The mysterious detective girl

Chapter 32 To Yang Mei's House
Qiao Weiyin sighed helplessly as he looked at the figures of the two people who were gradually walking away.

"Brother, you still don't know how to get the medicine."

Qiao Fanyin looked at them with various emotions in his eyes, unwillingness, jealousy and grievance.He just wanted to be friendly to a person, but every time, he seemed to be disgusted by the other person.

Back in the evening, Lu Xiaoyu helped Liu Yu and Tang Zhong cook a large table of delicious food.

No matter what Liu Yu said, Bei Kemo and Lu Xiaoyu would also stay here overnight.

Unable to resist the persistent old man, they had no choice but to agree.

When they came out of Tang Yutang's house the next day, they went their separate ways.Tang Yutang went back to the police station, but Bei Kemo felt that it was necessary to go to Yang Mei's house to see the situation.

When Yang Mei heard the doorbell, she opened the door with a light smile, and was slightly taken aback when she saw them.

Bei Kemo looked at her gently: "Don't Miss Yang welcome us?"

Yang Mei quickly invited the two of them in: "How is that possible? How do you know that I will be at home today?"

Bei Kemo looked at the surrounding environment and said slowly: "Zhou Wen went to the company to check the business card. I just asked about it. You are not in the company. The owner of the beauty salon said you just left."

After a pause, Bekomo continued, "Then I came here out of curiosity."

Yang Mei poured water for the two of them: "Please sit down, I'm not at the company or the beauty salon, and I may not be at home."

Lu Xiaoyu took the water glass and took a sip: "The security at the gate of your community said they saw you coming in."

Smiling lightly, Yang Mei dug out some snacks again: "I don't cook at home, so it's fine, if I can entertain you, just don't dislike it."

Bei Kemo put down the water glass: "There is nothing to dislike or dislike, it's up to you."

Yang Mei nodded: "Is there anything you want to know when you come to me?"

"It's not exactly. You said last time, give me hand care, and I'll come to you by the way today."

As soon as Yang Mei heard this, she immediately regained her spirits and dug out all her belongings.Lu Xiaoyu blinked his eyes. He is a man, and he is not interested in looking at two girls here doing hand care.

Just as Yang Mei took all the things over, she realized that Lu Xiaoyu was still beside her.

"Or you go to my room, play computer, or watch TV here, let's go back to the room."

Lu Xiaoyu nodded: "I'll watch TV here, you two are playing with you, don't worry about me."

When Yang Mei and Bei Kemo entered the room, Lu Xiaoyu quietly followed to the door, listening with his ears pressed against the door.Because the sound insulation of Yang Mei's house is good, only weak conversations can be heard.

Hearing the conversation, Lu Xiaoyu started to look around the room.

At this time, his nose came in handy.Any odors will not go unnoticed.

Lu Xiaoyu didn't deliberately slow down his footsteps. The sound insulation is so good that he couldn't hear the footsteps from the other side.

Carefully observing the room, Lu Xiaoyu recalled what Bei Kemo said.Bei Kemo often said that a person's clothing and home furnishings can reflect the person's character and psychology.

Lu Xiaoyu has no experience, and has only observed Tang Yutang's house.

But Tang Yutang's home gives people a sense of beauty combining Eastern and Western cultures, without much personality.

And Bei Kemo also said that people after marriage have a different definition of home than people before marriage.

Yang Mei is still single, the layout of the house should not be affected by feelings.Yang Mei's home has distinct areas, every place is in order, and everything has its own place.This kind of decoration can reflect that Yang Mei's character should be that kind of neat and tidy.Lu Xiaoyu curled her lips, but she really couldn't see what was wrong with Yang Mei.

At the same time, Bei Kemo and Yang Mei were chatting speculatively in the room.

Bekomo's eyes were attracted by the nails placed on the cabinet.

"Miss Yang, are you collecting nails?"

Yang Mei glanced at the nails in the box and nodded.
"As a person, I like beautiful hands very much. A person's hands and nails are inseparable. Beautiful hands must be matched with beautiful nails. Otherwise, no matter how good the hands are, they will not be able to set off."

As she said that, Yang Mei was in high spirits and took out all her nail polish.

