Tap, tap tap!
Officer Lin An walked at the front, with Qin Ran and Aike De walking side by side behind him.
Compared to the makeup artist's miserable state when he entered this place, Qin Ran and Aike De were undoubtedly doing much better. However, the tension on Aike De's face was far greater than the makeup artist's had been.
Anyone would be nervous upon entering a murder scene.
The murderer was no exception.
In fact, the murderer would be even more nervous.
They would gather more information for themselves by probing the scene, or seek psychological reassurance.
Of course, Aike De was absolutely not the murderer.
He simply had an instinctive aversion to corpses.
Just like a normal person's fear of death.
Officer Lin An, who was walking in front, halted.
"It's not too late to regret this now."
The middle-aged officer spoke to Aike De in a joking tone.
Unlike Mei Huasheng's bluntness.
The middle-aged officer before them was far more amiable and tactful, but he had his own bottom line when it came to fulfilling his duties. If Qin Ran and Aike De had not fully told him about what had happened earlier, and if his superior had not approved it, he would never have brought them to the murder scene.
As for the makeup artist?
The moment he heard that he would be entering the murder scene, he had shaken his head and refused.
One such experience was enough for the makeup artist.
Another time?
He had no intention of actually vomiting up last night's dinner.
"I don't regret it."
Aike De answered.
Naturally, there was a hint of forced bravado in that answer, but he had no other choice.
If he wanted to build a closer relationship with Qin Ran, he had to do this.