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Nan Jianen looked at her without saying a word.

"Did that person die during this period?"

Nan Jianen's eyes shone sharply and he looked at her warily.

"When exactly?"

Nan Jianen hesitated for a moment and said: "In this time period, the time of death should be around 8 or 9 p.m. on the 9th."

"One day and one night." Shen Huan said thoughtfully: "It's quite tolerable. He really deserves to be a perverted murderer."

Nan Jianen's expression became serious again, and he looked at her without blinking, obviously paying great attention to what she said.

"You think I killed him?"

Shen Huan smiled: "I have killed him once. I can also tell you that Shen Yanlian killed him once. He was like chopping a watermelon, and his brains were splattered out. Hiss, that scene was really disgusting to watch."

She said she was disgusting, but with a smile on her face, she looked more like the perverted murderer she said than Liu Long.

Nan Jianen thought of Liu Long's autopsy report.

There were scratches on Liu Long's head, but there were no signs of being chopped with a knife, let alone as bloody as she said.

He had some doubts about the mental state of the man in front of him.

"I don't believe it."

"Forget it if you don't believe it. I happened to be able to find an alibi at the time he died. This was not intentional on my part. It was purely coincidental. You can check it at will."

Nan Jianen reached out and touched his cell phone.

"It's useless. I dare to tell you. I'm sure you won't be able to say anything, or it will be meaningless if you know."

Nan Jianen: "...you want to kill me?"

"Huh?" Shen Huan was a little surprised. She did have malicious intentions towards the protagonist of the plane, but the protagonist of this plane was quite special. Nan Jianen was an upright person and knew everything. Except for being a little self-righteous, he had never done anything harmful to nature.

It seems a pity to kill such a person.

"Does Officer Nan suffer from persecution delusions? Why should I kill you?"

Nan Jianen chose to put down his phone and looked up at Shen Huan: "I will check your alibi myself. Can we talk about the other person? I really want to know how Miss Li let him die thousands of miles away. By accident?"

He was already a little confused. He didn't completely deny Shen Huan's words.

But where is the evidence?

Without evidence, even if what she said was true, it would be meaningless.

Shen Huan thought for a while: "What should I say about this? Did I say that Officer Nan will regard me as a feudal superstition? I also have an alibi for this. If Officer Nan suspects that I paid for the murder, he can find evidence. I will definitely Cooperate."

Gu Yan's mouth twitched.

Feudal superstition?

Whether he believes it or not is another matter. Is this how the closing report should be written?

"Last question." He asked patiently: "Why did you want to kill Liu Long?"

"Is Officer Nan really stupid or is he pretending?" Shen Huan said with a smile: "Liu Long is the murderer of the female serial murder case in Yuyu City. He regards me as his prey. Shouldn't I retaliate in kind?"

Nan Jianen was surprised, thinking that many of this man's unusual behaviors seemed to make sense.

Even they haven't concluded that Liu Long is the serial murderer.

Only some clues were found before, but there was no definite evidence. Liu Long was able to commit crimes in this place for so many years. In addition to his own strong anti-reconnaissance awareness, he obviously had other helpers.

As for the identity of the so-called helper? What role does it play? All require further investigation.

What makes them most uncomfortable is that now that Liu Long is dead, the suspected murderer claims that he killed him with supernatural power.

This somewhat impacted his outlook.

"Officer Nan, do you have anything else to ask?"

Nan Jianen shook his head subconsciously and said quickly: "What you said today, because there is no evidence, I will not take it seriously. We will continue to track down the murderer. We also hope that you can call the police if you encounter anything, and don't make your own decisions and violently It is not advisable to control violence.”

He was talking about Shen Huan hitting someone.

Shen Huan smiled meaningfully.

"That depends on whether you can arrive in time."

For example, Wang Zhongji, if Nan Jianen didn't show up that day, she might just give him a little more lessons.

But the appearance of Nan Jianen made her have to heal after beating someone, allowing Wang Zhongji to show off his power in front of her, and even threaten her.

Shen Huan is not a good person. It is good if she does not provoke others. If others take the initiative to provoke them, how can she let them go?

Looking at her charming smile, Nan Jianen felt a chill running down his back.

"We will."

"hope so."

-

Nan Jianen left her house and felt a little cold on his back until he left Jinting.

He got an answer he didn't really need, and it didn't help.

Metaphysics kill people.

is it possible?

But she said it so sincerely, it seemed like it really happened.

what on earth is it?

Nan Jianen drove the car back, thinking wildly. He obviously wanted to go back to the police station, but somehow he drove the car to the crime scene.

The place is also surrounded by a police cordon.

He saw a car that did not belong to the police station all the way away. He got out of the car angrily and asked, and sure enough, it was the two newcomers.

No, one of them is an old man.

He strode into the basement. In the basement, Yan Xingcheng was squatting in the corner and watching something, while Ji Hui was lying in the same position that day, sleeping unconsciously and snoring loudly.

"Why are you here again?"

Yan Xingcheng preemptively moved out the director as a shield.

"Team South, we will be considered colleagues from now on. Even if you don't understand trace inspection, you don't have to be so arbitrary in your actions. I still hope that we can get along harmoniously."

"So do you see anything?"

Yan Xingcheng raised a battery in his hand.

"It turned out the victim was a murderer."

Nan Jianen's expression was a little stiff.

Yan Xingcheng showed off his trophies: "He must be a habitual criminal. He has killed many people, and then one day he became prey and was dismembered in this place."

Nan Jianen: "...Have you read the autopsy report?"

There was nothing about dismemberment. Although Liu Long's body was in a bad state, the whole body was complete.

"I saw it, but my uncle said it wasn't quite right."

He thought to himself again: "I don't think it's right either. There are so many marks on his body. It's impossible not to find any evidence. This is not in line with reality."

The marks on Liu Long's body can be determined to be caused by human hands, but there are no traces of the murderer. This is indeed inconsistent with reality.

Nan Jianen thought of his conversation with Shen Huan again.

What if it’s not a human being?

With his status, he shouldn't lead the case to metaphysics.

But it really doesn’t make sense.

He pointed to the person lying not far away: "What is he doing?"

"He said he wanted to feel the state of the deceased."

Nan Jianen: "..."