The early summer night is still a little cool.

In a deep house compound with intricate and exquisite decoration, a girl in a light-colored dress closed the door of the room, walked alone through the dark path in the house, and arrived in another courtyard, stood outside the door of the house and called softly.

"Sister, sister?"

There was no response in the unlit room, and the girl stretched out her jade hand and slowly opened the door of the room.

Immediately after, a terrible woman's scream rang out in the dark room.

With this scream, more lights gradually turned on in the mansion, and some housekeepers and subordinates ran out of the mansion, making a mess for a while, and finally all of them chased after the black shadow that flashed on the wall.

The screams reached a small noodle restaurant at the corner of the street not far away, and the young man who was pouring chili noodles into the noodle bowl shook his hand, and half a bottle of chili noodles went into the noodle bowl.

"Oops, what's the situation!" The young master looked at the red noodle soup and gritted his teeth angrily.

The owner of the noodle restaurant was so frightened that he didn't dare to move behind the counter, and said tremblingly, "Yes, the murderer is committing another crime, right?" ”

"Murderer?" When the young man heard this, not only did he not panic, but he became interested, and took the noodle bowl to the door and looked curiously.

"Hey, the courtyard not far ahead is lively."

When the boss heard this, he couldn't help but be even more afraid, "It's bad, this thief has done all the evil done to the Shen Mansion!" ”

"Shen Mansion? You're pretty rich, right? The boy, dressed in a strange costume and with long girl-like hair, leaned against the doorway and muttered as he picked up a piece of chopstick noodles and put it in his mouth, grinning at his teeth.

The boss looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, Liucheng had such an atmosphere, and he still had such a leisurely mind to eat noodles, but he thought that he was just a child, so he kindly reminded him,

"Liucheng has not been peaceful lately, don't be outside at such a late hour, don't eat noodles and go home."

"It's not too peaceful," even though the young man was spicy, he still persisted in gobbling up the two or two small noodles, and chatted with the boss between inhaling and relieving the spicy, "I don't see that there are many shops that open at night, and the boss is still open, and he is very bold." ”

"If you hadn't come in, I'd have closed the door and left," the boss sighed, "I used to open the shop until the end of the day, but now I'm going to close before the end of the day." ”

At the mention of time, the boy's eyes narrowed slightly, "Then what time is it?" ”

"Isn't it just a moment coming," replied the boss, "hasn't the shift just passed?" ”

"Oh, too, I forgot about it." After the boy finished eating the noodles, he looked at the noodle soup that was still hot in the bowl, he was ruthless, held his breath, picked up the bowl and drank it all.

"Hah!" As a result, he naturally opened his mouth wide and kept fanning his mouth with his hands.

Seeing this, the boss picked up the teapot, "Why don't you drink some tea to relieve the spicy?" ”

The young man looked at him fixedly, "Do you want money?" ”

"I don't want yours anymore."

"More, then!"

The young man drank half a pot of tea again before revealing a relieved expression, "Your southern peppers are really violent." ”

At this time, the noise outside had gradually come in the direction of the noodle restaurant, and the young man paid the noodle money, waved his hand and left.

After he left, the owner of the noodle shop realized that this kid seemed to be a foreigner.

Do you want to report it to the police?

As soon as the next day dawned, there was big news in the small town.

Last night, the Shen Mansion was noisy because the eldest lady of the Shen family, Shen Yuelan, was killed, and Master Shen ran to knock on the door of the police station at night, regardless of whether the detectives were asleep or not, and dragged them all up to handle the case.

Who is Master Shen, that is the richest man in the city, and he is the largest taxpayer in this small place called "Liucheng", even the police station has to pay attention to Master Shen's face.

And the eldest lady Shen Yuelan, who was killed, was a model of Liucheng's daughter's family because she was knowledgeable and gentle and sensible, so she was given a respectful name called "Miss Lan" in Liucheng.

A group of sleeping detectives went to the scene of the crime and didn't see the reason, so they could only hurriedly conclude that Miss Lan was killed by a serial murderer who had been rampant in Liucheng recently and committed several crimes.

Let's talk about this Liucheng, the scenery is pleasant, the people are simple, and it is a small city that can be lived.

Ah, at least until this year.

Since the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of this year, there have been eleven tragic murders in Liucheng one after another, and the deceased are all young women, all of whom were raped and then killed.

Oh, and that's not all.

The deceased, Miss Lan, in the eleventh case that occurred yesterday, was only stabbed in the throat and was not raped, at least the Shen family swore by gambling to ensure that she was not raped.

The first ten cases were either civilian women with simple social relationships, or fireworks women with low status or unspeakable status, but this time the deceased was the daughter of Lord Shen, the richest man in Liucheng.

Dozens of murders have already made the people of Liucheng panic, and the death of such a well-known figure has aroused public anger in a panic, and the people have accused the police station of inaction, and Master Shen, who lost his beloved daughter, scolded in front of the police station, denouncing that the taxes paid over the years only fed a batch of rice buckets.

In just one day, Liucheng was almost overturned.

In order to appease public opinion, of course, it is more likely that in order to appease Master Shen, the number one taxpayer, a detective surnamed Chang was sent from above to be responsible for investigating the case.

Inspector Chang rushed to the police station as soon as he got off the train and started to handle the case, you have to ask him what he did?

Fart, make a fart.

The investigation files of the Liucheng Police Department for these murders are basically equivalent to a pile of waste paper, and Inspector Chang is no matter how smart he is, and then such a mess is also on fire.

What's even worse is that in the evening, Miss Lan's fiancé also rushed back from out of town to inquire about his fiancée's case.

As the saying goes, Zhu Men married Zhu Men, this fiancé is named Zhuang Youjie, and he is also the son of a local big family, although the Zhuang family's business in Liucheng is not as big as the Shen family, but I heard that this young master Zhuang is very successful in his studies, and now he is teaching in a big city outside.

Inspector Chang himself was not familiar with these cases, how could he explain to Young Master Zhuang, so he was sloppy, and invited him to try the food in the police canteen when it was not early, during which he racked his brains all his life to make up some suitable official statements to deal with.

Under Inspector Chang's arrangement, the two didn't finish dinner until it was completely dark, and Inspector Chang wanted Zhuang Youjie to go home first, saying that he would give him an explanation sooner or later, but the eldest young master didn't know if he was dead in his heart for reading, so he had to follow him back to the office and listen to him continue those nonsense analysis.

Inspector Chang was really dying, he couldn't get rid of the sticky candy, so he could only take him back to the office with a calm face, and when he pushed the door open, he found a sixteen or seventeen-year-old "girl" sitting on his desk.

The "girl" wore her long hair and wore a stand-up collar button-up shirt with traces of time, and sat on a table looking through the files.

Inspector Chang was so frightened that he almost vomited out of dinner, and reached out to pull out the gun on his waist, "Who are you?" ”

"Guest."

The "girl" on the table calmly closed the scroll in her hand.