There was nothing to say along the way, and the luxury cars driven by the bodyguards had a strong smell of leather, which made Ying Huan feel a little disgusting. She looked at the car window, and out of politeness and weakness, she did not ask them to open the window in the end. Instead, she chose to endure it all the way silently.

The door opened, and a murder scene that had already dried up jumped into my eyes.

Although the rich second generation's reputation in the mission introduction was not very good, he seemed to still retain a little bit of childlike innocence - in this rental house of less than 70 square meters, many various models were placed, including aircraft, tanks, Gundam robots... Ying Huan has also heard that the "figures" around the anime are very expensive. In her eyes, these plastic villains with similar nature to girls' dolls can even be fired for thousands of thousands. It is said that in the past few years, two "numbered figures" were raised to 9.8 billion. This crazy news always made her feel that the world suddenly became abnormal one day.

The scene was maintained as required, but because no clues were found for a long time, and the frequent entry and exit of police officers made this place less "live". In the words of Sherlock Holmes, the clues were also able to speak. The better a detective, the more he could reason out the whole picture from the small clues, and even restore the entire case from a drop of blood. Once you miss the time limit for a fresh clue, it would corrode and deteriorate, and you would naturally not hear anything.

In fact, Holmes had never said such words, but his interpretation method almost means this.

There was a large pool of dried blood on the ground, and several splashed blood spots distributed on the walls, floors, and tables. Blood traces were everywhere in the room. The dining table in the center was hit by some force and deviated from its original position, slightly tilted. The traces of blood had a clear movement on the ground, gradually moving from the large pool in the center of the room to the left, and then another large pool. The Gundam series on the closet fell to the ground one after another, falling apart, and several of them fell directly into the blood and solidified in the plasma.

Then there was a row of blood stains similar to those produced by the mop. The bodyguard led the two of them along the blood stain and arrived at the toilet of the rental house. The blood stains stopped abruptly when they reached the toilet seat. However, no matter how the murderer used something like a toilet cleaner, a strong smell of blood still floated in the air, reminding the visitor that there had been a murder full of cruelty and violence.

"Later, the police also investigated the water meter. It was about two weeks before the master reported the case. There was a lot of water used in this house." The bodyguard explained, "He probably cleaned the body of the master in the bathroom and took it away."

"Huh... go out." Ying Huan rubbed his temples, forcibly trying to calm down, focused his attention on the murder case in front of him, "Go out."

The bodyguards looked at the girl who looked just in high school with a look of surprise, and then looked at Ye Ying who looked a little bit like a little confused. The doubts in his eyes were not even needed: Are you sure this girl is really OK? Isn’t she here to make trouble?

Unexpectedly, Ye Ying was greatly relieved. He didn't even explain anything to them, but just patted Ying Huan's slightly trembling shoulders, encouraged him a few words, and then walked out of the door obediently, as if he didn't want to disturb her. Seeing this, the other bodyguards had to choose to turn their heads and leave - there was no other way now. I hope the police would solve the case, prosecute again, go through legal procedures, file a lawsuit, and expect the prosecutors to be able to do so.

Of course, it is OK to give the prisoner a gift of life imprisonment. However, the above series of steps have not made even the first step, and it is even more 100,800 miles away from the final conviction. The most urgent task at the moment is to solve the case. To put it more clearly, it is to capture a "murderer" and change the master's hatred from nothingness to reality to targeting a certain individual. Let this little girl try it, what's wrong with treating a dead horse as a living horse?

Soon, Ying Huan was the only one left in the room.

The room was covered with blood and silently looked at the invader, as if he was silently confronting her, bit by bit to polish off the courage she had finally accumulated.

"You can do it, Yinghuan, you can do it, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you can..." The girl comforted herself, while slowly taking off her glasses with her trembling fingers.

A red flower bloomed in the black pupils, Ying Huan's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and a bright vertical light was printed in the center, like the stamen in the middle of the flower.

The moment she took off her glasses, Ying Huan's fearful expression suddenly disappeared. Not only that, her momentum, expression, movements, and eyes all changed drastically. The innocent girl disappeared without a trace, and replaced by a calm and calm detective who pointed directly at the heart of the people. If Ying Huan could make people see that she was a student at a glance, then the impression that Ying Huan now gave people is roughly: a cos enthusiast with a certain amount of savings, a very high legal income, and a relatively cold personality.

