Scar Liu's death is very exaggerated, or rather, very artistic.

All the clothes on his body had been stripped off, and his entire body had been forcibly twisted into a standard circle with a diameter of more than one meter. The right arm, which is set aside separately, divides the circle into two areas in an S-shaped arc: the bloody and the bloodless. On the other half of the eyeball, which is almost invisible to blood, there is a cleanly washed eyeball, and in the other half of the area, which is surrounded by a "pool of blood", a ball about the size of the eyeball is piled up with white teeth.

The murderer, with the scar of Liu's corpse, posed a very bloody yin and yang gossip picture!

The question is, if the deceased remained in this state at all times, how did the investigators find that damn copy in his throat?

Zhen Shuai turned his head to Political Commissar Liu, but saw that he was also confused.

After pondering for a moment, Political Commissar Liu picked up his mobile phone, called up several photos of the scene that he had received in the morning, and then walked outside the house, called a policeman on duty, pointed to the photos on his mobile phone and asked, "What's going on? Has someone touched the body? Who else has been here before us?"

"The Forensic Section came once this morning, but left very quickly. Other than that, there is no one else!" This policeman is not very old, and when he saw Political Commissar Liu's serious face, he was a little nervous: "Leader, what's wrong?"

"You come with me!" Political Commissar Liu walked back to the room where the crime occurred with a calm face.

Wow, the little policeman only glanced at it, and spit out all the inventory in his stomach, and he only frowned when he saw Political Commissar Liu. With this virtue, I dare to come to the scene of the murder to be on duty, look at Zhen Shuai, just a middle school student, and he hasn't vomited yet. Of course, if Political Commissar Liu knew that Zhen Shuai had not only seen dead people, but also died once, I am afraid he would not have these thoughts.

Finally, when the little policeman who vomited so much meat and vegetables came to his senses, Political Commissar Liu asked with a dark face: "When the people from the forensic department left, the corpse became like this?"

"No, no", the little policeman looked panicked, "just an hour ago, I came in to take a look, why did it suddenly become like this?"

"Oh, you've been here an hour ago," Commissar Liu frowned, "Why? Also, what did the corpse look like at that time?"

"I'm sorry, I", the little policeman was a little embarrassed, and stopped talking.

Political Commissar Liu glared at him fiercely: "This is a murder case, don't you know how serious the problem of destroying the scene is?

"Don't, leader! I said yes", the little policeman sweated like rain: "My girlfriend is a detective fan and wants to see the scene here, so I secretly opened the video!"

"Nonsense!" Political Commissar Liu subconsciously raised his foot, but in the end he couldn't kick it down, "Fortunately, you are not Lao Tzu's soldier, otherwise you look good, get out!"

"Wait", Zhen Shuai grabbed the little policeman, "Is your video archived? Besides, you haven't said what the corpse looked like at that time?"

"The video was opened for my girlfriend to see, and even if there was an archive, it was on her phone. As for the corpse at that time, I took a few photos", the little policeman didn't know Zhen Shuai's identity, took out his mobile phone, and after finding the photo, he didn't show it to Zhen Shuai, but handed it to Political Commissar Liu.

Political Commissar Liu didn't raise his eyelids, and a cold snort came out of his nose: "To the wrong person, right?"

This closed-door soup, the little policeman was flushed, and hurriedly turned to Zhen Shuai, but because the direction changed too quickly, the center of gravity was not stable, and he stumbled directly, and the mobile phone came out of his hand. Looking at the whole series of movements, it was as if he suddenly twisted his body and threw out his mobile phone to smash Zhen Shuai.

The incident happened suddenly, and it was close at hand, Zhen Shuai didn't have time to make more judgments, so he subconsciously turned sideways and let the phone go. At this time, when the others were about to make a move, it was too late, so they could only watch the phone crash against the wall.

Poof, but the phone was inserted directly into the wall, not the fragmentation in common sense.

Zhen Shuai broke out in a cold sweat. Unexpectedly, this little policeman is still a martial arts master, and he has used his mobile phone as a hidden weapon! Fortunately, he didn't reach out directly to pick it up just now, otherwise he would ......

The little policeman obviously didn't expect this to happen, and after stabilizing his figure, he just stood there stupidly, unable to speak.

Guo Xiaolin saw that the little policeman's expression was wrong, so he walked to the wall and tapped his finger on the wall next to the phone.

There was a soft pop, and his finger actually stuck into the wall!

It was a slippery and greasy feeling, Guo Xiaolin didn't know what it was, and quickly pulled his fingers out.

Guo Xiaolin's fingers were stuck with some paste, but the color was not the gray and white of the wall, but between red and black, just like a blood clot after clotting.

Political Commissar Liu had also come over at this time, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he yelled at the little policeman: "Go, call, and call the people from your forensic department! Remember, everyone who has been to this scene must be called." ”

The little policeman glanced at the mobile phone inserted in the wall, and then secretly glanced at Political Commissar Liu, whose face was terrifyingly dark, but did not dare to step forward, and turned around and ran out: "King, King, borrow your mobile phone to use it!"

Guo Xiaolin took out a tissue, wiped his fingers clean, and then carefully pinched the exposed part of the phone with his fingers, and took out the phone with a gentle pull.

Zhen Shuai and Political Commissar Liu leaned their heads over.

The scar Liu in the photo is lying on his side in a neatly dressed position, his left hand is pressed on his abdomen, and his right hand is spread out in a "grabbing" shape, clasped to the ground, and his legs are only slightly bent...... It's very different from the posture in front of you.

Obviously, the corpse had been tampered with, and it took a lot of effort. Everyone knows that corpses will harden, let alone pose in such a pose that is difficult for a living person to make!

Moreover, if what the little policeman said was true, the "deformation" of the corpse was completed in less than an hour, and the two policemen on duty outside had to be unaware.

This is not something that ordinary people can do, and it is definitely a master of masters.

"Have you thought about it", Guo Xiaolin was the first to break the silence: "This corpse was put in this shape before we came." Could it be that someone left it for us to see?"

"Maybe, it's just a coincidence", Political Commissar Liu shook his head: "This originally didn't do your business with me, at most it was related to this little brother, but there was no need to come to the scene." Unless it's the magic stick that fools you, it's good to collude with others. But does he have the guts? At this point, it's not as simple as killing people. ”

"But this doesn't exactly explain Master Li", Guo Xiaolin saw that Political Commissar Liu's face was not good, so he had to swallow back the praise behind him.

"Little brother, what do you think?" Political Commissar Liu turned his head to Zhen Shuai.

"The good ones don't come, but I don't have a clue," Zhen Shuai shrugged, "Let's wait for the people from the forensic department to come!"