By the time Lin Yuan hurried back, the bureau had already been busy, and before Lin Yuan could ask what to do, Yang Pan had already come over. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's go to prison." Yang Pan put on his coat as he spoke, turned his head and called Wei Zhuang, the three of them went downstairs, and met Zhu Wei and Li Jinfeng's forensic team, the two teams just nodded to each other, and then got into the car.

"How's the photo matter going?" After Lin Yuan got into the car, he turned his head and asked Yang Pan, who was sitting in the back seat, this time it was a police car driven by a colleague in the same group, and the colleague who drove the car was surnamed Guo, a trainee police officer, and everyone called him Xiao Guo.

"I heard that the TV station was invaded by the virus, and we don't know much about this aspect, so we have already released three groups." Yang Pan said softly, "Because Huang Mao's case was solved by our second group before, so the above asked our second team to go to the prison." ”

"Is it really dead?" Lin Yuan asked again, originally thought that such a picture was just a spoof, after all, now that PS is so powerful, it is possible to make any picture.

"Well, we have already called the prison, originally they reported to the West District Police Station, but after coordination, the case was directly put into our group, and the West District Police Station will fully cooperate with our investigation." Wei Zhuang spoke softly, said a string, and raised his arm to support his chin in a contemplative motion.

Lin Yuan also slowly sat up straight, leaning lazily close to the back of the chair, and began to recall the photo on the electronic screen, only remembering the blood, unable to remember any details.

Huang Mao is a death row prisoner, he should be held in solitary confinement, and no one should be able to enter the prison to kill him, so he is most likely to commit suicide.

But why did he kill himself?

Lin Yuan couldn't understand why a person who was about to be executed, every breath of air he breathed was very precious, why couldn't he think of committing suicide?

Even if you commit suicide, you still carve words on your face, making your flesh and blood blurry.

The most incomprehensible thing is that photo, who hacked the TV station's system and inserted this picture, Huang Mao actually has accomplices!

"Get out of the car." Yang Pan reached out and pushed Lin Yuan's shoulder, thinking about his thoughts.

Lin Yuan hurriedly got out of the car, waited for the forensic team and forensic team to arrive, and then went to prison together.

There are two prisons in LA City, and the men's prison and the women's prison are separated, so this is the first time Lin Yuan has come to the men's prison.

"Death row inmates are all held on the third floor, and above them are execution chambers and some other studios," the prison guard who led the way introduced the structure of the prison to several people, "The second floor is a general cell, this time should be the time for prisoners to be outdoors, because of this incident, we have adopted a contingency plan, and now we have all locked them in the room." ”

The prison guard said and took everyone to an elevator, and then saw him take off the access card from his waist and scan it on the elevator, after a "drop", the up and down buttons of the elevator showed that they could be pressed, and the prison guard pressed it, and then let go of the way, and let Lin Yuan and others enter the elevator first.

The inside of the elevator is all glass, that is to say, standing in the elevator you can clearly see the outside, when the elevator passes through the second floor, outside the elevator is the duty room of the prison guards, and the attendant inside will raise his hand to salute the elevator.

The prison guard who led the way also returned a salute.

"This elevator can't stop on the second floor?" Zhu Wei asked.

"This elevator is only on the third floor, and it is also the only entrance and exit on the third floor, and in order to ensure safety, the elevator is all non-marking glass, and the duty room on the second floor can clearly monitor who is in the elevator."

Only then did everyone notice that the elevator really only had two number keys, 1 and 3.

"Does everyone have the access card to open the elevator?" Lin Yuan's gaze gently swept towards the card bag on the prison guard's waist.

"No, only the prison guards on duty that day can pick up this card at the logistics department, and they can't take it out."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, and just as the elevator opened on the third floor, he didn't continue to ask, and followed everyone out of the elevator first.

The whole third floor feels very closed, and the surrounding walls are all covered with cement-gray iron sheets, giving people the feeling of walking into an airtight iron box.

Lin Yuan's gaze couldn't help but stop on the surrounding row of vents.

If, as the prison guard said, the entire third floor can be accessed except for this monitored elevator, then this should be equivalent to a secret room, and the surrounding exhaust vents, although each size is no more than 5*5 cm, but after seeing alien beasts such as hydra and sea dragon, Lin Yuan feels that it is not impossible.

"There are sixteen of them, eight here and eight in the back." The prison guard seemed to see Lin Yuan's speculation, and stood aside and began to explain, "These vents are not large enough to pass through anyone, and there are steel railings behind the ventilation, all of which are welded to death. ”

"Well, let's go see the corpse first." Lin Yuan had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and glance at the colleagues around him, and everyone walked inside along the corridor again.

The execution chamber was sealed with iron sheets, and even if there was a window for delivering food, it was locked outside.

Yellow Fur's cell was the second on the right-hand side, and he died in his room.

The scene was not destroyed, and when everyone entered, they saw Huang Mao lying on his side on the bed, his eyes slightly open, and the blood flowing from the scar on his forehead fell down his cheeks on the sheets, which had already dyed a large area of blue and white striped sheets red.

Zhu Wei and Li Jinfeng have already started to work, and Lin Yuan, Yang Pan, Wei Zhuang and others have also begun to check around.

There were no windows in the cell, not even a vent, but there were some slits of less than a centimeter above the iron door, presumably to evoke them.

There is a lone toilet and a sink in the corner of the wall, and there is not even a mirror, and there are no bath bombs and showers.

And in order to prevent the prisoners from harming themselves or digging tunnels to escape, there is no metal in the cells, not even the toothbrushes are soft rubber, not to mention the faucets and toilets, all plastic.

"Chamber of Secrets." Wei Zhuang glanced at Lin Yuan, gently tugged at the corners of his mouth and said.

On weekdays, everyone will discuss some criminal investigation TV series or novels when they get together in everything, and the secret room can be said to be a big hit in the criminal investigation theme.

Lin Yuan just nodded slightly, and then turned to look at Zhu Wei and the others who were examining the corpse.

"Did you find the murder weapon?" Lin Yuan asked.

Zhu Wei turned around and sent the evidence bag in her hand to Lin Yuan, "This!" ”