Primitive impulses

Tang Xing followed the perspective to look at the ceiling, feeling the most primitive impulse of this body, he was speechless for a while, he couldn't even find a suitable word to describe the scene of thousands of horses galloping in his heart at this moment. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

This should be the murderer, Tang Xing thought. Although he had not seen the surveillance video with his own eyes, the time period of three minutes before the deceased died was too special, and with experience, Tang Xing boldly came to a conclusion.

According to the back, hair length, and Luo Youyu's physical reaction, the other party should be a woman, and it is a woman who is familiar with Luo Youyu, may have had a relationship, and even had sex.

Tang Xing continued to reason, he didn't know if this direction was right, but he could only stop his thoughts here, because the footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer.

The door was finally pushed open, and the sound of the cotton wool slippers stepping on the tiles was very soft, so light that it could echo Luo Youyu's intermittent breathing at the moment.

Luo Youyu seemed to have expected it, still staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Then, Tang Xing saw a hand with ordinary housework plastic gloves covering his vision, the red gloves became larger little by little in front of his eyes, and then slowly moved to the top of his forehead, combing Luo Youyu's hair that he didn't know how long it hadn't been clean, the other party's movements were very light and careful, and it felt more like taking care of a work of art.

Then, a figure wearing a mask, a hood, and a white coat came to him, rolled Luo Youyu's white eyes, shook his head, and slowly passed a soft plastic tube from his nostrils into his stomach.

It's been almost two minutes, Tang Xing calculated the time. Watch the woman methodically connect the liquid syringe to the soft plastic tube, then perform the liquid injection with one hand, and reach into the bathtub with the other hand to fumble back and forth.

Tang Xing subconsciously felt that this body was tight, and he knew that the woman had found her target, Luo Youyu's genitals.

At this time, Luo Youyu finally reacted, he moved suddenly, wanted to struggle, wanted to sit up, but unfortunately he couldn't, he was too weak, and he didn't even have the strength to get rid of one of the hands of the woman in front of him, he could only widen his eyes, staring at each other angrily, expressing his resentment, he tried to open his mouth, but the blood scabs on his mouth that repeatedly dried up indicate that efforts sometimes really can't be rewarded.

The woman looked at the other party's anger, but her eyes were bent, and the hand holding the other party's genitals began to move up and down from slow to fast, but the speed of the liquid injection slowed down.

The pleasure spread from his body to Luo Youyu's brain at the fastest speed, making Luo Youyu's originally resentful expression look funny. One second, two seconds, three seconds...... Time unexpectedly slowed down for Luo Youyu at this time, and he even wished to stay a little longer.

The woman looked at the man's expression in the bathtub and gradually changed from resentment to enjoyment, and gradually accelerated the speed of her hand movements, and then, as if she had calculated for a while, stuck the moment before his burst, and injected the liquid food in the syringe into the other party's stomach.

The scene in front of Tang Xing's eyes also darkened, and he knew that Luo Youyu was dead, probably from the last fireworks-like burst of weakness and detachment, or it could be that liquid injections and emotional agitation caused him to choke.

"How? Any clues? Li Ting put down the timer in his hand and asked.

"Can I take a break and tell you later?" Tang Xing's rhetorical question was not high.

"Okay." Li Ting responded, leaving the space in the bathroom to Tang Xing and the dead Luo Youyu.

Luo Youyu's head was still looking at the ceiling, and the fishing line had no support because of the rotting part of the mouth, so he stubbornly swayed.

"You say, was it really that woman who killed you?" Tang Xing asked to himself, then smiled self-deprecatingly and walked out of the bathroom.