When I woke up, I heard Bu Chip say that Professor Kang was dead, and I suspected that I had joined forces with Wu Laosi to do it.

I scratched at my messy hair and tried to calm myself: "Have you ever wondered if it were me, what the motive would be? "There must always be a motive for killing, not to mention that it is a common person like me, how can it be as common as eating to kill people.

He glanced at me, lit a cigarette, asked someone to come in with a copy of the paper, and threw it next to me, with no joy or anger in his voice: "According to the entry and exit records of the research room, the last person who went in was at three o'clock in the morning, and that person was you." Our conversation ended at about half past two in the morning, and then you went in again, for what? Speaking of motivation, Professor Kang's research materials are all missing. ”

I took it and quickly flipped to the page of the entry and exit records of the research room, and after three o'clock in the morning, my name was written on it. How can it be? I haven't been out since I came back with Abang last night, could it be that someone used my magnetic card to enter the institute.

I turned around and rummaged through the backpack, what the hell, the magnetic card was lying in it, if I lost it, I could shirk it, but now that it's here, it's really ironclad evidence that I've killed someone.

"I'll say it first, I didn't kill people." I turned around, spread my hands, and raised them slightly above my head, my life was at stake, this is not a joke, "This magnetic card is indeed with me, but it may be that the real murderer has invaded your access system and framed me." If you can dismantle all the surveillance, you can't be a fool who keeps the entry and exit records. ”

If he doubts it again, I can't do it, it's all my words, there is no evidence, and it is indeed me who caused trouble first, and it is my name written on the entry and exit records. Thinking about it, Abang is estimated to have been charged. Seeing that he didn't speak, I picked up the text and continued to read it.

The autopsy report said that there were no fatal injuries on the surface of the body, but there were many subtle wounds, as if they had been bitten by something; bleeding from the corners of the eye, of unknown cause; A small hard object pierced the back half centimeter of the thumb and toe, piercing the corpse about three millimeters; Extreme shock before death, excessive adrenaline secretion, cardiac arrest; Anatomical examination showed that the myocardial cells were damaged by different processes, and the myocardium was mixed with rose-colored blood spots. So, Professor Kang was scared to death?

I pointed to my face and asked Bu Chip helplessly: "You say, with my face, can I scare people to death if I go out?" ”

He glanced at me, took another puff of his cigarette, and took a long time before he let out a puff of mist: "Even if I believe it, no one else will believe it, all the organization wants is an explanation." ”

I cleaned myself up right away and asked him to take me to the institute to see, not because I don't believe in other people's professional investigation capabilities, but because things happened to me, if I don't go to see it in person, I always feel at ease, and I can't let me carry the black pot for nothing, right?

When I opened the door and went in, I saw that these Germans were all unkind and wary, and they really regarded me as a murderer. I have such means, I can scare people to death, how can I bear you?

Yesterday, in order to see me and Abang, Bu Chip removed most of the bodyguards in the corridor, leaving only a few necessary precautions, which gave the murderer an opportunity to take advantage of, looking at it this way, this murderer must be an insider, and he is quite familiar with the location of the monitoring here.

The research institute is still the same, and some other research has been moved to another place to continue, and it seems that the investigation is not over yet, so there will be no traces of this place for the time being.

As soon as I entered, I faintly smelled a fishy smell, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I didn't feel well.

The entire circular research room was not damaged, and there were no traces of a fight around, but the real platform was turned into a mess, and the instruments were scattered everywhere.

I lay on the ground to see if there were any clues, and I smelled the smell stronger, so I asked Bu Chip if he had any fishy smell. Near the contours of the corpse, under the test bench, I saw a strange pool of transparent slime, and the stench came from it, and it smelled like a fishmonger's farm.

"What is this?"

He leaned down and said, "Maybe it came out of a vessel." ”

Many of the containers on the real yàn platform were overturned, apparently by the murderer when he was looking for the real yàn count jù and the results record. But could this puddle of slime really be in these containers?

"You'd better have someone look up the ingredients of this thing."

He looked at me and sneered, but didn't speak. I threw it almost reflexively, and it happened to touch the hand of the slime, and he was so disgusted that he dodged away: "Mr. Yang really looks like a detective." ”

Hmph, you've forced me to leave without a way out, let alone a detective, what else can't I do?

I crawled in the real yàn for a long time, and I didn't find anything special, and I heard Bu Chip say that the stolen text was related to our trip to the desert this time, and once the number was lost, our safety would not be guaranteed.

I don't understand what it takes to go to the desert to explore a risk, but thinking about it, it's also a no-man's land, and it's very likely that there is no return, and I am relieved when this information is lost.

"The ingredient test has come out." If you want to say that this group of Germans, the efficiency is quite high, and it didn't take long for the test results to be sent, and I took it and said that the ingredients were mostly mucopolysaccharides and hyaluronic acid, what was that? When I was in school, I didn't learn chemistry well, and I was not sensitive to this thing at all, and I regretted it a little, so why didn't I just ask what it was and what ingredients it was? Isn't this intentionally blocking yourself?

I handed it back to Bu Chou: "Do you know what this thing is?" ”

He glanced back at me and threw the test results on the table, "Not sure, but fish all secrete similar mucus." ”

This real yàn room fish farming? Or is this Professor Kang studying the mucus on the surface of fish? I sat cross-legged on the floor, biting my fingernails, and began to analyze the situation I was getting so far.

The murderer entered the institute at three o'clock in the morning, less than half an hour after we left, not only cut off all surveillance, but also hacked into the access record system, used my name, entered the institute, scared Professor Kang to death, stole the research number, and left such an inexplicable puddle of mucus on the surface of the fish.

The front may be reasonable and feasible, but the back one is too mysterious, and Professor Kang is so bold? The taste of being scared to death is definitely uncomfortable, and that puddle of slime must have something to do with the murderer. Moreover, it is worth caring that there are so many people who have access to magnetic cards, why do you have to pretend to be me, I'm a newcomer, who is to provoke anyone.

Remembering what the autopsy report said, there were traces of bites on the corpse, could it really be Ayou? But what about the lost data? Although Ayou is smart, he will not have the consciousness to steal research materials. Is there someone who controls it?

A figure flashed in my mind: Bailiyou! Ayou only listened to Bailiyou's words. Thinking about it, I don't think it's right, Bai Liyou's life and death are uncertain now, maybe he is still in the Lishan Underground Palace.

"How is it, Detective Yang, do you want to continue to investigate the scene?"

I looked up, and Bu Chip was "greeting" me from a high position, and the smile on his face couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a purely good show expression.

I know what it means to stand and talk without backache, dare to love this life is not on his back, whatever you want, just give the above a result. However, since it is related to the trip to Taklamakan and looking at his solemn expression before, the situation should be stricter than I imagined, this Professor Kang may still be the leading soul of this research institute. If that were the case, I would have to wash away my grievances.

Out of the institute, I went back to being under house arrest, forget it, this time it was for a reason, I was the most suspicious, of course they had to keep an eye on me.