The white Santana stopped at the roadside — it was an emergency brake.
Sir Ma Ma Houde's eyebrows suddenly jumped at this moment. He suddenly had an ominous feeling — of course, it might be because he didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he was starving.
"Lin Feng! Lin Feng, are you here? " Ma Houde pushed through the crowd, only to feel that someone was coming to him from the side. Ma Houde didn't look at him and said, "Go, drive away these irrelevant people, and then …"
Sir Ma, who had decades of experience as a policeman, recited a set of procedures without stopping.
But Ma Houde unexpectedly found that the person coming to him was not Lin Feng … But even if it was not Lin Feng, Sir Ma didn't feel embarrassed, "What are you waiting for? Go to work!"
The policeman immediately said, "Sir Ma, we've done all the things you just said!"
"Done all?" Ma Houde was stunned.
The policeman nodded, and then directly said, "A female police officer came just now. She said all the things you just said, so we did all of them."
"A female police officer?" Sir Ma opened his mouth, "Where did this female police officer come from … Forget it, what else did she say?"
"Nothing, it's almost the same as what you just said."
Ma Houde said, "That's all? Didn't you say that no reporters are allowed to sneak in? Especially female reporters!!! "
"No." The policeman shook his head, "But Sir Ma, I'll go and do it now!"
Ma Houde immediately waved his hand, "Go, go!"
He didn't know what was going on … Did someone in the department come before him? But the number of female police officers in his department could be counted with two fingers.
Sir Ma couldn't help shaking his head. He had to check the scene first.
He crossed the cordon and arrived at the scene … But before he arrived, he could already hear the sound of shutters clicking.
Ma Houde opened his eyes subconsciously, as if he had just woken up, as if he couldn't react in a moment … Shit!
Ma Houde suddenly quivered, quickly walked up, and asked directly, "You, you, you, how did you sneak in??!!"
Of course, this was our Subeditor Ren.
After hearing Sir Ma's voice, Ren Ziling put down the camera hanging on her body, while adjusting the lens, and said without turning her head, "Old Ma, you're here. Have you had breakfast? "
"Not yet." Ma Houde nodded subconsciously. "Alas, no! I'm asking you, how did you sneak in?? "
"I didn't sneak in."
Ren Ziling quickly took a few more photos with her skillful movements, "I walked in directly … By the way, I've helped you pass down the order. And I know you haven't eaten, so I just asked Lin Feng to buy some food. "
"No wonder I didn't see that guy, thanks."
Ma Houde nodded again, but soon found that something was wrong. His face suddenly showed an expression of confusion, "Oh no! Why did you tell them, you're not a police officer … I understand, you caught Lin Feng, and then sneaked in together with him, right? "
"I can't see it?" Ren Ziling finally stopped, and looked at Sir Ma, nodding with gratification, "Old Ma, your IQ has increased!"
"That's because you tricked me a lot!"
Ma Houde smiled happily, but still felt that something was wrong — very wrong!
So he almost roared, "Ren Ziling!! Get out of here! Keep at least 10 meters away from the cordon!! "
Ma Houde was determined to die, so he roared these words, and was ready to argue with this lady … Unexpectedly, to Sir Ma's surprise, Ren Ziling was as obedient as a kitten, and actually nodded.
"Got it, I'm leaving now, I won't bother you. Contact me if there's any news."
Seeing Ren Ziling really left the scene of the murder without looking back, Sir Ma was stunned for a while, "What the hell is this …"
Sir Ma reacted again at this moment, "This woman has taken all the photos, so it's useless to keep them. It's better to look around and ask questions …"
At this moment, Lin Feng came in from the cordon, carrying a small bag of things … all of which were drinks and food.
"Sir Ma, Sir Ma?"
But Lin Feng found that Ma Houde seemed to have something wrong at this moment. He frowned, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Sir Ma, did you think of something?" Lin Feng asked curiously, "By the way, where is Madam Ren?"
"Hey, Lin Feng, I want to ask you something." Ma Houde stared at Lin Feng very seriously at this moment.
"Go ahead!"
Ma Houde took a deep breath and said, "It's not easy for me to come here, and I planned to do my best, but all the work has been done by you … I, I don't have to come out, does it matter?"
"Of course!" Lin Feng said solemnly, "You have to preside over the overall situation!"
"But my scenes were all taken by Ren Ziling!" Ma Houde angrily raised his third finger, "What else can I do?!!"
"Eat!"
"…"
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…
"How is it?" Ma Houde looked at Old Qin who also hadn't come out for a long time with a serious face.
Of course, Old Qin wouldn't come out unless there was a particularly serious situation — after all, Old Qin had a lot of subordinates.
But this time, they encountered a headless corpse, and not only that, the upper body and lower body were separated.
In a particularly serious situation, Old Qin would come out.
At the scene of the murder.
"Well … It's hard to say."
"Hard to say?" Ma Houde was stunned. He rarely heard such an uncertain tone from Old Qin … That was to say, it was quite tricky.
"From the degree of stiffness of the body, we can only roughly infer that the time of death was between one and two o 'clock this morning."
Old Qin stared at his colleague who was fixing the body at the scene without any discomfort, "But we didn't find anything similar to a murder weapon. In addition, other than the two fatal wounds on the deceased's body, there were many strange wounds of different sizes … These wounds looked like they had been bitten by something. But the strange thing is that the bite marks of each kind are different. "
"Something like a mouse?"
"There are traces similar to that of a mouse, but there are more unknown bite marks."
