The returning national male god

Chapter 24 Murder Case
"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu! Are you there? Open the door!"

Zhang Youwei's expression changed drastically after he realized what had happened, and he walked to the door and knocked heavily on the door, with an extremely anxious expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, Jun Jiu also understood that he knew the people living inside.

No one inside the door responded to his words, there was a dead silence, but within two seconds, Jun Jiu clearly heard the sound of metal falling to the ground outside the door.

There are people in the house!
"Youwei, hit the door directly!" Jun Jiu said very calmly.

The movement in the room, the smell of blood in the air, someone knocking on the door but ignoring it... There can only be one explanation for all these abnormalities, that is, the person in the room right now is the murderer!
Fortunately, because it is an old community, all the facilities are very old, and most of the doors are still wooden. Most of the residents here have been relocated, and many of the rest are tenants. Even thieves know that this shabby neighborhood rarely patronizes, Few companies have reinstalled anti-theft doors specifically for anti-theft.

At this moment, Zhang Youwei's tendons finally came into play. After hearing Jun Jiu's words, he immediately took two steps back, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the door with all his strength.

With a loud "bang", the door of the room fell down, and the two quickly rushed into the room, only in time to see a figure disappearing from the window sill.

Jun Jiu rushed to the window sill in a few steps, but there was no trace of the man. At the same time, Zhang Youwei's heart-piercing shout came from behind him.

"dad!"

Jun Jiu's heart sank suddenly, and when she looked back, she saw Zhang Jiaguo lying motionless in the middle of the living room, Zhang Youwei hugging his body and crying loudly.

Is it still too late after all?

Jun Jiu felt the biting coldness at that moment, nothing is more desperate than when you know that there is a glimmer of hope and desperately trying to save it, but in the end you still repeat the same mistakes.

"Youwei, I—" She closed her eyes, and just wanted to comfort her, but when her eyes touched one place, her voice stopped abruptly.

Jun Jiu approached Zhang Youwei, glanced at Zhang Jiaguo from top to bottom, but did not find any obvious signs of trauma on his body, so she squatted down and sniffed his breath, and then her expression was even scarier than before. Terrified, he slapped Zhang Youwei hard on the back of the head.

"Your father is not dead yet! Why are you crying?"

"You're lying! He's obviously not moving!" Zhang Youwei was crying out of breath, and Jun Jiu was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back seeing him like this, wishing he could really let him explain here!
Zhang Jiaguo should just be in a coma. As for the cause of his coma, it was probably caused by the person who ran away just now. So what about the smell of blood in the room?
After calming down, Jun Jiu glanced around. The house is not big, with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. You can see everything at a glance, except for the bedroom which is hidden at the corner, making it hard to see clearly.

The location of the bedroom is very dark, and the curtains are not opened in broad daylight, making it difficult to understand the situation in the room. As soon as Jun Jiu walked to the door, a gust of wind blew from the corridor, blowing from beside her. Passing by, the curtains were blown, and a ray of light leaked into the room.

"Jun Jiu, have you seen Xiao Yu? It's a little girl, she—"

Zhang Youwei finally came back to his senses after confirming that his father's life was not in danger. The smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, making people uneasy. The moment he walked to Jun Jiu's side, He happened to have a panoramic view of everything in the house, and was stunned by the scene in front of him for a moment, and took a few steps back. Fear choked his throat, making him unable to speak a word, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

The layout of the room less than twenty square meters is very simple. A desk, a bed and a wardrobe are all the furnishings.

Right now, the things in the room were turned into a mess, the papers were scattered all over the floor, and the tables and chairs were knocked upside down. It seemed that there had been a fierce struggle; the door of the closet was wide open, and a girl in a white dress Lying quietly inside, she seemed to have hit something heavy on her forehead, with blood continuously oozing from her head, her face was completely covered in blood, the most terrifying thing was her upper body, I don’t know After being stabbed so many times, the white dress was almost soaked in blood, and the bright red blood flowed from the direction of the closet to the feet of the two of them.

