The Underworld Detective

I stared at the screen, my heart could not calm for a long time, Sun Bing said: “The third victim, Zhang, died the longest time, he cut his own stomach with a knife, then kept squeezing his small intestine! I squeezed all the faeces and undigested food out of it, and then I was in a coma for about four hours after losing too much blood... I watched the scene and didn't even eat my lunch. ”

With such psychological qualities as Sun Bingxin, he can also be disgusted. I expect ordinary people will see him throw up the dinner the day before.

I shrugged, “The way the three dead die is different, but it's essentially the same again. How on earth did this happen? ”

Huang Xiaotao suggested, "Want to go to the scene? ”

“Yes!”

We just got up, and the Chief of the Security Section came in, holding a large carton in his hand, full of security personnel files. I thanked him, picked up the three victims, looked at them, and said, "Which one of you was the king? ”

Huang Xiaotao told me that this was the case. Wang was one of the guards on duty that night, and then disappeared, and the area monitors he patrolled were all covered up and nothing was filmed.

More importantly, the area where Little King patrols happens to be the exhibition area where the Fox Eye is located, so the first police officers who came to investigate listed Little King as an important suspect.

“Peach, what's your opinion?” I asked.

“I think he may be a bought inside man, but definitely not a murderer.” Huang Xiaopeach analyzed.

“How is the monitor blocked?” I continue to ask.

“Let me show you. ”

Huang Xiaotao pulled out a video on the computer, and suddenly something flew from the corner of the surveillance, very fast, and the whole picture went black, "We found some glue on these monitors to stick the glass to," Huang Xiaotao said, suspecting that they were using slingshot and other tools to put a piece of glue bomb on the monitor. ”

I was surprised: "I remember the camera position in the hall was so high that I could walk through Yang with a slingshot, and this guy must have been very smart. However..."

“What?”

“If he can get rid of this camera, why don't he get rid of the other cameras, or did he consciously show us those weird images?” I squinted.

Dynasty Aid inserted the following sentence: "Perhaps it is too late, at least there are more than 200 monitors in the building. ”

I shook my head: “It was only nine o'clock at night, until dawn, and there was plenty of time, maybe he just felt unnecessary. ”

I glanced at the floor plan on the wall, picked up a pencil, circled the location of the fox-eye exhibition area, and sequentially marked where and when the three security guards were killed, so I could see.

Jia Liang, who was on duty at the entrance, obviously met the killer the first time, and then the killer went to steal something. Although he avoided the camera extra cautiously along the way, stealing something had to be exposed below, which is why the camera was scrapped.

I guess the alarm should have sounded at this time, the killer rushed towards the exit direction, encountered the second deceased Li He on the road, was photographed by the camera confronting Li He, then Zhang He.

Staring at the floor plan, I suddenly found out that the killer killed every single security guard. This reminds me of Li Wenjia's means. Even those who are stronger than the iron ones will win when they are alone with Li Wenjia!

Is it possible that the killer has some kind of 100 percent means of killing alone? So he didn't care if he was seen or not, he fled the scene, met a security guard, killed a security guard.

Huang Xiaotao nodded: “This is consistent with the restoration process we had at our previous meeting. ”

I waved: “Let's go, let's take a field look and see if we can find anything... Song Xingsheng, help me get the tools out of the car. ”

We first came to the place where the second victim, Li, met the murderer. The scene was trampled on by people who often came to the scene. I couldn't see anything anymore. I looked up, the space in the hall was spacious, and the scent of soul could not be used.

I looked around with the eyes of a hole, I didn't have much hope, I didn't expect to find a scratch on the base of a booth that wasn't easily perceived, like some kind of sharp instrument.

I asked Song Xingsheng to come and take a look at it, and he said, "This shape looks like a sharp knife blade. ”

I used to cut and observe marks on all kinds of materials with knives, which obviously weren't cut out and should have been wiped out. Strangely, the angle is horizontal. What kind of weapon would have a horizontal blade?

I couldn't figure it out, so I stopped thinking about it for a while, made a gesture to Huang Xiaotao, and said to go to the next place to see it.

We went to a place where Zhang had committed suicide, and the blood on the ground had been cleaned up, but we could still smell the faint smell of blood in the air and the stench that was characteristic of the gut.

I asked Huang Xiao Peach, "Why clean up the blood? ”

Huang Xiaotao shrugged helplessly: “It wasn't us, it was the nasty new curator who did it, he said the floor was Australian feather falling, very expensive, and would deform if soaked with blood for a long time. I emphasized not to move the scene anyway, but he asked someone to clean it up while we were away, so I didn't want it. ”

I sneered, "Is there any suspicion in this man? ”

Huang Xiaodong said: “I don't think so. At the time, I was holding on to him and scared him all blue. He exasperated me with a little anger. ”

The blood was dragged and washed, which is troublesome, but my coroner's umbrella has a flap that allows me to see the layers of blood through phosphorescence, and I say to Sun Bingxin: "Sun Bingxin, I need some phosphorus. ”

“White phosphorus or yellow phosphorus? ”

“Whatever. Better be white phosphorus in the human body, but I don't think you can get that one... That's right, Peach, circle this place up and don't let the cleaner touch you again.” I am particularly reminded.

Sun Bingxin said there was a chemical store nearby, and she went to buy white phosphorus.

We looked at the place where the first victim met the murderer and died. When he arrived in the backyard, Huang Xiaotao shouted. A circle of cordon that had originally been surrounded under the flagpole had disappeared and the blood had been cleaned up.

“Bastard curator, don't say hello to me and go live without permission!” Huang Xiaotao spoke ill.

She dialed the phone, but nobody answered it. Huang Xiaotao was angry: “Don't answer the phone? Obstruct the police, I'll have to call him later! ”

I grinned even: “This guy is really strange, the murder that happened in his unit, not actively cooperating at all, also messed up the police. ”

“Oh, no!” Huang Xiao Peach said with impatience.

I said, "But you don't have to look here. The deceased's death process is clear enough in the video. I'm more concerned about the area. ”

“Brother Song Yang, the white phosphorus is here. ”

Looking back, Sun Bingxin walked in with a bottle of medicine, and I said, "Let's go, phosphorescent bloodshed! ”