Fatal temptation

"...It's nothing, as long as you're happy."

Monkey lost his temper by his weird handling of the case.

After a while, Xiaomi dug out these few things from the bedside table and placed them on the bed.

Chen Qiao picked them up one by one and checked them over and over again, and soon found something wrong.

"This cigarette case was obviously disassembled and reassembled by someone. Take it back to the bureau and have your fingerprints taken."

"Yes." Xiaomi picked up the cigarette case with his gloved hands, put it in an oil paper bag, and handed it to the assistant beside him.

With a glimmer of hope, Chen Qiao continued to look at the pen on the cigarette case, but when he checked inside and out, he still couldn't find any trace of the note. He had to admit that the note had already been taken away first.

So, who took the note?

murderer?

No, it's impossible.The murderer wanted him to connect the two cases, otherwise he wouldn't have left such a note in Yu Ming's palm.

However, apart from the murderer, who else would pay so much attention to this case?

The long-lost Gu Feifei? !

Thinking of this, Chen Qiao quickly turned to look at the painting on the wall.

Seeing this, he jumped out of bed in shock.

Such an obvious change, he has been in the house for so long without noticing it!

The painting on the wall that belonged to Gu Feifei also changed, it became a woman's body lying on her side.

That's right, naked, lying on the bed.The background is blood red.

Another changing oil painting, another death scene.

What game is the murderer playing with them?

"Boss, this, this..." The other police officers in the room were also stunned.

It was not the first time they had seen an oil painting with a blood-red background, and even the painting of Sun Yaohu's death was still in their police station.

However, facing such a painting again, they still felt shuddering.

Now, even the police officers who were originally not in favor of merging the two cases had to admit that there was indeed some connection between them.

But at this moment, Chen Qiao walked slowly towards the painting.

For some reason, the painting hanging on the wall gave him an indescribable sense of disobedience, because it was not clinging to the wall, but protruded a little and was supported by two bone nails.

The gap between the painting and the wall should also accommodate some other things.

With this in mind, he went over and took off the painting.

But what was exposed surprised everyone again.

It was Sun Yaohu's posthumous photo.

"Boss, what kind of urine is this murderer?!"

Hiding the posthumous photos behind the oil painting is to let the couple "be together forever" in another form!

After thinking about it for a while, the monkey felt goose bumps all over his body.The bedroom, which was already cold because of the rain, became even colder.

How much hatred did this murderer have with the Sun couple? Not only did he wantonly "trash" their corpses, but he also made them continue to "look at each other and hate each other" in the underworld.

"The murderer hung the oil painting, but Yu Ming hung the posthumous photo. The murderer probably didn't have time to take it down, so he just nailed it on."

"But boss, do you still remember that when we came last time, this oil painting was also in this position. At that time, there were no gaps, let alone photos left behind."

"There's no need to explore this. Monkey, remember, sometimes investigations don't need to be too thorough, it's time-consuming, and it's easy to get into the corner."

"...Yes, boss."