Chapter 1248
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As soon as I got out of the car, I was surrounded by a cool, whizzing atmosphere.
At this time, it's Midsummer and the temperature is still sultry, but it seems that it's in late autumn, especially cold.
The sky is also gray, and a cloud is rolling in the distance, as if planning a rainstorm.
There is a very strange atmosphere in the air. It seems that there are many people standing closely in the air around, staring at us.
If an ordinary person stands here, he will feel uneasy and extremely uncomfortable.
But I've been used to it for a long time. Naturally, I also know that it's because the Yin in the funeral parlor is too strong.
Laurie didn't want to go in, so she stayed in the car, and Luo Yang accompanied me through the side door.
In the cold morgue, there was an iron bed standing alone, in front of which stood a tall policewoman.
She heard footsteps and turned to meet us.
I haven't seen her for many years. Zhang Xiaoai's lovely face has matured a lot, but those big eyes are more bright. It's just covered with black circles, and her face is very haggard. It seems that she hasn't had a normal rest for a long time.
"Haha, I'm sorry. I'll ask you to make up for dinner in the evening." She spat at me with a smile.
She said she was embarrassed, but I didn't recognize the taste of embarrassment, this naughty little girl.
Before I could say anything, she pointed to the body on the iron bed and said, "this is the victim in the picture." Then he lifted the white cloth over it.
I nodded and watched carefully.
The body has been treated. There is a long suture on the neck. It should be left by the forensic.
The blood of the dead has dried out, and they have been kept in the freezer for a long time. Their skin is white and beautiful, which looks a little creepy.
His body from the beginning of the neck was neatly divided into two parts, the head of blood dripping, the neck is completely preserved under the pattern of the beautiful girl.
I lowered my head and looked at the incision carefully.
One knife, only one! And cut off the head of a living man.
Naked - the exposed bone, without any burr and stumbling on the flesh and blood, has a very complete section.
The weapon must have been long and terrifying.
Even with my ghost and God cutting twin sabres, it's very difficult to do it. After all, there will never be a big living person who can't move, and if you want to cut the
pattern so completely, it's impossible!
Absolutely no one can do it.
"The name of the dead was Wang Meng, who was just 15 years old this year. After his parents divorced, he had been a small gangster on the street. He had a criminal record of fighting and stealing for many times." Zhang Xiaoai stands aside and explains quickly.
"On the day of his death, he just participated in a duel between a group of bad teenagers, and then went to the dance hall to celebrate. There is a small program in the ballroom. It turns off the lights for ten seconds every 12:00 p.m. and counts down the whole venue. "
"According to the parties, Wang Meng was also on the dance floor, but there were many people at that time and he didn't stand together."
"Ten seconds later, when the light came on, a scream came out of the crowd. Wang suddenly fell into the pool of blood, his head rolled out far away, and the blood flowed all over the place."
"The ballroom manager was more experienced. On the spot, he directed the waiter and the security guard to block all the exits, and blocked the first scene."
"When the police arrived, all the drinkers were there. Although the scene was trampled, it was still intact. But we found nothing but the white paper in his mouth, which said, "owl." Zhang Xiaoai said.
"Did you find anything suspicious at the scene?" I turned and asked.
"No." Zhang Xiaoai shook his head and continued: "We searched the scene carefully several times, and interrogated the people at the scene, including the staff in the ballroom, without finding any suspicious people."
"Later, we called out the cameras installed everywhere, and found nothing."
"The strangest thing is..." Zhang xiaoaidun said: "we took ultraviolet light and took photos of Wang Meng's victims for a long time. We didn't find any footprints and fingerprints left by the murderer."
"Who are the people around him?" I continued.
"Wang Meng is a little wave boy. He wants to be a girl when he enters the dance floor. There were just a few little girls celebrating their birthday that day. Wang Meng was crowded around them. When he suddenly fell to the ground, he was also the first one found by several little girls. "
"We've repeatedly investigated these girls. They didn't know Wang Meng at all before. Even they came to the dance hall for the first time. They didn't look like murderers at all. In addition, one of the girls is still in the hospital for psychological treatment because of the excessive fright. "
I nodded: "the means of killing is very clean, let alone a little girl, even a professional killer may not have this ability!"! What's more, if you cut off your head, the weapon must be too small, but you can't find any clues. It doesn't look like it was made by people... ""In this way, I have to make sure that you help me to prepare something." I ordered.
