On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

Yan Zihan was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out subconsciously: "Is this true?"

Fang Xiang pointed to the family bucket on the table: "Now, these two buckets of food are not cold yet."

Yan Zihan subconsciously touched it, and his expression suddenly changed. He yelled and rushed out the door, "The murderer may not have left the community yet. Everyone, follow me and search!"

Liu Weiguang sighed, but before he could say anything, Yan Zihan and the others had already rushed out of the room. Helplessly, he could only observe the room carefully.

After a long pause, he finally turned his gaze to Fang Xiang: "Forensic doctor, are there any obvious fingerprints in the room?"

Fang Xiang shook his head slightly, then sighed and said, "The murderer must have been wearing gloves. There were no fingerprints left at the scene."

Soon, Liu Weiguang found the sticky note on the dining table. The other party gave Fang Xiang a wink, and Fang Xiang immediately understood what he meant.

After operating the professional equipment to check, Fang Xiang immediately shook his head gently: "There are no fingerprints on this paper."

Liu Weiguang nodded slightly and asked curiously, "What exactly does this gluttony mean?"

Fang Xiang shrugged helplessly and gave him a helpless look.

It wasn't known how long it took before Yan Zihan returned to the crime scene in a dejected state. He then slammed the door shut and roared angrily, "Damn it, we didn't find anything!"

"Don't worry, this guy is definitely a pervert. Moreover, once he commits a crime, it is impossible for him to commit only one crime."

Yan Zihan was stunned and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"This man must be a serial killer."

Having said that, without waiting for Yan Zihan to ask any questions, Liu Weiguang threw the evidence bag containing the sticky note to Yan Zihan.

Yan Zihan was stunned for a moment: "What does this mean?"

Liu Weiguang shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, but I think it's definitely related to the deceased. We'll receive the next sticky note soon."

Yan Zihan snorted and didn't say much.

However, at this moment, there was another commotion outside the door. There was even a hysterical scream: "Help! Someone's dead!"

The sound was not close to the two of them, but Yan Zihan still jumped out as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Liu Weiguang shook his head and sighed, "Young people have great energy."

His words aroused Fang Xiang's curiosity to some extent. He looked at him deeply and said, "Aren't you curious? Two murders happened in the same community in succession..."

Liu Weiguang smiled and said, "I suggest you come with us, otherwise we'll have to send someone to invite you."

Fang Xiang nodded and quickly followed Liu Weiguang out of the room.

At this time, the entrance of another building was crowded with onlookers.

Many people were trying to persuade a middle-aged woman who was crying loudly: "I've long advised him not to live in this old house anymore and to move into the villa with us. But he just wouldn't listen. Now you can't live in that big villa anymore..."

Before she could finish her words, the middle-aged woman burst into tears again.

Liu Weiguang slowly walked to the side of the middle-aged woman and asked softly, "Excuse me—what exactly happened in the room?"

When the middle-aged woman saw that the person speaking was an agent, she wiped away her tears and choked up as she said, "Not long ago, I received a call from a stranger saying they were checking the water meter and asked me to open the door. I told them my husband was sleeping over there and asked them to just knock on the door. But not long after, I received another call from him saying that no one was home and asked me to come and open the door..."

The woman seemed to have thought of something, and immediately covered her mouth and retched: "My husband is indeed in the house, but he is dead."

Liu Weiguang nodded, then took the woman to the second crime scene.

Although he had made sufficient mental preparations, as soon as he walked in, he felt his stomach churn. The bloody smell in this room was too strong. Even for a veteran detective like him, it was a bit hard to accept.

Even he was like this, let alone the middle-aged woman? With a "wow" sound, the woman squatted on the ground and vomited violently.

If we talk about the most normal person, then of course it's Fang Xiang. He first put on gloves and foot covers, then carefully walked to the side of the corpse.

After a careful inspection, he winked at Yan Zihan who was not far away, indicating that he should let the deceased's wife go out first.

Although Yan Zihan was somewhat reluctant, he had no choice but to do as he was told.

When he walked in again, he heard Fang Xiang frowning and saying, "This man cut off a piece of his own flesh with a knife. Then, he died from excessive blood loss!"

Yan Zihan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling, and he cursed loudly, "Is there something wrong with the feng shui of this community? Why do they all die like this?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the room suddenly became silent.

Feeling the strange looks from Fang Xiang and Liu Weiguang, he realized something: "Could these two cases really be committed by the same person?"

"As much as I hate it, I have to admit it. These two crimes were most likely committed by the same person. Otherwise, how could someone eat for hours straight and eventually die of bloating? Not to mention gouging out a piece of their own flesh and then bleeding to death."

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something and slapped his forehead: "You two, quickly look around. Are there any sticky notes with words on them?"

"Don't look for it, it's right here."

As he spoke, Yan Zihan threw a bag of evidence to Liu Weiguang.

Soon, Fang Xiang also came to a conclusion: "The room is very clean, there are no fingerprints left."

Liu Weiguang suddenly thought of something and quickly handed over the evidence bag in his hand: "Could you please take another look at this sticky note to see if there are any clues?"

Fang Xiang nodded, and then worked for a while. Finally, he revealed a faint smile: "There is indeed a fingerprint on it."

With a clatter, Liu Weiguang and Yan Zihan all gathered around. Seeing the fingerprint on the sticky note, they hurriedly urged, "Forensic doctor, the next step is up to you. Please extract this fingerprint as soon as possible and compare it with the fingerprint database to see if you can quickly confirm its identity!"

Fang Xiang nodded, then returned to the laboratory with the evidence.

Without any hesitation, he quickly went into the laboratory.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was the second day.