Rice Flower Hotel.

When Lin Xinyi and Belmode arrived at the scene, there was already chaos here.

The explosion frightened the people in the vicinity, and after the explosion subsided, people flocked to the scene.

Fortunately, the police officers of the Rice Flower Police Station reacted quickly, and they rushed to the Rice Flower Hotel in time to pull up the blockade, blocking out those who were watching the excitement and leaving all the suspicious people in the hotel at the scene.

And Lin Xinyi and Belmode crossed the blockade line, walked into the hotel, and bumped into Mao Lilan, who seemed to have been here for a while.

"Miss Maori, you're here too?"

Belmode frowned slightly:

There's a good chance that the bombing will have something to do with the organization, and if she could, she didn't want her Angel to get involved in anything related to the organization.

"Uh... Miss Chrissy. ”

Maoriland, as always, was a little apprehensive.

But it may be what Lin Xinyi said yesterday, as well as the care from Belmode, which she herself felt.

Therefore, Mao Lilan unconsciously overcame that tension, and his expression gradually became natural:

"Yes, I'm a member of the forensic class now."

"It happened to be a holiday today, so after I got a call from the Twilight Police Department, I rushed over from home."

Maolilan is now also the trump card of the forensic class.

Wherever a case occurs, the Metropolitan Police Department will notify her as soon as possible.

"I see—" Belmode thought for a moment, but could not find any reason to drive her away.

And Lin Xinyi didn't care so much, he directly entered the serious state of handling the case in his usual life, and asked Mao Lilan:

"Miss Maori, you arrived before us, tell me what you know."

"Hmm." Mao Lilan nodded: "I just got to know the police officers who arrived at the scene first:"

"The explosion occurred half an hour ago in the men's bathroom on the first floor, and one person was killed in the explosion."

"The identity of this person is uncertain, and there are no witnesses at the scene to know what exactly happened in the bathroom before the explosion."

"I haven't been to see the scene yet, and according to President Mantenga..."

"He received a threatening letter from 'terrorists' yesterday, saying that he wanted to plant a bomb at today's launch of his new work."

"But he thought it was a prank, so he didn't take it seriously."

"And now..."

It's really blowing up now.

"Was it a terrorist attack?" Lin Xinyi was a little surprised.

And Belmode, who was on the side, also unexpectedly raised his eyebrows:

If this was an enemy attack on a member of the organization, I don't think I would have sent a threatening letter to President Mantendo in advance.

Because the enemies who can oppose the organization have the same arrogant style as the organization:

Dropping bombs in the center of the city is a basic operation, and even if you don't open a helicopter to launch missiles, you can save face, where is the use of sneaking around, pretending to be terrorists to divert attention.

Not only is this unnecessary, but it can be a surprise.

Could it be that things are not the same as she feared... This attack has nothing to do with the organization?

"Let's go to the scene first."

Lin Xinyi directly proposed to investigate the scene.

Maolilan nodded, and habitually followed behind him.

"I'll go too." Belmode followed without a step: "I'm Lin Xinyi's senior sister... It can also help a lot in the autopsy. ”

"You..." Lin Xinyi hesitated.

But seeing Belmode's suggestive gaze, he could only agree to use his power for personal gain and bring her, an "idle person, etc.", into the scene.

And that scene...

The situation on the scene was very memorable.

"Gross-"

Mao Lilan covered his mouth after just one look, almost retching and vomiting his breakfast.

Even though she had seen countless corpses, and even experienced autopsies, she couldn't bear the nightmare scene in front of her:

I saw that between the shattered rubble, on the torn and peeling ceiling, there were scattered fragments of human bodies that could no longer be broken.

And in the center of the scene, there was still a person lying down.

He could be called a man.

All that was left was two twisted and broken human legs, a pile of unspeakable minced flesh.

The torso and arms were all "gone", and it was not hard to imagine that they must have been shattered, turning into the flesh that everyone saw at first sight, splashing on the floor, walls, and ceiling.

The head, shoulders, and one palm were still intact, but they flew out far from their thighs.

"It's... The power of the explosion was really big. ”

Lin Xinyi's expression was a little unnatural:

To be honest, since he joined the work, he has not participated in the investigation of any explosion cases at all.

The reason is simple...

The law and order in the country is so good that such sensational cases rarely occur.

Therefore, Lin Xinyi only learned the relevant knowledge of investigating and handling bombing cases when he was in school, and he had no practical experience.

Occasionally, I have handled cases that can barely be related to explosions, and it is also a safety accident such as a truck tire burst and a car explosion, which is far less tragic than what we see today.

And he knew it when he was in school...

In the textbooks of forensic professional courses, among so many teaching photos that truly record the condition of the corpses at the scene, only the accompanying picture of the section on "Bombing" is the most delicious.

After seeing the tragic image of the human body after the explosion, Lin Xinyi truly understood how great those soldiers who dared to brave the fire on the battlefield were.

So, let Maoriland see such a sight...

It's amazing that she can hold on and not throw up.

"Are you okay?"

Belmode gently patted Maolilan's back and asked with concern:

"If you can't stand it, let's go outside and rest."

"This kind of scene is still too cruel for you."

Her tone was very sincere.

