Before he could reach the house, a pungent breath rushed over him, which he felt before he saw the blood splattered on the wall, about six or seven meters long.

Chen Qing stepped on the blood, leaving footprints behind him, and he walked into the living room, the scene in the hall was messy, those items seemed to have been rummaged through, clothes, tools, and even toys placed in the depths of the locker, obviously piled with dust, were scattered on the ground.

In the living room, on the dining table on the left, the food has attracted mosquitoes, and this season, coupled with the blood in the room, there are too many insects.

He frowned, those fruits and vegetables were crawling with dense fruit flies, maybe tens of thousands, at least those melons and fruits could no longer see the color except fruit flies.

He turned his head, and in the middle of the living room, the sofa, coffee table, and TV were in a line, and the scattered, rummaged objects seemed to have been taken from these places.

The cabinet under the TV is wide open, the cushions of the sofa don't know where they have gone at the moment, and the coffee table, which is full of cracks, seems to have been hit hard in China.

"What the hell is going on here."

He whispered, turning off the EMP device in his pocket, his eyes were serious, looking around the room, such a large amount of bleeding, at least two people had to be drained.

He frowned, his gaze lingering on the depths of the living room.

This is a three-bedroom commercial real estate, and it also looks like a hundred square meters.

If the victim is not in the living room...... It was in the room.

But if it's in the room, who moved them?

Chen Qing always felt that something was wrong in his heart, his eyes stayed on the clean corridor, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked to the edge of blood, took off the shoe cover, and replaced it with a clean bag.

He didn't have shoe covers, at least two of them.

He scrambled inside, and in the first room, he saw a life with a slightly heaving chest.

He stared at the girl, who was lying on the bed, her limbs tied to the corners of the bed, her fists clenched, her fingertips pinched until they turned white.

She had duct tape on her mouth, and a trail of blood had stained the pillow under her head.

She looked at the visitor, the corners of her eyes seemed to be torn from dryness or beating, and blood was oozing out.

She staggered, moving her body, ignoring the fist-sized hole in her stomach.

She squeaked, and her voice began to get quieter.

"Who are you?"

He stepped forward, his eyes uneasy at the girl's wound.

The wound was too slippery, and the hole in the stomach avoided the internal organs in the body, avoided the bones in the back, it was like two holes that appeared out of thin air and corresponded, nothing more.

But after Chen Qing untied the girl's tape, she didn't say anything, she looked flustered, and pointed to the iron chain that bound her arms, Chen Qing was puzzled, but she still untied her left hand.

It's nothing to save an ordinary person, isn't it?

But in the next second, her hand reached into her wound, her face turned pale, the slight pain caused by the scratching of her arm was enough to choke, and the humiliation caused by her fingers stirring her internal organs was even more obvious.

Blood gradually dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she struggled for a long time, stopping Chen Qing's actions with a terrifying and rational look.

"Do you know what you're doing?" He looked serious, watching the white intestines churn under his fingers.

She hurriedly looked for it, and her mouth said, "Ahhh "I had to scream twice, maybe that meant for sure.

At this time, Chen Qing realized that her tongue had been cut off, and it was a whole one.

She opened her mouth and gestured to another chain, and without much thought, he unloaded it for the girl.

She freed her hand, and her upper body sat up immediately, but the injury in her abdomen was unbearable, and blood oozed out, mixed with some transparent liquid, and wet the bedding.

Sweat was oozing from her forehead, but her hands were still looking for something in her stomach, and after her face was getting whiter and her appearance was much better, two seconds before Chen Qing was about to stop her, she took out a blood-stained tape disc from her abdomen.

She looked at that thing, as if it was the biggest fear of some incident, she trembled a little, and directly threw the tape to Chen Qing.

She pointed at the thing and screamed twice.

The meaning is obvious, this thing is for you.

But what I don't know is why this thing was given to him.

After she stabilized, Jiang Wan also rushed to the scene.

It seems that Boss Xu outside the door contacted the police.

When they stepped into the scene, their eyes followed the footprints all the way to Chen Qing's body, and they looked at him holding the blood-stained tape in his hand, and his face was a little pale.

"Why are you here!" Chen Qing pointed at him and asked.

"I just came, I want to come and see ......"

……

After Chen Qing and Jiang Wan walked to the corner, the medical team also came to pick up the girl.

He weighed the tape in his hand, carefully wiped it with a silk scarf, and dried it before it could be stuffed into the machine for playing.

And the other two rooms that have time to explore in the future are nothing special, at least for Chen Qing.

In those two rooms, a corpse lay in the master bedroom, which seemed to have been dead for more than a day.

It was a man, presumably the gentleman in the house.

The other room was badly damaged, but according to the inspection, it seemed that there was no special information at the scene.

After learning all this, Chen Qing also got into Jiang Wan's vehicle, said goodbye to Boss Su, and went to the police station together.

In the interrogation room in the police station, Chen Qing's expression was quite curious.

He touched the tape in his hand, which contained a lot of human abdominal secretions. It's sticky and smelly.

"The tape is a bit old. At least I haven't seen it in years. ”

Beside him, Jiang Wan sat down.

"It's been years, this thing...... I remember it back when I was in elementary school. Chen Qing looked at the tape in his hand, and there was a bit of memory in his eyes.

"Do you want to see it here?" Jiang Wan pointed to the machine on the table, her eyes a little hesitant.