Chapter 8 Mysterious Woman

Tao Jiahao's body was ignited by fire, and the fire was not small. I took a look and took off my coat to put out the fire. After Lan Jinxuan called Xiao Fou and her colleagues in the police station, she also stood up

The horse will help me. But the final result was that the two of us sacrificed our coats and only saved one scorched corpse.

The scorched corpse is still handed over to the forensic doctor for research, and Lan Jinxuan and I are now shocked, especially Lan Jinxuan. Her eyes look extremely empty, and they must have been scared.

After going through those tedious normal procedures, Lan Jinxuan and I were able to get out of the police station, and now it's almost half past two. We both went to the garage first to pick up the Land Rover equipped by Lord Jiang, but

Lan Jinxuan didn't let go of my hand all the way, looking very nervous.

Influenced by her, walking in the garage feels like walking on the road to the gate of hell, which makes me not have the heart to touch the delicate hands of the beautiful woman.

It was not easy to lift the car and drive on the wide uninhabited road, and the two of us gradually calmed down.

"Did you see anything else besides Tao Jiahao just now?" I couldn't help asking Lan Jinxuan, that shadow still exists in my mind until now.

Lan Jinxuan didn't say anything, and she didn't know if she had recovered.

"Actually, just now, not long before Tao Jiahao's body was burned, I found that there was always a dark shadow behind us." I don't know if I will scare Lan Jinxuan again by saying this.

Lan Jinxuan still didn't say anything. Just as I was about to change the topic to ease the atmosphere, she turned her head and looked at me and said, "The dark shadow was already behind us when we began to follow Tao Jiahao's body."

Suddenly, with a sudden brake, my heartbeat accelerated in an instant, and the factors of uneasiness and fear in the air grew wildly and devoured my Lan Jinxuan.

The dim lights on the roadside are scattered on the road ahead, and there is a strangeness that is difficult to express.

There was a lot of wind tonight. I don't know when there was another gust of wind, and the lavender petals fell on the window of the car. Turning around, I found that I didn't know when I drove the car to Changqing Street, and it was just in front of the flower shop during the day. Although the flower shop is closed now, I still have an impulse to go in and find out.

After a long trance, I came to my senses and continued to drive. Lan Jinxuan didn't talk any more all the way, perhaps because the atmosphere was not right. Maybe we should listen to the radio now to ease this gloomy atmosphere. Thinking about this, I reached out and turned on the radio.

"She held the rotten head in her hand, sewn on the headless body with residual warmth, and couldn't help saying..."

Hearing such a deep and horrible voice, all the cold hairs on my body suddenly stood up. I quickly turned off the radio. It was really unlucky to forget that it was midnight. Looking back at Lan Jinxuan, she also stared at me with a pale face, feeling as if she wanted to eat me.

I smiled stiffly and finally decided to concentrate on driving.

I drove Lan Jinxuan to the gate of the community and saw her walk in before I drove away. When I returned to the rental room, it was almost four o'clock. After working all night, I went to bed as soon as I got home. Now

When the King of Heaven comes to call me in person, I have to sleep first.

No one quarrels. It is one of the best things in the world to wake up naturally in the morning. I stretched out and woke up completely. Looking at the time, it was only past eight o'clock. I thought it was already past eleven o'clock. I was so hungry.

After filling their stomachs, they still rushed to the police station. Naturally, they all learned about what happened last night through Lan Jinxuan's phone call in their sleep. As soon as you arrive at the police station, you will have all kinds of information.

"The identification results show that the owner of the scorched corpse is indeed Tao Jiahao, and the composition of the pus flowing out of Tao Jiahao after his death is also the same as the composition of the pus flowing out of Wang Dong's facial features." It was Lan Jinxuan who was holding the report. Obviously, she didn't fall asleep last night, and her eyes were swollen like two big walnuts.

"Does it also contain kidding?" I just want to know this.

"It also contains, and the ingredients account for almost 20%, only the content of protein and fat." Lan Jinxuan answered more accurately.

"What about Xiao Chou and Jie Wei?" I looked at the little frustration with a smile on my face again.

"Tao Jiahao and Fan Yan are almost a model couple at school. Both of them are also the backbone teachers of the school, and they are also deeply loved by the students. Tao Jiahao is the head teacher of Class Three (Second) of No. 19 Middle School, and Fan Yan also teaches in this class. That's all there is to find out about the small setbacks.

