Mysterious husband is super fierce

Chapter 10 It Looks Like Somebody Came
"It looks like this!"

Although Qin Zixing praised him, Wang Qiuping was not very optimistic about Yu Luoshui.

He continued to look at Yu Luoshui suspiciously, but wanted to see what tricks Yu Luoshui could play.

It's not that Yu Luoshui didn't hear the conversation between Qin Zixing and Wang Qiuping, and it wasn't that she didn't feel Wang Qiuping's questioning gaze, but she didn't take it to heart.

Her mind was on the corpse in front of her.

Yu Luoshui lifted the strip of white cloth, and saw the horrifying appearance of the deceased.

The whole face was scratched, there was not a good piece of meat, and the whole face was rotten, and it still smelled bad, but there was no sign of bleeding.

It feels like finely minced meat chopped into dumpling stuffing.

The pupils are dilated, the eyebrows are raised, there is a longitudinal furrow between the brows, the upper eyelid is lifted to reveal the whites of the eyes, and the lower eyelid is tight.

The mouth is wide open and the lips are pulled back tightly, an obvious sign of extreme fear.

On the whole, there is an indescribable sense of disobedience.

It always feels like something is missing.

Yu Luoshui grabbed the dead man's wrist, observed it, and saw that there were still some fine traces of flesh hidden in the manicured nails of the dead man. It seemed that the dead man had scratched his own face.

However, judging by the extent of the damage to the face, it seems to be quite strenuous to grab the flowers so abruptly, just using nails.

There must have been some other murder weapon.

But, what is the reason for attacking yourself?
Yu Luoshui noticed that there seemed to be a circle of marks on the backs of the deceased's four fingers, as if something had been worn on his hands.

Just like wearing a ring for a long time, it will leave marks.

But this kind of trace is very strange. On the contrary, it seems that a thick layer of dust has accumulated and was rubbed off by something.

Yu Luoshui rubbed his thumb on the back of the deceased's hand, raised his hand and took a look, and found some light coffee-colored marks on the white gloves, this looks a bit like makeup?

Traces of the kind of air cushion used to cover blemishes.

Yu Luoshui stroked the dead man's arm with his thumb again, it was the same situation, and saw some purple marks on the arm.

A hint of doubt flashed in Yu Luoshui's eyes, as if he couldn't figure out some problems.

However, Yu Luoshui didn't show it. He pinched the dead man's jaw with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the top of the dead man's head. He turned the dead man's head a little to the side, brushed the hair on the back of the head, and found that there was an obvious bruise on the back of the head. Impact marks.

Yu Luoshui looked up at the company building of Junyao Entertainment in front of him. It estimated that there were about twenty floors, and there was no roof.

There were some shards of glass on the ground around the body, and even some glass was pressed under him.

There was a cut on the arm, but no blood flowed.

"From which floor did it fall?"

Yu Luoshui asked questions while thinking.

She doesn't have piercing eyes. With such a high floor, she can immediately tell which floor a person fell from.

"18th floor." Qin Zixing replied when he heard Yu Luoshui's question.

However, Wang Qiuping looked at Yu Luoshui with scrutiny eyes. Since Qin Zixing called the girl to come over just now, Qin Zixing has not told her that the deceased fell to his death from a building. Just a few casual glances just now can tell Are these coming out?
"what happened?"

Before Yu Luoshui continued to speak, a voice sounded calm and pretentious. Yu Luoshui obviously saw that Wang Qiuping's body stiffened, and he was obviously flustered.

It seems that some important person has come.

Yu Luoshui thought with interest.

　Do you think this is the domineering president falling in love with me?No, no, no, different routines, Dabai wants to do things in a serious manner.

　　All the plots and settings are purely imaginary, don’t dig deep into the party, okay~
　　Daily travel begging for collection, receiving recommendation tickets, okay~
　　


(End of this chapter)