"Besides, let me add that...... Although there is not much blood spattered, if it were not for this towel, there would be a lot of blood flowing!" Qiao Ying said.

Yang Tang glanced at her when he heard this, and said, "You are not talking nonsense, there are many capillaries in the head, and if you break it, you will not spray it but it will keep rising, and the towel just plays a role in sucking blood." ”

The simplest example, in boxing, one of the players has a broken eyebrow bone, and then it is bleeding all over his face, which looks quite scary, but in fact, it is enough to sew three or four stitches on the brow bone.

Qiao Ying heard Yang Tang's analysis and wanted to say something, but Liu Fengtian sank his face, raised his hand to silence, and said: "Okay, okay~~ Don't talk about the two of you, Xiao Qiao, if you finish inspecting the scene, go back as soon as possible and make a report! Brother Yang, you have also seen the current situation, are you interested in joining our case handling team?"

Qiao Ying had no choice but to leave.

At the same time, Yang Tang shook his head and said, "I'm not interested for the time being...... You know, where we are now is more than ten floors, and I have also looked at the window of this toilet a few times, but there is no trace, so this case is obvious, and it can almost be concluded that the people in this building did it, and it is likely to be acquaintances, because outsiders are very male and have a good grasp of the victim's toilet time, so hey, the object of suspicion should be a closed circle, even if the most stupid method is used, one by one, it will not delay too much, right?"

Liu Fengtian was silent, he obviously had deeper considerations.

Yang Tang continued: "My senior sister and I Shangguan only found the victim, and the possibility of the murderer should be ruled out!" Between the words, he found that the middle girl and the beautiful woman in the dress were looking at him with resentment, he hesitated for a moment, and added one more sentence: "The two of them go to the toilet for a quarter of an hour and half an hour, and they should not be murderers, after all, the deceased's blood clotting time and liver temperature can be used to eliminate them!" Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Qiao Ying at the door of the toilet cubicle, and asked, "By the way, Forensic Doctor Qiao, what is the liver temperature of the deceased?"

Qiao Ying glanced at him and didn't make a sound.

Yang Tang was noncommittal, but Shangguan Mingxin was a little angry, and muttered: "It's just a temperature, if you don't say it, don't say it, what are you dragging!"

Hearing this, Yang Tang couldn't help but tug at her, and whispered: "It's okay, there are many people here, don't say it's the right choice." Having said that, Yang Tang felt that it was not the best choice in his heart, because when he glanced at it just now, he found that there were many people looking outside the gate of the toilet, and even the policeman at the door was almost not blocked.

According to criminal psychology, unless a true madman, there is a 73 percent chance that a murderer will return to the scene of the crime after a murder, and this probability decreases with the number of murders the murderer has. To put it simply, the guy who kills for the first time will be very concerned about the actions of the police, but as he kills more and more times and kills more and more proficiently, such a murderer's sense of awe of the law will become more and more indifferent, and even ignore, and even produce a behavior pattern of going his own way, he kills him, and the police solve the police case, these are two parallel lines.

In fact, in the era when there are not so many cameras in the city, and the detection methods are not so scientific, many uncomplicated serial homicide cases have become old unsolved cases, which is not actually incompetent by the police, nor is it that the police's methods of solving the case are not clever, but because the murderer's murder methods are becoming more and more sophisticated, and there are fewer and fewer flaws, coupled with the media's repeated reports and analysis, it is unknown to indirectly help the murderer make up for some of the negligence in the crime, and then the murderer's serial murder and the police crime scene inquest almost became "Tom and Jerry" The realistic version may really be like the movie staged, where the police rub shoulders with the murderer and don't know it.

"Twenty-seven .5 degrees ......"

At this time, Qiao Ying came over and whispered to Yang Tang, and glared at him evilly after speaking.

Yang Tang rolled his eyes, twenty-seven and a half degrees, indicating that the time of the victim's death was two and a half to three hours ago, and he had already reluctantly judged this from the degree of coagulation at the time of the question, so what he wanted was not the answer to the liver temperature, but wanted Qiao Ying to say the liver temperature out loud, he said the time of death, and then observed the micro-expressions of the onlookers at the door, so that he might be able to find out the clues of the suspect, but the forensic doctor is the forensic doctor, and Qiao Ying was quite professional in the inquest scene, but she was not very clever in fighting wits and courage with the suspect, and naturally she would not think of Yang Tang's twists and turns。

"The time of the victim's death should be within three hours, Brother Yang, do you have any ideas?" asked Liu Fengtian.

