?Phone reading In the morning, Qin, the young nobleman, was awakened by Shu Yajing. Eight-zero E-book "Jingjing, what's going on?" He stretched lazily and sat up, checking the wall clock—just seven o'clock. Wearing the same sleepwear, Shu, the police officer, spoke softly, in a tone that wouldn't disturb her sisters, "We just received a call from He Leader informing us that a homicide has occurred in Pingda. She asked us to rush over immediately!" "Another homicide?" He expressed his dissatisfaction. "This is clearly a police matter—why should we be involved? Are the police completely useless? Are they all just sitting around doing nothing? Honestly, this is a real blow to us!" Shu said, "He Leader mentioned it rather vaguely in her call—she only urged us to get there quickly. I think you should understand her. After all, whenever there's a homicide elsewhere, she hasn't called you before. Isn't that because you're one of Pingda's own?" "Alright, alright, it's all Fei Grandpa's fault—he's made me pretend to be a student." He stood up from the bed. The policewoman thought to herself: if he hadn't pretended to be a student, how could he have even managed to win over Lin Caivui, let alone settle the beautiful teaching assistant Chen Yue and her close friend Su Wu? Would he be satisfied with that? Ten minutes later, they got ready and set off. Soon they arrived at Ping University, and as per He's instructions, they drove straight to the designated spot. Along the way, police and military guards were stationed every three steps and every five steps, holding their weapons with serious, tense expressions, as though they were facing a major crisis. The atmosphere became tense as a result, and the two exchanged glances. Qin, the young nobleman, sighed, "What on earth is going on? How could such a major event be happening right here on campus? It's incredible!" While unfastening her seatbelt, the policewoman added, "We'd better get down now—didn't you see Manman? She must have been called in at the last minute too. He's clearly not "Qin Dashi shrugged slightly: "I need to have a few words with Manman when I have time. She's earning her salary from Qin Group, yet she frequently skips work to assist the leadership—how can that be acceptable? It's simply unfair!" The expressions of the four could no longer be described as mere astonishment—they were as if they had witnessed ghosts right before dying. As a police officer by training, Su made her assessment after a simple observation: "The time of death is more than six hours, meaning the victims were killed around this morning. Yet their wounds appear unusual. On the surface, these wounds are deep enough to seem life-threatening, but they aren't. How then did all four of them die?" Qin Feng also examined the wounds on the four, saying, "These wounds were likely caused by sharp claws—or something similar to claws. The depth is only two centimeters, and there's minimal bleeding. Indeed, they don't appear to be fatal injuries. By the way, Director, have the bodily fluids from the wounds been tested?" He Muqing nodded, saying, "They've already been sent to the relevant technical departments. I believe the victims died from poisoning, but there's no sign of discoloration in the wounds. The cause of their deaths remains truly puzzling." "Qin Feng furrowed his brow: 'The victim died around midnight last night. At that time, I was meeting with Liu Su—well, actually, we were discussing work. Though the distance between our office and the women's dormitory is considerable, I should have noticed something unusual given the severity of the incident!'" "Qin Dashi's face tightened immediately: 'Manman, I haven't even had a chance to scold you yet, and you've already started on me. I'm your boss, aren't I? If I'm annoyed, I'll immediately call Huihui and have her fire you!' The beautiful manager immediately lowered her gaze and smiled, saying: 'Boss, I was just joking—please don't take it seriously. If you fire me, I'll have no choice but to go hungry, and then how will I pay off my debts? Haha!' Qin Dashi glanced at her, thinking: With your leverage in my hands, you'll have to behave nicely. Seeing his trusted subordinate now at a disadvantage, the leader interjected: 'Enough with all this chatter—Qin Feng, you're experienced and well-informed. Please carefully examine the body beyond these wounds. Are there any other unusual signs?' 'Alright,' Qin Dashi said with a look of clear dissatisfaction, adding, 'Now it's all the early morning hassle with the dead bodies. I haven't even had breakfast yet!' "Leader He smiled and said, 'If you can figure out the real cause of death, I'll treat you!' 'Please,' Qin the young man replied with a scowl. 'Do I still have the strength to eat?' Leader He countered, 'No way. As far as I know, you've undergone rigorous training. Don't you think you could still enjoy your meals even if you're sitting among a pile of corpses with blood flowing everywhere?' Qin Feng chuckled, 'Stay calm, stay calm. A true hero doesn't boast about past victories—those are all behind us. There's really no need to bring them up, heh!' Watching him look so put out, Leader He really wanted to give him a solid kick. Qin the young man donned rubber gloves and used two fingers to gently spread the wound of one of the deceased. The victim was dressed in four layers of clothing, including a down jacket. A long, twenty-centimeter incision had been made through the fabric, clean and smooth—so precise that even the lightest down feathers had been neatly split in two. This clearly demonstrates the sharpness of the object that caused the injury—the wound is slightly pale, with fresh, moist fluids still filling it. After having been dead for six to seven hours, these fluids should have congealed, especially in winter. Furthermore, although the wound is not deep and may not have struck any major blood vessels, there are countless capillaries present—yet there is not a single trace of blood. Indeed.