The deceased was Raymond, Mr. Hult's most important apprentice.

He lay straight on the ground with his face facing the sky, his white shirt stained red with blood.

There was a large hole in the man's left chest, and a cut was made in the ribcage, and the flesh and blood were blurred inside.

The man's eyes widened with panic in his eyes, as if he had seen something before he died.

"Hang Team ......," Forensic Doctor He said, "The preliminary estimate of the time of death was an hour ago, and the deceased's chest cavity was dissected, and the heart was missing!" ”

"The heart was removed?" Shan Chenxun's face sank.

He stared at the bloody hole in the corpse and said, "There is a case in the Hult detective book that also has a heart ...... removed."

"Such an evil sect?" Hang Yifan squatted down, looked at the corpse, his brows knotted, "Is it a vendetta, or is it just imitation killing!?" ”

"Look here......" Forensic Doctor He raised the corpse's right hand slightly, and there was a string of numbers written in blood under the palm.

"3527......" Hang Yifan read the number, "what do you mean?" ”

"It should have been left by the murderer." Shan Chenxun observed that there was no blood on the deceased's hands, so it was definitely not written by the deceased.

"The murderer left it on purpose? What is the purpose? Hang Yifan couldn't understand the murderer's intentions.

"Hmph." Shan Chenxun sneered, "This murderer is very rampant, he deliberately left this string of numbers, no matter what the purpose is, he is not afraid of the police." ”

"Provoking the police?"

"Provocation is not ......" Shan Chenxun took a picture of the numbers on the ground with his mobile phone, and then took a picture of the corpse, and then got up, "But the murderer is very calm, and if you want to catch him, you need enough evidence." ”

Subsequently, the body was sent to the autopsy room, where forensic evidence was collected throughout the alley.

But the killer was cautious and found no evidence other than leaving this string of numbers.

"Team Hang!" A police officer stood next to a garbage can at the mouth of the alley and suddenly shouted at Hang Yifan.

Hang Yifan ran over and glanced at the trash can, which was quite clean, there was not much garbage, and there was a transparent plastic bag thrown on top.

There were two ...... in the bag Severed palm!

When Shan Chenxun walked over, Hang Yifan lifted the bag.

He shone it with a flashlight, and his severed palm turned black, looking like ......

"Is it Hult's hand?" Hang Yifan observed carefully, and the thickness of the severed palm fingers was normal, without swelling and deformation, which was very consistent with Hort's missing palm incision.

"It should be."

Hang Yifan immediately handed it over to his subordinates and asked him to send it to the forensic doctor.

After that, the police searched all over the alley again, but found no more.

Back in the car, Shan Chenxun handed over the phone to Su Jin.

"The deceased was Raymond, who had his heart gouged out ......"

"It's the murder method again!" Su Jin looked at the blood hole on the corpse.

"Scroll down......," the man gestured.

Su Jin flipped through a few pages, and the last photo had a string of blood numbers on it: "3527? Left behind by the dead? ”

"It should be the murderer."

"What do you mean?" Su Jin looked at the numbers repeatedly, guessing the murderer's intentions.

"Are you sure it wasn't written by the deceased?"

"The hands of the deceased were clean, not stained with blood, and definitely not written by him." Shan Chenxun can be sure of this.

"3527......" Su Jin silently recited these numbers, "Four digits, what does it represent?" ”

Shan Chenxun started the car and arrived at the hotel It was almost dawn.

In Su Jin's room, the two studied the case, and the man wrote down the clues he currently had on a piece of paper:

"The female assistant is in a lover relationship with Hult, and it is unknown if she has a husband......"