"Xiaoyu...it's Xiaoyu!"

It took Zhang Youwei a while to regain his ability to speak, but his voice was still trembling violently.

Compared to Zhang Youwei's panic, Jun Jiu's calmness was a bit scary, and even after seeing Xiao Yu's tragic situation, she raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise. After all, this scene was similar to what she had encountered in the Shaxue training camp. Yes, not too far.

"There is a hidden compartment under the desk in the room, and there are very important things in it."

Just now, the girl's words suddenly rang in her ears. Jun Jiu avoided the place where the blood flowed on the floor, walked to the desk a few steps, and reached out to feel under the desk. As expected, there was a shallow bulge underneath. On the first floor, she stretched out her hand and pulled it, the secret compartment opened, and a document fell firmly into her hand.

With the help of the weak light, she flipped through the two pages of information in her hand, and her face became cold.

"Jun Jiu, what are you doing?"

Seeing Jun Jiu see nothing at the scene of the murder case, standing next to the corpse and flipping through the documents without changing his expression, Zhang Youwei felt even worse, and his heart became even colder. This...is this still the Jun Jiu he knew?
Jun Jiu didn't have time to pay attention to him, took out a handkerchief from his clothes pocket, carefully wiped the place on the document that she had turned over just now, and made sure that there were no missing fingerprints, then walked towards Xiao Yu's body with the document through the handkerchief Go, after carefully looking around, finally stuffed the file behind her body.

After finishing all this, she turned her head to look at Zhang Youwei, and saw that his eyes had been completely dull.

Before she had time to say anything, a police siren sounded from downstairs, which woke Zhang Youwei up suddenly.

Jun Jiu quickly dodged out, and when he walked out of the room, there was no trace of stain on his body.

She dragged Zhang Youwei, who was still in shock, to the living room, and suddenly turned around and asked him, "What class is there at school today?"

"Ah?" Zhang Youwei's mind is numb now, but seeing Jun Jiu staring at his stern appearance, he still tried his best to regain his sanity, struggling to recall, "English, mathematics, history..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Jiu unzipped the schoolbag he had been carrying behind his back all the time, rummaged through it and found the English book, walked quickly to the window, raised his hand and threw it far away.

"You forgot your English book, and you forgot your keys, do you understand?"

"What?" Zhang Youwei didn't react, he didn't understand why, but he didn't have time to explain to Jun Jiuduo.

Jun Jiu turned around and helped him zip up his schoolbag again, and pushed him to the side of Zhang Jiaguo, "Hold Uncle Zhang and cry!"

Up to now, no matter how stupid Zhang Youwei is, he can see that Jun Jiu has his own plan. He didn't want to hold back, so he worked hard for a while before he was wronged: "I can't cry..."

The siren of the police car had already arrived downstairs, and the two of them could even hear the urgent footsteps coming from the stairwell. Time was imminent.

At this moment, Jun Jiu's foot accidentally touched a dagger, and it collided with the tiles on the ground, making a crisp "ding bell".

When she lowered her head, she saw that the dagger was still stained with bright red blood, and when she thought about the movement she heard at the door, she immediately understood what it was.

Zhang Youwei naturally also saw the dagger, and his muscles tensed instantly.

Jun Jiu squatted down, took off his glasses suddenly, and stared closely at his eyes, the eyes of the two met in mid-air without hindrance.

Zhang Youwei had drowned when he was young, so he was very afraid of water, but at that moment, Jun Jiu gave him a more suffocating feeling than drowning. His voice was not loud, but it seemed like a demon from hell, They are clamoring to pull him into the boundless darkness.

"Zhang Youwei, do you know that just one second later, this knife might have been stuck in Uncle Zhang's chest." Jun Jiu pointed at Zhang Jiaguo's heart casually while talking, "Here, it's probably this position, aren't you afraid?"

The policemen dispatched by Wenfeng just ran up the last step when they heard a cry, which was really shocking and deafening.

"Dad! You can't leave me!"

(End of this chapter)