Looking at the corpse hanging from the beam, its deathly state horrifying, Song Qingshu could not help grumbling inwardly. Did I seriously stumble into a serial murder case?
Recalling what Kim Yeoseon had told him before, Song Qingshu could not help looking toward the Fu sisters. Could they really be the killers?
Yet the sisters' beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, and nothing in their expressions revealed any flaw.
The Koreans hurriedly tried to take Kim Yeoseon down, but Song Qingshu stopped them. "Don't destroy the scene. Let me handle it." Though this world had no forensic experts to examine traces, he still did not want to see the crime scene covered in a chaotic mess of footprints.
Jin Renjun said angrily, "Weren't you investigating the case? After all this time, not only have you failed to find the killer, someone else has died. What kind of investigation is this?"
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. The facts were right before him, and he truly had no way to refute that. Unexpectedly, Fu Junzhuo came to his defense instead. "This cannot be blamed on him. The more murders the killer commits, the more likely he is to make a mistake. That means we are one step closer to catching him."
Jin Renjun snorted. "What if the killer keeps going, and he only figures it out after all of us are dead? What use would that be?"
Fu Junyu immediately objected. "Why do you always find some excuse to argue against everything? Could it be that you are the killer, deliberately making the investigation harder for him?"
Jin Renjun's expression changed drastically. "Second Miss Fu, you cannot make such accusations carelessly!"
Song Qingshu found this strange. Second Miss Fu? Judging by that tone, she should have an elder sister. The Fu sisters really had