"What about you?" I looked at Gao Jianning.

"Brother Lei, I think you have to invite me to dinner." The boy is now looking at me with an excited face.

"Oh? How to say it?" I guess it's a little interesting.

"Did you go to see the Mu'an cotton yesterday?" Gao Jianning suddenly asked me this question. After watching me nod, he continued to say, "Mu'amian's husband's name is Ouyang Min. He is thirty-seven. He has a 15-year-old daughter named Ouyang Yinqiu, who is studying in Class Three (2) of No. 19 Middle School. The head teacher is Tao Jiahao."

"You mean that Mu Anmian and Ouyang Min's daughter is a student of Tao Jiahao?" I can't believe my ears.

"Wrong! It is Ouyang Min's daughter who is a student of Tao Jiahao, and Mu Anmian is just Ouyang Yinqiu's stepmother. Gao Jianning corrected me very seriously.

"FUCK, is it so complicated!" I couldn't help cursing, and my heart was really shocked.

Are there really so many coincidences in the world? Wang Dong died. Only his client Mu Anmian had a close relationship with him before his death. Now Tao Jiahao and Wang Dong die in the same way, and Tao Jiahao's students are actually the daughter of Mu Anmian's husband. If these are all coincidences, it's too insulting to my IQ. It's definitely tricky. As long as the dark line that connects these people is found out, all the problems are likely to be solved.

How's it going? Is this news exciting enough? Gao Jianning smiled maliciously.

"Anyway, I still have to go to Mu'an's place again." I didn't pay attention to Gao Jianning, but said to Lan Jinxuan, "This time I'll go and have a look by myself. Jinxuan, you can take a break first. Others may think you were like this and what happened to me last night."

Lan Jinxuan's slightly haggard face floated a touch of crimson, still so beautiful.

"Can you handle it by yourself?" Zhang Jiewei asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, brother, who am I? Besides, I'm just going to see someone to ask a question, not going to the mountain of knives. It's so sad that I dare to think that I'm going to die. I joked, and everyone laughed. Of course, Zhang Jiewei still has that deep face.

If Wang Dong is a starting point, and Tao Jiahao is a destination, and Mu'an Mian family is the line that connects this starting point and the end point. I don't know if this direction is correct, but now the Mu'an cotton family is the only clue, and I can't let it go anyway.

When I came out of the police station, I didn't drive, but took the bus. I also got off the bus from the nearest bus stop to Chang'an West Street and chose to walk. Perhaps this will give me a deeper understanding of this place and the people and the secrets hidden behind them.

A purple petal fell on my hand, and unconsciously I walked to the door of the flower shop. Looking from the outside, the figure inside is busy. Seeing that it was still early, I walked in.

"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?" The owner of the Miaoman figure greeted him.

"Hehe, it's nothing. Just take a look." I smiled and began to take a good looked around at the flower shop. The decoration inside is not luxurious, but it makes people feel very warm, just like the smile of the woman beside him.

"If you want to choose flowers, you can come inside. Today's Platycodon is blooming very well. It's just right to give it to your girlfriend." The beautiful woman said and invited me in, and her words were full of tenderness.

"Printhus, what is the flower language?" I don't think I know much about these aspects.

"It's eternal love." The woman in front of her smiled sweetly, her eyes fell on a cluster of purple flowers, and she couldn't help reaching out to touch the delicate petals.

I didn't say anything, but I also felt that the flower language of Platycodon was very good, and it was definitely a perfect choice for "filial piety" to my girlfriend.

I wandered around the flower shop, and there was Jay Chou's latest song "Love You" in it. The familiar voice soothed my eardrums, and I felt very comfortable.

"I just saw a purple flower from outside. Did you plant it?" From the outside, the tree full of blue and purple flowers should be in the yard inside the flower shop.

"A purple flower?" The young woman began to be stunned, and then figured it out, "Oh, sir, that's a blue flower! I did plant it."

After getting a positive reply, I nodded slightly and then asked, "It turns out that this flower is called blue flower. It's really beautiful, but I don't know what the meaning of this flower is?"

"The beauty of the blue flower is known only by those who know how to appreciate it." The beautiful woman was slightly lost in thought, as if she was sighing something, "Waiting for love in despair, this is its flower language."

