"Yes." Shan Chenxun looked at the glass, the red wine mixed with a bloody smell, the taste was unpleasant and pungent. ", the murderer also put his eyeballs in the cup, the difference is that he didn't put the wine."

"It's also in the refrigerator......" Su Jin reminded, at this time it was very certain that the murderer was imitating the murderer.

"What?" Hang Yifan was confused by what they said.

"A collection of detectives written by Hult." Shan Chenxun explained, "These two murders are similar to the plot in China, especially the eyeballs in the cup. ”

Originally, he still had suspicions, thinking that it might be a coincidence, but when he saw this cup, he began to believe that it was not a coincidence.

"Parody plot killing?" Hang Yifan is a little incredible.

They handed over the cup to the forensic examiner, inspected each suite, and when the police officers recorded the confession, Hang Yifan came to Shan Chenxun's room.

He roughly flipped through the book and frowned, "It's similar, but is it possible?" ”

The two deceased are very close to the way they died in the book, but Hang Yifan thinks it may just be the same.

"Gouging out the eyeballs, cutting off the hands, the severed hands were left at the scene of the crime, but Holt's hands were missing." Hang Yifan browsed again.

"The hands left behind have become clues......" Su Jin stood by the window, the murderer was very clever and had studied the book.

"Whether it's a parody or a coincidence, this case is mostly a vendetta, and the murderer must have known Holt, maybe even someone very familiar." Hang Yifan patted the book, got up and said goodbye, "If there are any clues, I will inform you." ”

He walked to the door, opened the door, and turned back to Shan Chenxun and said, "Shan team, come together?" ”

"Without authorization, it's not good for me to participate, right?" Shan Chenxun knows the rules.

"I have the right, come on, I want to learn from Sherlock too......" he chuckled.

Shan Chenxun did not refuse again, and returned to the presidential suite on the top floor with him.

In the hallway, a subordinate is recording statements from two male assistants and Holt's apprentice.

Hult has a lot of apprentices, and the two he brought this time are the most important to him, Raymond is in his fifties and is a well-known forensic doctor in country Y.

The other, a slightly younger, 45-year-old Saul, is a professor at the Y State School of Forensic Medicine and is also the vice president.

The two men were very sad and had solemn expressions, especially Raymond, with red circles under his eyes and tears in his eyes.

"Rebecca is gone, Master, he's in a bad mood, he didn't sleep well all night last night, and he said that he went out for a walk this morning, and no one was allowed to follow. I read the speech in my room, and I haven't been out of the house......" Raymond held his head in his hands, looking annoyed, "I should have accompanied him!" ”

Raymond speaks American English, he is a native of M, he is honest, stocky, and has reddish-brown hair.

The police officer's English proficiency was limited, so Hang Yifan took over and questioned him personally.

"What time did he go out yesterday morning?"

"It's about six o'clock." Raymond recalled, "He was unwell lately, he needed to take medication, he took it every seven or eight hours, and he went out after taking the medicine at six o'clock. ”

He gave the master the medicine, so he remembers it very clearly.

"You've been in your room until now?"

"I heard a lot of noise outside, and I knew that something had happened to Master!"

"Today...... No, yesterday ......" Hang Yifan looked at his watch, it was already past twelve o'clock, "You didn't look for him during the period when you found his body at six o'clock yesterday morning?" ”

Saul lowered his head, he was a native of Y country, and his personality seemed to be a bit muna: "I called him......"