Taste it! Taste it carefully!

Just when Xiang Youming frowned, recalling the smell of alcohol-scented boy urine.

Zhang Tong was constantly struggling in his heart, should he tell the police officer that the thing he was licking was child urine?

In the end, his conscience was awakened. With a look of confusion and embarrassment on his face, Zhang Tong opened his mouth:

"That...Officer Xiang?"

"Huh?" Xiang Youming raised his head after hearing this.

He still had an intriguing expression on his face, like a veteran police officer from the Anti-Narcotics Division, and the slight frown revealed the doubts in his heart.

Xiang Youming looked at Zhang Tong, who had his back to the light source, and saw him raising a hand and pointing towards the ground:

"Officer Xiang...that...is the urine I just peed..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air froze at this moment, and Xiang Youming stiffened like a sculpture.

After a while, Xiang Youming slowly stood up as if nothing had happened.

He put his hand behind his back, where Zhang Tong couldn't see it, and rubbed his fingers again and again, as if he was trying to tear his clothes apart with so much force.

"Comrade, peeing in the corridor at night is a bit excessive, isn't it? What kind of qualities do you have?"

Xiang Youming looked at Zhang Tong with a livid face, feeling extremely aggrieved.

He licked the urine himself with his dirty mouth, no one else is to blame.

Zhang Tong walked out quickly, with an embarrassed and apologetic look on his face, and said with a smile:

"Officer Xiang, I'm really sorry. I just drank some wine outside and couldn't open the door when I got home. I really can't hold it in anymore..."

"But don't worry, I'll take care of it right away!"

As he spoke, Zhang Tong lifted the bucket and mop in his hand, indicating that he went out just for cleaning.

Xiang Youming took a deep breath to suppress the nausea in his heart.

He looked around and found that there were urine stains not only on the floor, but also on the walls and even the ceiling.

Is this fucking fancy peeing?

Also, how hard did it take to pee on the ceiling?

Aren't you afraid that the light bulb will hit you and electrocute you?

However, Xiang Youming is a criminal police officer after all. Although he has the heart to strangle Zhang Tong to death, such matters involving personal qualities are not within his jurisdiction.

He could only look at Zhang Tong speechlessly and asked angrily:

"Young man, how many dishes are there tonight? Are you drunk like this?"

Zhang Tong smiled: "There are only a few dishes, barbecue beer, and no worries."

"Haha, okay, you are really good at it."

Seeing Zhang Tong's crotch wet and looking sarcastic, Xiang Youming was very happy.

Then he no longer struggled with the issue of open urination, but looked at Zhang Tong's rental house and said:

"How about I go in and take a look and ask a few questions?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tong's heart beat wildly, but fortunately, there was an incident of urinating in the open first, and the unnatural expression on his face was reasonably explained.

Looking at Xiang Youming who looked like he was doing a routine job, Zhang Tong knew that he had to let him in today.

If he didn't come in, this young but very dedicated detective would actually become suspicious.

So Zhang Tong smiled and nodded, subconsciously rubbing the back of his neck:

"Officer, please come in. I just moved in today and the house is a little messy. Don't mind."

Xiang Youming was not polite, nodded slightly, carefully avoided the urine stains in the corridor, and walked into Zhang Tong's rental house.

It is no different from an ordinary rental house, with a simple one bedroom, one living room, necessary furniture, and nothing else.

This is what Xiang Youming saw the moment he walked in.

The doors of several rooms in the rental house were open. Although the whole picture inside could not be seen, Xiang Youming felt instinctively satisfied.

With the bright light, Xiang Youming glanced around and almost understood what was in the room.

Under his feet, there were sparse drops of water extending from outside the door into the bathroom.

Subconsciously looking at Zhang Tong's soaked shorts, Xiang Youming wanted to laugh, but when he thought of the disgusting taste in his mouth, Xiang Youming couldn't laugh anymore.

The child's urine caused such great damage to his body and mind that during the next routine inspection, Xiang Youming just glanced at the narrow bathroom outside and called it a day.

Nothing wrong was found, which was expected by Xiang Youming.

After all, his inspection tonight was just a routine matter to see if he could get some clues from the residents of the community.

After taking a glance, Xiang Youming stood three steps away from Zhang Tong and asked:

"Comrade, where were you one to two hours ago? Can anyone testify?"

Zhang Tong replied without thinking: "I was drinking and having skewers at the barbecue stall at the door. The owner of the barbecue stall can testify."

"Um."

Xiang Youming nodded noncommittally, and then asked another question:

"The barbecue stall at the door? That's great. Did you see anyone acting suspiciously during this time period?"

"Or, have you seen anyone carrying a schoolbag or suitcase going out?"

Zhang Tong blinked and realized that the police officer in front of him was still treating this murder case as an ordinary murder case.

But think about it, who can believe something like strange power and chaos?

But no matter what, as a good citizen who wants to be law-abiding and hoard Bitcoins in 2009, we still need to cooperate.

So Zhang Tong thought about it carefully and then shook his head: "Sorry, I didn't see it. Maybe I saw it but didn't pay attention."

Zhang Tong's answer did not disappoint Xiang Youming. After all, door-to-door inspections are just like that. Most of the questions are useless.

Even useless questions are considered good.

That kind of blind old woman who leads to deviations in the direction of handling the case is even more hateful!

"Thank you for your cooperation and wish you a happy life."

There was nothing to gain, and since he still had official duties, Xiang Youming naturally would not stay here any longer. After saying goodbye to Zhang Tong in a formal way, Xiang Youming walked out the door.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tong's heartstrings, which had been so tense, finally relaxed a lot.

But before Zhang Tong could completely relax, Xiang Youming stopped when he reached the door, making Zhang Tong feel nervous.

Xiang Youming turned around, looked at Zhang Tong, and said seriously:

"Generally speaking, this kind of perverted murderer will have a scope of committing crimes."

"At the same time, theoretically speaking, this kind of perverted murderer will definitely commit crimes again."

"Mr. Zhang, you have just moved to Mingyang Community and you are alone again. You must be careful recently."

"It's best not to go out when it's dark."

Looking at Xiang Youming with a solemn expression, Zhang Tong could not help but think of that beautiful woman and the weird monster that had shed its human skin.

The woman's hollow voice seemed to echo in my ears.

"Am I...beautiful...?"

A sense of ominousness and fear arose in Zhang Tong's heart.

It's dark, is it safe if you don't go out?

Seeing Zhang Tong's slightly changed expression, Xiang Youming nodded imperceptibly. He was a young man after all, and he was still instinctively afraid of this kind of perverted murderer.

"Right..."

Just when Xiang Youming was about to close the security door, Xiang Youming thought of something else. He opened the door, stuck his head in, and looked at Zhang Tong.

"ah?"

Zhang Tong, who was troubled by that weirdness, subconsciously looked up at Xiang Youming. What he saw was Xiang Youming's face full of righteousness, and he said to himself seriously:
Chapter completed!