C7 (1/2)

Xiao He quietly pulled Ning Ruonan behind him. This wretched uncle, upon seeing the beautiful woman's jade-like hand pull out from his own, his face slightly changed. He finally saw this man with average looks. He sized him up and asked, ”Who is this?”

”Hello, Homicide Squad's Xiao He.” Xiao He introduced himself and after pausing for two seconds, he went straight to the point. ”Excuse me, can I have a copy of the employee information that your company wrote off due to the additive exceeding standard?”

The middle-aged man shook his head, ”Officer Xiao, what a coincidence. Two days ago, the company's personnel computer was hacked. All the information was gone.”

”Oh, right. Mr. Tan has passed away. Who is managing the company now?” Xiao He asked with a smile.

He didn't understand what Xiao He meant by that. He pondered for a long time before slowly saying, ”Oh ~ this, it's not convenient to reveal.”

Xiao He smiled. ”Ah, it's fine. Just ask, don't be nervous.” This was because he knew that even if he were to ask the person in front of him, he would not be able to get any useful information.

The middle-aged man became even more confused. All the questions the other policemen came to ask were about executives and additives. Why did Xiao He seem like he was chatting? However, the man did not dare to be careless. He chuckled dryly and did not say anything.

As expected, in the following conversation, the man used his cunning spirit to ask, but he didn't know. It wasn't convenient for him to do so. Xiao He was disheartened, but right at this moment, Ning Ruonan went to the side to receive a call. When she returned, her expression suddenly changed.

”Captain Xiao, bad news!”

Ning Ruonan walked over and whispered into his ear about the phone call just now.

After hurriedly bidding farewell to the Wukang executives, the two quickly left.

It turned out that another murder case had occurred!

When the two of them arrived at the scene of the crime, the other colleagues from the homicide squad were already there. Xiao He took out his gloves and walked into the room.

A pungent smell of fresh blood permeated the air. He frowned slightly. His colleagues from the Forensics department were collecting evidence. He looked around. The victim's blood was splattering the surrounding walls, and her blouse had been stripped and thrown aside. It looked like this was the scene of the first crime.

”Another Wukang executive?” There was no trace of anger on Xiao He's face as he asked his colleague beside him.

The victim was a female, around forty years old. Her clothes and wounds were no different from those of the previous deaths.

The only difference was that the assassin's technique was obviously skillful, and the sewn wounds were no longer as rough as the ones from the previous deaths.

Peng Wenyin's current expression was not much better than Xiao He's. He held his laughing attitude, and in his eyes was a sense of helplessness that couldn't be removed. He scolded and scolded and searched, but the crafty murderer didn't leave any message in front of the dead. He shook his head and replied softly, ”No, the victim was Jian Bida's executive Lu Xiaoshan.”

”Jian Bida? Aren't they selling health products? ”