At night, the Hunhe neighborhood is bustling with people coming and going, the sound of ups and downs of communication and music fills the entire street, and the colorful lights on the street illuminate the whole block.

The scar-faced man hung a toothpick, stepped on flip-flops, walked down the street with his hands in hand, and from time to time took some of the vendor's things, and flirted with the slightly elegant young woman, who was a hooligan.

Qiu Lan cautiously followed behind the scar-faced man, carefully observing the surroundings.

In medicine, wound decay is uncommon, and most of them occur after death without timely treatment, or when they become infected.

The infection may be caused by bacteria or chemicals, such as the Billy hydroxy cress in the oil drum case.

When she was picking up the old woman's mineral water bottle just now, Qiu Lan noticed that the wound on the man's foot was not red and swollen, nor did it have red spots, so she could rule out the possibility of bacterial infection.

So a person who lives in a suspicious area, and who has the same uncommon signs as the deceased in the case, is clearly related to the possibility of the case.

Suddenly, Qiu Lan decided that this man had nothing to do with this case.

Even if you are not a murderer, it is very likely that you have been in contact with the murderer, so you have come into contact with substances that can make the wound corrupt.

Passing through a few chaotic and crowded streets, the scarface snatched a bottle of beer from the interface store, then turned and walked into another dimly deserted alley.

He whistled as he played with the bottle in his hand and walked slowly inside.

At the end of the alley, the man turned into the road on the left, and Qiu Lan strode after him, observing his surroundings vigilantly.

I saw that after bypassing a few alleys, this man walked directly into a small dilapidated iron gate.

At the mouth of the lonely alley, gusts of cold wind were whistling, and this cold atmosphere made Qiu Lan feel a little afraid.

She took a deep breath, bit her red lip, and her heart sank suddenly, and she strode after her.

In front of the rusty iron door, she leaned cautiously against the wall, holding her breath and listening to the movement inside.

But there was no sound in this door except the undulating whistles and footsteps.

Qiu Lan, who was suspicious, tilted her head slightly, leaned against the wall, and quietly glanced inside.

It was like an abandoned factory, with a lot of large discarded machines, and the scar-faced man was in the middle of the factory, walking into it step by step.

Suddenly, Qiu Lan thought of a key clue to the oil drum mystery.

That rusted copper wire.

It would have been easy to find such copper wire in such an abandoned factory, and the instrument that caused the wound on the neck of the deceased man was probably something from the broken factory.

The suspicion of the factory and the scar-faced man is growing.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger.

Qiu Lan twisted her eyebrows, her eyes sank, and she quickly walked sideways into the iron door, turning around and hiding behind a large metal barrel.

The whistle echoed in the empty factory, and an inexplicable weirdness suddenly struck.

Qiu Lan, who was heavy-faced, tiptoed to the side against the wall, probing the situation in front of her through the gap.

The scar-faced man walked over to a table full of food debris with his beer, opened it, took a few sips, and hummed a little tune.

While he wasn't paying attention, Qiu Lan cautiously moved a few steps forward, wanting to take a serious look at the situation here.

Just then, another man walked through the iron door.

He was dressed in casual clothes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his delicate appearance was like a well-mannered scholar.

Qiu Lan, who was hiding on the side, cautiously observed his movements, circumnavigating the obscuration and avoiding his gaze.

At this tense moment, the air in the entire factory seemed to be frozen, Qiu Lan suppressed the sound of her breathing, holding her breath and concentrating, but she didn't expect that she didn't see a Coke can under her feet, and stepped on it.

Oops!

Qiu Lan gasped and tensed her body, the pupils in her eyes dilated a little in horror.

"Who! who's there!" the scar-faced man stood up with a frown, his brows furrowed, "Ah Hua, what's the situation?"

"I don't know, I didn't say anything. The man in the back stood stunned, warily surveying the situation around him.

He lowered his pocket, and stepped closer in the direction of the voice.

Qiu Lan, who was hiding behind the metal barrel, frowned tightly, her breathing gradually accelerated, and her heart was pounding.

The sound of approaching footsteps made all her nerves tense, and a dense sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Who's where? Get out of here. ”

At this moment, the scar-faced man walked directly to the wall, and with a cold glance, Qiu Lan's figure came into his eyes.

"Ah Hua, grab that woman!

It's been discovered!

In a hurry, Qiu Lan couldn't care about anything, so she directly propped up her body, pulled her legs and ran to the door.

But she couldn't outrun the man named Ah Hua, and by the iron gate, a strong and powerful palm suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"I still want to run!"

The man pulled hard, and Qiu Lan's whole person was dragged back to the dilapidated factory, falling heavily to the ground, and the work card in the bag also fell to the ground.

The scar-faced man strode over and stood in front of her, his eyes sank, "It turned out to be you, little girl, I let you go just now for the sake of money, and you even came with you." ”

He squatted down and stared at the person in front of him with a lewd face, "What?

"Viagra, do you know this woman?" the other white-faced man frowned, looking at the woman on the ground suspiciously.

"I don't know, but don't I know each other now?" The scar-faced man hooked his fingers and gripped Qiu Lan's chin tightly, a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You let go of me!" Qiu Lan shook her head vigorously and slapped the man's flirtatious hand away, "You don't talk about this, I just accidentally made a mistake." ”

Listening to her words, the scar-faced man laughed a few times, "No, no, no, you're not wrong, you're coming to the right place." ”

At this moment, the little white face next to him saw the fallen work card.

"Forensic Medicine Department of the Public Security Bureau, Forensic Qiu Lan. He read out the above words, and the expression on his face gradually became heavy, "Viagra, this woman is from the Public Security Bureau!"

"What!" The scar-faced man's brows narrowed suddenly after hearing his words, and his eyes instantly darkened.

The two of them looked at each other with meaningful eyes.

"You're actually a policeman!" the scar-faced man gritted his back molars, staring at Qiu Lan on the ground with angry eyebrows, and his voice was cold.

"Viagra, we, have we been discovered?" the little white face frowned and walked over to the scar-faced man's side and whispered.