Chapter 293 The murder in Mo Xiangxi's room
Time goes back to 7:20 am on May 22, Mo Xiangxi's room:
Mo Xiangxi looked frightened. He stepped back step by step until he could not retreat, and his whole body leaned against the corner of the wall. He did not expect that the person in front of him would give him such a move in the morning.
What should I do now? Mo Xiangxi's brain was spinning rapidly. He could not die. He had to live to win the final victory.
"Di, a map was really stolen! I have no choice!!" Mo Xiangxi defended himself. He knew that this was the reason that the man pieced together to kill him. He would not let him go if he was not managed by the big or small.
"So what's going on with this letter?" The man opposite suddenly took out a piece of letter paper from his hand. The black handwriting on it Mo Xiangxi could tell who wrote it at a glance. In an instant, despair filled Mo Xiangxi's heart.
‘How could he get the second piece of letter paper? It was clearly the life-saving talisman he wanted to leave to Mo Haiyou, so why was he found it?’
Mo Xiangxi remembered the place where he hid the letter paper, and he couldn't figure it out in his mind. It was so hidden that it was absolutely impossible to find it, so why did he see it?
"You...where did you find it?" Mo Xiangxi couldn't help blurting out.
The person on the other side immediately smiled, and he began to press forward step by step. The letter paper in his hand was the evidence that Mo Xiangxi wanted to kill him. With this, why should he keep him?
Mo Haiyou would never get a second piece of letter paper. He thought about how to kill Mo Xiangxi's man, staring at the dazzling name above the letter paper. Many years ago, he personally experienced the power of this person.
If he hadn't reacted in time and pushed his young wife out as a shield, it would have been possible that the secret of Butterfly Valley would have fallen into the hands of the police. There was also Luo Yifan who arrived last night. He had known from a long time ago that Luo Yifan's foundation had been investigating the butterfly death incident and they would never be able to discover the secret.
Fortunately, he stayed in this house last night, otherwise he would not have known that Mo Xiangxi had done so many dangerous things without him. This old guy was so stupid. He was exposing their secrets like this.
He didn't know how powerful Yun Yeyao and Luo Yifan were? And the smart forensic doctor and the criminal policeman who could fight. These people who should have been rejected thousands of miles away were actually summoned by Mo Xiangxi!!
Seeing that there was an unprecedented anger in Mo Xiangxi's pupils, a fat and rotten corpse was thrown in front of Mo Xiangxi. Just as the mysterious man was about to take action, Mo Xiangxi suddenly plucked up the courage to fight back and rushed towards him desperately, trying to escape from the door, but Mo Xiangxi had no chance.
Because a pair of women's hands suddenly stretched out behind the curtains, the vase held in the hands shattered above Mo Xiangxi's head. Almost at the same time, a man in the room also fell heavily to the ground. The shadow of the curtains blocked the fallen person and the murderer who was gasping.
The woman behind the curtain threw away the vase and disappeared immediately, as if she was just a phantom created by the murderer.
At this moment, the call of the young male owner came from outside the door. It should be that the noise in the room attracted him. The murderer took care of his hair, took off his blood-stained jacket and hid it in the wardrobe, and walked towards the door.
Both bodies on the ground are close to the wardrobe. If the door is not opened, the people outside will not be able to see it. Moreover, the murderer is confident that his body shape can also play a role in blocking.
His mind was trying to stabilize, but something was pulling his footsteps. He looked down and saw that the people on the ground were not completely dead yet. He was trying his last bit of strength to make him reveal his flaws. But is this kind of pull useful?
The murderer bent his lips and laughed at the person who was trying to save him. Suddenly, he stepped on the body lying horizontally. The weapon under his feet was stepped deeper into the body. The victim made a "click" sound like a bone dislocation. Then he collapsed, no longer having a sound, only a trace of sensation left, and his hands and feet were trembling slightly.
This time, even the leather shoes on his feet were replaced. The murderer glanced at the pair of blood-stained leather shoes on his feet, then looked around the room and found a pair of plastic slippers used for bathing in the bathroom.
So he walked into the bathroom, changed out of his leather shoes, and then slowly went to open the door.
Xiao Mo is not a smart child, so he is very imaginative to make excuses. The murderer never took Xiao Mo in his eyes. He was as simple and useless as his mother. As for why he did not use him, it was just the last thought left in his heart.
After opening the door, when Xiao Mo called out uncle, the murderer also laughed in his heart: 'Look, he is so simple that he can't even tell the people he often sees.
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The young and delicate man stood at the door. When he saw the old man coming out of the room for the first time, his heart hangs high.
Although he was not smart enough, he was not stupid. He could still distinguish the people he could meet every day. No matter what way the people in the room appeared, he could recognize him.
However, the man had no choice. To be more precise, he was afraid of calling out the name of the person in front of him.
‘For him, I can only make mistakes. I hope someone can see through the truth!’ The man prayed in his heart. Although he was afraid of death, his life would fade than his feelings for someone.
The people in the room wanted to close the door, but the man wanted to see what happened? So he used the only reason to stop the people in the room. His eyes trembled across the gap between his bodies and saw a trace of red liquid, which was still flowing slowly. In an instant, the man understood everything.
He tried his best to warn himself that he should never reveal any flaws and leave in the opposite direction of the murderer. Although his steps were getting farther and farther away, his concerns became stronger and stronger, as if he could stop his heart from beating at any time!
Men have people they must protect and agreements they must abide by. Both of these are unwilling to let go. Therefore, they must be patient and wait.
There is already a life-saving person downstairs, and soon another person who can help is coming. No, not one, but three, these three people have solved countless cases.
Looking at the person who was greeting him, the man prayed that the actions of last night could have a little effect.
Chapter completed!