"Let me do your nails. Your hands are so beautiful. It's a pity not to do your nails."

Bei Kemo smiled lightly, but did not refuse.

While Yang Mei was fiddling with one hand, Bei Kemo took the box with the other hand.

"Your nails seem to be the same. Where did you buy them? The nails I saw are so different from this one. You are so advanced."

Yang Mei focused on what she was doing: "I didn't buy this, I got it from my friend."

Bei Kemo snorted and put the box back.

Yang Mei watched with satisfaction, Bei Kemo's nails were painted blood red, and her eyes were full of obsession.

"What a beautiful color, I think this color is especially suitable for you."

Bei Kemo raised his hand and glanced at it. The color was like her hand, stained with blood.It is so red that it looks good, so bright, and it also gives people a feeling of cruelty.

Yang Mei was very happy, and continued to paint Bei Kemo's nails, her eyes were full of love.

Bei Kemo took a look at the furnishings of the entire room.

"Miss Yang, you knew a few dead people, and now they are all dead, aren't you afraid?"

Yang Mei chuckled: "What can I do if I'm afraid, I can't hide what should come, and I can't meet what shouldn't come. I haven't done anything wrong, so I'm not afraid. Besides, I rarely know it, stay in dark place."

Bei Kemo nodded: "Why does your home's furnishings look a little weird?"

Yang Mei glanced at her room: "Is there any, maybe everyone's aesthetics are different."

"Miss Yang, you know Wu Xiaoke, right? Do you know where she is now?"

Yang Mei shrugged: "Ever since you came to me because of Zhang Haixia and He Chengfang, I seldom go to beauty parlors. During this period of time, I haven't heard anything about Ms. Wu."

Bei Kemo nodded slightly: "You know the deceased, do you know what kind of character they are?"

Yang Mei still smiled calmly, and answered according to her question.

She met Zhang Haixia and He Chengfang in a beauty salon because they both have beautiful hands.

Zhang Haixia is a person who usually likes to put on airs, and she does a lot of things to sow discord.He Chengfang loves vanity and thinks she is great, but in fact she is nothing.

As for Xiao Yue, she is just a spoiled child.

Wu Xiaoke is decisive, tough and capable.

Yang Mei also analyzed that these four people have different personalities, and it is absolutely impossible to offend anyone at the same time.

Bei Kemo had heard her analysis, so he didn't speak, and continued to look down at the movements of Yang Mei's hands.

Yang Mei noticed her gaze and asked her to raise her hand: "This color is very rare. I found it after asking many people. Very few people come back to my house, so you are lucky."

Bei Kemo chuckled: "My luck seems to have always been good."

At the same time, outside the room, in the living room, Lu Xiaoyu turned on the TV, but didn't have the heart to watch it.

The furnishings in the living room are neat and tidy, and Lu Xiaoyu can't see any problems.

But if it was Bei Kemo, he would definitely see other things, Lu Xiaoyu was not reconciled to not being able to see anything.It's a pity that after looking for a long time, he still found nothing. No matter how you look at this room, there is no problem.

While watching and thinking, Lu Xiaoyu's phone rang.

"Where are you now?"

Sun Ce's voice was panting, and it could be heard that he was very anxious.

Lu Xiaoyu felt a little strange, and took the phone away a little: "Ke Mo and I are at Yang Mei's house."

Sun Ce's chaotic voice lasted for half a minute, and Lu Xiaoyu could also hear that there seemed to be another case over there.But now, less than a week since Xiao Yue's death, how could there be a new corpse?
"It is confirmed that the deceased is Wu Xiaoke. Hurry up and come over with Ke Mo, and Zhou Wen will come later."

Upon hearing the name Zhou Wen, Lu Xiaoyu jumped up instantly and knocked desperately on the door.

"Ke Mo, come out quickly, Wu Xiaoke's body has appeared, we are going to the scene."

Bei Kemo's nails had already been painted, and while he was blowing, he heard Lu Xiaoyu's desperate knock on the door outside.Then came the breaking news provided by Lu Xiaoyu.

Yang Mei opened the door calmly and let Lu Xiaoyu in.

