I Treat You Like Buddies

It's a pity that Du Jiu couldn't see the ending of the movie. Lin Qian called when the last ten minutes were left. After he pressed it, he changed to send a message to inform him of the murder.

He can only apologize to Qiao Niannian and leave first.

Qiao Niannian's expression could not be seen in the dim light, but Du Jiu, judging from her tone, might be a little disappointed.

As for the ghost king, Du Jiu nodded at him politely before leaving his seat.

The deceased in this homicide case is not a stranger, they have all met, it is Shang Chengwang who was released because of insufficient evidence in the previous case.

"Vendetta?" Du Jiu frowned when he saw the scarred corpse. Is it the Pang family's revenge? It seems that Pang Junbo has not woken up yet.

"It's very likely." Lin Qian also frowned, "This is no longer as simple as having hatred, it is simply a deep hatred."

Shang Chengwang's corpse can only be described as horrible, and Ruan Qing and other seniors could not help but vomit.

While the forensic doctor was doing a preliminary autopsy, Du Jiu asked Lin Qian, "What's the situation?"

Lin Qian tacitly replied: "It was Shang Chengwang's girlfriend who found the body. Well, one of them was Tang Yi. She was terrified. I asked Xiao Zhang to accompany her to the next room slowly."

"According to her, she received a call from Shang Chengwang at noon and made an appointment to eat together in this apartment at night. At about six o'clock, she drove out. After entering the house, she thought that Shang Chengwang hadn't come, so she sat down by herself. I waited in the living room, but after a while I heard the phone ringing in the bedroom, opened the door and went in and found the body on the bed."

Du Jiu: "Have you notified Shang Chengwang's family?" The Shang family is well-known and promising. If this happens, I don't know how to make trouble.

Lin Qian obviously thought of this too, and he couldn't help but curled his lips: "How could I contact Shang Chengwang's mother without notifying, but she was out of town and said that she would come back as soon as possible."

"Strict team." The forensic doctor stood up, waved to Du Jiu, waited for Du Jiu to approach, and said, "Preliminary judgment is that the cause of death was suffocation. The tool used for the crime was a pillow. The death time did not exceed three hours. These scars are obvious torture, and..." After a pause, he picked up a transparent material evidence bag containing a huge condom-covered adult product. "We found that the deceased has traces of being violated."

Du Jiu and Lin Qian's faces became stiff for a moment.

The forensic doctor didn't seem to see the expressions of the two of them, and continued, "The murderer's tactics are very rude. It is not so much a venting of desires, but more like deliberate insults. You can understand by just looking at the wound."

"No need to!"

Du Jiu and Lin Qian took a step back.

Du Jiu lightly coughed: "I believe in your professionalism. Just report it to me at that time. I'll look for other evidence."

"I'll go too!" Lin Qian hurriedly followed.

The evidence collection had already been carried out in the first time, Du Jiu walked around the house looking for the missing information.

This apartment is very large, with three bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms, a master bedroom, a guest room, and a study room. Shang Chengwang died in the guest room.

"The rich." Lin Qian sighed as he opened the study.

Said it is a study room, but there are not a few books. It is more of a variety of exquisite and luxurious decorations. It is probably because this apartment comes mostly from hopeful girlfriends, and there are several exquisite and beautiful ones in the most conspicuous place of the shelf. The puppet dolls have blond and blue eyes in the shape of an angel in a white dress, and black hair and black eyes in a student uniform.

"It's a BJD doll." Lin Qian asked the front end to detail.

"BJD?" Du Jiu curled his eyebrows. These dolls were too realistic and made him uncomfortable.

Lin Qian stared at the angel-shaped doll intently: "It's a doll with spherical joints, which can assume various poses, change hands, feet and even eyes, and can dress it as you like. It is very popular among young people. You Don’t look at it, it’s quite expensive. The cheapest one costs two to three thousand. You can see that these are high-quality goods at a glance. It is estimated that there are tens of thousands of them."

Du Jiu raised his eyebrows: "You know so?"

Lin Qian smiled: "A little hobby, a little hobby."

The study did not look like someone had moved, the things were arranged in an orderly manner, and there were no traces of objects being moved or lost.

Du Jiu turned around and went to the master bedroom next door.

The master bedroom is very ordinary, similar in structure to the guest room, except for the difference in decoration color and size, and there is obviously no sign of people entering.

With a rigorous attitude, Du Jiu went in and probed carefully.

Just about to leave, the phone rang, it was Qiao Niannian.

He picked it up and connected: "Hello."

Qiao Niannian's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yan Jiu? Have you seen Cang, it's the ghost?"

"What? It's gone?" Du Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Niannian: "He disappeared shortly after he left the movie theater. I am worried that he is looking for you."

"No, he is not here with me." Du Jiu comforted her, "Don't worry, he may have his own business, I will be careful."

"That's good." Qiao Niannian breathed a sigh of relief.

Hanging up the phone, Du Jiu looked around and tentatively said to the air: "Are you... there?"

There was silence in response.

Could it be that he thinks too much? Du Jiu squinted his eyes, raised his feet but then lowered them, facing the air: "Is it really not there?" After a pause, he whispered, "Cang."

As soon as the tail sound fell, a dangling figure appeared out of thin air, with long lead gray hair and a handsome face, it wasn't who the ghost king was.

He embraced his arms and looked upset: "Don't you hate me, what do you tell me to do?"

