TSM Chapter 7

**Chapter: Car Rape and Murder Case, Zuǒ Yú Becomes the Prime Suspect**

Míng Yuè Yě was running freely in the countryside fields. He followed closely behind, holding a DV to record the beautiful moment. In the picture, her high ponytail swayed continuously, every strand of hair full of vitality.

“Yězi!” Zuǒ Yú’s voice rang out loudly. Míng Yuè Yě in front turned her head. The sunlight just happened to hit her face, making her indescribably beautiful and refined. She smiled happily and freely, her fox eyes already bent into crescent shapes, full of doting.

…

Zuǒ Yú didn’t answer. He got up, put away his phone, and walked out. When he passed VIP2009, he glanced at Hǔzi, who was standing guard at the door, and went upstairs without paying attention…

“Mr. Zuǒ, what are you doing here?” Gě Yáng rubbed his eyes, staring blurrily at Zuǒ Yú, his face slightly red, and staggered to stand in front of him.

“Clang!” Gě Yáng fell down, knocking over the chair beside him. He shook his head and stumbled, pushing the man who wanted to help him. His vision was blurred as he stared at Shí Jiǎnbái, who was close at hand, muttering, “Master… Master, Mr. Zuǒ… Mr. Zuǒ is gone… Master!”

……

Last night, Gě Yáng was drunk, not only making a fool of himself, but also being particularly clingy, constantly shouting that he wanted to tell Shí Jiǎnbái something, but he couldn’t explain it clearly. Shí Jiǎnbái had no choice but to take him home…

Gě Yáng, who was lying on the ground and sleeping sprawled out, was awakened by Shí Jiǎnbái’s slam. He was so sleepy that his eyes were narrowed into slits, and he was still groping for the constantly ringing phone, his voice slightly hoarse: “Hello?”

Gě Yáng’s hand froze in the air, not daring to touch him, and tentatively said loudly: “Master…” Shí Jiǎnbái squinted at him, his eyebrows furrowed into a figure eight: “Can you just fart quickly?”

“There’s a homicide…” As soon as Gě Yáng finished speaking, “Thump!” Shí Jiǎnbái flipped over and got out of bed like a carp, rushed into the bathroom and finished washing up in two minutes. While changing clothes, he took a slice of toast from the refrigerator and stuffed it into his mouth, “Hurry up, don’t dawdle!” He threw the toast to Gě Yáng and turned to put on his shoes.

The actions were coherent. Taking the elevator to the second basement floor, “Beep beep!” Shí Jiǎnbái took Gě Yáng to his Mercedes-Benz AMG and started speeding from the underground garage…

“What, do you know her, Master?”

“I don’t know her.” Shí Jiǎnbái quickened his pace, trying to hide the unease in his heart.

Yì Dàjūn followed closely behind and entered the autopsy room with him. Forensic Doctor Qín raised his sharp eyes: “You’re here?” Shí Jiǎnbái put on his gloves and nodded to Forensic Doctor Qín, then began to observe the wounds on the deceased’s body together.

“The deceased was still alive when she was thrown into the river.” Forensic Doctor Qín walked to the side of the deceased and lifted the body’s hand: “I see, there are no foreign objects in the deceased’s hand. Normally, drowning people will struggle in the water to survive and will hold aquatic plants, silt, branches, or other objects in their hands. This is a manifestation of putrefaction.”

Yì Dàjūn was puzzled: “Then why is it determined that she died of excessive blood loss?”

Forensic Doctor Qín explained in detail: “The skin color is grayish-white, the eyeballs are sunken, the skin around the eyeballs is loose, the eyelids are drooping, the muscle tension has decreased, resulting in muscle relaxation. In addition, the murderer’s modus operandi is very skilled, and he is very familiar with the human body structure. It is clear that he is enjoying the terrifying pleasure of her blood loss, deliberately not giving the deceased a fatal blow.”

“Huh? That’s too perverted!” Yì Dàjūn looked at Forensic Doctor Qín with a strange look, swallowed, and his expression was very unfriendly.

“Cough cough…” Forensic Doctor Qín coughed awkwardly, cleared his throat, and went inside to drink a glass of hot water.

“Time of death?” Shí Jiǎnbái looked at the shocking wounds and couldn’t bear to cover them with a black cloth.

“She died between 9:30 and 10:30 last night.”

“Buzz buzz…” Shí Jiǎnbái’s phone vibrated. He swiped the screen to check WeChat: “Let’s go, go get the bar surveillance video!”

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20:35, Zuǒ Yú entered from the bar door and sat at the bar. Yù Xiǎoxiǎo’s eyes had been fixed on him. Then she got up and walked towards him. The two first flirted at the bar with a little physical contact, then Yù Xiǎoxiǎo lit a cigarette, and Zuǒ Yú began to dodge.

21:16, Yù Xiǎoxiǎo came out of the restroom and went to the second floor before and after Zuǒ Yú.

“Because Twilight Bar is currently in its trial operation phase, the VIP club on the second floor has not yet had time to install surveillance.”

“Is there a back door?”

“Yes, but there is no surveillance installed at the back door either. The bar owner said that the back door is generally only used by employees and is relatively hidden.”

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