"One is an impulsive and timid pervert."

Ying Qian stared at the hill of flesh and blood corpses in the corner, her voice getting deeper and deeper.

"The other... is an elegant executioner, or more like an artist."

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As Ying Qian's words fell, the electronic sound of the system sounded.

But the strange thing is.

The male protagonist of this world does not even have a name.

[How strange! Who is the male protagonist? 】

Even the system is confused.

"Do you even need to ask?"

Yingqian crossed his arms across his chest and glanced at Ji Chiyu and Ying Zhan.

She narrowed her eyes.

There was a lazy look in his eyes.

"One of them, do you want to guess which one it is?"

[Hey? Is the host so sure? 】

"Nonsense, otherwise why do you think I would come here in the middle of the night and bring Ji Chiyu with me to save the world?"

There are police officers collecting the bodies.

It's just too piecemeal.

Minced meat fibers were intertwined with pale bone stubble and black hair.

If you pick up a random piece of meat, you can pull out a greasy intestine.

There was also a smelly yellow unknown liquid flowing.

The system was quiet for a while.

It beeped quietly again.

[I thought the host was really worried about Ji Chiyu.]

"If I really became so kind..."

Ying Qian's voice paused.

Against Ying Zhan's suspicious gaze, she raised her legs and walked to the bathroom, while whispering in her heart:

"You must be in a difficult situation, system?"

The system did not respond.

It was so quiet as if it had never happened.

"You are sure of it."

Ying Zhan followed Ying Qian, stood at the door of the bathroom, and said with a solemn face:

"But there is a lack of evidence and the interval between the two cases is so short that we need to maintain a reasonable suspicion."

Yingqian ignored him.

It was like going shopping, wandering around the crime scene.

Ying Zhan followed behind her.

His eyes wandered between Yingqian and Ji Chiyu.

With undisguised suspicion.

"What the hell are you doing?"

As soon as Shan Bing walked in, she saw Ying Qian milling around.

The victim's body has been sent to the Medical Identification Technology Department for detailed examination by a forensic doctor.

She finally dared to walk into the room.

But even so.

He was also shocked by the blood all over the room, and his face turned pale.

Yingqian stared at the blood splattered all over the wall, touched her chin, and didn't even look at Shan Bing.

"What's the point of asking you to come here as a special consultant? These days, even a random beast from the training base can become a special consultant!"

Shan Bing muttered.

I want to say something more.

Yingqian suddenly spoke:

"The murder weapon was an axe, specifically a very common fire axe."

She pointed at the blood spatter on the wall, and her speaking speed suddenly reached its peak.

"The victim's murder place was right where I was at this time. The murderer made a sneak attack from behind and killed him with one blow. You should be able to find traces of fatal injuries on the victim's spine."

Yingying breathed a sigh of relief.

He took two steps back.

She made a gesture like swinging an axe, and said:

"The murderer was only slightly taller than the victim, about 1.7 to 1.75 meters tall."

The police officers were dumbfounded.

How long has it been since Yingqian came here?

Not even half an hour.

The laboratory department is still working intensively overtime.

She only walked once.

Don’t know anything yet.

Can you actually see this information?

How is this possible?!

"That's nonsense, right?"

Shan Bing stared, raised his voice and said:

"Yingqian, let me warn you, if you dare to deliberately lie and affect our brother Ying's investigation of the case, you will..."

"There's news!"

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

A police officer hurried into the room and reported with a serious face:

"Based on the blood splatter pattern analysis, the victim was killed where Miss Ying was standing!"

There were footsteps again.

A police officer came to the door and whispered:

"Forensic doctor Huo also called. Based on the broken bones, the murder weapon should be a large machete or a fire axe."

"knew."

Ying Zhan nodded.

Looking at Yingqian again, there was even more confusion in his eyes.

She is too young.

This kind of information requires a lot of professional knowledge or practical experience.

What exactly has Ying Qian experienced?

Can you distinguish it at a glance?

Ying Zhan probably couldn't even dream of it.

Her past.

On playing with an axe.

Yingqian is the real expert.

Shan Bing's mouth is open enough to swallow a light bulb.

There was shock and anger in his eyes.

They are obviously about the same age.
To be continued...