Waiting for love in despair, hope in despair is not only quiet and far-reaching, but also melancholy and sad, which really makes people sigh with emotion. I nodded again and looked at it casually.

"Help me wrap a bunch of Platycodon, and I'll pick it up later." After thinking about it, the flower language of Platycodon is better.

"Okay, sir, take your time." In that perfect voice, I have walked out of the flower shop and walked to the real destination of my trip.

The wind is mixed with the strong fragrance of Mo/Lihua, but it is not as greasy as the fragrance of Mo/Lihua. When I smell it carefully, the fragrance actually came from my own body.

With a slight inconceivableness, I stepped forward with a little hesitation, but I couldn't help looking back at the flower shop again. It was not until a corner that the flower shop completely disappeared from my sight.

There is still only Mu'anmian at home, and I don't feel any surprise about my arrival, as if I had already expected that I would come to her again.

"What? Is it still because of Mr. Wang Dong's business? Mu Anmian, who was sitting opposite me, asked me a question first.

"No." I replied affirmatively.

"Oh?" Mu Anmian was obviously a little unexpected and continued to ask, "What else does Officer Wang need to come to me?"

"It's about Tao Jiahao." I said bluntly.

"Tao Jiahao? I don't know this person." Mu Anmian also answered cheerfully, obviously out of instinctive reaction.

"What about Ouyang Yinqiu? You should know this, right? With that, I took a sip of the fragrant tea rudely.

"Of course, she is my husband's daughter." Mu Anmian answered quietly and didn't ask me why I mentioned Ouyang Yinqiu.

My husband's daughter, I always feel that this sounds very strange in my heart, but I don't have the power and qualification to care too much about other people's family affairs.

"Tao Jiahao is the head teacher of Ouyang Yinqiu. He was found to have died at home yesterday, which is very similar to Wang Dong's previous death. I think I forgot to tell you that Wang Dong was also found dead at home the morning before yesterday, but we don't think it's a natural death case, and now we suspect it's a serial case. I don't intend to hide the news of Tao Jiahao's death. After all, Mu'an cotton and the Ouyang family are all extremely important clues. Maybe I can get some unexpected gains from them.

Mu Anmian frowned slightly. He didn't know whether he was surprised or worried about this matter, but then he returned to his normal look. Unfortunately, even so, I still caught it.

"So what?" Mu Anmian asked faintly, as if these things were just news in the newspaper that had nothing to do with her.

"Wang Dong is the landscape architect you hired, and Tao Jiahao is the head teacher of your husband's daughter. Don't you think there is any connection?" My question is already very obvious.

"Does Officer Wang think I have anything to do with these two cases? Or do you think I'm the murderer of these two cases? The two problems thrown by Mu'anmian all at once were not concealed at all, but I could still see the vague worries in her eyebrows.

"I don't mean that. I just think there must be a connection between these two cases, and I think the most important and useful relationship is about you and Mr. Ouyang Min." I told Mu'anmian what I thought. Somehow, although Mu'anmian's performance is a little abnormal, I really don't suspect that she is the murderer. From this point of view, it seems that I don't believe her at all as she thought.

"Really?" The corners of Mu'anmian's mouth were **. Although it was just a smile, it was still full of charm enough to fascinate men.

"That's the thing." I don't want to continue this non-nutritious topic, so I continued to ask, "In order to solve the case as soon as possible, so that the two deceased Wang Dong and Tao Jiahao can rest in peace, I also hope you must tell us everything you know."

"That's all I know. I made it clear about Mr. Wang when you came here last time. He and I are just in an employment relationship. As for Tao Jiahao, I really don't know that he is Ouyang Yinqiu's head teacher. If Officer Wang wants to know more, he should ask Ouyang Yinqiu or my husband. Mu Anmian finished these words in one breath, which made me have no room for rebuttal.

"You're right. Then ask your husband to tell him to come to the police station when he comes back." Since Mu Anmian didn't be polite to me, why should I be polite to them? It's just a waste of my energy.

"He's on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow. Liu's mother, see him off." Mu Anmian doesn't seem to want me to stay here more, which is very different from her last performance. Isn't it just that she doesn't want to have anything to do with the murder case?

For Mu'anmian's completely different performance from the last time, I conclude that there must be a secret in the middle, but it just needs to be explored in depth.