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Chapter 135 A miserable death

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    A seven-year-old daughter?

    Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, thinking of the three dead people he mentioned, he frowned and pursed his lips, "What about the other two corpses?"

    Zhang Dongxu turned around and pointed to the bedroom and the kitchen respectively, "The deceased Zhang Hongyan is in the kitchen, with a fruit knife about 25 centimeters long stuck in her back."

    "Their seven-year-old daughter Liu Hui is in the bedroom. Judging from the marks on her neck, she should have been strangled directly by the murderer with something."

    "Because the fire started on the sofa, and the murderer didn't seem to have any intention of burning the other two victims, the kitchen and bedroom were almost unaffected by the fire."

    Meng Yao nodded to express that he understood, and then raised some questions along with his words.

    "According to your statement, the murderer only wanted to burn the dead Liu Songwen when he set the fire."

    "Why?"

    After thinking for a moment with a frown, Meng Yao carefully looked at the deceased in front of him.

    Because it was the point of fire, the body was burned by the fire for a relatively long time, so that the deceased’s facial features were burned and deformed, and even the ears, nose, lips, and eyelids were missing.

    The naked body was like a stick of black coal. Because the arms were resting on the sofa, the wounds were so severe that the flesh could almost be described as flying.

    Even the fingers have curled up and deformed under the high temperature.

    ?Looking further down, we can see that the area below the deceased’s buttocks that touches the sofa is small, so the burn area on his legs is the smallest, and his toes are still intact.

    Even though the indoor doors and windows were wide open, after standing for a while, Meng Yao could still smell some pungent smell as the wind blew in, mixed with the smell of burnt meat.

    Looking around, Meng Yao found nothing, and helplessly motioned to Zhang Dongxu, "Take the body back and do an autopsy directly!"

    The other party nodded, then turned around and called two people from the door to come in, put the body in a body bag and carried it away.

    After walking around the living room, Meng Yao walked towards the kitchen at the other end.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: ????????????????????????????: There is only a small aisle and a dining room separated by a small corridor, the kitchen and the living room are the same as the sky, there is no comparison.

    The sliding door of the kitchen was wide open at this time. Several tables, chairs and sundries that had been knocked down by high-pressure water cannons blocked the door. Black and gray dirty water and bright red blood were dripping on the ground.

    Looking past the debris at the door, his eyes fell on the deceased who fell to the ground and died.

    A maroon top, a pair of black trousers, a blue and white plaid apron tied around the waist, and a pair of red rubber slippers on his feet, very ordinary attire.

    Meng Yao looked at the deceased, half lying on his stomach, and an open bottle of seasoning was spilled on the ground next to him.

    When I looked up at the chopping board on the cupboard, half-cut potatoes were scattered everywhere, and even the cutting knife fell into the sink next to it.

    Looking at these pictures, a scene appeared in front of her eyes.

    Zhang Hongyan was cutting potatoes in the kitchen with a knife when someone suddenly stabbed her directly from behind.

    Because the pain caused her body to twitch, her hands kept trying to grab something, so in the chaos, potatoes were scattered everywhere, and the knife also fell into the pool.

    And she finally collapsed to the ground after taking down a bottle of seasoning!

    After walking in, Meng Yao raised his hand and turned the deceased's body around, looking at the deceased's facial expression.

    “Then Meng Yao asked, “Normally, if someone suddenly stabbed him in the back like this, the victim would die immediately.”

    “Either it doesn’t hit the vital point, and you will bleed to death after struggling.” (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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