Chapter 202: The Secret In The Mouse Hole (1/2)

I was stunned. Never would I have expected this guy to be so arrogant. So, I secretly unlocked my cell phone in my pocket. Because I often used the voice recorder, I completed my task without having to look at my phone. “Then you admit that you committed all those murders?”

Zhang Qiang laughed scornfully and began to play the fool. ”What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean at all.”

What a cunning man! I scoffed at him. ”Fine, just you wait. We'll find evidence sooner or later.”

Zhang Qiang pretended to be confused. ”What do you mean? By the way, I’m done mending your jacket. Here you go!”

As I grabbed my jacket and was about to leave the tailor’s shop, Zhang Qiang cracked a sinister smile. ”It's getting dark. Be careful on your way!” Then, he dragged a finger across his throat in a cutthroat gesture.

This episode greatly surprised me, exceeding anything I had anticipated. But fortunately, I obtained a sample of his DNA.

I hurried over to Cao Dazhuang’s old house. The police were already there. When I entered the room, they were all gathered around a boy who was engrossed in a game of League of Legends. I asked curiously, ”What’s going on?”

Xiaotao’s expression was one of helplessness. ”This damn nerd refuses to get up until he finishes his game. So we all have to wait!”

”Who’s a damn nerd? Watch how you speak. How disrespectful you are to drop by unannounced and order me to leave!” The boy adjusted his thick glasses and complained, not bothering to turn around.

Xiaotao glared at him with her hands on her hips. ”If I didn't respect you, I wouldn't be standing here like an idiot, watching you play your game.”

On the computer screen, Garen suddenly jumped out from the underbrush. With a wave of his sword, the boy’s in-game character–Riven–was instantly slain. I said, ”Bro, you’re terrible at this. You might as well surrender now!”

The boy refused. ”No, I won’t give up until the last moment!”

I looked around and noticed that the room was in a state of neglect. There were lunch boxes and cigarette butts strewn all over the place, including cardboard boxes that he hadn’t bothered to discard from when he had first moved in. However, the fact that this house was rented by the nerd was good news for me. It was likely he had never once cleaned the place.

The boy finally ended the game. He stood up and stretched himself. ”You can check the place, but don't touch the important files in my hard disk.”

Xiaotao retorted, ”Who has time to go through your important files?!”

After the boy went out, we closed the door and began to investigate the scene. The floor was covered with a layer of cheap rubber mat to make it look like the actual floor, which seemed that way at a glance. The technical support officers uncovered the rubber mat to reveal a concrete floor. They sprayed it with luminol and used ultraviolet light to look for traces of blood.

Bingxin deliberately asked, ”How can anyone live like this? Xiaotao-jiejie, is your place this messy?”

Naturally, Xiaotao didn’t back down. ”Why don’t you ask Song Yang? He’s slept over at my place.”

Bingxin hid her shock with feigned composure. “Hmph, what's the big deal? We slept together in the same bed when we were young, didn't we, Song Yang-gege?”

I scowled and said, ”I’m not a famous escort from the capital. What’s there to boast about?”

I didn’t think I’d have a chance to show off my wit amidst their fun.

The technical support team didn’t find anything on the floor, walls or bathroom. All of a sudden, Bingxin let out an ear-piercing scream and grabbed my arm. ”Ahhh! There’s a mouse!”

Looking down, a little mouse had emerged out of nowhere and started sniffing around. Perhaps sensing the smell of human beings, it scampered back under the table.

I mocked, ”You’re not even afraid of the dead, why should a mouse scare you? Wait a minute, there are mice!”

Xiaotao seemed speechless. ”Song Yang, your reaction’s a little slow. So what if there are mice?”

I excitedly explained, ”Maybe we’ll find some clues in the mouse hole!”

Upon hearing this, Bingxin turned stiff at once. I urged her to get some air if she couldn't stomach it, but she shook her head firmly.

A mouse in the house meant the presence of a nest of mice because they reproduced extremely quickly.