"Poof," Su Ping didn't hold back: "The ghost doesn't want to lose face, bite his toe?" ”

The corners of Xun Mu's eyes twitched: "Okay, you old Su, there was originally a bit of a gloomy and weird atmosphere, but it was completely destroyed by you." ”

Su Ping shrugged: "Just tell the truth." ”

After a pause, he looked at Yan Zhongxin and asked, "Are you sure that there are no fatal injuries on this deceased?" ”

"Nope." Yan Zhongxin shook his head and said, "That puncture on the foot is nothing at all, and there are indeed no signs of poisoning...... Of course, whether he was scared to death or not, or how he died, there is no way to arbitrarily draw conclusions now, it is just a guess, and I have to go back and check it again. ”

Su Ping bowed his head slightly.

Yan Zhongxin took a general look at the wardrobe and said, "The wardrobe is relatively messy, it should be all he is messing around with." In the end, his head was slightly raised and looked up, maybe Yao Chugui had just opened the wardrobe at this time.

I saw Yao Chugui's head in the closet, and then I saw Yao Chugui open the wardrobe, and I just happened to see a knife raised and slashed at Yao Chugui, I didn't catch my breath, I was scared to death, it's not impossible. ”

As he spoke, he rummaged through the young man's body and pulled out a small jar from his pocket.

"Budesonide formoterol powder inhaler?" Yan Zhongxin raised his eyebrows slightly: "He has asthma?" ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and turned over the deceased's eyelids and lips, and raised the deceased's hand to look at it, and then said: "The presence of slight cyanosis in the palpebral conjunctiva, lip mucosa, and nails is not obvious, which is indeed a sign of asphyxia, and may be due to sudden death due to cardiac arrest caused by asthma." ”

Su Ping took the medicine and looked at it.

Yan Zhongxin saw it and explained: "This drug is also commonly used in asthma medication, but it is relatively not as common as albuterol sulfate and salmeterol ticasone, and is mainly used for the need for a combination of inhaled corticosteroids and long-acting β2......"

"Stop." Su Ping hurriedly stopped: "My brain hurts when I hear these names, except for asthma patients and you guys who study medicine and forensics, I'm afraid few people remember it clearly...... The point is, to confirm that this young man has asthma? ”

"It could also be chronic obstructive pulmonary disease." Yan Zhongxin said.

"Anyway, it's a respiratory disease, right?"

Yan Zhongxin nodded.

"Okay." Su Ping returned the medicine to him and said, "Hurry up and check the system, and then go to the kitchen to have a look." Chi Lekui also has multiple stab wounds on his body, and there may be many valuable clues. ”

"Oh." Yan Zhongxin responded, squatted down and began to investigate.

Lao Wei has already surveyed it once, so he doesn't have much work on his side, he just needs to do some forensic medical examination and find biological evidence.

After a few quick looks, he took someone to the kitchen.

At this time, Qi Yuan also returned.

"How?" Su Ping turned his head to look at him: "Do you understand?" ”

"Hmm." He nodded and said, "Actually, there aren't many clues, and the security guards don't know much." ”

After a pause, Qi Yuan continued: "First of all, the victim's profession, Yao Chugui is a freelance photographer, from time to time he takes his big camera around the community, and I heard that some photos have won awards.

I checked it on my phone, it's not a reliable award, it belongs to the kind of prize that can be participated in if you give money, and there is at least one consolation prize that is specially used to be a self-packaging scam outsider. A freelance photographer who is not in the stream, and advertising like this will always attract some people to take pictures of him. ”

Xun Mu raised his eyebrows: "This security guard knows so much?" He even remembered the name of such an award? ”

"He talks about it when he meets people, so he is more impressed." Qi Yuan said: "And in fact, I can't remember accurately, I still found it by fuzzy search after I searched it." ”

"Oh." Xun Mu nodded and asked again, "What about Chi Lekui?" ”

"I don't know, but it seems to be a designer, or a design-related industry." Qi Yuan replied, and then caught a glimpse of the model head with the "skull" unscrewed out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Maybe it's a hairstylist?" ”

Su Ping followed his gaze, chuckled, handed him the unfolded note and hair in the evidence bag, and said, "You can see what you found out of that model." ”

Qi Yuan took it curiously, and then was taken aback.

"This Nima...... Curse? He blinked, looked at the surrounding environment, the blood on the bed, only felt a slight hairiness in his heart, and couldn't help but swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.

Even old criminal policemen like Xun Mu and Su Ping, seeing this strange "ceremony" and the bloody scene, although they were not afraid, they couldn't help but feel a chill coming, let alone a newcomer like him.

I'm afraid that Yan Zhongxin, who is kinder to the dead than the living, can have no fluctuations.

"Huh?" Soon, another trace inspector found a strange doll from under the bed and handed it to Lao Wei, who looked at it, lifted the doll's clothes, and sighed.

Su Ping happened to see this scene, and raised his eyebrows: "Old Wei, you are a dead pervert, when you see a humanoid doll, your first reaction is to lift your clothes first?" ”

"Ahem...... "Ahem" Lao Wei coughed dryly, his face was slightly red, and he said with his neck raised: "I think this thing doesn't feel right when it is pinched, I'm not as dirty as you think!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed the doll at Su Ping.

Su Ping's eyebrows raised even higher.

The back of the doll has been poked, and I don't know how many times it has been poked, and a lot of cotton has been brought out.

Then Lao Wei asked people to take a photo of the puppet, turned his head to look at the head model, rolled his eyes, and reached out to unzip the back of the doll, picked it out, and soon pulled out a handful of hair and a note.

Unfolded the note, it was still Yao Chugui's name and eight characters, followed by a string of incomprehensible symbols.

He asked for another note in the evidence bag, and after comparing it carefully, he shook his head and said, "These two symbols are different, and they should indicate different meanings." ”

Qi Yuan swallowed his saliva again, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the corpse on the bed a few more times, and then quickly regained his composure, but his heartbeat was a little faster.

"Team Su, do you recognize anyone who understands this thing, what does it mean?" Lao Wei said.

"How did I know each other." Su Ping rolled his eyes.

It was Xun Mu, pinching his chin and saying: "I remember six years ago, I caught a goddess who hinted, bewitched, and even remotely controlled others to commit suicide, but unfortunately it seems that she was sentenced to death. And I heard that there are a lot of twists and turns here, what tarot cards, head down, there are a lot of gods and ghosts, and they may not understand each other. ”

Old Wei shrugged his shoulders and looked at the trace inspector: "Where did you find this?" I remember glancing under the bed and not seeing it. ”

The trace inspector replied, "There is a sticky underside of the bed, and I was going to do a detailed investigation under the bed, so I saw it." ”