The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Team Zhang took a deep look at Jiang Suihan, turned his head and said, "You guys, come up with me to have a look!"

He led the people and disappeared into the lounge in an instant.

Jiang Suihan followed behind them. When he passed the stairs, his eyes flickered slightly. His cell phone... was gone.

I just don't know if it was taken away by the murderer or lost?

But no matter what it is, it should be possible to infer that person's trajectory in reverse.

Team Zhang led his team members cautiously towards the bathroom. After confirming that there was no one there, he quickly unlocked the door, revealing a pale woman in a red and black plaid skirt with disheveled hair.

The woman's chest was smudged with large swathes of blood, which slid down her stomach and mixed with the blood from the thigh artery, making her look extremely miserable.

Team Zhang took a quick look and determined that the cause of the woman's death was bleeding to death.

"Let the trace inspection and the forensic doctor come over!" He took a step back and directed the team to block it now.

Then, he came to Jiang Suihan: "Mianmian said earlier that the woman who ran out of the lounge was wearing a red and black plaid skirt. Mr. Jiang, is that her? Do you know her?"

Jiang Suihan glanced at the pale-faced woman covered in blood, and there was no wave in his cold eyes.

"I don't know him!" He paused and asked, "Captain Zhang, do you mind if I take a look?"

He always felt that the woman lying there had a sense of disobedience.

Red and black plaid skirt, black shawl and long hair, slender figure, pale complexion, but the skin exposed on the thighs is slightly honey-colored, wearing black short boots, there seems to be nothing wrong.

But, it's just wrong!

Team Zhang thought for a while and said, "Follow me!"

Jiang Suihan nodded, followed quietly, standing at the scene of the murder, his dark eyes flashed a faint light, this is the third time... the third time the executor who hurt the Jiang family was assassinated, and never No trace was left.

He looked at the deceased quietly. This was a plain-looking girl who looked to be in her early 20s. She was tall and slender, and her short dress could only cover her thighs... Wait, thighs?
No, not at all!
"Captain Zhang, she...isn't the woman who entered Xiu Miao's lounge!" Jiang Suihan said suddenly, his voice firm.

"What? No?" Captain Zhang suddenly stood up, his gaze was like a falcon, as if he wanted to penetrate deeply into Jiang Suihan's heart.

Jiang Suihan turned a blind eye to his gaze, and continued to say flatly: "The clothes worn by the deceased are indeed good, but the proportions are wrong. The woman I saw should be a little shorter, and the position where the skirt reaches..."

He frowned and glanced at the deceased, reconfirming his information.

"It should be five centimeters down."

"Are you sure?" Captain Zhang asked him.

Jiang Suihan said: "Sure, besides, the mobile phone I left on the stairs disappeared, you can try to find it, aren't you envious of the little thing designed by Yuanyuan? I installed it on it!"

Hearing this, Captain Zhang's eyes lit up, not even his scruffy beard could block his surprise.

"Really? You didn't say it earlier!"

Jiang Suihan: "..."

Since the kidnapping incident by human traffickers, except for Jiang Xiumiao and Jiang Yuanbai who were not at home, everyone's mobile phones had been installed with tracking devices.

Now it seems that is a correct idea.

Even Team Zhang didn't expect that a small stalking case would develop into a murder case, and it seemed that the murderer and the murdered might have reversed positions.

This may be a breakthrough for the case itself.

He directed the technician to track Jiang Suihan's mobile phone, busy.

Jiang Suihan was held by a limp hand, and when he looked down, a strong smile flashed in his dark pupils.

"Why did Mianmian come here?"

"Big Brother, Third Brother urged us to go back? Do we still have to watch the show?" Jiang Mianmian asked with a childish smile.

Jiang Suihan raised his eyebrows to glance at the busy but orderly scene of the murder scene, bent down and hugged Jiang Mianmian in his arms, buried his head on her shoulder and took a deep breath, the bloody smell in his nasal cavity was overwhelmed by the child's milk. Fragrance replaces.

"Let's go back!"

The police are professionals in handling cases.

The clues he can provide are almost all finished, so there is no need to stay here.

And, he had a hunch.

Maybe this time things will end without a problem, just like the previous homicide cases.

Jiang Suihan said something to Team Zhang, turned around and went downstairs with Jiang Mianmian in his arms.

In the lounge downstairs, Jiang Xiumiao was reapplying her makeup.

"Xiu Miao, go to the underground parking lot after the show and come home with us!" Jiang Suihan stood at the door and shouted.

Jiang Xiumiao couldn't move his head, and stretched out his hand to make an OK gesture.

Jiang Suihan then carried Jiang Mianmian to the studio. The show had already begun. On the stage, a woman dressed beautifully and with exquisite makeup was singing, her voice high and full of passion.

The two quietly sat down in their seats, which drew Jiang Chengxi's worried question, but Jiang Suihan didn't answer.

Jiang Mianmian is actually not interested in performing on stage, she just came here to watch her second brother perform.

But when other people were performing, she didn't talk nonsense, and she was fond of playing with her mobile phone. After barely listening to two concerts, she pouted and started counting heads in the hall.

"One, two, three... 38, 39, forty... one hundred and three, one hundred and four..."

"What are you reading?" Jiang Chengxi looked sideways and patted her.

Jiang Mianmian smiled silently: "No, I'm reviewing what Teacher Jin taught me."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengxi showed an indescribable expression.

Jiang Mianmian wrinkled the tip of her nose at him, and began to count again: "240 one, 240...two?"

Her little head was raised abruptly, and even her expression was extremely serious. She pushed Jiang Chengxi with her small hands, and said in a low voice, "Third brother."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chengxi asked.

Jiang Mianmian whispered: "Brother, look behind, it's Sister Chu, she's here too!"

Of course, she didn't make Jiang Chengxi turn back because of Chu Qiushui, but because Chu Qiushui was holding a man's arm shyly, and the relationship was not clear at first glance. She had to make the third brother clearly realize that Chu Qiushui is a bad woman.

Jiang Chengxi followed her gaze, his clear eyes passed by Chu Qiushui, and landed on the man in black.

The man was wearing black casual clothes and a black mask, which completely covered half of his face.

Even, he noticed Jiang Chengxi's gaze.

Unexpectedly, he looked at Jiang Chengxi unabashedly, his cold eyes bent to the bone.

Jiang Chengxi frowned, and turned around suddenly.

"Third brother, you..." Jiang Mianmian was a little puzzled.

Why does it feel that the third brother's expression is not right, let alone jealousy, why is there a trace of fear in his eyes?

Who is the third brother afraid of?
Chu Qiushui, or that man?

Jiang Mianmian subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Jiang Chengxi's big palm firmly fixed her shoulders, and even lowered her voice to warn.

"Do not move!"

"Third brother?"

Jiang Chengxi ignored Jiang Mianmian's doubts and looked at the stage with clear eyes, but a voice sounded: "Brother, a strange man appeared beside Chu Qiushui."