Old Qin frowned, "But the real fatal wounds are the two huge wounds. One is the position of the head, and the other is the waist of the deceased. I have preliminarily checked the wounds in these two positions. The wound on the neck is uneven, as if it was torn off by something like a saw. The wound on the waist is very neat and continuous, as if it was cut by an extremely sharp weapon in a very short time. "
Old Qin shook his head, "I have no way to distinguish whether the head was cut off first and then the waist, or the waist was cut off first and then the head … Further examination is needed. But no matter what the case is, one thing can be seen. "
Ma Houde nodded, looking extremely dignified, "Whether the murderer and the deceased have hatred or not … this murderer's modus operandi is too cruel. Maybe he has a psychological disease."
At this time.
"Section chief, Sir Ma, come here!"
Old Qin and Ma Houde hurriedly followed the sound, only to see an evidence collector squatting on the ground, "Section chief, we found some useful materials here."
Old Qin immediately squatted down, frowning.
There was something like mucus on the ground, and it had begun to dry. Some parts had dried into gray powder.
Old Qin used a scraper to scrape up some mucus that had not completely dried, and then he sniffed it. His gaze followed the traces of the mucus all the way and found that it extended all the way to the mouth of the canal under the alley.
"Have you checked the canal over there?" Old Qin asked.
"Not yet."
"Take a look." Old Qin said indifferently, "Collect some of these liquids, including the dried powder, and take them back."
"Got it!"
Old Qin stood up, suddenly looking at Ma Houde, frowning, "Are you very free? Why are you still standing there? "
Sir Ma … Ma Houde looked around.
'I … I'm really free!!!!' 'You've done all the work, right?!!!'
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…
Three times a day, on time every time, and the pain brought by each time was close to the limit of Xiang Liu's endurance.
This reminded Xiang Liu of the experience when he was caught by the club decades ago, and was cut into pieces for research.
He hated that experience, but the irony was that it was because of that experience that he was able to endure the pain of going back and forth three times a day.
Originally, enduring this kind of pain would cause one's body to be very weak … But in this spirit vein, the pain would be washed away very quickly. Then, he would use his full body to endure the pain brought about by the next curse.
What the f * ck did he feel?
Suddenly, Xiang Liu raised his head.
Because this time the curse seemed to be much shorter than the previous ones — he naturally didn't think it was because the power of the curse was weakened.
The reason was … the source of the curse, Su Zijun came again.
The seal of the leyline belonged to her, so she could freely enter and leave this place.
Su Zijun easily came to the place where Xiang Liu was imprisoned, looking at him with a sneer, "How do you feel these days?"
"Thank you for your reward, Your Highness."
Xiang Liu chuckled, "But I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, Your Highness. I should be able to hold on … I think, at least before the next Dragon Rises."
Su Zijun narrowed her eyes.
She was not looking at Xiang Liu, but at the chains that locked Xiang Liu — these chains seemed to break easily, but they could keep her out of Xiang Liu, so she couldn't kill him.
Su Zijun had already experienced it, so she naturally didn't want to touch these chains … at least not before she had no other way.
"In this case, strengthen it a little more."
This time, Su Zijun directly bit her finger, squeezing out a drop of black blood in the air, and shot it into Xiang Liu's forehead.
At this time, the black blood drilled into Xiang Liu's head.
Seeing Xiang Liu's face slightly changed, Su Zijun showed a shy smile like the girl next door, turning her body and her skirt, and then left with her hands behind her back.
But just as they were about to leave, Su Zijun suddenly looked back and smiled, "It's ten times."
Ah —!!!!
In just a moment, the pain was more than what Xiang Liu had suffered all this time. He even felt that his soul was being torn apart at this moment.
…
"Where have you been?"
Su Zijun just returned to the pet hospital when she ran into Long Xiruo, who ran out to smoke. The two of them stared at each other for a long time.
Su Zijun said, "You have eye boogers!"
Long Xiruo also said almost at the same time, "You have eye boogers!"
Humph!
The two of them, who both had great statuses in the current Demon World, snorted coldly and quickly turned around. They used their sleeves to wipe their eyes before turning around again.
Almost at the same time, they also turned around and said with one voice, "You're blind!"
A strange atmosphere began to spread between the two of them.
Usually, at this time, there would be a lively voice between them, stopping the two from clashing further.
But this time, there was no voice.
Su Zijun suddenly snorted, "I'm going to leave for a while. Watch that little guy closely. If I find you can't take care of yourself or don't get fat when I come back, I'll tear down this damn hospital of yours! "
Long Xiruo suddenly said, "Since you value him so much, why don't you take care of him yourself? Why leave him to me?"
"Aren't you the one who picked her up?"
"I can always pick up several wild little guys all year round. If I have to take care of all of them, won't this become a nursery?"
"Then you can leave her to fend for herself." Su Zijun snorted.
Long Xiruo suddenly sighed, "It's not easy to come back. Why do you have to go out again? Is it because your injury is better? "
"On one hand." Su Zijun said indifferently, "I don't like to delay some things for too long. I also need to clean up some old accounts. Besides … "
Su Zijun paused, looked around, and snorted, "The smell of smelly monkeys here is getting stronger and stronger recently. It's uncomfortable!"
"Be careful."
"You won't die."
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…
"Ha … Hahaha ~!!"
In the Elysium, Brother Xiaosheng was holding a microphone and standing on the dance floor, "Ha! I'll give one to you after I get drunk! "
So the owner of the Elysium threw away the microphone in his hand, and then jumped up. His legs were clamped on a black stick or something like a stick.
Friction, friction …
Brother Xiaosheng was dancing similar to pole dancing.
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