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night, deep.
"Stab - stab -"
The clothes rubbed against the lawn to make a harsh rubbing sound, the woman's long black hair was scattered on the ground, and her whole body was dragged forward.
The black figure holding her ankle suddenly let go, took out an ax gleaming with cold light from behind the tree, raised it high towards the woman, and chopped it down! ¡ª¡ª
In the early morning, boys and girls who have the habit of getting up early came to the Lake of Lovers with books in their arms. Whoever smelled the pungent smell of blood first opened the branches in front of them in the direction of the smell, as if they had been strangled by the throat. Screaming like a hen!
"Crack, click."
Lover's Lake has been blocked, and people in police uniforms are taking pictures with serious faces. Some police officers who have just joined the job have already turned pale from the bloody scene in front of them, and rushed to the side to vomit.
Cheng Jiajia tried her best to suppress her nausea, and muttered, "Boss, there are many witnesses to this incident, and the impact is very bad."
The stumps in the center of the blockade were scattered here and there, and the lawn was covered with blood that had dried up and condensed into dark red. The soaring bloody smell attracted hundreds of buzzing flies.
The man standing beside the blockade stared at the corpse with cold eyes, and asked with a cool tone, "Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?"
Cheng Jiajia on the side hastily opened the investigation report: "The deceased was a sophomore in the School of Mathematics and Science of University A, Yu Zi, 19 years old. According to his roommate, the deceased left the dormitory at ten o'clock last night. She didn't tell her where he was going. left alone."
The man tugged on his tie, exuding an innate aloofness all over his body, and the close-fitting police uniform on him gave him a bit of arrogance, his Adam's apple rolled, because his serious and deep voice was hoarse The magnetism makes the hooked person ready to move: "Who is the suspect currently targeting? Let's go and find out the situation."
ten minutes later.
"Gu-Shi-Ya, the roommate of the deceased Yu Zi?"
Yan Boxuan sat carelessly on a chair in the classroom, lowered his head to write something in the notebook, and asked questions without raising his head.
"Well, what can you do with me?"
A clear and cold voice sounded, Yan Boxuan's hands paused, and he raised his head subconsciously.
The girl in front of her was wearing clean jeans and a white shirt, with a simple ponytail and no makeup, but she was bright and refined under the morning light, elegant and moving.
The facial features are exquisite and small, the bridge of the nose is slender, and the lips are naturally smiling. It is this pair of sharp and delicate eyebrows and eyes that look at people with indifference, like a lifeless doll.
Facing such a pure, impurity-free but cold gaze, Yan Boxuan's face became inexplicably hot, and his eyes couldn't help pausing for a few seconds on Gu Shiya's face, she was still beautiful.
When his eyes met Gu Shiya's slightly frowned brows, he withdrew his eyes and raised his hand to scrape the tip of his nose.
After being single for a long time, I also want to take a second look at such a beautiful face.
However, business matters.
"Last night at ten o'clock, you were not in the dormitory, where did you go?" Yan Boxuan cleared his throat and asked.
"Qingshan Cemetery."
Gu Shiya's tone was flat, Yan Baixuan raised his eyebrows: "It's so late, what are you doing in the cemetery like a girl?"
"Look for someone to chat with." Gu Shiya looked at him expressionlessly.
"Student, this attitude towards public officials is going to jail." Gu Shiya's attitude was very indifferent, and a trace of doubt flashed in Yan Boxuan's eyes, and he was going to scare her first by saying a few words.
"Don't scare me. I haven't committed a crime, so why go to jail?" Gu Shiya said calmly, but gave Yan Boxuan a cold look.
Yan Boxuan received it, this girl looks like a little hedgehog.
"We probably haven't met before, and I haven't offended you. You shouldn't treat me so badly, right? Ask normal questions, take it easy, take it easy." Yan Boxuan eased his tone.
Gu Shiya half-closed her eyes, and said indifferently: "Yu Zi is dead, you came to me directly, didn't you just list me as the number one suspect? Although I was not at school last night, there was no witness, but Qingshan The cemetery caretakers and monitors can provide me with an alibi. Is that enough?"
Yan Boxuan raised his eyes and nodded, signaling his subordinates to check.
"You seem very unwilling to hear us mention Yu Zi? You have a deep conflict with her?" Yan Boxuan thought about Gu Shiya's answer, and asked a serious and sharp question.
"Ordinary classmate relationship, it's just that they don't get along in personality." Gu Shiya put her hair aside, "She's not RMB, so can everyone like her? Police officer, have I cleared my suspicions?"
Although Gu Shiya's attitude towards the deceased is doubtful, her alibi is very sufficient. After all, the monitoring of the cemetery cannot be faked, and the forensic doctor has just issued an appraisal report on the time of Yu Zi's death, and it is determined to be at Between 10:00-11:00 last night.
Gu Shiya has no time to commit the crime at all, and her suspicion can be temporarily ruled out.
Yan Boxuan raised the corners of his lips, tugged at the tie he had just tied with one hand, a few strands of hair covered his pale gray eyes: "We're done talking about business matters, now let's talk about private matters." (Remember this site's website: www .hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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