Wen Yiqian carefully observed the corpse, he roughly guessed what the pervert did to the corpse, and felt sick in his heart.

"Was it the first thing you found out?" He turned his head to look at Xiao Zhang and asked.

"That morning, as soon as I came to work, I saw that the corpse's clothes had all been cut open." Xiao Zhang's face was cold, "I went up to check the situation, and I found that the body had been molested." ”

"It stands to reason that pervert can do all this silently." Wen Yiqian's face showed a little doubt, "What to do to the corpse quietly, and deal with it afterwards, it should be difficult to be discovered."

After all, no one would have to check the condition of the corpse very often. ”

He paused, frowning slightly, "But why is that guy so blatant?"

What kind of performative personality is it? ”

There is too little evidence at present, and Wen Yiqian is completely confused.

"This is the only corpse that has been desecrated?" He thought for a moment and asked again.

"After that, I examined all the bodies here." Xiao Zhang nodded, "Only this corpse has traces of being molested." ”

"There are so many corpses here, why did you choose this one?" Wen Yiqian had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Are you the only one guarding this place?" He pondered for a moment and continued.

"It's just a morgue, do you need two people?" Xiao Zhang pursed his lips.

"But if there is no rotation, there should be no one here for a long time, right?" Wen Yiqian didn't care about the other party's attitude, and said suspiciously.

"I work from 9 a.m. to 8 p.m." Xiao Zhang explained impatiently, "After 8 o'clock in the evening, there will be no one here. ”

He paused, "But the door is equipped with a combination lock, and ordinary people can't get in at all."

Even if there is no lock, how many people dare to enter the morgue at night? ”

"So, that guy probably came in after 8 p.m." Wen Yiqian thought about it as he walked inside.

There is also a small room inside, which should be Xiao Zhang's lounge.

In the room, there is a computer, a small wooden bed, and some bits and pieces, which look quite cluttered, but there is nothing strange about it.

For a while, there were no other clues.

In this way, we still have to start with the corpse.

That pervert specifically attacked this corpse, maybe it has something to do with the corpse?

"This body used to be a hospital patient, right? Can you take me to his primary doctor? Wen Yiqian thought of this and pointed to the corpse.

"You go ask someone else, I don't know anyway." Xiao Zhang shrugged.

Wen Yiqian looked helpless.

Subsequently, he and Wu Mengan went to find someone from the hospital.

Of course, Wen Yiqian's current body is very weak and should not move around too much, he is in a wheelchair, pushed by Wu Mengan.

Although I feel like a disabled person, it's a little weird, but it's a little cool inexplicably.

Through the people in the hospital, Wen Yiqian saw the attending doctor of the corpse.

The doctor's surname is Zhu, he is about thirty years old, tall and thin, with a Chinese face, wearing glasses, giving people a feeling of not smiling.

"Doctor Zhu, what disease did the deceased die of?" Wen Yiqian got straight to the point.

"Malignant tumors." Dr. Zhu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a look of regret.

"And do you know anything about his relationships?" Wen Yiqian asked again.

"We doctors have no right to intervene in the patient's family affairs." Dr. Chu shook his head.

"I mean, have you ever seen anyone who is close to him?" Wen Yiqian said, "For example, during his hospitalization, did anyone often visit him? ”

Doctor Zhu shook his head solemnly: "He has a very withdrawn personality, he doesn't seem to have any friends, anyway, in my impression, no one has come to see him."

He paused and added, "Of course, I am not always by his side, and maybe sometimes others come to visit him, but I don't see it." ”

"Oh." Wen Yiqian asked a few more innocuous questions, and did not disturb the other party's work anymore.

"What do you think about this?" He turned his head and glanced at Wu Mengan behind him.

"The only people who know the code on the morgue door are the doctors and nurses here." Wu Mengan said bluntly, "That pervert is very likely to be among them." ”

"This hospital is so big, there are so many doctors and nurses, where to start?" Wen Yiqian frowned.

Wu Mengan couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yiqian looked puzzled.

"I just don't think it's your style at all." Wu Mengan smiled.

"My style?" Wen Yiqian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Before he knew it, he was back in traditional detective mode.

First, he went around looking for people to interrogate, then collected evidence little by little, and finally reasoned to find out the real culprit.

Wen Yiqian himself is just a street writer, not a real detective.

He simply doesn't have the rich detective experience of others, nor does he have the keen intuition of others.

It can even be said that there is no reasoning at all.

This caused Wen Yiqian to wander around like a headless fly, but there was no useful progress.

It's like a martial arts cheatbook, handed over to a grandmaster with extraordinary martial arts, then he can naturally easily comprehend the essence of it.

And to a Xiaobai who has never practiced martial arts, unless he is talented, no matter how hard he cultivates, it will not have the same effect as a grandmaster.

Experienced detectives are like grandmasters, and Wen Yiqian is just a fledgling novice in investigating and detecting cases.

Therefore, he used other people's old methods, and it was impossible for him to have the same effect as others in any case.

In the performance mode, why can he easily see everything?

Brain intelligence is one thing, and on the other hand, it is because of the ability to think outside the traditional framework and look at people and things from a new perspective.

At this moment, Wen Yiqian actually had a feeling of sudden realization.

Now, if he doesn't want to rely on the performance model to solve the case, then he can't investigate the case according to the traditional model.

You have to build on your strengths and avoid your weaknesses and find your own way.

"I don't know how to reason, but I'm good at making up stories." A smile appeared at the corner of Wen Yiqian's mouth, and his eyes gradually lit up.

His performance mode, all along, is to imitate the character of the male protagonist.

That's because the male protagonist in the book is the character he is most familiar with, and he is the easiest to substitute.

But in fact, when Wen Yiqian wrote a book, he would imitate every pervert he wrote and speculate on the psychology of the other party.

"So what I have to do now is ......" Wen Yiqian's eyes were brighter than ever, "bring in that pervert, restore this story, and then ...... Find him! ”