Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 44 The Glass Jar Hidden in the Wall

"Where do you live?"

The voice in Su Miaoyi's mind didn't speak, so she started talking to Liu Fan.

Liu Fan ignored her.

"Don't speak. It's okay." Su Miaoyi crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, looking down at the person squatting on the ground. "I know which building you're in, and as for the floor, judging by your running speed, it won't be more than five floors."

Liu Fan remained silent.

Su Miaoyi said, "Don't even mention five floors, even if it's twenty floors, it would be easy to find your house."

Liu Fan suddenly struggled.

Su Miaoyi said, "I thought you weren't in Jinghai anymore after all this time."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something.

Either he's been hiding in Jinghai all along.

Either he left and then came back.

Either way, it suggests that Jinghai might have something very important to him.

That apartment building.

She encounters corpses every time she blacks out.

This time I met Liu Fan.

Is there a new case, or...
Police sirens sounded outside, and cars stopped outside the alley.

A loud slam of the door, followed by Zhuang Yanzheng shouting, "Su Miaoyi!"

Su Miaoyi did not synchronize her location with Zhuang Yanzheng, but only told 110 that she was at the vegetable market.

She felt that the nearby branch office would be faster than Zhuang Yanzheng.

Unexpectedly, they arrived at almost the same time.

"Su Miaoyi!" Zhuang Yanzheng called out again, taking a step closer.

Su Miaoyi said, "This way!"

Zhuang Yanzheng appeared at the alley entrance and immediately walked in.

"I'm fine," Su Miaoyi said when she saw his anxiety.

Zhuang Yanzheng quickly approached, his breathing slightly unsteady. He took her arm, turned her around, and looked her over.

Seeing that she was not injured, he felt a little relieved and glanced at Liu Fan.

Police officers from the branch office came over.

Su Miaoyi stumbled a few times after being turned around by him, but regained her balance and asked, "How did you get here so fast?"

"I'm doing some errands nearby," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Have you synchronized the information with the command center?" Su Miaoyi asked again.

"Hmm." Zhuang Yanzheng picked up Liu Fan, who was squatting on the ground, and looked at the strap tied to his hand. "You called me, and it rang twice before you hung up. I saw the message and thought you would call the police, so I asked them about it."

“His tools of the crime,” Su Miaoyi said, pointing to the hammer and scalpel on the ground.

She didn't touch it after it fell to the ground.

Zhuang Yanzheng, however, was staring blankly at the rope tied around Liu Fan's wrist.

The way this rope is tied is very special; the more you struggle, the tighter it becomes.

He remembered the past.
"Team Leader Zhuang," a police officer from the branch office called out to him.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at him: "Let's transfer the murderer from a case a while ago to the Municipal Bureau."

"Okay." The police officer from the branch office made a note of it.

Su Miaoyi recounted the general process.

The police officers at the branch office assumed that Su Miaoyi was Zhuang Yanzheng's informant, so they did not suspect why she was there.

“Captain Zhuang, this is where he lives.” Su Miaoyi pointed to Liu Fan.

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "Qi Feng and the others are already on their way."

Su Miaoyi nodded.

Liu Fan wouldn't say a word, no matter how you asked.

Zhuang Yanzheng and Su Miaoyi had no choice but to go to the property management office with the police from the branch office.

But the property management here is practically nonexistent.

They didn't know which households were occupied or not.

So they went down to the fifth floor and below, knocking on doors one by one.

A room on the fourth floor has been selected.

After contacting the homeowner, who in turn contacted the real estate agent, and after all that trouble, the homeowner finally agreed to let the firefighters remove the lock.

There is definitely no one there.

I entered the room and turned on the light.

Once inside, it gives you a very oppressive feeling.

All the curtains were drawn.

Qi Feng and Chu Xingrou opened the survey box.

The room had two bedrooms and a living room. Zhuang Yanzheng went to the master bedroom, and Su Miaoyi went to the second bedroom.

The second bedroom has no bed, only a table and a chair.

There was nothing on the desktop.

Su Miaoyi touched the table while wearing gloves.

It's very clean, which means he's often here.

I pulled back the curtains of the second bedroom and looked inside, but there was nothing there.

Chu Xingrou came to collect fingerprints, but no fingerprints were found.

There were no fingerprints in his own residence, in a room he frequented.

"Are there any other places?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Chu Xingrou nodded: "It has a living room, bathroom, kitchen, and master bedroom. It's abnormally clean here."

Su Miaoyi observed the room.

After a while, she raised her hand and tapped the wall above the table.

"Empty?" Chu Xingrou listened to the noise.

Su Miaoyi looked around again and finally found a button in a hidden compartment in the table drawer.

After pressing the button, the entire wall in front of the table slowly rose from the ground, bit by bit.

The craftsmanship is extremely precise; there are no gaps whatsoever, and it's completely undetectable.

Hearing the commotion, Zhuang Yanzheng and the others came over.

After the wall panels were raised, there was a black curtain.

Su Miaoyi, being the closest, pulled it open directly.

Upon seeing what was inside, Chu Xingrou screamed in fright and quickly covered her mouth.

Although Su Miaoyi was mentally prepared, her pupils still contracted, and she took a few steps back, accidentally stepping on Zhuang Yanzheng's foot.

She turned to look at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked down at her, said nothing, and then looked at the wall.

Standing beside him, Su Miaoyi felt that his glance was telling a story.

On purpose?

Su Miaoyi also looked up at the wall.

There's a cabinet inside.

On the cabinet were individual glass jars.

There were eight glass jars in total, each with a date labeled on it.

The cabinet has two layers.

On the top layer, each jar contains a pair of eyes.

On the bottom layer, each jar contained a pair of hands soaking in it.

Zhuang Yanzheng stepped forward and took a look.

The eyes above and the hands below correspond to each other.

The dates are all the same.

The dates of the two cases in Luo City, the case in Xiancheng, and the case in Jinghai all roughly match.

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Finally, Zhuang Yanzheng said, "Take a picture and bring it back."

Qi Feng and several others stepped forward.

Chu Xingrou hesitated whether or not to help.

I want to help, but I'm also very scared.

Su Miaoyi patted her shoulder: "Take it slow, don't rush, you'll get used to it. Don't force yourself."

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at the glass jars and listened to what she said.

Chu Xingrou nodded: "Sister Miaomiao, when did you stop being afraid? I feel you are so amazing. You are not afraid of seeing skeletonized corpses, and you are not afraid of seeing these things either."

"Hey!" Zhuang Yanzheng was looking at the jars when he realized what Chu Xingrou was saying, but it was too late to stop her.

Chu Xingrou was startled by his shout.

Su Miaoyi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the jars, and then she staggered out of the house and went outside to vomit.

My whole body went limp instantly, and I couldn't even stand up. I could only squat on the ground.

Chu Xingrou had no idea what had happened.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her and said, "You are not allowed to ask her questions like whether she is afraid in the future."

Chu Xingrou quickly pursed her lips and shut her mouth.

Like a puzzled kitten.

That is why ah?

I didn't dare ask, but I silently kept it in my heart.

(End of this chapter)