"What can you think...... Yang Tang tilted his head and said noncommittally: "But I did think of a situation......

"What's the situation?"

"When you get rid of the people in the building, you also add the people who have recently left the building. Yang Tang said.

"Departing?"

"Yes, those who have left their jobs in the last week or two, such a guy is also suspicious!" Yang Tang pouted, "This TV station is also half a political axe organ, right? I think Lao Liu should know the security work in the agency better than me, right? In addition to those secret units, even if you have a sub-bureau below, sometimes the person who should be verified is an acquaintance, and there are also omissions!"

Liu Fengtian was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I understand what you mean, do you mean that those guys who have just left their jobs take advantage of the opportunity of people to sneak back and kill people?"

"It's very possible!" Yang Tang spread his hands and said, "Of course, the key is to find the motive for the crime, after all, as long as the motive for the crime is clear and why the murderer killed the victim, then the murderer's locking range can be smaller, and it can even be accurate to a few people." ”

"Motive for the crime?!" Liu Fengtian glared, "I still want you to teach this?"

", I've got a game here!"

"What game?"

"Flower Appreciation Poetry Contest...... I'll go, I won't tell you, I've been out with my senior sister for a lot of time~~ Hey, senior sister, are you okay? Is your stomach still hurting?" Yang Tang was a little confused between his words, and he finally remembered what Shangguan Mingxin was doing in the women's bathroom.

However, Shangguan Mingxin was so frightened by the murder scene that the abdominal colic disappeared.

"My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, but、But I still want to relieve ......"

"Then let's go upstairs to the bathroom. With that, Yang Tang took Shangguan Mingxin and planned to leave the women's bathroom.

Liu Fengtian told from the side: "You two should go to the competition first, but you have to go to the bureau to make a record after the game." ”

"Understood. ”

When they arrived at the no-man's land outside, Yang Tang and Shangguan Mingxin both breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at each other and smiled. When the two of them returned to the team after going to the toilet, a member of the team said, "Where did you two go? Just now, the person in charge came to take the roll call, and when I saw that you were not there, the fire was too big!"

Yang Tang raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Then the person in charge, where is he now?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm looking for you, after all, it's the second half now, and the ten groups have just finished the competition!"

Shangguan Mingxin was really startled by these words, there were only sixteen groups of people in total, and when she and Yang Tang left, they were only in the third group, why was it already eleven groups in a blink of an eye?

At the same time, the front desk.

"Ten thousand trees are frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and alone. In the deep snow in front of the tree, a branch opened last night......"

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"There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity. Sunset poems are full of snow and ......"

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"The rabbit garden is the standard order, and it is the plum when it is shocked. When the frost is on the road, the snow is like the cold and the ......"

Obviously, this group of contestants is writing poems with "plum blossoms", and they are all good, and they have produced several B+ level ancient poems one after another. It's a pity that only two people were selected to advance in a group, and it was difficult for the judges and guests to have more talented players.

After that, there were 12, 13, and 14......

It is worth mentioning that although Yang Tang and Shangguan Mingxin are numbered more than sixty, they are arranged in the fifteenth group. Not only them, but in fact, except for the first group, the numbers of all the remaining contestants were completely different from the rehearsal when the official rematch was rehearsed, and they were all disrupted.

Yang Tang didn't know what the specific situation was, but he felt that as long as he didn't change, it would be fine.

"Thank you for the 14 groups of contestants, thank you...... Now let's invite the next group of players, the fifteenth group to the stage!"

Hearing the voice of the hostess Qingqing, the guy in charge of the queue came out of nowhere again, and shouted in a voice that was almost anxious to pee his pants: "Who, who's here?"

When Yang Tang heard this, he guessed that most of them were saying that he was following Shangguan, so he hurriedly responded and said: "It's coming, it's coming......"

"Then hurry up, fifteen groups, enter! enter, enter, one by one!"

So the fifteen groups of players rushed in, passed through the corridor, and went straight to the front desk. Yang Tang and Shangguan Mingxin fell at the end of the team, and when they passed by the person in charge, the other party's eyes were round, and they almost swallowed them alive.