And she really didn't want her Angel to see this kind of filthy picture.

But Maoriland remained strong:

"No, I can."

"The dead have suffered so much, how can I avoid it because I am afraid."

"Okay," Belmode sighed softly.

And her gaze quietly crossed over to Maolilan, looking at the head lying in the rubble of masonry, barely intact:

This is the head of the agave.

There is no doubt that the members of their organization were killed by the bombing.

"The tequila was really blown up."

"It's still complicated."

Belmode leaned into Lin Xinyi's ear and whispered.

She seemed to be sighing, but she was actually reminding Lin Xinyi of the identity of the deceased.

Because she knew in her heart... Even if Lin Xinyi didn't have amnesia now, he wouldn't know agave.

"Hmm..."

Lin Xinyi pretended to nod indifferently, indicating that he also knew that the situation was serious:

"I'll get to the bottom of it as soon as I can."

"The head, shoulders, palms, thighs and below are fairly intact."

"The entire torso was blown to pieces."

"It's a typical blast wound."

Recalling the knowledge he had hardly used since he had learned it in the textbook, Lin Xinyi carefully analyzed the scene:

"The splinter wounds are strong evidence for speculating about the point of the explosion, which is where the center of the explosion was located."

"The fact that the human body can be shattered to such an extent indicates that the deceased was very close to the bomb at the time of the explosion."

"And only the torso and crotch were blown apart, and the head, shoulders, and calves were barely intact, which means..."

"The center of the explosion, where the bomb exploded..."

"It's in 'mid-air', very close to the torso of the deceased, 'mid-air.'"

He analyzed it in detail.

"This..."Mao Lilan thought about it, and immediately followed Lin Xinyi's train of thought and made a guess:

"You mean, the dead were like those terrorists on TV, strapped bombs to their waists, and then launched suicide attacks?"

"Nope." Lin Xin shook his head consciously: "This is not a suicide attack. ”

"Why?" Maolilan asked curiously.

"Uh..."Lin Xinyi was suddenly a little embarrassed:

Why? Of course, it was because he knew that the dead guy was a cadre of the organization, not some terrorist who had come to carry out suicide attacks.

It's just that now that Belmode is present, it is inconvenient for him to tell the truth.

"Just think about it..."

"When terrorists carry out suicide attacks, they will seek to kill as much as possible in order to create an atmosphere of terror and achieve certain demands of their own."

"And if this deceased person is a terrorist..."

"He even risked his life, it wasn't just to die with a men's toilet that no one was around, right?"

There is really no way, Lin Xinyi can only explain his statement from the perspective of reasoning.

But Mao Lilan, who used to be the most convinced of reasoning, had an opinion:

"Not necessarily..."

"Perhaps, the deceased didn't actually want to hurt other people's lives, but just wanted to use this shocking way to win the attention of society and the media?"

"If there is no evidence, there is no way to determine that he is not a suicide bomber."

Mao Lilan used his own way to govern others, and Lin Xinyi was caught off guard.

His gaze became more and more embarrassed:

Evidence is the main principle, supplemented by reasoning, which is the basic principle he taught to Maolilan.

But now he can't do it himself.

No way, there are no eyewitnesses to this case, and no one knows what happened to Tequila before her death.

And to find evidence from the scene and restore the truth, Lin Xinyi ... It's a bit overwhelming.

He had never done such an explosion case, and it was not so easy to find evidence just by relying on the extremely limited knowledge of the explosion scene that was barely returned to the university teacher.

"This, uh..."

Lin Xinyi was hesitating, and on the side, an unexpected voice sounded firmly:

"The dead are not suicides."

"It was he who killed him, and besides, I've found evidence."

It was Belmode who spoke.

With her gloved hand, she found a fragment of the rubble and stumps of the masonry and severed limbs.

It was a fragment of a suitcase, and it was a leather near the suitcase switch.

"See?"

"This piece of suitcase is welded with wire that has been blown up."

"This is the 'pull wire' that triggers the explosion."

"And if you look closely, you can see damaged batteries, springs, wires, and fire pipes..."

"There's no doubt that it's a pull-out bomb."

Belmode talked about the knowledge of explosive devices, and then came to a conclusion:

"This explosive device, as long as a certain force is applied and the pull wire is pulled, it can trigger an explosion."

"So, here's the problem—"

"If it was a suicide attack, the bomb was prepared by the deceased himself, and he could have opened the box and pulled the bomb directly with his hands."

"Why did he go to the extra mile to weld the cable that triggered the explosion to the inside of the box?"

Unconsciously, Lin Xinyi and Mao Lilan listened attentively.

Belmode, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy the kind of attention that the two students had thrown at him, with admiration.

Well... Especially the gaze from Maoriland.

Being looked at by the angel lady with such adoration, this witch with a thousand faces, whose heart had long been cold, unconsciously felt a kind of happiness that she had never felt before.

As a result, Belmode's voice quietly became powerful:

"The killer welded the pull wire to the inside of the box, and there was only one explanation:"

"That's why he set up a trap in this box."

"As soon as someone opens the box, the carefully laid cable is stretched and detonated."

"In other words, it's a trap at all—"

"This suitcase is a treacherous mine."

"The deceased was blown up."