"Well, you say." Zhang Xiaoai takes out the mobile phone record.
"A little piggy, a basket of white radishes, a bundle of straw, and then go to the paper man shop to buy a paper man to come back and ask for a boy." As I said it, Zhang Xiaoai typed quickly and sent it out.
"This is the third such case." Zhang Xiaoai put away her mobile phone and looked solemn.
"Every time?"
"Yes, they were all directly beheaded! According to the forensic judgment, it should be the same murder weapon. The two bodies are also in the morgue. " With that, Zhang Xiaoai opened the opposite freezer, clicked twice, and drew out two big iron beds.
I leaned over and saw two teenagers lying on the iron bed.
One had white hair and tattoos on his chest. There are several silver rings on the other nose and lips.
Their heads and bodies are separated, and the scene is horrible.
"Both of them are nicknamed prickly. After their parents divorced, their mother remarried, and their father spent ten years in prison. Another nickname is mangniu. Both parents died. "
"They and Wang Meng have been forming cliques and doing all kinds of bad things. Only half a year ago, when they had some trouble with each other, they didn't get in touch with each other very much..."
"The prick was found in a barber shop. The shopkeeper opened the door in the morning and found that the door lock had been pried, and there was blood flowing out. At that time, he called the police. When we went in, we found that the bayonet mouth was wide open and fell into a pool of blood. " Zhang Xiaoai said.
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As soon as I got out of the car, I was surrounded by a cool, whizzing atmosphere.
At this time, it's Midsummer and the temperature is still sultry, but it seems that it's in late autumn, especially cold.
The sky is also gray, and a cloud is rolling in the distance, as if planning a rainstorm.
There is a very strange atmosphere in the air. It seems that there are many people standing closely in the air around, staring at us.
If an ordinary person stands here, he will feel uneasy and extremely uncomfortable.
But I've been used to it for a long time. Naturally, I also know that it's because the Yin in the funeral parlor is too strong.
Laurie didn't want to go in, so she stayed in the car, and Luo Yang accompanied me through the side door.
In the cold morgue, there was an iron bed standing alone, in front of which stood a tall policewoman.
She heard footsteps and turned to meet us.
I haven't seen her for many years. Zhang Xiaoai's lovely face has matured a lot, but those big eyes are more bright. It's just covered with black circles, and her face is very haggard. It seems that she hasn't had a normal rest for a long time.
"Haha, I'm sorry. I'll ask you to make up for dinner in the evening." She spat at me with a smile.
She said she was embarrassed, but I didn't recognize the taste of embarrassment, this naughty little girl.
Before I could say anything, she pointed to the body on the iron bed and said, "this is the victim in the picture." Then he lifted the white cloth over it.
I nodded and watched carefully.
The body has been treated. There is a long suture on the neck. It should be left by the forensic.
The blood of the dead has dried out, and they have been kept in the freezer for a long time. Their skin is white and beautiful, which looks a little creepy.
His body from the beginning of the neck was neatly divided into two parts, the head of blood dripping, the neck is completely preserved under the pattern of the beautiful girl.
I lowered my head and looked at the incision carefully.
One knife, only one! And cut off the head of a living man.
Naked - the exposed bone, without any burr and stumbling on the flesh and blood, has a very complete section.
The weapon must have been long and terrifying.
Even with my ghost and God cutting twin sabres, it's very difficult to do it. After all, there will never be a big living person who can't move, and if you want to cut the
pattern so completely, it's impossible!
Absolutely no one can do it.
"The name of the dead was Wang Meng, who was just 15 years old this year. After his parents divorced, he had been a small gangster on the street. He had a criminal record of fighting and stealing for many times." Zhang Xiaoai stands aside and explains quickly.
"On the day of his death, he just participated in a duel between a group of bad teenagers, and then went to the dance hall to celebrate. There is a small program in the ballroom. It turns off the lights for ten seconds every 12:00 p.m. and counts down the whole venue. "
"According to the parties, Wang Meng was also on the dance floor, but there were many people at that time and he didn't stand together."
"Ten seconds later, when the light came on, a scream came out of the crowd. Wang suddenly fell into the pool of blood, his head rolled out far away, and the blood flowed all over the place."
