The Underworld Detective

We came to the city museum half an hour later, and the incident occurred the night before yesterday and has been closed since yesterday morning. Rather than stealing, that fox-eye was a robbery, because the killer killed three security guards.

“Kill, that might be a little inaccurate.” Yellow peach frowned.

“What do you mean?” I asked in confusion.

“I'll show you something and you'll see. ”

We walked into an empty museum, facing the gate was a miniature model of the ancient city of Nanjiang, one to a hundred high restorations. To be honest, I was too busy to visit, and for the first time I walked in with no one in my life, there was a little excitement in my mind.

I said, "Where's the body? ”

“No, you don't have to do an autopsy this time. Do you want to go to the crime scene?” Huang Xiaotao asked.

“Of course!” I nodded.

We went straight to the Extinct Biological Exhibition Zone and placed a huge glass cupboard between the booths of Chinese rhinos and sickle-winged chickens, containing models of Mongolian blue-eyed foxes made by energy craftsmen, dozens of foxes hunting for food, watching the wind, and playing in the grasslands, with different statues and vivids.

Three meters away from the glass cabinet is a separate booth to show that eye.

The eyes were soaked in formalin, and the sign below wrote some introductory words, the last line of which reads: "This exhibit was provided by Mr. Song, a citizen of good will”.

But now that this eye is gone, a finger thick tempered glass has been broken, and the debris has fallen all over the floor, surrounded by a circle of white rope.

Huang Xiaotao: “According to preliminary analysis, the glass was broken by cylindrical blunt instruments. We found a fire extinguisher under the window, which should have been the one that smashed it. ”

I frowned: “Was the alarm triggered? ”

“Triggered! But the security guard on duty at night died, so no one called the police, and nobody heard it outside.” Huang Xiaotao sighed.

“I remember that eye soaking in formalin, already broken, and even stealing it didn't make any sense.” I'm a little confused.

Sun Bing said: "Perhaps this eye means something special to the killer! ”

“Fans of Bigeye Fox?” Huang Xiaotao: “Or the murderer didn't know. ”

“Let's take a look at the body first! ”

I was more concerned about this than about the stolen items, but Huang Xiaotao said, "No, the closed-circuit television in the hall was still running, so I took a picture of the deceased when he died. ”

Speaking of which, I noticed that Sun Bingxin beat a chill and his face became unnatural. Is this a special video?

We came to a security room, and the chief of security was here, and he came up and he said, "Comrade police, have you caught the king? ”

“Little King?” I was surprised: "It's very efficient. Have you locked the suspect in yet? ”

Huang Xiaotao shook hands continuously: “Nothing, I'll explain this later, please play the video. ”

When I mentioned the word 'video’, the chief was also a little overwhelmed, which made me more and more curious! He operated on the computer for a while, and soon a picture came out, and I sat down, and the image was in an empty hall, and the image was slowly moving from left to right, and the camera had its own swing function.

Huang Xiaotao pointed to the floor plan on the wall and said: “The picture is in this position.” It's very close to the front door, and to the right is the security room.

“Brother Song Yang, look, look.” Sun Bingxin shook my shoulder and kept pushing.

I turned my head and saw a middle-aged man in a security uniform. He looked like he saw a ghost. He sat on the floor with his ass paralyzed, moving back on the ground, his hands kept waving, and his face panicked!

The image swung to the left, but nothing in that direction.

Huang Xiaotao explained softly: “This is the first victim, security guard Jia. ”

Jia climbed up with his hands and feet and fled in panic towards the hall. Suddenly he stopped, as if there was an invisible door behind him clamping his clothes. He grabbed them with his hands and pulled them hard.

Although there was nothing behind him, it seemed that Jia took a great deal of effort to break free, and even because of his inertia, he fell and ran away, disappearing to the right of the image.

Huang Xiaotao turned off the video and switched to another one.

In the second video, it was still Jia, only Jia jumped onto the window deck and crashed into the glass with his shoulders and arms, looking back, his expression panicked. That window was obviously pushed to both sides, but he seemed to be losing his mind. Hard students smashed the glass with their arms and then broke it out. Because the first floor of the museum was taller than the road, it was about a meter outside, and Jia fell out.

The scene was silent, but judging by Jia's mouth, he was shouting!

Huang Xiaotao switched to the next video.

This gaze was taken by a camera in the back yard of the museum, where a flagpole was raised and Jia fled in panic. I noticed several scratches on his body, apparently broken by a broken glass, and then he jumped on the flagpole, hitting it with a shake due to his overweight.

Jia's legs climbed the flagpole, his hands kept alternating, climbing up, and the naked flagpole itself was extremely difficult to climb. He slipped down five or six times along the way. He climbed so hard that his body kept shaking and his shoulder was quickly soaked with sweat in a large triangular area that we all pinched a sweat for him.

The whole process was extremely long, with one side of Jia climbing and one leg kicking down, as if there was something invisible there. As he climbed about five metres from the ground, Jia suddenly lost his balance and his body leaned back, waving his hands constantly trying to grab the flagpole.

Sun Bing screamed consciously and covered her mouth with her hands, although she had already seen the video.

Jia finally failed to grab the flagpole and fell straight from five meters high, as if I had heard a chirp. He broke his neck, stalled on the ground in a strange position, motionless, his eyes stared at us indifferently, his face gradually grew as pale as paper, and the reflection lining in the night appeared incredibly strange.

After watching, no one in the security room spoke for a long time, and there was a strange and quiet atmosphere where everyone could be heard breathing. I looked at the lower right corner of the video, and Jia died at 9: 45 that night.

Huang Xiaotao took the lead in breaking the silence, and she shook her head and sighed: "No matter how many times I've seen this image, it's all so frightening. ”

“Yeah!” I nodded: “The deceased Jia has been acting as a 'unicorn opera', as if he was trying so hard to escape some monster he thought he'd come up with, he unfortunately fell to death... By the way, does this person have a history of drug addiction? ”

Huang Xiaotao wrapped his finger: “Drug addiction, alcoholism, sleepwalking, these three possibilities have been ruled out. ”

The great confusion filled my heart and made me feel a long defiant excitement, and I waved: “Let's not discuss the cause of death, but continue watching the video of the other two victims! ”

Huang Xiaotao: “In the next video, the suspected murderer was filmed. ”