Simulated Crime, This Criminal Doesn't Seem to Be Acting

Chapter 51

Ye Sangsang found it strange that Qin He hadn't returned home, yet the Qin family hadn't reported her missing that same afternoon.

Generally speaking, wasn't it normal to report a child missing if they didn't come home?

This was the normal thought process, especially when it came to a girl disappearing. Police stations didn't even require a 24-hour wait before reporting a missing person; the Qin family could have immediately reported her missing and had the police

Next were the eyes, leaving the mouth for later.

Then, inch by inch, she treated every inch of his skin, which, in Lin Ying's eyes, was an extremely filthy existence.

From the pictures of the crime scene, compared to the previous time, Qian Can seemed to be much calmer this time, and his methods were more seasoned.

The suppressed groans and cries of pain echoed continuously in the room, with the suffering vividly manifesting on Qian Can's body.

However, the sound was too faint. The good adhesive tape and rope he had used on others were now being used on him.

It fully demonstrated that sometimes, everything in life is a cycle.

Ye Sangsang's mouth curled under her mask.

Without a word, she walked to Qian Can's vulnerable area.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door of Qian Can's studio.

"Knock knock knock..."

Nothing about this was mentioned in the case files. Could it be an accident, a butterfly effect, or maybe it was intentionally omitted?

Of course, the most excited one was Qian Can. He struggled violently, trying to make noise to call for help.

The house was large and well-insulated, so Ye Sangsang wasn't worried, but she wiped the blade of her dagger on Qian Can's body and slowly walked towards the door.

If the person didn't leave, she wouldn't mind resolving one more issue and starting over, because she was genuinely curious about who the visitor was.

She stood at the door, listening to the "knock knock knock" again.

It was the sound of some kind of metal door, clear and loud.

After a while, there was no sound from the other side.

Ye Sangsang's gaze was fixed; her intuition told her one thing.

That was, the person outside hadn't left...

She stood there with her knife, in a silent, unnerving standoff with the person on the other side of the door.