"The ballroom manager was more experienced. On the spot, he directed the waiter and the security guard to block all the exits, and blocked the first scene."
"When the police arrived, all the drinkers were there. Although the scene was trampled, it was still intact. But we found nothing but the white paper in his mouth, which said, "owl." Zhang Xiaoai said.
"Did you find anything suspicious at the scene?" I turned and asked.
"No." Zhang Xiaoai shook his head and continued: "We searched the scene carefully several times, and interrogated the people at the scene, including the staff in the ballroom, without finding any suspicious people."
"Later, we called out the cameras installed everywhere, and found nothing."
"The strangest thing is..." Zhang xiaoaidun said: "we took ultraviolet light and took photos of Wang Meng's victims for a long time. We didn't find any footprints and fingerprints left by the murderer."
"Who are the people around him?" I continued.
"Wang Meng is a little wave boy. He wants to be a girl when he enters the dance floor. There were just a few little girls celebrating their birthday that day. Wang Meng was crowded around them. When he suddenly fell to the ground, he was also the first one found by several little girls. "
"We've repeatedly investigated these girls. They didn't know Wang Meng at all before. Even they came to the dance hall for the first time. They didn't look like murderers at all. In addition, one of the girls is still in the hospital for psychological treatment because of the excessive fright. "
I nodded: "the means of killing is very clean, let alone a little girl, even a professional killer may not have this ability!"! What's more, if you cut off your head, the weapon must be too small, but you can't find any clues. It doesn't look like it was made by people... ""In this way, I have to make sure that you help me to prepare something." I ordered.
"Well, you say." Zhang Xiaoai takes out the mobile phone record.
"A little piggy, a basket of white radishes, a bundle of straw, and then go to the paper man shop to buy a paper man to come back and ask for a boy." As I said it, Zhang Xiaoai typed quickly and sent it out.
"This is the third such case." Zhang Xiaoai put away her mobile phone and looked solemn.
"Every time?"
"Yes, they were all directly beheaded! According to the forensic judgment, it should be the same murder weapon. The two bodies are also in the morgue. " With that, Zhang Xiaoai opened the opposite freezer, clicked twice, and drew out two big iron beds.
I leaned over and saw two teenagers lying on the iron bed.
One had white hair and tattoos on his chest. There are several silver rings on the other nose and lips.
Their heads and bodies are separated, and the scene is horrible.
"Both of them are nicknamed prickly. After their parents divorced, their mother remarried, and their father spent ten years in prison. Another nickname is mangniu. Both parents died. "
"They and Wang Meng have been forming cliques and doing all kinds of bad things. Only half a year ago, when they had some trouble with each other, they didn't get in touch with each other very much..."
"The prick was found in a barber shop. The shopkeeper opened the door in the morning and found that the door lock had been pried, and there was blood flowing out. At that time, he called the police. When we went in, we found that the bayonet mouth was wide open and fell into a pool of blood. " Zhang Xiaoai said.
As soon as I got out of the car, I was surrounded by a cool, whizzing atmosphere. At this time, it's Midsummer and the temperature is still sultry, but it seems that it's in late autumn, especially cold. The sky is also gray, and a cloud is rolling in the distance, as if planning a rainstorm. There is a very strange atmosphere in the air. It seems that there are many people standing closely in the air around, staring at us. If an ordinary person stands here, he will feel uneasy and extremely uncomfortable. But I've been used to it for a long time. Naturally, I also know that it's because the Yin in the funeral parlor is too strong. Laurie didn't want to go in, so she stayed in the car, and Luo Yang accompanied me through the side door. In the cold morgue, there was an iron bed standing alone, in front of which stood a tall policewoman. She heard footsteps and turned to meet us. I haven't seen her for many years. Zhang Xiaoai's lovely face has matured a lot, but those big eyes are more bright. It's just covered with black circles, and her face is very haggard. It seems that she hasn't had a normal rest for a long time. "Haha, I'm sorry. I'll ask you to make up for dinner in the evening." She spat at me with a smile. She said she was embarrassed, but I didn't recognize the taste of embarrassment, this naughty little girl. Before I could say anything, she pointed to the body on the iron bed and said, "this is the victim in the picture." Then he lifted the white cloth over it. I nodded and watched carefully. The body has been treated. There is a long suture on the neck. It should be left by the forensic. The blood of the dead has dried out, and