness of a certain part shortly after he finished his work, and the rubber sleeves in the box were exhausted.

What made her a little puzzled was that every time she took off her eyebands, everything was packed up by Deng Xuchang.

So she didn't know if there was anything left in the box.

She once tried to untie her eyeband and take a sneak look at him when she intersected, but after being discovered by Deng Xu, she slapped her with a slap, which hurt her eyes, and Lai Qingjun really cried in pain.

Afterwards, Deng Xuchang kept apologizing to her, begging for her forgiveness, and gave her 10,000 yuan more happily. After seeing the money, she felt less pain again.

Another time was Deng Xuchang's too rough movements, which caused blood to come out of his lower body, and he gave her 20,000 yuan to appease her.

Every time I see the money, I feel that I can swallow the grievances.

Money, sometimes demons, can get you to the clouds and it can get you to hell.

After the fourth time, Deng Xuchang seemed to show a little sleepiness, but his face was still red.

"Deng, why are you in such a good mood today?" Lai Qingjun asked, snuggling up to his shoulder.

"Today, I made another big profit." After that, a sneer appeared on his lips.

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