A perfect crime? To me, it's full of flaws!

Three hours later, Qi Feng drove his Mercedes-Benz G-Class steadily into the courtyard of the City A Municipal Bureau building.

As soon as the tires went over the speed bump, the group saw a group of figures in police uniforms rushing out of the office building.

"Wow, Master, you've got some serious influence! So many people are lining up to greet you!" Qi Feng whistled, one hand on the steering wheel.

Liu Yuanshan sat in the back row, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Welcome my ass! Your master doesn't have that kind of influence."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the group of people nimbly jumped into several police cars.

The piercing sirens blared, and the police lights flashed as they sped off.

"Is there a case?" Qi Feng stroked his chin. "Master, do you think it could be that case?"

"Then what are you doing standing here! Go after them!" Liu Yuanshan said, slapping Qi Feng in an annoyed tone.

Qi Feng was startled and realized what was happening. He slammed on the gas pedal, and the G-Wagon roared as it closely followed the tail of the last police car.

Liu Yuanshan then took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Xiao Fan? I saw quite a few people from your station were sent out; is it related to the August 8.15th case?"

A hurried but firm reply came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, we'll follow behind and head straight to the scene."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Yuanshan's face darkened.

"Confirmed, case 8.15. Stay on track."

"Don't worry, it won't get lost." Qi Feng's eyes sharpened, and his tone became serious. "Have you found a suspect, or... has someone else died?"

"There has been a fourth fatality." Liu Yuanshan's voice was low and tinged with coldness. "We'll discuss the details when we get to the scene."

The atmosphere inside the carriage instantly plummeted to freezing point.

A fourth victim—this is never going to end!

The convoy sped along and soon entered a quiet suburban villa area.

After several turns, it slowly came to a stop in front of a detached two-story villa.

Yellow police tape has been put up around the villa, keeping curious neighbors and the media out.

Qi Feng and the other two got out of the car, and Liu Yuanshan led them straight to a middle-aged policeman who was directing the scene inside the cordon.

The man was tall and thin, with a knot between his brows.

"Xiao Fan!" Liu Yuanshan called out.

"Old Liu! You've finally arrived!" The policeman saw Liu Yuanshan as if he had seen a savior and quickly came to greet him.

"Haitang, Qifeng, let me introduce you. This is Fan Liang, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of City A," Liu Yuanshan said, stepping aside to introduce him.

"Hello, Captain Fan." Qi Feng and Lin Haitang greeted each other in unison.

"Hello, hello." Fan Liang nodded hurriedly in response, then anxiously turned his gaze back to Liu Yuanshan. "Old Liu, let's go in and take a look. The situation... is very bad."

"Okay, let's go in and take a look."

As the group bent down to cross the cordon, a young police officer who had been waiting there immediately followed, quickly reporting the initial situation as they walked.

"The villa's owner is Guan Shan, 47 years old, a local businessman, currently abroad. The victim is his wife, Wang Linlin."

"Wang Linlin, 39 years old, a full-time housewife. Her body was found in the second-floor study, and her heart had been removed. Unlike previous cases, this time... her hands were severed at the wrists and taken away from the scene by the murderer."

"Preliminary investigation revealed no signs of ransacking inside the house, and no valuables were stolen. The front door lock was intact, with no signs of forced entry, so the possibility of an inside job cannot be ruled out."

"What about the surveillance footage?" Fan Liang asked in a deep voice, this was his biggest concern right now.

"We've already sent people to investigate. The security system in this villa area is quite comprehensive, with surveillance cameras covering the main entrances and roads. We should have results soon."

As they spoke, the group arrived at the study on the second floor.

Inside the room, several forensic investigators in white protective suits were working busily and methodically, the air thick with the stench of blood.

Without saying a word, Liu Yuanshan took his toolbox from Qi Feng, skillfully put on shoe covers, a head covering, and gloves, and stepped into the room.

Lin Haitang followed closely behind.

Qi Feng stood at the door, his eyes darting around. Seeing that several people were already busy in the room, he pursed his lips, turned around, and strolled upstairs.

He first went up to the third floor.

This appears to be the master bedroom and guest room, luxuriously decorated, but completely empty.

Qi Feng activated "My eyes are the ruler".

The field of vision was clear, with no red marker boxes appearing.

"It seems the killer had a clear target and didn't go up to the third floor."

He turned around and went downstairs, directly bypassing the crime scene on the second floor and arriving on the first floor.

As soon as he stepped onto the last step, several faint red squares instantly appeared in his field of vision.

Not many, but there are some!

These red boxes perfectly avoid the living room and main entrance areas, pointing directly to the back of the kitchen on the north side of the villa.

Qi Feng understood immediately, but made no sound. He walked alone through the living room and into the kitchen.

On the other side of the kitchen, there is an inconspicuous little door leading to the backyard.

He gently pushed open the door and went out.

The villa's backyard is a neatly trimmed lawn, edged by a waist-high green hedge.

Qi Feng bent down, his gaze almost parallel to the ground, and began a thorough search, moving extremely slowly.

After a thorough inspection, he straightened up, clapped his hands, and returned to the villa as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Liu Yuanshan had completed the preliminary trace examination and was standing at the door of the study with Fan Liang, discussing something in hushed tones.

When Liu Yuanshan saw Qi Feng coming up from downstairs, he just glanced at him and didn't say anything.

Lin Haitang glared at him fiercely several times, her eyes clearly saying, "I knew you went to slack off."

Qi Feng chuckled, offered no explanation, and walked to the side to stand against the wall.

Just then, the young police officer who had gone to retrieve the surveillance footage earlier came running over.

"Report!"

"Speak!" Fan Liang's voice was filled with suppressed urgency.

"The surveillance footage...there's nothing on the surveillance footage! We checked all the surveillance footage from 6 a.m. this morning until the person who reported the case found the body. Apart from the victim going out to throw out the trash once this morning, no one else entered or left this villa!"

"What?!" Fan Liang's voice suddenly rose, his face full of disbelief.

No outsiders are coming in or out?

How did that person get in? And how did they leave with two severed hands?

"Old Liu...?"

Before Liu Yuanshan could speak, a voice interrupted.

"They came in through the back door. A man and a woman. The man is about 1.8 meters tall and weighs around 90 kilograms. The woman is about 1.65 meters tall and weighs 55 kilograms. They are the same group as the previous three cases, so we can combine them into one case."

Swish!

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the corridor were focused on the young man leaning against the wall with a pair of comical panda eyes.