Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

Night fell like a huge black curtain, pressing heavily over the city.

The dim streetlights cast a faint glow on the street, casting shadowy images of the trash cans in the corners.

A man looked around and approached the trash can with quick but light steps.

His figure stood out starkly in the dim light, his hat pulled low over his forehead, almost obscuring most of his face.

Only a high, straight nose that hinted at nervousness and tightly pursed lips were visible.

He was carrying something bulging in his hands, gripping it tightly as if afraid it would fall out.

Reaching the trash can, he quickly threw the bag in his hand into it, and with a "clatter," the bag fell deep into the trash can.

The sound was exceptionally loud in the quiet night, and the man froze instantly, looking around warily.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one had seen him. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he seemed to remember something.

He bent down, rummaged through the trash can for a while, took out a small item, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He looked around again, quickened his pace, and disappeared into the vast night.

The discarded bag lay quietly in the trash can, emanating an unsettling aura.

It awaits the right person to uncover the truth hidden in the darkness.

Night can be a fairy tale by Hans Christian Andersen, or it can be Hitler's writings.

……

The moment the report was received, the siren shattered the tranquility of the police station.

Lu Jiaheng and Fang Jinhan exchanged a glance, quickly packed their gear, and headed to the scene.

When they arrived, the scene had already been cordoned off, and a crowd of curious and frightened people had gathered around, discussing the matter.

The trash can emitted a pungent, putrid stench, a mixture of the sour smell of garbage, which was nauseating.

Lu Jiaheng was the first to approach the trash can, his eyes firm and calm, even though his stomach was churning.

He carefully rummaged through the trash, every movement filled with caution.

Fang Jinhan assisted from the side. She pursed her lips tightly and her face was slightly pale, but her hands moved without hesitation.

As the trash was gradually cleared away, an object resembling human tissue was slowly revealed.

It was a piece of meat stained with blood, irregularly shaped, with some hair still stuck to it.

Fang Jinhan couldn't help but turn her head away, take a deep breath, and forcefully suppress her discomfort.

Lu Jiaheng squatted down and observed carefully, his brows furrowed.

"Judging from its appearance, it does look very suspicious, but we cannot yet confirm that it is human tissue."

Lu Jiaheng's voice was deep and steady: "Take photos as evidence first, then notify the forensic doctor to come over."

Fang Jinhan immediately took out her camera and took photos from various angles. Her hands trembled slightly, but she tried her best to calm herself down.

At this moment, an elderly woman who was watching covered her nose and said, "Oh my, this is terrifying! I smelled a strange odor when I came to take out the trash this morning. When I got closer, I almost fainted."

Another young man chimed in, "What if there's a murderer around here? It's terrifying."

Lu Jiaheng stood up and looked around. It was an old residential area. The trash cans were located in a corner of the community, in a relatively secluded area, and there were no surveillance cameras.

Ou Rong arrived quickly, carefully bagged the object suspected to be human tissue, and took it back to the police station for examination.

Lu Jiaheng and Fang Jinhan then began to conduct interviews and investigations in the surrounding area.

They knocked on the doors of nearby residents to ask if anything seemed amiss.

An elderly man recalled, "I thought I heard some strange noises last night, but I thought it was just stray cats or something, so I didn't pay any attention."

Back at the police station, the two sat at their desks and organized the case files for the day.

Fang Jinhan rubbed her temples: "This case doesn't seem simple. If it really is human tissue, then where is the murderer?"

Lu Jiaheng pondered for a moment: "There are too few clues at the moment. We can only wait for the forensic examination results to come out and see if there are any other discoveries."

They knew that this was only the beginning of the case, and that countless mysteries awaited them to unravel before the truth came out.

Whether it's the murderer lurking in the shadows or the intricate relationships behind it all, they are shrouded in mystery.

They must find a glimmer of hope in this fog, bring the guilty to justice, and give the victims an explanation.

After Ou Rong's intensive examination, it was confirmed that it was indeed human tissue.

Lu Jiaheng and Fang Jinhan immediately began working on identifying the victims.

Through investigation of missing persons information and powerful DNA comparison technology, they finally identified the victim.

Xinrui.

She has a twin sister named Xin Qian, who is no longer in the city and is a prime suspect in the case.

……

The morning light shone through the sheer curtains into the room.

Lu Rou slowly woke up, her thoughts still lingering between dream and reality.

The two words "dual cultivation" were clearly visible in my mind.

Lu Rou's face flushed red instantly, like a peach blossom in full bloom in spring, delicate and beautiful.

She looked up at Jun Yan's face, which seemed like a work of art meticulously sculpted by the heavens.

As if possessed, she reached out and gently touched Jun Yan's face with her slender fingers, tracing the contours of his strong features.

His skin carried the unique coolness of the morning, yet it seemed to possess an invisible magic that made Lu Rou's fingertips slightly hot.

The room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard, soft and long.

Just as Lu Rou pulled away, Jun Yan tightly grasped Lu Rou's hand.

Lu Rouxin's heart leaped into her throat.

Jun Yan slowly opened his eyes, his deep eyes still carrying the hazy and lazy feeling of just waking up, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Why don't you continue?"

Lu Rou's face instantly turned even redder, the redness spreading to her ears like a fiery sunset.

She stammered, trying to pull her hand away, but Jun Yan gripped it even tighter.

"I...I just..."

She stammered, her usual quick wit completely gone.

No!

Why is she panicking? They're already lying together, what's wrong with touching each other? It's her place, it's not unreasonable for her to charge some interest.

Jun Yan rose slightly, placed Lu Rou's hand on his cheek, and gently stroked it, his gaze fixed on her face.

"No need to sneak around."

His voice was hoarse from the early morning, yet it possessed a unique allure.

So alluring!

He's a real male vixen!

Lu Rou met his gaze directly: "Do I need to sneak around?"

As she spoke, she moved her hand down, touching his Adam's apple.

Jun Yan stretched out his long arm and pulled Lu Rou into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Stop messing around, you can't touch it so early in the morning."

Lu Rou thought of a word.

Morning.

Ah~ Just thinking about it makes my heart race and my blood boil.

Lu Rou nestled into Jun Yan's arms, but the scent of his body only intensified her panic.

With such beauty before you, who can resist?

She grumbled, "Take your hands off my waist, I want to get up."

She stood up and tidied her slightly messy hair.

Jun Yan watched Lu Rou's retreating figure, unable to suppress the urge to smile.