She walked backwards backwards with her funny space walk, pretending she had just come in.

"My heart is full of anger... You must have killed one of my relatives. Only such anger will cause me to plant such shocking consequences." She put herself in the perspective of a murderer, subconsciously imitating the murderer who visited here half a month ago, "I want to kill you!"

The fiery red pupils were flashing, and Ying Huan saw the true appearance of the rich second generation.

He looked thinner than Ying Huan imagined. He was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing famous brands and famous watches, but he could not cover his desolate and obscene smile on his face. At that time, he was fiddling with his cell phone on the table, and seemed unprepared for the murderer to break into the door and looked panicked.

"You...who are you?" he asked stammeringly.

"The person who takes your life." Ying Huan sneered and rushed forward quickly. She hugged the imaginary target, and then with a force on her waist, she pounded his body heavily on the table. "The target is immersed in the pleasure of sensuality and sex all day long, and rarely has the opportunity to exercise." She twisted and twisted on the ground alone, while analyzing seriously, "And I am a person who has been engaged in or has been engaged in physical labor for a long time. And I am in my prime and full of anger, it is not difficult to hit his head hard on the edges of the table."

"You... do you know who my dad is?" The rich second generation cursed viciously, "I want your whole family to die!"

"Bang!" Ying Huan pulled his head up and hit the table's legs again. This collision caused the entire table to tilt. Bright red blood seeped out of his messy scalp. The severe pain made the arrogant young man realize the current situation and began to beg for mercy in a vague way.

"He thought begging for mercy and money would buy me, just like he usually did... but he wouldn't understand that some of the debts in this world must be paid for by life!" Ying Huan said expressionlessly, "I took out the blade that I had prepared long ago, and with the pleasure of revenge, he stabbed into his neck artery with one knife."

"Ah———!!" The rich second generation in his vision screamed, and the blood on his neck came out like a fountain, and the sticky plasma instantly penetrated into the gaps on the floor.

"I have no medical knowledge and have no expectations of the consequences of this knife. I only know that this is a righteous revenge. I have spent a long time following you here. It is for this knife that only the blood of the enemy can calm me down." She lowered her head, looked at the pool of blood that had already solidified, and clearly saw a wisp of down that was so small that it could not be distinguished by human eyes stuck to the gap in the floor tiles. "He instinctively waved his hands and pulled off some tiny substances from my clothes, but that had no meaning to me. He was going to die."

The rich second generation struggled to climb to the left, and he didn't even know what his left was.

"I saw his stubborn resistance, and my heart was furious and walked slowly over..." Ying Huan followed the murderer's steps and forced the man who had half his legs into the Hall of Hell step by step. "I stabbed the knife into his neck, and there was another bright red blood flower. His body slipped softly like a sea cucumber, fell to the ground, and stopped moving."

"I restrained my vomiting and paralyzed myself with the pleasure of victory."

"I dragged his body into the bathroom and bleeded until his entire blood almost dried up and could not drip a little blood. I washed his body, took it away, and buried it in a place that no one knew. I specially selected a late-night operation, avoided the surveillance probe that had been investigated in advance, and flew away with the corpse used to sacrifice to the deceased relatives. My plan was successful! My revenge was successful! But my life would lose its meaning from now on..."

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I don’t know how long it took, but Ying Huan pushed the door out.

She looked tired and exhausted, as if she had not slept for several days. "The murderer was named Bai Zhanfei, forty-seven years old. She used to work on the construction site. She is now a door security guard for an energy company. She works as a express driver for taxi software when she has time. She is 1.76 meters tall, weighs 82 kilograms, has a high bridge of nose, and has a ring on her right ring finger. She wears black-framed glasses, has a long-term vision, and has a herniated disc in the waist. She has a bad appetite, has insomnia for years, divorced her original wife, and raised a daughter. Her daughter committed suicide by cutting her wrist after being played with by the deceased three months ago. It was probably because of the impulse murder case she committed after learning about this incident from her daughter's relics. She should not have left this city yet. Look for it."

All the bodyguards looked at her like they saw a monster.

"Okay, remember everything, remember we won't bother you." Ye Ying seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, and smiled gently at these black-clad bodyguards, "Tell your employer all this information, I believe that with his ability, he will be able to pull him out of this city soon."

After saying that, he led Ying Huan away without looking back.
Chapter completed!