Reception desk.

After all the members of the fifteen groups stood at their respective tables, Qingqing repeated the lines for the first time: "Please look at the big screen, the topic of this group ......"

The director team put the title on the screen in a timely manner, and the first word that appeared was two words, peach blossom.

This flower also caused an uproar among the audience, because there are not many ancient poems about peach blossoms circulating in this life, and even fewer modern poems.

"It's actually this topic, I'll go to it~~ It's so difficult!"

"I really didn't expect it to be so unpopular!"

"God of the Eh, who came up with this question, it seems that he wants to kill this group!"

"What a hell to kill, there are two promotion places in each group......"

"No, if I'm not mistaken......"

Unlike the reaction of the audience and the judges, Yang Tang breathed a sigh of relief after seeing "Peach Blossom". Because of the five major flowers of ancient poetry, peony, plum blossom, peach blossom, lotus, chrysanthemum, in addition to peony, among the other four flowers, the ancient poems of peach blossom are the second most, the chrysanthemum is the least, and the lotus is the third, so Yang Tang only needs to pick a ready-made poem from his memory in his previous life should be enough to deal with the present.

The second act also came out: "Poetry requirements, ancient and modern." ”

"Hehe, this genre is broad......"

"It's best to write modern poetry!"

"Who says it's not, if you write ancient poems, there is no good reference, how can you write it for a while!"

"That's right, in fact, the ancient poems made by the previous contestants have been used for reference, but there are very few ancient poems that write peach blossoms, which is ...... Tsk!"

………

No matter what the audience discussed, after asking whether the contestants understood the question, Qingqing said: "Okay, let's give the fifteenth group of players a few minutes to think, please time." ”

Two minutes passed in a flash, Shangguan Mingxin's face was not in a hurry, but she kept glancing at Yang Tang.

For the scanning of his gaze, when it came to Yang Tang's level, it was quite sensitive, so he turned his head to look at Shangguan Mingxin, and did not speak, but raised his eyebrows, which was regarded as a response to Shangguan Mingxin.

Shangguan Mingxin saw his expression, hesitated for a moment, and then pointed at herself with her finger, and made a gesture of "writing". Yang Tang was noncommittal and made a gesture of "please".

The two pointed on the stage, and some of the audience below began to coax the seedlings. Qingqing conformed to the public opinion, and said with a needle: "I don't know what the sixty-two female players and the sixty-third male players are doing?

Shangguan Ming waved her hand vigorously when she heard this, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, secretly grateful to Yang Tang, and wrote: "Who is the spring breeze for, butterflies are suddenly full of grass." The eyebrows are frosted and the peach blossoms are beautiful, and the bones are green and beautiful. Since she was the first to write, it was not long before the content was displayed on the big screen.

Yang Tang looked at the big screen, and then completely understood the meaning of Shangguan Mingxin's gesture, it turned out that she wanted to borrow the poem that she accidentally hung on her lips to get by, and she couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

At the same time, two more contestants began to write, but when the content was printed on the big screen, it was all very ordinary modern poems. Yang Tang shook his head and said: "Modern poetry is good, but it's not your way of writing!"

"Okay, now the remaining two players, No. 81 and No. 102, have also started to write. Qingqing was commenting as the camera changed on the big screen, "At present, there are only sixty-three players left...... Yang Tang hasn't started writing yet, hasn't he thought about it?"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Tang had already dipped his pen in ink, and the pen walked on the large snow-white answer paper, and soon wrote four lines of poetry: "In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

As Qingqing couldn't help but finish reading the whole poem, the judges, Mrs. Yuling and Ji Zisheng, the two old people, couldn't help but stand up and applaud non-stop: "Good, good poem, good quatrain!"

The remaining three judges, Chu Ke and others, also immediately stood up and applauded, among which the poetess Cha Wan repeated the chant: "The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze...... Well, it's so good to use flowers here!"

More than five judges, more than two-thirds of the 100-person guest group stood up and applauded, and a male guest said into the microphone: "I have to say, this is the best ancient poem about flowers I have seen in the semi-finals tonight." ”

Qingqing saw that the scene was shaken, and asked at the right time: "Then this guest gentleman, the highest score is with you, what kind of score do you plan to give this poem?"

"Naturally, it's a perfect score, one point!"

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