"Are you really a man?"

"I'll get to know me, I'm the study committee member..."

"classmate……"

Liu Xiuxiu couldn't bear it and used the excuse of going to the bathroom to run out of the classroom and follow Xia Ren.

"Zheng Lang, how do you feel about this geography teacher?"

Yesterday, the only girl of the five came over and sat next to him.

"Not serious at all."

When Zheng Lang saw his girlfriend's happy expression, he was inexplicably jealous.

You should know that the five of them were just invited to their parents in the morning. He was in a bad mood. But Xu Qiang had not come to school yet. He wanted to bully people and vent his venting time and could not find his target.

"Why are you not serious? I feel it's pretty good. The lectures are much more interesting."

Dongmei, who was sitting in front of him, turned her head and said, "Wenruo, don't you?"

Zheng Wenruo was staring at the classroom door in a daze, but he didn't hear them talking.

"Wen Ruo?"

Dongmei reached out and shook her eyes.

...

...

"Dongdong!"

"Come in."

"Director Yuan, I want to check the home address of a student."

"Um?"

Director Yuan looked away from a table, and saw Xia Ren and Liu Xiuxiu entering the office, pushing their glasses: "What's wrong?"

"The student we met yesterday, Xu Qiang, didn't come to class today. Teacher Bi said that she called Xu Qiang's house, but no one answered. I was worried that something would happen and wanted to go and see it."

"But you have a few more sections..."

Director Yuan was halfway through, and then he remembered that Xia Ren and the others were not serious about teaching. He slapped his head and said, "Okay, I'll look for you."

"Do you want me to let Teacher Bi go with you? After all, she is the head teacher, and Xu Qiang's parents may not know you."

Director Yuan handed the address to Xia Ren and said.

"No."

Xia Ren rejected Director Yuan’s proposal and said to Liu Xiuxiu: “You go back to class too. I’ll just go and see it myself. If something happens, I’ll call you.”

"But……"

Liu Xiuxiu looked hesitant.

"Don't worry, everyone can't leave school."

This time Liu Xiuxiu didn't say anything else.

Xia Renliang went out of the teacher and found his Mercedes-Benz in the nearby parking lot, and then came to a community a few kilometers away according to the address.

Although it rained last night, the dark clouds in the sky did not dissipate. Xia Ren stood downstairs and smelled the humid air mixed with a trace of ominous blood.

He went upstairs directly. Since it was Tuesday, most of the residents went to work, and no one met in the middle, and only his footsteps were echoing in the corridor.

On the 11th floor, Room 1102, the smell of blood is constantly overflowing from the cracks in the door.

Xia Ren frowned, calmed down his mind and rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a long time, no one answered.

He bent down, his eyes facing the cat's eyes at the door, and the curtains on the balcony were pulled, and he could only see a dim entrance.

"Is anyone?"

He asked symbolically, then took out the coward's ear-drawing spoon and inserted it into the keyhole.

After the vibration, the door lock bounced open and a strong smell of blood came to my face instantly.

"Is Xu Qiang at home?"

He turned on the lights in the living room and saw the half-coagulated black blood all over the ground.

A woman in her forties lay in struggle in four shapes, next to her, and a man's body was also lying on the floor, with a fruit knife inserted behind her until the last handle.

The surrounding furniture is arranged neatly, which means there was no fight when they died.

A pair of blood footprints spread from the living room to the bedroom door next to it, and they were stepped on barefoot.

"Sure enough, something happened."

Seeing this situation, Xia Ren took out his cell phone and did not rush to call the police, but told Liang Wan and the others first.

"This should be Xu Qiang's parents. The size of the blood footprints does not match their body shape. It may be Xu Qiang's."

He squatted down and flipped the woman's head with his palm. It was very stiff, maybe he died last night.

Because of lying on the ground, the woman's face had turned into dark purple, her mouth was opened, her eyes widened, and she died with her eyes open.

Then the light above her head, she saw a terrifying wound on the woman's neck, and it seemed that the murderer had more than just cut it.

On the other hand, the man was wearing a suit, and there were more than a dozen knife wounds on the clothes behind him, but there was not a single one in front of him, proving that the murderer attacked him from behind.

"Tsk, it's so cruel."

Xia Ren was able to figure out the murder through the scene.

The woman died first, and then the husband who was off work came back. Seeing this scene, he rushed to the living room, knelt in front of his wife, and then the murderer stood behind him, holding a fruit knife.

"puff"!

The next step is the process of finishing the attack, and each strike is very hard.

"Then the murderer is in the bedroom."

Xia Ren clapped his hands, stood up, and pushed open the door along the bloody footprints.

Xu Qiang, whom he met yesterday, was lying flat on the bed, with his hands naturally placed beside him, and his palms were covered in blood.

“There is a faint smell of pollution.”

A huge tentacle stretched out from behind Xia Ren's head. He held the coward's ear-drawing spoon in his hand and walked forward slowly.

Xu Qiang was already cold, and there was a clear mark on his neck.

When he saw his expression, Xia Ren couldn't help but his pupils tightened, and his reason instantly dropped by seven or eight o'clock.

Xu Qiang closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth outlined a strange curve.

He is laughing.

Satisfied smile.
Chapter completed!