Yu Chuzheng entered the crime scene in the red light district together with the old detectives of the detective agency.
The scene was extremely terrifying.
It was the male prostitute in the red-light district who found the body. It is said that he found that Lux's cabinet door was not closed tightly, so he stretched out his hand and pushed it, but there was something inside that was against the cabinet door and could not be closed. So the colleague opened the door to take a look, and was almost scared out of his wits by the corpse.
People from the police station have questioned the last couple who were on the scene. According to them, they were doing good deeds when they were bumped into by Lux, but there was no communication, and then Lux walked into the room.
This fact is very strange.
The people in the police station have already quarreled with the detective agency, and both sides blame each other for not being able to solve the mystery.
Yu Chu followed the old detective and took two notes. She left the scene and went to the bathroom. The red light district during the day is very quiet, and there is no debauchery at night.
The bathroom was decorated in a very retro style. Yu Chu washed his hands and raised his head. Looking at the mirror surrounded by golden hollow patterns in front of him, he was horrified to see a slender and pale young man standing quietly not far behind him.
"..."
This feeling is really scary. Although his appearance was good-looking, he had an elegant and retro aristocratic feeling. His face was fair and pale, and he stood quietly at a distance for an unknown how long, like an ancient ghost.
There was no expression on the young man's face, and there was a hint of violence in his eyes, but he remained silent and quiet.
The silence in the bathroom was eerie.
Yu Chu didn't speak, and passed him by.
Her attitude of turning a blind eye made the blue in the boy's eyes surge instantly, his slender fingers grabbed her wrist, and easily pushed her against the washstand.
"Yesterday was an accident..." he said.
Those pure blue beautiful eyes stared at her without blinking, he pursed his lips, his eyes darkened:
"I did not do it on purpose."
The girl looked at him coldly for a while, and he held her wrist against the edge of the stage. She didn't move lazily, but raised her eyebrows a little funny, with a hint of indifference in her smile, "It wasn't on purpose... so?"
Chizel pursed her lips and froze.
"Did I tell you I hate perverts. I try to accept you, but you tell me you're going to lose control? Getting out of control would kill me, wouldn't it?"
The girl spoke slowly.
Chizel held her hand, and the temperature dropped slightly. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, restraining the violent irritability that surged up in his heart, and his tone was soft and coaxing:
"Shall we go on a date, you promised me, go to the clock tower to see the night view. We agreed..."
"That was agreed yesterday." The girl gently raised her wrist and showed him the time on it, "Last night has passed. You didn't go with me yesterday, and you can't do it again today. The appointment is gone."
there is none left
The young man calmed down, with a little red in his blue eyes, staring at her firmly.
"And," the girl looked back at him, but suddenly curled her lips, and said lazily, "What's so good about watching the night view? I made this proposal that day. Although you didn't object to it, you also disdain it, don't you?"
At that time, the boy sneered at her proposal to watch the night scene, but he didn't object.
Now, the girl stared at him coldly, and said in a sarcastic tone: "For you, wouldn't it be more fun to kill people at night?"
The boy's pupils cracked slightly.