Looking at Bei Kemo again, he didn't rush, he stood up slowly, and picked up the bag after making sure his nails were dry.

"Today's visit, it seems that we can only go here. If there is a chance, we will come again next time."

Yang Mei sent them to the door: "Welcome, come again next time, I'll change you to a color that suits you better. I won't delay your serious business, can I drive you?"

Bei Kemo waved his hand: "We can go there by ourselves. It is better to go to the murder scene with fewer people."

After saying goodbye, the two got into a taxi and headed to the scene of the crime.

Wu Xiaoke was also lying in the garbage dump, his throat was cut, and his nails were pulled out, just like the previous cases.

"What are you doing here? When you were looking for someone, you couldn't find them. Zhou Wen took the first step and it's already passed. You two, why did you come here until now?"

Sun Ce didn't seem to want to, so Zhou Wen was the first to touch the corpse.

Bei Kemo glanced at him helplessly, came to the side of the corpse, and squatted down.

"How, did you find anything?"

Zhou Wen glanced at Bei Kemo and said slowly: "The situation of the deceased is almost the same as the previous three cases. The only difference is that when Wu Xiaoke's nails were pulled out, she struggled violently.

On the body, there were many abrasions and traces of being tied up with ropes.

The clothes of the deceased were very messy and the wound was very uneven. He must have struggled violently before he died.

There was a small amount of cash and an ID card in the pocket of the deceased. It can be speculated that the deceased had something to do.

But for some unknown reason, he was suddenly caught and tied up.

The traces on the deceased's body indicated that she had been tied up for a long time, and the exact time would not be known until the report came out.Xiao Wang found some soil on the neck wound of the deceased, which may not belong here.

If it can be concluded that the soil does not belong here, we must find the scene of the first crime.

Bei Kemo grabbed Wu Xiaoke's hand and watched carefully, Wu Xiaoke lost the position of his nails.

Everyone's nails are different in size and shape.

Looking at Wu Xiaoke's wound, one can know that Wu Xiaoke's nails are relatively small.

A picture flashed through Bei Kemo's mind, that was the box of nails he saw at Yang Mei's house.At that time, she felt very strange that the size of that box of nail clippers did not match Yang Mei's nails.

Among them was a pair of nails, which looked so small that Bekomo thought it was strange at the time.

Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't a piece of armor at all.

Since Bei Kemo came to the scene, Xiao Wang's eyes have been fixed on Bei Kemo's hand.

"Ke Mo, when did you like this kind of red nail polish?"

Bei Kemo raised his hand and looked at it: "It's just a way to lure the snake out of the hole, why did you remember to ask me this question? Do you have any research on nail polish?"

Xiao Wang shook his head: "I just feel that this color looks very familiar."

Zhou Wen frowned: "You are a big man, why pay attention to other people's nail polish!"

Xiao Wang curled his lips: "I just look familiar, but it doesn't work."

Sun Ce turned around and saw that they were chatting vigorously: "You three, are you just chatting? Why are you still chatting when you don't do serious business?"

Xiao Wang hurriedly continued to check the situation next to the corpse, hoping to find something that could help.

Bei Kemo looked at his fingers and lowered his head thoughtfully.

Lu Xiaoyu rubbed his nose: "I don't know, maybe there are too many cases now. How do I feel that wherever I go, I can smell blood?"

Tang Yutang chuckled: "It was the same way when I started working on the case. I felt sick when I saw everything."

"I don't think it's disgusting, but it always smells. Maybe I smelled it wrong."

Bekomo heard their conversation and stood up: "Where did you smell blood?"

Lu Xiaoyu took out a tissue and wiped his nose: "It's at Yang Mei's house. When I was in the living room, I didn't smell anything. Sun Ce called me. When I called you, when I opened the door, there was a smell of blood and nails. It smells like oil."

Bei Kemo raised his head abruptly: "Why didn't you say such an important matter earlier!"

Lu Xiaoyu looked at her innocently: "Isn't it normal for a girl's room to smell like blood?"

Bei Kemo shook his head: "I was in the room, and I glanced at the trash can in the toilet. Yang Mei is not on her period. Besides, if she is on her period, I can smell blood."

(End of this chapter)