"Oh, by the way, according to his neighbors, his two favorite things are taking pictures and drinking. I heard that he likes to brag to others when he is drunk."
After forensic examination, a preliminary assessment was made. "Based on the degree of decomposition of the body, he should have been dead for more than six days."
He Meishu looked at the prone body on the ground with some discomfort.
"It's like this. He must have been dead for a long time."
If the neighbors hadn't said that the house always had a foul smell, they wouldn't have discovered that this man had died at home long ago.
Suddenly she remembered something.
He took out his phone and found a somewhat blurry photo and handed it to captain Min Xingyu:
"Captain, someone took this photo accidentally. Do you think the person above looks like Zhou Keqin?"
Min Xingyu took it and looked at it carefully.
It is indeed Zhou Keqin.
A Zhi was confused and scratched his head. "But he is already dead."
How can one kill someone who is dead?
Min Xingyu glanced at him. "This Kim Ji-woo has been dead for more than six days, while Zhou Keqin has been dead for less than six days."
"Yeah, why did I forget this?"
A Zhi patted his head, glanced at the tripod, and suddenly had an idea:
"Could it be that Kim Ji-woo photographed something, and then Zhou Keqin found out about it. In order to get these things back and not leak the secret, he chose to kill Kim Tae-seung?"
"And he himself was silenced for some reason?"
He Meishu took over and said, "If this is really the case, then this has nothing to do with pervert Serial Murder Case."
The forensic doctor used tweezers to gently remove a few strands of hair on the back of the deceased's head and explained:
"On the surface, it seems that he was suffocated to death by being put in a plastic bag. In fact, the cause of his death should be a heavy blow to the back of the head."
"Someone beat him to death with a sharp object, then put a plastic bag over his head, tied his hands behind his back, tied a pink bow, and disguised himself as Serial Murder Case."
Min Xingyu's eyes were sharp. "Serial Murder Case, it cannot be combined with the two recent cases. The murderer is not the same person."
*
Downstairs, Li Jingtai saw Su Qiao not moving for a long time and bumped her shoulder lightly. "What are you listening to?"
Su Qiao took back his things and stuffed his phone into his pocket.
"Nothing."
Turns out he is still a kleptomaniac.
This kind of person deserves to be unlucky.
And the murderer in these two cases was not the Serial Murder Case murderer she was looking for.
Su Qiao has no interest in taking care of this.
Li Jingtai took her hand. "Let's go home. I bought seafood and will cook it for you later."
"Bought seafood?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to eat seafood yesterday? I went to the beach today and bought some. Today I want you to try Country H's most authentic seafood."
The two walked to the car while talking, and soon left the community.
*
The seafood feast was quite satisfying.
However, after eating and drinking, Su Qiao had a headache when he had to deal with a drunkard.
She sighed and helped the red-faced and drunk guy upstairs.
"Drinking so boldly, I thought you were really good at drinking."
The result?
As a result, after less than five drinks, people became like this.
"Xiao Qiao... you... how do you have three heads? Haha, no, it's... three Xiao Qiao..."
"Three me? What you think is beautiful."
Su Qiao grabbed his hand that was dangling in the air, kicked open the door, forced him in, and pushed him onto the bed.
Just as he was about to get up and cover him with the quilt, he was pulled down and fell to the side.