Chapter 1833 He Has a Secret (48)

"Oh yes, according to his neighbors, his two favorite things are taking pictures and drinking. I heard that when he is drunk, he likes to brag."

After the forensic examination, the preliminary assessment said: "According to the degree of decay of the body, he should have been dead for more than six days."

He Meishu looked at the corpse lying on the ground with some discomfort.

"It's all like this, it must have been dead for a long time."

If the neighbors on the left and right hadn't said that the house always smelled bad, they wouldn't have found out that the man had already died in the house.

Suddenly she remembered something.

He took out his phone and found a blurry photo and handed it to the captain Min Xingyu:

"Captain, someone took this photo by accident. Do you think the person above looks like Zhou Keqin?"

Min Xingyu took it and looked at it carefully.

It is indeed Zhou Keqin.

Azhi couldn't figure it out, and scratched his head: "But he's already dead."

How do you kill someone who is dead?

Min Xingyu glanced at him: "This Jin Zhiwu has been dead for more than six days, and Zhou Keqin's death has been less than six days."

"Yeah, why did I forget this?"

Azhi patted his head, his eyes swept to the tripod, and suddenly had an idea:

"Could it be that Jin Zhiwu photographed some things, and then Zhou Keqin found out that he chose to kill Jin Taisheng in order to get these things back and not leak the secret?"

"And he himself was silenced for some reason?"

He Meishu took over and said, "If that's the case, then this has nothing to do with the perverted serial murder case."

The forensic tweezers gently removed a few strands of hair on the back of the deceased's head and explained:

"On the surface, he was suffocated by a plastic bag, but the cause of his death should be a blow to the back of the head."

"Someone smashed him to death with a sharp object, and then put a plastic bag over his head, tied his hands behind his back, and tied a pink bow, disguised as a serial murder case."

Min Xingyu's eyes were sharp: "The serial murder case cannot be merged with the two recent cases. The murderer is not alone."

*

Downstairs, Li Jingtai saw Su Qiao motionless for a long time, and lightly bumped her shoulder: "What are you listening to?"

Su Qiao took back his things and stuffed the phone into his pocket.

"nothing."

It turned out to be a thief.

This kind of person deserves bad luck.

And the murderer of these two cases is not the murderer of the serial murder case she was looking for.

Su Qiao has no interest in dealing with this.

Li Jingtai took her hand: "let's go, let's go home, I bought seafood, and I will cook it for you later."

"Bought seafood?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat seafood yesterday? I went to the beach today to buy some, and today I will let you taste the most authentic seafood in country H."

The two walked towards the car while talking, and soon left the community.

*

The seafood dinner is quite satisfying.

However, after eating and drinking, Su Qiao had a headache to deal with a drunk.

She sighed and helped the flushed, drunk guy upstairs.

"Drinking so boldly, I thought you were really good at drinking."

The results of it?

The result is less than five cups, and people are like this.

"Little Qiao...you...how do you have three heads? Haha no, yes...it's three little Joes..."

"Three me? You think it's beautiful."

Su Qiao grabbed his hand that was swaying in the air, kicked the door open, forced him in, and pressed him onto the bed.

Just as he was about to get up to help him cover the quilt, he was pulled down and fell on the side.