Chapter 6 See the brainless corpse again

When we walked into the living room, the Miaoman figure had appeared at the stairway on the second floor and was elegantly walking downstairs. Although I was indeed a little far away from the escalator, my natural sharp eyes have looked enough on the woman in front of me.

That face is not beautiful. At best, it can only be said to be medium-looking, but the noble temperament emanating from all over her body makes her more elegant. A black and bright green silk seems to be held behind the head casually, but in fact it takes a lot of thought. A black tight cheongsam makes her figure more exquisite, but in this European medieval architecture, it looks a little abrupt and even out of place. Mu'an cotton really gives people a feeling of calmness like water.

"Two police officers, what can I do for you?" Mu Anmian gently opened her red lips, and her voice was not loud, but it was enough for me and Lan Jinxuan to hear clearly.

"Hello, we're just here to investigate something and need your help." I didn't say frankly about Wang Dong's death.

"Well, please sit down." Mu Anmian seemed to be indifferent to everything and did not ask why we came here to investigate.

"Do you know a man named Wang Dong?" As soon as I sat down, I asked.

"You mean Mr. Wang, I know him." A touch of surprise flashed over Mu'an's face, but I still caught it.

"How much do you know about him? Can you tell us more about it?" My tone is very euphemistic. In the face of such a quiet woman in front of me, my heart also calmed down.

"Recently, I'm going to make a big change to the courtyard outside, so I asked my husband to help find a better landscape designer. Mr. Wang is the one he found. I still appreciate Mr. Wang very much. He speaks very little, but he is very talented. Mu'an Mian said slowly, with a slight smile on his face.

"Is he only responsible for this project recently?" As soon as I finished speaking, a maid brought three cups of tea.

"Yes, because my husband gave him twice the salary to make him concentrate on this project." Mu'an cotton picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Have you seen each other often recently? Have you found anything wrong?" I picked up the teacup as I asked, but I was deeply shocked by a fragrance.

The strong fragrance of mo/li flowers, and a few unfolding mo/li flowers are floating on the tea. He gently clenched the teacup and raised his head and stared at Mu'an cotton sharply.

"He does come here often, but usually he only comes for a while and leaves. He should go back to the company to improve the plan." Mu'an didn't notice the change in my expression.

"How long will it take?" Through Xiao Fou's understanding of Wang Dong Company and Gao Jianning's information, Wang Dong has often gone out to meet customers recently, and he has been away for most of the day.

"It's only about half an hour. It's nothing more than explaining the new plan, at most, go to the courtyard to check it." There is a significant difference between what Mu Anmian said and what we have learned.

"Did you see him the night before yesterday?" I still don't believe Mu'an's words. The Mo/Lihua fragrance in Xie Liying's mouth, the Mo/Lihua in this tea, it is difficult for me not to connect the two things.

"The night before yesterday? How come? Mr. Wang comes here at about ten o'clock in the morning. I usually go to bed early at night. I think Mr. Wang should also get off work at that time. Mu'anmian obviously thinks my question is a little funny.

"This tea is delicious and fragrant." I kept looking at Mu Anmian, but Yu Guang still caught a glimpse of Lan Jinxuan's body and suddenly stiffened because of my words.

"I have always liked the fragrance of flowers. This tea was bought by my husband." When Mu Anmian talked about her husband, his eyes were obviously full of happiness.

"Mo/Li Huaxiang's perfume is also good." I said something casually.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I never use perfume." Mu Anmian smiled faintly.

"Oh? Is your husband at home? I want to talk to him." I looked up and didn't see Mu Anmian's husband on the second floor.

"He has something to do. He usually can't come back until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, although I was already asleep at that time." Mu Anmian said softly, and his face looked a little sad.

"Well, it seems that I have to talk about it next time." As I said, I stood up and prepared to leave.

"No problem, but I want to know why you want to investigate Wang Dong?" Mu Anmian couldn't help asking us in the end.

"I'm sorry, this is a matter of the police. It can't be leaked. Please don't mind. If you think of anything special about Wang Dong, please let us know as soon as possible. Please don't talk to others about our conversation today, including your husband. I specifically told him.

"Yes." Mu'an nodded and sent us to the door.

Returning to the car, he turned his head and looked at the villa. The door was already closed. As for Mu'anmian, I'm still very suspicious. If Wang Dong didn't come to her the day before yesterday, if Mu'anmian doesn't use Mo/Lihua

Fragrant perfume, where did the fragrance of Mo/Lihua on Wang Dong come from?

The company said that Wang Dong left after work early the day before yesterday and did not say that he would meet the customer. His wife Xie Liying said that Wang Dong came home quite late because he had an appointment with the customer. Now his client Mu Anmian actually said that they always met in the morning, and Wang Dong stayed at Mu Anmian's house for only more than half an hour. Three places, three statements, all kinds of contradictions.

Even if it is assumed that the company, Xie Liying and Mu Anmian's statements are true, where did Wang Dong go from the day before yesterday when he left the company and went home? Who did you meet? Now

All the problems are entangled, like a mess, which is annoying.

"Are you suspicious of Mu'an cotton?" Seeing me frowning and thinking, Lan Jinxuan couldn't help asking.

