Chapter 333: Chronicle of Youth 35

Criminal Investigation Brigade.

The director threw a pile of materials on the table and looked at Gao Zhengyi, "This is already the fourth unsolved case this month. ”

Gao Zhengyi picked up the information and flipped a few pages, and after reading the information of the deceased, his eyes paused, and he secretly said that it was not true.

The same means of committing the crime, the deceased had a similar professional affiliation.

"Director, I can basically confirm that these murders were committed by serial killers."

The director tapped his fingertips on the table, his expression serious, "If we don't solve the case, the public panic will spread further, and the latest instructions from the city will only give us a week." ”

Gao Zhengyi nodded, "The Forensic Section has already gone to collect evidence, this time the deceased was found in a sealed room, and there will be more information about the traces left by the murderer." ”

The director softened his expression slightly, "The task is tense, the opponent is cunning, and I want to tell everyone, be sure to lift your spirits, and strive not to let innocent people die again." ”

Gao Zhengyi replied, "Yes." ”

On the other side, Qingdu District, a low-rent house on the outskirts of the city.

Xiao Ran carried the box and followed behind Qianwan, on the narrow staircase, covered with dust and cobwebs, and the smell of decay came from the corner.

There are some unsightly small advertisements on the wall, and you can see three or two scantily clad women sitting in the doorway around the floor.

Qingdu District is a famous red light street, and there are a lot of dark prostitutes hidden in this area.

The first time he entered this kind of place with strong implications, Xiao Ran couldn't help but take a deep breath and continued to turn into the corridor without squinting.

Walking to the corner room, the sunlight in the closed environment could not penetrate at all, and only a little flickering building light remained.

A cordon was drawn on the door, Qianye pursed her lips coldly, put on plastic gloves, crossed the cordon, and pushed the door open.

"Ahh

A bunch of flies flew out head-on, and Xiao Ran screamed to block his snort.

Qianwan walked in, her brows furrowed, "The temperature in the house is a bit strange." ”

Xiao Ran put the box on the ground and poked out the dried blood marks on the ground, "It's a little strange, in this way, it should speed up the process of deposition of her corpse spots." ”

Qianwan nodded, "Well, the time of death recorded by the information transferred to the Forensic Department before should be wrong, at this temperature, the time of her death will not exceed three days." ”

Xiao Ran clenched his hands, they and the murderer, the time to leave......

It's closer.

The air was filled with rancid odors, mixed with the complex smell of cheap perfumes.

The furnishings of the room are almost unobstructed, and you can see the predicament of the owner of the house.

Qianwan looked around and said coldly, "Look at other places." ”

Xiao Ran nodded, "The informant lives next door, and he said that he smelled the wrong smell when he was drying clothes." ”

Next to the balcony is the kitchen.

The deceased was found in the kitchen with drag marks on the floor, and the marks ended in the bedroom.

Such a trajectory, such an intimate space.

It shows that there should have been an intersection between the murderer and the deceased, and the relationship may even be closer.

Qianwan glanced at the trash can in the bedroom, picked up the opened avoidance sleeve with tweezers, and put it in the sealing bag.

"Looks like I need to apply for an autopsy."

Xiao Ran nodded.

"No......" Qianwan glanced at the bedroom again, frowning.

"Huh? What's wrong? Xiao Ran let out a puzzled voice.

"The bedroom, bathroom and kitchen, all without so many flies, but the doorway ...... Wrong. ”

Qianwan immediately returned to the living room, followed the direction of the blood stains on the wall, and finally pointed to the sofa.

Pushing the sofa away, Xiao Ran only felt a chill down his spine.

Dense flies stuck to the edge of a painting under the sofa.

The buzzing sound lingered in his ears, and Xiao Ran's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Section Chief...... The dead woman in this painting ......"

It was exactly the same as the previous deaths.

(End of chapter)