Mountain Temple, Li Canghai alone in the temple to take a closer look.

In his previous life, he liked the detective series of novels and movies the most, and the person he admired the most was the famous detective in history, Di Renjie.

If it weren't for the accident, he would have been interning in the police department's criminal investigation major by now.

This can be said to be the first real detective in his life, and he is really a little excited to think about it.

At the scene of the crime, some villagers poured into the temple, but they did not tamper with any objects, so the scene was not damaged too much.

Li Canghai walked to the window and first carefully observed the next two windows.

Both windows had bolts horizontally, and as Di Huai said, the windows were locked from the inside, and there were no signs of being picked.

The temple is not big, it can be said that there is an unobstructed view, and the entrance is the shrine, except for the shrine and the offering table, there is nothing else in the whole temple.

The perfect room murder case!

Li Canghai pinched his eyebrows, Xindao encountered this kind of closed room murder case for the first time when he solved the case, and the difficulty coefficient was too high.

In front of the offering table was a puddle of congealed blood, with a clear line of footprints in the blood.

Li Canghai asked the deceased, and the footprints were consistent with the shoe prints of the deceased, which means that these were the footprints left by the deceased.

This made him a little puzzled, from the scene, it seems that the footprints were stepped on after the blood flowed out, could it be that the deceased walked to the blood water after his head was cut off?

According to the scene, the deceased was lying in front of the bloodstains, but the footprints on the bloodstains were close to the offering table, and the bloodstains were still facing the direction of the door, and Li Canghai became more and more incomprehensible.

From the situation at the scene, he could determine that the footprints appeared after the blood, and it seemed that the deceased himself walked in front of the bloodstains.

But how can a dead man move on his own?

Li Canghai had a headache, he was sure that the mute was the murderer, but he couldn't find any evidence to prove it.

Judging from the scene of the crime, it is simply incredible, if he hadn't determined the identity of the murderer, he would have suspected that the unjust soul of the deceased was at fault.

Li Canghai leaned on the threshold and fell into contemplation, as a materialistic young man with a higher education, he naturally would not believe what the ghosts and gods said.

The scene is simple and straightforward, and it can be seen that the murderer's methods are very skillful.

The first time he investigated the case, he encountered such an opponent, which immediately aroused Li Canghai's competitive heart.

Taking a deep breath to keep his mind clear, Li Canghai lifted his spirits and threw himself into the scene investigation again.

Since the murderer can kill people, it means that the murderer entered the temple, but how did the murderer get in?

Li Canghai carefully observed the structure of the temple, the four walls are made of boulders, and there is a triangular beam on it, the beams are very clean, and it seems that people often clean them.

At this time, a broken cobweb caught Li Canghai's attention, and he immediately found a ladder to climb up.

There is very little dust on the beams, so it stands to reason that there should not be cobwebs.

Li Canghai crawled on the beam of the house and searched back and forth several times, but he did not find even the corpse of a mosquito, which shows that the cobwebs should not have been formed for too long.

Just as he felt strange, a spider silk suddenly hung down from the beam above his head, and a spider was falling in the air in a circle.

Li Canghai stared at the spider, feeling déjà vu, and after a while, he suddenly remembered that this was the same species as the spider he had seen on the mountain.

"Strange, how could a spider in the mountains run into this temple?" Li Canghai felt strange, he casually pressed his hand on the beams of the beam, and said to himself.

Suddenly, his fingers felt a hint of something strange, and Li Canghai hurriedly looked at Liang Zhu.

This beam is located in the middle of the beam, which is used to support the upper Xuan, and is about the thickness of the mouth of the bowl.

The beams and columns are made of ordinary poplar wood, which is not very special, but if you look closely, you will find that the beams and columns have a half-circle of downward slope and deep strangulation marks.

Li Canghai touched the strangulation marks, seeing that the traces should not have been formed for a long time, he secretly guessed whether the strangulation marks would have anything to do with this case.

Climbing down the ladder, Li Canghai fell into deep thought again.

