The girl casually raised her head and glanced at the surveillance camera outside, then suddenly restrained her casual aura and frowned slightly.
"what happened?"
"Hmm?" Fred was about to swipe his card to open the door.
Then I heard the girl say thoughtfully: "The surveillance outside is broken."
Fred looked up and saw the red light flashing on the surveillance camera above his head. He was surprised and puzzled. "Is the NYPD short of funds? No one replaced the broken surveillance camera."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple." The girl looked away, her face unfettered, and motioned him, "Open the door."
Fred was also feeling uneasy at this moment. He hesitated at the door and turned back to ask the girl, "Are you sure you want to open the door?"
Qiao Nian sneered: "I'm here now."
The most important thing is that if this was a trap, they had already fallen into it the moment they stepped into the New York Police Department.
You're here now.
It’s better to see what tricks the other party is trying to play.
"Okay." Fred nodded and swiped his card to open the door.
Liang Conglin was a little nervous and said from behind: "Do you want to wait a little longer?"
Seeing that Fred had already opened the door, Qiao Nian said nonchalantly, "Who are you waiting for... go in first."
Liang Conglin had a lot of words stuck in his throat and had no choice but to follow.
The room was dimly lit. Someone had turned off the lights and closed the windows. At first, Fred only saw a vague outline lying next to the table and chair. It was obvious that there was someone lying there... sleeping
"Sun, something is wrong."
"flashlight."
Liang Conglin followed behind and reacted quickly. He turned on the flashlight function on his phone and shone it at the blurry shadow. The scene in front of them shocked everyone -
The woman in NYPD prison uniform was seen stretching her left arm under her head, her eyes wide open with unwilling anger, black blood oozing from the corner of her mouth and flowing down her jaw. Her body drooped limply on the table, motionless and quiet. Even when Liang Conglin shone the flashlight from his cell phone on her face, she did not react at all, as if... she was dead!
"Hiss—" Fred, who was well-informed, suddenly changed his expression and pointed at the person lying on the table and said, "Is he dead?"
As soon as they opened the door and came in, the person died.
The surveillance outside is still broken.
this-
Liang Conglin also realized that this was a trap, and frowned: "Is he really dead?"
Only the girl didn't care about the creepy scene in front of her. She walked in with the light of Liang Conglin's mobile phone flashlight, squatted in front of the woman, stretched out two fingers and put them together at the woman's neck for a few seconds.
Then she half squatted down again and carefully examined the black bloodstains dripping on the ground. The whole process took about a minute.
Qiao Nian stood up, turned to face the two people who had not come in, and said calmly: "She is dead. According to the degree of blood coagulation, she has only been dead for about 20 minutes. In other words, someone came in half an hour in advance and killed her."
“?!”
Fred seized the point and asked, "Who did it?"
Qiao Nian's dark eyes were filled with chilliness. He shook his head and said calmly, "I don't know."
"But her identity is very troublesome. If she dies here, the country of M will be in turmoil again..."
Liang Conglin had wanted to say this before, and finally found the opportunity: "She looks familiar. Have I seen her before? She is the sister of... Mr. Mu from Langyi Technology. Why is she here?"
As he gradually calmed down from his initial shock, he realized that the dead man looked familiar. (End of this chapter)