Ying Zhan paused in his steps.

He also smelled what Yingqian was talking about.

His eyebrows knitted together in an instant.

"Something's wrong."

He slowed down, held Yingqian's wrist, and protected her behind him.

"I'll take you back to the main road first, so be careful."

Ying Zhan clearly knew.

Ying Qian is a ruthless person who faced Lin Xiao's second personality twice and was able to do so without incident.

But this doesn't mean.

He would let Yingqian put himself in danger.

His sight was blocked by Ying Zhan's tall back.

Yingqian could only see.

He has a rather cold profile.

This feeling of being completely maintained is not bad at all.

In addition, it may increase your favorability.

Ying Qian grabbed Ying Zhan's sleeves and gently pulled it twice. She tilted her head and a cute smile appeared on her lips.

"Let's go together."

She took a step forward.

Walking side by side with Ying Zhan.

However, the fingers holding his cuffs did not let go.

The warm skin of her fingers accidentally brushed against Ying Zhan's wrist.

But it brought a tremor that was a bit more severe than the electric shock.

Ying Zhan's throat moved, and his voice became softer without even him noticing.

He said:

"good."

Follow the direction where the smell of blood comes from.

They both lowered their breathing at the same time.

The steps are kept to a minimum.

The alley becomes more and more gloomy.

The smell of blood in the air has become as strong as substance.

To this extent.

If someone hadn't killed a pig at home...

Then there is only one answer left.

Yingqian covered her mouth, took out her phone, and sent a text message.

Vision is greatly restricted in the dark.

Alleys extend in all directions.

Yingqian didn't even know where he had gone.

Follow the smell of blood.

She and Ying Zhan came to a hill that looked like a garbage dump.

Except for the stench mixed with the smell of blood.

All that could be seen was a mannequin lying at the bottom of the mountain, with one pale leg stretched out. It looked a bit strange in the night.

The smell of blood seemed to come for no reason at all.

However, Ying Qian and Ying Zhan looked at the mannequin at the same time.

Nothing wrong.

This is not a mannequin at all.

But a corpse that was abandoned here like garbage!

"Call the police."

Ying Zhan gritted his teeth.

His eyes were extremely fierce for a moment.

"Let's exit first, save the scene, and then..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Yingqian has already stepped forward.

The moonlight breaks through the clouds.

Sprinkle it on the body lying in the garbage.

In a hazy halo.

Yingqian saw the woman's broken body.

She was wearing a long red dress full of stab wounds, and a large area of ​​pale skin was exposed. Her neck was cut open, and her limbs were strangely broken back. Her long hair was messy, covering half of her face, and only a pair of empty eyes were exposed.

, was staring at Yingqian quietly.

at this time.

Yingqian finally understood.

Why is the smell of blood floating in the air so strong as to be real?

Almost all the blood in a woman's body flows out of her body.

Her neck was cut open.

It became a dark red gap.

Like a mouth that cannot speak.

Not even a drop of blood could be shed.

"She still had body temperature. She died no more than four hours ago. The murderer may still be nearby."

Yingqian gritted his teeth.

Anger fills the body.

She glanced left and right and said coldly:

"I'll go take a look around. You stay here to protect the scene and wait for others to come."

"Yingqian..."

"Don't worry about me."

Yingqian tied up her tail in a ponytail, and the murderous intent in her eyes seemed to condense into a sharp blade.

"If he meets me, he is the one who should be careful!"

She doesn't like this world very much.

Instead of following the beaten path, why not play a detective game?

I saw with my own eyes the skirt of the corpse that had been lifted up, and the pinch marks on the thighs.

Ying Qian now.

I just want to personally send this evil bastard away...

Go to hell!

She turned and left.

He gave Ying Zhan the task of staying in place and protecting the crime scene.

It's not that he isn't worried about Yingqian.

But after seeing the coldness in her eyes.

If the words still reached my throat, I suppressed them.

So much time has passed.

Ying Zhan doesn't think the murderer will still be around
To be continued...