One of the female police officers looked at the blood-stained little boy in the photo, her eyes red, her voice choked up.
"Ten years old. How could she do this to such a young child at that time?"
He didn’t speak loudly, but the conference room was eerily quiet and everyone heard it.
Meng Yao blinked and looked at the little figure huddled in the corner on the screen with a pale expression.
"It was at that time, it should have been from that time on, that he had begun to learn to enjoy the pleasure brought by abuse!"
"Whether it was given to others by him or given to him by others, he should have started to enjoy the slowly distorted and perverted taste!"
After speaking, seeing the others looking at him in confusion, Meng Yao pointed at the screen, "If you don't believe me, just look at the expression on his face."
Everyone looked in the direction she pointed, and Zhang Dongxu enlarged the photo a little more, revealing a pair of eyes full of hatred and surprise.
"What is he?"
Meng Yao curled his lips, not wanting to explain.
On the contrary, it was Lu Zhixing who was kind enough to explain to everyone.
"Hate, of course, is for Anna; surprise, because he found pleasure in being abused, or found a certain point that stimulated him."
Turning his head to look at Meng Yao, he turned to the screen, "I guess Zhou Hao must have been stimulated by the blood at that time."
"Mr. Lu, you mean that Zhou Hao's eyes were pricked red by blood?"
Yuan Shuai said hesitantly, "That's why he loves red so much, because it's very similar to blood?"
"Yes, not entirely." Lu Zhixing gave an ambiguous answer.
What is, and is not all of
Everyone looked at each other confused and expressed that they did not understand, and they were even more confused than before.
Meng Yao said it was shameful for him to leave half of a sentence, then she snorted and leaned back lazily on her chair.
The voice was lazy, "Do you still remember that something is missing at every murder scene?"
Lost something?
Everyone frowned, and even Su Yecheng subconsciously turned to ask Yuan Shuai.
Yuan Shuai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Dongxu, and both of them exclaimed at the same time.
"Blood!"
"Yes, it's blood." Meng Yao nodded happily.
It seems that these guys didn’t take what she said at all to heart, or they thought it was unimportant!
Facing the puzzled looks of everyone, Zhang Dongxu said blankly, "Forensic Doctor Meng did mention it at that time."
“It was said that the body of the deceased at the scene was missing some blood, but we didn’t think it was anything at the time. I thought the blood had seeped into the ground.”
“Now that I’m talking about it, that blood?”
Meng Yao raised his chin towards the screen, "Drink it, and it was drunk by this pitiful-looking guy above."
?Drink?
"Then, is that blood?"
Drink blood?
No matter how much people don’t want to accept it, this statement seems to be true.
"Besides, Zhou Hao's murder was not all because of Anna."
"There should be another reason for Zhao Lei!"
After finishing speaking, everyone’s eyes followed Meng Yao to Zhang Dongxu.
Zhang Dongxu, who was all watching, swallowed, "Yes, it has something to do with Zhao Lei."
“Oh my god, no wonder the captain wanted to kidnap Dr. Meng to come to the criminal investigation team. This way of solving the case is too wild.
And it’s all right!
After muttering to himself, Zhang Dongxu spoke, "Do you remember what Zhou Hao once said after he knocked Forensic Meng unconscious?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com