Ho! Even though Agents Cao and Miao had seen many dead bodies, the two corpses with separated heads in front of them still made them look pale.
"Brother Sheng, this murderer is too vicious." Agent Miao quickly calmed down and spoke in a low voice. He just killed him, but he cut off the head. Not to mention the large dried blood stains on the bed, but the knife in the chest.
And the face that was scratched with numerous cuts by the knife was not meant to kill someone but to torture him.
Cao Sheng carefully avoided the splattered blood on the ground and walked towards the bed. He carefully observed the two corpses and said, "The fatal thing is probably the stab in the chest. Killed with one stab."
"Then these remaining knives are for intimidation?" Miao, who was standing aside, took a quick glance and quickly turned his head away. "If it's just to silence them, there's no need to go to great lengths to cut off the heads."
Not to mention the faces of Tu Dad and Tu Daniu. The wounds were deep, the flesh and blood were red and swollen, and the bones were visible. The scratches on their faces were like spider webs, which made people panic.
Usually, scratching the face of the deceased was either to express hatred or to conceal the identity. Cao Sheng did not dare to be careless. He endured the discomfort in his heart and stared at the face of the corpse. "It is indeed the Tu family and his son."
Captain Miao quickly nodded and quickly looked at the room filled with the strong smell of blood, "The tables and chairs are all in good condition, and there are no signs of fighting in the room."
He walked toward the window in a few steps. He probably didn't want mosquitoes from outside to fly in, so he closed the window from the inside. Agent Miao quickly walked to the door and checked the door bolt. "The door bolt is intact. The murderer must be with the Tu family and his son."
I know him, so he can come in."
The Tu family father and son had previously beaten Mr. Zhao and Zhao Ling's uncle and nephew with bruises and swollen faces at the entrance of the hospital. Even though the father and son were not practicing family members, they still had the strength to do farm work all year round. If the murderer took action, the father and son would definitely resist. In the house
There is no way there are no traces of fighting at all.
By the afternoon, the results of Wu Zuo's autopsy came out.
Wei Xian Cheng put down the document in his hand and his face became a little ugly, "You kill someone and then cut off their head?"
"Yes, both the Tu family and his son were killed with one knife." Cao Sheng replied in a low voice and briefly talked about the situation in the room, ""
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Speaking of the knife in the chest and the numerous wounds on his face, this was not murder but torture.
Cao Sheng carefully avoided the splattered blood on the ground and walked towards the bed. He carefully observed the two corpses and said, "The fatal thing is probably the stab in the chest. Killed with one stab."
"Then these remaining knives are for intimidation?" Miao, who was standing aside, took a quick glance and quickly turned his head away. "If it's just to silence them, there's no need to go to great lengths to cut off the heads."
Not to mention the faces of Tu Dad and Tu Daniu. The wounds were deep, the flesh and blood were red and swollen, and the bones were visible. The scratches on their faces were like spider webs, which made people panic.
Usually, scratching the face of the deceased was either to express hatred or to conceal the identity. Cao Sheng did not dare to be careless. He endured the discomfort in his heart and stared at the face of the corpse. "It is indeed the Tu family and his son."
Captain Miao quickly nodded and quickly looked at the room filled with the strong smell of blood, "The tables and chairs are all in good condition, and there are no signs of fighting in the room."
He walked toward the window in a few steps. He probably didn't want mosquitoes from outside to fly in, so he closed the window from the inside. Agent Miao walked over to the window again! Even though Agents Cao and Miao had seen many dead bodies,
But the two corpses with separated heads in front of them still made the two of them look pale.
"Brother Sheng, this murderer is too vicious." Agent Miao quickly calmed down and spoke in a low voice. He just killed him, but he cut off the head. Not to mention the large dried blood stains on the bed, but the knife in the chest.
And the face that was scratched with numerous cuts by the knife was not meant to kill someone but to torture him.
Cao Sheng carefully avoided the splattered blood on the ground and walked towards the bed. He carefully observed the two corpses and said, "The fatal thing is probably the stab in the chest. Killed with one stab."
"Then these remaining knives are for intimidation?" Miao, who was standing aside, took a quick glance and quickly turned his head away. "If it's just to silence them, there's no need to go to great lengths to cut off the heads."