"Ha ha, if there is no evidence, you can only doubt it, but everything is just speculation. Do you think Mu Anmian has the motivation to kill Wang Dong? Even if there is, how did she make Wang Dong cheat and burn himself after his death

? Why did you do this?" I threw a series of questions to Lan Jinxuan, which puzzled her.

After a long time, Lan Jinxuan opened her mouth and said, "Just because of my intuition as a woman, she was definitely not pretending to be like that just now. I didn't find out where she was lying. She seemed very calm from beginning to end."

"Well, children can be taught, but everything still has to be based on evidence. Now no one can doubt, but no one can rule out the suspicion." I smiled mysteriously and drove away from the villa.

It is true that Mu Anmian is very calm from beginning to end, but she is too calm. Everything comes out of her mouth and becomes so light. But it is also possible that the magical Mo/Lihua fragrance and the fragrant Mo/Lihua tea are just a coincidence. But is it really just a coincidence?

"Wh! Brother, look, that flower is purple! It's so beautiful!" Lan Jinxuan's voice suddenly sounded and pointed to the roadside and said excitedly.

Purple flowers? I parked my car on the roadside and looked in the direction pointed by Lan Jinxuan. Now the wind is blowing, and there are many soft purple petals floating from the wall on the roadside. The flying petals are swirling in the wind, which is a unique. From the outside, there is only one thing like a huge purple flower ball in the wall. What kind of flower is that? It can bloom such a mysterious and enchanting face in this early autumn.

Looking along the wall, I saw a flower shop. All kinds of greenhouse flowers placed at the door seemed to be vibrant, but in fact, they were not energetic and were completely incomparable to the tree flower in the wall. Although the flower shop is deserted, it is also romantic on this amorous Chang'an West Street. Especially when I saw the face of the woman who was busy in the store, I was more sure of this romance.

"Brother? Brother?" Lan Jinxuan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of me, and then I came to my senses.

Looking at the flower shop again, there is no such figure.

"Let's go back." I said casually and started the car and left.

Even if it has been far away from the flower shop, the figure is still lingering in my mind. The beautiful face is like a water lily in the water, which attracts me and makes my heart get closer step by step.

However, just as I was driving on Chang'an West Street, my mobile phone rang and safety was the top priority, so I asked Lan Jinxuan to answer the phone for me. Since yesterday, Smurfette and I were a little embarrassed because of the loud sound of the phone, I turned the volume to the lowest, and now I can't hear what's saying on the phone. And I only heard Lan Jinxuan say "um" for a long time, and didn't say anything more.

Oh, my God! It's not my mother, is it? Thinking of this, the car immediately stopped, and I stared at Lan Jinxuan with a resentful face. Today is Saturday, and my mother must call me.

"Who?" I quickly asked.

"Jayway." After Lan Jinxuan said these two words, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter?" I suddenly realized that Zhang Jiewei would call me for nothing. What happened?

Lan Jinxuan handed me her mobile phone. I took a look and the phone was hung up.

"He asked us to go to No. 73 Changqing Road, and someone died again, and his brain was sucked dry like Wang Dong." Lan Jinxuan looked like a frightened child, and her face was obviously pale.

I am very familiar with the area of Changqing Road, but now, I can't stretch my eyebrows at all. Someone died again, and it was the same way to die as Wang Dong. What does this mean? Is it just a coincidence? Or is it the evil spirit? Or is it man-made and carefully planned and arranged?

With these questions that I can't even figure out, we have arrived at No. 73 Changqing Road, which is an ordinary residential building. The deceased lives on the sixth floor. Because there is no elevator, we can only spend more energy and time climbing the stairs.

As soon as I got to the sixth floor, I heard a woman crying. How sad and heartbreaking, although I don't know whether it's true or false.

"What's going on?" Seeing Zhang Jiewei standing at the door, I went straight to ask him.

"The deceased Tao Jiahao, 30 years old, is a Chinese teacher at Min'an Middle School. The deceased's wife went to her friend's house last night and didn't return. When she came back this morning, she found that the deceased's seven orifices had died of pus, so she immediately called the police.

Zhang Jiewei said expressionlessly, without a trace of emotion in his tone, which seemed a little stiff.

I nodded and walked into the house. The woman was crying on the sofa. When I walked in, I saw Xiao Fou and You Qiaolin and other staff who were autopsy and collecting clues and evidence.

"Or the brain marrow?" I want to confirm again that if it is really a serial event, it will be even bigger.

You Qiaolin turned around when he heard the sound, held the gold-rimmed glasses and looked at me before saying, "It turned out to be Officer Wang. Yes, it was still seven orifices of pus and sucked away, and there were no other traumas. It was initially concluded that the time of death was between midnight and one o'clock in the morning."

It's so similar!

It's really troublesome. I still don't think it has something to do with ghosts and gods. If that's the case, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do. But if it's man-made, it's definitely a serial murder. Perhaps, from this deceased, we may not be able to find more clues...

I looked around the whole room and saw the clothes hanging on the shelf at a glance. While everyone was not paying attention, I walked over and came forward to ask about the smell. A residual smell of wine mixed with the mysterious fragrance of Mo/Lihua stimulates my olfactory organs and also stimulates my brain.

The same method, the same time of death, and even before death, there is also a mysterious fragrance of Mo/Lihua. I can't help but notice a problem, a problem that may make me explore a certain truth.