After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

Chapter 179 The Greatest Work of Art 9
After getting the mobile phone, Yan Xiuwen said in a low voice to the person next to him, "Help me send her back."

"Good boss!"

Xiao Zhang hurriedly got into the car and chased after the location on the phone, "Boss, the murderer must have escaped this time!"

Yan Xiuwen's voice was cold, "Hurry up."

Xiao Zhang was taken aback, this is already the fastest.

Yan Xiuwen's eyes were dark, if it was just the murderer alone, it would not be difficult for Yan Qing to deal with it, but if there were others...

Thinking of the coveting gaze hidden in the dark last night, Yan Xiuwen's hands under his sleeves clenched slightly into fists.

He was afraid that Yan Qing would not be able to handle it.

...

At this time, in the car, Yan Qing was hidden in the trunk, her hands and feet were bound, and her mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth.

"Peel off the skin bit by bit... scrape off the flesh bit by bit?"

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped. Liu Chong opened the trunk and carried out Yan Qing who was pretending to be dizzy.

In all these years in this business, he has never seen a murderer being tied up by the victim.

There was still an unpleasant smell of liquid medicine on the rag, it should be something like Mongolian sweat medicine, but Yan Qing was sober at the moment, this kind of thing was useless to her at all.

But before he could speak, Yan Qing's hands tightly locked his neck, and he couldn't even breathe when she was exerting force!
Yan Qing moved so fast that Xie Chong couldn't even see how she moved.

"Fun?" Yan Xiuwen's voice was low, looking at Yan Qing, he rolled up the window.

Looking at that look, he was seriously thinking about how to perfectly separate the flesh and bones of the murderer.

But the scene in front of them left them dumbfounded.

When he heard the movement outside, Yan Qing raised his eyes and looked over, saw Xiao Zhang and his party, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Are you here?"

She twisted her wrist, feeling that she hadn't done it for a long time and felt unfamiliar.

Obviously, I worked so hard before and couldn't catch it.

Xiao Zhang stopped his colleague's mouth and laughed, "Don't take me if you want to be criticized."

This is the natural material he has been looking for.

The door was knocked open, four or five people rushed in, Xiao Zhang was the first to bear the brunt, Yan Xiuwen's heavy expression returned to normal after he felt that there was no other breath around except Yan Qing.

Liu Chong's face turned pale from being trampled on, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he smiled, "That thing is in my pocket, you can get it yourself."

Yan Qing's eyes fell on his coat, and then he let go of his feet, and tore the coat off his body with his hands, and took out the yellow talisman folded into a triangle shape from his pocket.

But at this moment, Liu Chong stared straight at Yan Qing with a pair of eyes. From the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, to the lips and neck, his eyes seemed to penetrate the flesh and see the bones under the flesh. His eyes were full of tears. Greed and appreciation, beauty... so beautiful.

"The posture of holding the knife is wrong, be careful to hurt your hand."

At the same time, the police also followed the location and tracked here. Xiao Zhang still couldn't believe it. Was it so easy to catch him?

Yan Qing turned the other hand that was sorely bound, pursed his lips slightly, obviously displeased, but relaxed a little, not wanting to strangle him to death, "Take the yellow that you got from that person today. Give me the talisman, and spare your life."

Yan Qing was placed on a table. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. At the same time, she quietly untied the ropes on her hands and feet, and sat down while Liu Chong was wiping the tools. On the workbench, the thin lips parted slightly, and the voice rang out in the room, "Is this the place you usually use to kill people?"

This is a yard, and this should be where the murderer usually disposes of the corpse.

Liu Chong hugged Yan Qing's leg, stroking and caressing it with his hands through the fabric, as if he was caressing some beloved thing, muttering non-stop, "I found it, I found it..."

Until Liu Chong was escorted into the car and taken away, Xiao Zhang's mouth was still trembling.

Yan Xiuwen walked forward from behind the four of them, his eyes met Yan Qing's, and he frowned slightly when he caught a glimpse of her behavior at the moment.

Severe pain struck, but Liu Chong only had eyes for the person in front of him.

Just when Xiao Zhang and the others thought that Yan Xiuwen was going to give the little girl in front of him a serious lesson, they heard the boss in front of him speak in a deep voice.

The colleague said "Mmmm", followed the direction Xiao Zhang was looking at, at this moment Yan Xiuwen had already stuffed the little girl into his car.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants, Yan Qing cautiously opened a gap and looked around.

The four of them suddenly had goose bumps all over their bodies.

The colleagues next to him looked carefully, and Yan Qing, who was walking next to Yan Xiuwen, said, "Brother Zhang, do you think we might have caught the wrong person..."

She moved her fingertips slightly, and exerted her strength patiently. After a while, the rope in her hand was loosened a little, and her hand didn't feel so uncomfortable. At this moment, as long as she exerted her strength, she could untie it.

Yan Qing frowned, let go of his hand, threw the man to the ground, stepped on Liu Chong's hand hard, "Give me that Taoist talisman."

I saw that Yan Qing was standing beside the workbench. She was bound to the workbench with the hemp rope she found from nowhere. She was researching with a file in her hand, and she even went to the workbench. The murderer is more than...

Liu Chong carried Yan Qing into the house, into a spacious room with bright light, and a large workbench covered with various tools.

Four people rushed into the workshop, their hands still clenched tightly, ready to kill the murderer at any time.

Xie Chong froze, turned around to look, his pupils constricted suddenly, "When did you..."

I didn't see the boss's face sombre, and if I hear this again, it's okay, don't even think about leaving get off work tonight.

Visually it was pitch black.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Liu Chong didn't look like a murderer, but Miss Yan, who was too creepy, more like a serial killer.

Yan Qing didn't give Liu Chong a chance to finish his sentence, he slapped him and knocked him out, "Noisy."

...

Yan Qing put the talisman into his pocket, with a look of disgust flashing in his eyes, he raised his foot and swung it vigorously, throwing Liu Chong away with great force, hitting the workbench with his head.

"Peel off your skin bit by bit, scrape off the meat bit by bit, your bones..."

While Yan Qing was disgusted, his eyes turned around, and finally fell on the table full of tools.

Yan Qing yawned, leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes looked tired, "It's not bad, I just want to know how he peeled the skin so completely and beautifully."

In that room, there was a complete piece of human skin, with almost no cracks and no signs of decay.

Yan Xiuwen stuffed the phone into Yan Qing's arms, with a hint of doting in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I'll buy you a pig tomorrow and try."

Yan Qing: "?"

(End of this chapter)