Not to mention the faces of Tu Dad and Tu Daniu. The wounds were deep, the flesh and blood were red and swollen, and the bones were visible. The scratches on their faces were like spider webs, which made people panic.
Usually, scratching the face of the deceased was either to express hatred or to conceal the identity. Cao Sheng did not dare to be careless. He endured the discomfort in his heart and stared at the face of the corpse. "It is indeed the Tu family and his son."
Captain Miao quickly nodded and quickly looked at the room filled with the strong smell of blood, "The tables and chairs are all in good condition, and there are no signs of fighting in the room."
Ho! Even though Agents Cao and Miao had seen many dead bodies, the two corpses with separated heads in front of them still made them look pale.
"Brother Sheng, this murderer is too vicious." Agent Miao quickly calmed down and spoke in a low voice. He just killed him, but he cut off the head. Not to mention the large dried blood stains on the bed, but the knife in the chest.
And the face that was scratched with numerous cuts by the knife was not meant to kill someone but to torture him.
Cao Sheng carefully avoided the splattered blood on the ground and walked towards the bed. He carefully observed the two corpses and said, "The fatal thing is probably the stab in the chest. Killed with one stab."
"Then these remaining knives are for intimidation?" Miao, who was standing aside, took a quick glance and quickly turned his head away. "If it's just to silence them, there's no need to go to great lengths to cut off the heads."
Not to mention the faces of Tu Dad and Tu Daniu. The wounds were deep, the flesh and blood were red and swollen, and the bones were visible. The scratches on their faces were like spider webs, which made people panic.
Usually, scratching the face of the deceased was either to express hatred or to conceal the identity. Cao Sheng did not dare to be careless. He endured the discomfort in his heart and stared at the face of the corpse. "It is indeed the Tu family and his son."
Agent Miao nodded and quickly looked around the room that was filled with the strong smell of blood. "The tables and chairs are all in good condition, and there are no signs of fighting in the room. Oh! Even Agent Cao and Agent Miao have seen many dead bodies.
But the two corpses with separated heads in front of them still made the two of them look pale.
"Brother Sheng, this murderer is too vicious." Agent Miao quickly calmed down and spoke in a low voice. He just killed him, but he cut off the head. Not to mention the large dried blood stains on the bed, but the knife in the chest.
And the face that was scratched with numerous cuts by the knife was not meant to kill someone but to torture him.
Cao Sheng carefully avoided the splattered blood on the ground and walked towards the bed. He carefully observed the two corpses and said, "The fatal thing is probably the stab in the chest. Killed with one stab."
"Then these remaining knives are for intimidation?" Miao, who was standing aside, took a quick glance and quickly turned his head away. "If it's just to silence them, there's no need to go to great lengths to cut off the heads."
Not to mention the faces of Tu Dad and Tu Daniu. The wounds were deep, the flesh and blood were red and swollen, and the bones were visible. The scratches on their faces were like spider webs, which made people panic.
Usually, scratching the face of the deceased was either to express hatred or to conceal the identity. Cao Sheng did not dare to be careless. He endured the discomfort in his heart and stared at the face of the corpse. "It is indeed the Tu family and his son."
, probably because he didn’t want mosquitoes from outside to fly in, so the window was closed from the inside. Agent Miao quickly walked to the door again and checked the door bolt. "The door bolt is intact. The murderer should know the Tu family and his son, so he can come in."
The Tu family father and son had previously beaten Mr. Zhao and Zhao Ling's uncle and nephew with bruises and swollen faces at the entrance of the hospital. Even though the father and son were not practicing family members, they still had the strength to do farm work all year round. If the murderer took action, the father and son would definitely resist. In the house
There is no way there are no traces of fighting at all.
He walked towards the window in two steps. He probably didn't want the mosquitoes from outside to fly in, so he closed the window from the inside. Agent Miao quickly walked to the door and checked the door bolt. "The door bolt is intact. The murderer should know the Tu family and his son."
, that’s why I can come in.”
Knowing, that’s why we can come in.”
The Tu family father and son had previously beaten Mr. Zhao and Zhao Ling's uncle and nephew with bruises and swollen faces at the entrance of the hospital. Even though the father and son were not practicing family members, they still had the strength to do farm work all year round. If the murderer took action, the father and son would definitely resist. In the house
There is no way there are no traces of fighting at all.