Nest Parasite Murder Incident

When the first thunder rang, the phone rang like some ominous omen, sharply tearing apart the tranquility of the night. Lin Mowang raised his head from the pile of old case files, his cervical vertebrae making a slight crunching sound. He picked up the receiver, and from the other end came the voice of a young police officer from the police station in his jurisdiction, who quickly changed his tone: "Captain Lin, something happened! That top-notch villa in Jinxiu Homes... A big one died!" The wipers were swinging wildly on the windshield in front of the car, still unable to keep up with the pouring rain. When Lin Mowang drove into the villa area, his intuition told him that this scene was unusual. So clean - no signs of struggle, no blood, not even unwanted fingerprints on the expensive Persian rug. The well-known philanthropist Zhou Zheng fell on his back in an armchair in the study, his face as peaceful as if he were taking a nap, except for a strange-looking dagger stuck in his chest. The blue feathers inlaid on the handle were soaked in blood, showing a strange purple-black color. Lin Mo Wang and Su Xiao looked at each other, and each saw cold confirmation in the other's eyes. This was not a sudden murder. This is a carefully planned, gorgeous and cruel... Opening ceremony.