Fatal temptation

I saw that Zhan Qi's clothes were messy, even unbuttoned, revealing a large chest. At this time, he was curled up in a corner, holding his head in his hands, screaming, and the expression on his face was terrified and desperate.

Yes, despair.

Because there was a woman lying on the bed, a naked woman.

That woman she died.

Her chest and shoulders were covered in red blotches, and there were obvious bite marks, which she had obviously been doing when she died.

"Zhou Yuanyuan! Isn't this Zhou Yuanyuan?!" Finally someone recognized her.

The popular actress Zhou Yuanyuan, why did she secretly return to Changjing?He died in the Zhan family's old house in such a shameful posture.

She and Zhan Qi...

The focus of the upper-class people is always different from that of ordinary people. When they change their minds, they immediately make up a version of the annual unspoken rules drama that is closest to the truth of the matter. body.

The same thought flashed through everyone's mind, Zhan Qi was ruined.

Not only was he caught and raped in bed by so many people, but he was also killed in his bed. If he didn't get it right, he might get into trouble, and the Zhan family couldn't protect him.

It's okay to say that no one saw it and dealt with it secretly, but there are so many witnesses, and they are all children of first-class and second-rate families in Changjing.

Zhan Zheng's heart also completely cooled down, he felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards, and he wished he could just disappear.He turned around with red eyes, and sternly ordered his servants to invite all the guests down, while he frantically tried to close the door.It's a pity that before he had time to implement it, he heard a stern shout, "Evil!!!"

Everyone looked back, only to find that Mr. Zhan had walked tremblingly to the front of the room at some point.He stood still at the door with a cane, "Come here! Bind up this evil obstacle!"

"Don't worry, old man. Let us police this bundle of people."

Mr. Zhan paused, and turned around slowly, only to see a dozen well-trained men in uniforms running over from the stairs, all of them holding a gun in their hands.

"Who are you? How did you break into a private house?!" As expected of a man who has seen the world, the old man quickly calmed down.

"Chen Qiao, captain of the Second Detachment of the Longjiang Sub-bureau. Did a homicide happen here?"

"no!"

"Minister Zhan, you lied to the police, have you figured out what the consequences will be? Go in!" Chen Qiao winked back, and a few of his men quickly took control of the scene, while others dispersed the crowd.

When Chen Qiao entered the room, he glanced at Cheng Simu.

Cheng Simu hid her hands behind her back, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.Brother Cheng saw that he was abnormal, and thought that he didn't want to see his old classmates die one after another in front of his eyes, so he put his hand on his shoulder and comforted him silently.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Simu suddenly threw away his hand, rushed out and knelt in front of the railing, vomiting non-stop.

This frightened Cheng's parents, Cheng's mother and Cheng Siqin, they hurried over to ask him what's wrong in a low voice.

Cheng Siqin squatted down, supported his arm with one hand, and gently patted his back with the other.Mrs. Cheng even cried softly, and even the most serious Master Cheng didn't say anything.

They all thought he was frightened, but only Cheng Simu knew that he was disgusting.

It's not the disgusting picture, but the two people in the disgusting scene.

Zhou Yuanyuan's death was her own fault. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Cheng Simu wouldn't have believed that people could be so limitless.

This reminded him of the painting just now. Lust and greed are the two warmest colors in the world. Only in this way can people indulge in it willingly.

Chen Qiao finally stepped into that room, while everyone else was driven out, including the Zhan family.However, Cheng Simu was allowed to stay.

However, he had just vomited a lot, and he had no strength in his body, so he rested for a while while holding on to the railing, and then walked in.

When he went in, Zhan Qi still maintained his original posture and curled up in the corner of the wall, still talking to himself without knowing what to say.

Cheng Simu wanted to get closer and listen more clearly, but he heard Chen Qiao say, "Don't walk around. He's saying, 'Don't kill me, I'm sorry'."

"He was stimulated."

"Yes, the excitement is not small."

Chen Qiao motioned him to look at the corpse on the bed.Cheng Simu took a look, and soon discovered the violation.

Zhou Yuanyuan squinted her eyes halfway, her eyes blurred. Anyone who saw it would think that this was a sudden death caused by extreme pleasure, but the expression on her face was the same panic as Zhan Qi.

"Died of heart attack."

"It's the cause that matters, not the conclusion, right?"

"Boss Cheng is very smart, take a look at this."

Cheng Simu followed Chen Qiao's hand and saw two messy blood characters on the white sheet.

This blood obviously did not belong to Zhou Yuanyuan, nor did it belong to Zhan Qi, and there were no other bloodstains at the scene except here.

"Zhao Ri, do you know what this means?"

"It's not Zhao Ri, it's Zhao Yu."

"Zhao Yu?!" Chen Qiao raised his voice an octave unconsciously, but he didn't want to make Zhan Qi scream again and again.

"It seems that your guess is correct. Well, let's assume that she saw Zhao Yu, but isn't Zhao Yu dead?"

"Captain Chen, don't you understand? Someone is using the name of Zhao Yu to take revenge on us. He, me, Yiran, we are all in danger."

"..."

"There are only three of us left. Captain Chen, do you still remember that photo? Of the seven of us, four are no longer alive."

At this moment, bloody images flashed through Chen Qiao's mind like a revolving lantern. From Sun Yaohu's car accident, to Yu Ming's "suicide", and now to Zhou Yuanyuan's sudden death, it was obviously a homicide, but in the end he couldn't find out. evidence, can only be identified as accidental death.

It was the first time that Chen Qiao felt so powerless in his 12 years as a police officer.

He could only comfort in vain, "Don't worry, we will send more police..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a rapid and pleasant ringtone.

"Amu, come back quickly! Something happened to Jiang Yiran!"

Cheng Simu's expression changed drastically, and before he could say hello, he turned around and ran out.

Chen Qiao didn't know well, and was also worried that something might happen, so he sent two police officers to follow behind him, while he stayed here to continue to preside over the overall situation.

Zhan Qi's condition seemed to have stabilized a bit. He was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, his hands in shackles, and his eyes staring blankly at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Boss, all the suspected evidence have been collected."

"Did you see the note and the painting?"

"What, what note?"

"What the hell! Didn't find the note to collect any evidence? Keep looking!"

At this time, a weak voice came from the side, "Boss...is it this?"