Du Jiu glanced outside the house. Lin Qian was still in the study and did not come out. He raised the phone and put it to his ear to make a conversation: "Can you see other ghosts?"

"Of course." The ghost king raised his chin, "I am the ghost king, the king of all ghosts!"

"In that case," Du Jiu said, "can you see the ghost of the man who died next door?"

The ghost king was about to speak, suddenly stopped, floated forward, and leaned in front of Du Jiu, narrowing his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of evil: "You kiss me, and I'll tell you."

Du Jiu decisively raised his leg and left.

The ghost king stretched out his hand and grabbed in the direction of the master bedroom, and grabbed a faint glow. He glanced at Du Jiu's back, then at the fluorescence in his hand, and curled his lips.

The task force rushed to work overnight, and the investigation of Shang Chengwang was quickly handed over.

The investigation revealed that Shang Chengwang drove to the apartment at around 4pm, and he never came out after he entered. There were many people who took the elevator after him. After all, it coincided with the time after get off work and school to pick up the children and pick them up. The intermittent has never stopped.

The most important monitoring showed that he and Tang Yi were the only people who entered and exited the floor where Shang Chengwang was located during that time period, and then the police came after receiving the call.

As for Shang Chengwang's interpersonal relationship, it is only superficial. Needless to say, his parents and parents, he also has a 15-year-old sister who has gone to study abroad.

Regarding friends, except for friends, friends, friends, there is no one who really has a good relationship, but there are many girlfriends, and there are currently four of them, and they all know each other's existence.

As for the enemy, the Pang family bears the brunt, and the rest will have to wait for further investigation.

At the same time, a further autopsy report was also submitted. Shang Chengwang was indeed suffocated to death. His body had a wide range of wounds, including whiplashes, knife scratches, bindings, and even dripping wax, but the most serious was the back. The wound was completely torn.

Lin Qian shuddered while holding the report: "This is a good thing." It's so good for a big man to be humiliated like this, even if he survives, he will collapse.

"Is it really the Pang family looking for someone to retaliate?" Ruan Qing guessed.

"It shouldn't be it. Even if the Pang family wants revenge, they won't be selected for this juncture. Isn't it obvious that people are suspicious." Lin Qian looked at Du Jiu, "What do you mean, Team Yan?"

Du Jiu looked at the photo on the whiteboard: "I have a question, why did the murderer put a condom on the vibrator?"

The murderer obviously wanted to insult Shang Chengwang. If he wanted to insult Shang Chengwang, why didn't he just use it? Wouldn't it be more direct and cruel? Why is it so troublesome to add one more step?

"Because of habit?" Lin Qian followed his gaze to the photo and guessed, "Actually, I am even more weird, why didn't the murderer come by himself? Compared to using objects, real people are more...Uh, what I mean is, being raped simply means being raped. Compared with being a real person, the **** will feel better in the former victim's heart."

Ruan Qing brought himself to think for a moment: "It should be. So...or is it because the murderer feels dirty?"

"Tell me what you think." Du Jiu stared at the photo.

Ruan Qing was a little nervous, and said: "Generally speaking, you should not wear this kind of adult products, um, sleeves."

After Yubi, Du Jiu and Lin Qian looked sideways.

"No, I didn't mean that, I didn't..." Ruan Qing reacted and waved his hands again and again, "I just watched this in the film—" The voice stopped abruptly, the whole person froze, his face flushed.

"You're right." Lin Qian coughed and agreed. "I didn't see anything, right, Team Yan?"

Du Jiu did not answer, but said to Ruan Qing: "Continue."

What can he say, should he say that he has not only seen it, but also experienced it himself?

Well, it is indeed not worn.

Ruan Qing blushed and hesitated twice before he recovered, and continued: "Since the murderer wants to humiliate and avenge Shang Chengwang, there is no need to make such a fuss. As Lin Ge said, he should not come by himself. Therefore, I think the murderer should have a habit of cleanliness. He felt that Shang Chengwang was very dirty, so he subconsciously put on the **** to protect it, or is it a habit. Is he usually used to doing this?"

"Usually used to it?" Lin Qian took the conversation, "Is the murderer a gay?"

"Or a woman." Du Jiu narrowed his eyes. "It seems we need to investigate Shang Chengwang's relationship history."

Ruan Qing was full of enthusiasm: "I'll check it out right away!"

Lin Qian is with her.

Du Jiu placed a pose for a while to the photo before getting up and making himself a cup of coffee. It seems that I don't want to sleep tonight.

While stirring and waiting for the temperature to rise, a pale hand stretched out next to it, and lightly tapped it against the coffee cup, the scorching faded away, and it was just right whether it was cold or hot.

The ghost king faintly emerged from the table: "Do you need my help?"

"No, thank you." Du Jiu picked up his coffee and sat back in his seat.

The ghost king floated in front of him: "Are you sure? That murderer will continue to kill."

Still?

Du Jiu was speechless and asked, "What do you know?"

The King of Ghosts raised his eyebrows, stretched out a hand, and flashed fluorescent light on it: "This is the memory of the person who died today. Do you want to see it?"

He floated down, leveling with Du Jiu who was sitting, and stroking his face with the other hand, Du Jiu frowned uncomfortably with the cold touch.

"Kiss me and I'll show it to you."

Du Jiu picked up the coffee and walked away again.

"I don't think this should be called <Dear Ghost King>."

System: "What's that called?"

Du Jiu: "<Detective Ghost King>."