Now all this is confused, what is the murderer's murder method, and where is the murder weapon and the head of the deceased, this is an unsolved mystery for Li Canghai.

Everything has its own reason, and Li Canghai is convinced of this sentence, in the process of solving a case, some things that seem to be unrelated to the facts of the case often play a vital role in the case.

Li Canghai then searched carefully, and sure enough, he found similar strangulation marks on the outstretched left arm of the mountain god statue.

What is the connection between the two strangulation marks at a similar height, but separated by a distance of five or six meters?

Li Canghai climbed to the front of the statue of the god, half lying on the platform, tilting his head and pondering.

In front of the shrine is the blood stain, and the footprints on it are very clear, and the blood water passes again, which is where the deceased is lying.

Li Canghai looked at everything in front of the Shentai, and then looked up at the two strangulation marks, trying to connect the things in front of him.

After pondering for half an hour, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a spider hanging from the beams of the house.

The spider was still spinning silk, and the slender silk thread hung on the beam, and it didn't look like it was spinning, but like a spider being hoisted.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Li Canghai's mind, and a guess came to his mind, and he hurriedly jumped off the altar and ran towards the outside of the temple.

"If this guess is correct, it will explain why the footprints and corpses of the dead are such strange phenomena!"

At this point, it was already nightfall.

In order to verify his guess, Li Canghai took advantage of the night to run to the temporary mortuary hut and carefully checked the body of the deceased.

By the faint light, he found a bluish purple mark on the deceased's arms and shoulders, as if it had been scraped by a slender object.

Li Canghai breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart was indeed like this.

However, another problem also arose, Li Canghai wanted to walk out the door at the same time.

may have been too focused, he accidentally tripped over the threshold, and the whole person suddenly fell and gnawed on the mud.

"Oops, fortunately I wasn't seen, otherwise it's really a shame to open the door for my son, and I'm ashamed to get home." Li Canghai grinned and got up and muttered to himself.

Turning around and scolding the unlucky threshold, Li Canghai inadvertently glanced at the threshold, a footprint left by himself, and suddenly thought of something, and he jumped up directly.

Returning to the mountain temple again, Li Canghai became more careful, he banged around the statue, and was very busy.

However, as time passed, the excitement on Li Canghai's face gradually faded, and his brows tightened.

Under the moonlight, Di Feng trotted all the way, still holding a few steamed buns in his hand.

"Childe, it's already night, you haven't eaten yet, I'll bring you some food." Di Feng stuffed the steamed bun to Li Canghai and said.

Li Canghai smiled at him gratefully, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten for a day.

Di Feng glanced at the somewhat gloomy mountain temple, and shivered involuntarily.

"Childe, have you found any eyebrows?"

Li Canghai nibbled on the steamed bun without a bite, nodded and said, "I already know the mystery of the deceased's footprints, but ...... There is a crucial question that remains unanswered. ”

"Childe, tell me about it, what's going on?" Di Feng seemed to be very interested, and asked eagerly.

Li Canghai thought about it, anyway, he had to say these sooner or later, so he said: "It's actually very simple, the deceased has been moved. ”

Di Feng's eyes widened, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Li Canghai saw that he was puzzled, so he changed his statement: "The deceased was originally lying in a pool of blood, and later the murderer used some props to move from the pool of blood to the edge of the pool of blood. ”

Di Feng scratched his head, still unable to understand.

Li Canghai took him into the temple, pointed to two strangulation marks, and then pointed to the location of the body, and said: "After killing the deceased, the murderer used ropes and the like to pass through the arms of the deceased, and then pulled the deceased from the pool of blood here. ”

Di Feng looked stunned, and he said suspiciously: "But, why did the murderer do this?" ”

"This is the mystery of the footprints, and the murderer did this by using the corpse to cover up his alibi." Li Canghai chewed a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, and then said: "If my guess is correct, the murderer should have put on the shoes of the deceased, and then retreated here step by step, thus escaping from the temple." ”