they have been kept in the freezer for a long time. Their skin is white and beautiful, which looks a little creepy. His body from the beginning of the neck was neatly divided into two parts, the head of blood dripping, the neck is completely preserved under the pattern of the beautiful girl. I lowered my head and looked at the incision carefully. One knife, only one! And cut off the head of a living man. Naked - the exposed bone, without any burr and stumbling on the flesh and blood, has a very complete section. The weapon must have been long and terrifying. Even with my ghost and God cutting twin sabres, it's very difficult to do it. After all, there will never be a big living person who can't move, and if you want to cut the pattern so completely, it's impossible! Absolutely no one can do it. "The name of the dead was Wang Meng, who was just 15 years old this year. After his parents divorced, he had been a small gangster on the street. He had a criminal record of fighting and stealing for many times." Zhang Xiaoai stands aside and explains quickly. "On the day of his death, he just participated in a duel between a group of bad teenagers, and then went to the dance hall to celebrate. There is a small program in the ballroom. It turns off the lights for ten seconds every 12:00 p.m. and counts down the whole venue. " "According to the parties, Wang Meng was also on the dance floor, but there were many people at that time and he didn't stand together." "Ten seconds later, when the light came on, a scream came out of the crowd. Wang suddenly fell into the pool of blood, his head rolled out far away, and the blood flowed all over the place." "The ballroom manager was more experienced. On the spot, he directed the waiter and the security guard to block all the exits, and blocked the first scene." "When the police arrived, all the drinkers were there. Although the scene was trampled, it was still intact. But we found nothing but the white paper in his mouth, which said, "owl." Zhang Xiaoai said. "Did you find anything suspicious at the scene?" I turned and asked. "No." Zhang Xiaoai shook his head and continued: "We searched the scene carefully several times, and interrogated the people at the scene, including the staff in the ballroom, without finding any suspicious people." "Later, we called out the cameras installed everywhere, and found nothing." "The strangest thing is..." Zhang xiaoaidun said: "we took ultraviolet light and took photos of Wang Meng's victims for a long time. We didn't find any footprints and fingerprints left by the murderer." "Who are the people around him?" I continued. "Wang Meng is a little wave boy. He wants to be a girl when he enters the dance floor. There were just a few little girls celebrating their birthday that day. Wang Meng was crowded around them. When he suddenly fell to the ground, he was also the first one found by several little girls. " "We've repeatedly investigated these girls. They didn't know Wang Meng at all before. Even they came to the dance hall for the first time. They didn't look like murderers at all. In addition, one of the girls is still in the hospital for psychological treatment because of the excessive fright. " I nodded: "the means of killing is very clean, let alone a little girl, even a professional killer may not have this ability!"! What's more, if you cut off your head, the weapon must be too small, but you can't find any clues. It doesn't look like it was made by people... ""In this way, I have to make sure that you help me to prepare something." I ordered. "Well, you say." Zhang Xiaoai takes out the mobile phone record. "A little piggy, a basket of white radishes, a bundle of straw, and then go to the paper man shop to buy a paper man to come back and ask for a boy." As I said it, Zhang Xiaoai typed quickly and sent it out. "This is the third such case." Zhang Xiaoai put away her mobile phone and looked solemn. "Every time?" "Yes, they were all directly beheaded! According to the forensic judgment, it should be the same murder weapon. The two bodies are also in the morgue. " With that, Zhang Xiaoai opened the opposite freezer, clicked twice, and drew out two big iron beds. I leaned over and saw two teenagers lying on the iron bed. One had white hair and tattoos on his chest. There are several silver rings on the other nose and lips. Their heads and bodies are separated, and the scene is horrible. "Both of them are nicknamed prickly. After their parents divorced, their mother remarried, and their father spent ten years in prison. Another nickname is mangniu. Both parents died. " "They and Wang Meng have been forming cliques and doing all kinds of bad things. Only half a year ago, when they had some trouble with each other, they didn't get in touch with each other very much..." "The prick was found in a barber shop. The shopkeeper opened the door in the morning and found that the door lock had been pried, and there was blood flowing out. At that time, he called the police. When we went in, we found that the bayonet mouth was wide open and fell into a pool of blood. " Zhang Xiaoai said.
