Chapter 20: The Scene of the Murder

The weird fire, the disappeared murderer, Chen Ge found himself very talented in storytelling for the first time, and he combined the news broadcasts on the Internet and his own speculation to basically restore the murder case of the year.

"That's what happened, I searched the murder house at night in order to find new materials for my horror house, but I made a shocking discovery, everyone in this apartment building is abnormal, and I suspect that the murderer five years ago is hiding among them!" Chen Ge extinguished his cigarette and looked at the phone screen.

"It's kind of interesting, the realistic version of werewolf killing, and I invite the prophet to speak."

I'm a little green worm: "You can make it up as the anchor, what you say is the same as the truth." Even if you talk nonsense, there is one person who believes that I lose. ”

"Jiujiang Fu'an Apartment, I checked it on the Internet, and it seems to be true."

Heshan: "I believe in the anchor. ”

I'm a little green worm: "Even if what the anchor said is true, how can he prove that the room he is in is the murderous mansion of the year?" As he said, the apartment building was burned by fire, but looking at the room where he lived, the walls were flat, the floor was clean, and all the furniture was intact, did this look like a murderous house? ”

"I'm not going to lie to you about it, it's too easy to prove it." Chen Ge removed the dresser, took out the fruit knife, and gently scraped off the paint on the wall in the corner: "The name of the apartment building was changed after the accident, and it was redecorated inside and out, but no matter how it was decorated, some things could not be concealed. ”

He scraped a layer of the wall skin, revealing the blackened bricks underneath: "This is one of the proofs that a fire has ever occurred. ”

The scumbags have to die: "No, what I'm curious about now is why do you bring a hammer and a knife to a hotel stay?" Are you trying to impersonate a fellow suspect in the crime? ”

"The good wall skin was scratched, and I felt sorry for the apartment owner for a second."

"How much does this apartment cost for one night? Not even a TV. ”

Chen Ge looked at the barrage, and after enduring it for a long time, he still couldn't hold back: "Everyone, can your focus not be so tricky?" Can you give me some respect? I'm risking my life right now! ”

The scumbag has to be rewarded with a coin: "Feed a dime as a sign of respect." ”

Treating water friends, Chen Ge was helpless, and this group of old drivers was very skinny: "Okay, let's get back to the topic." In the apartment building, I met six people in succession, and the first of them was a woman with a possible mental problem, and she smiled inexplicably at me along the crack of the door when I entered the door, this person I don't know at all, so I won't discuss it for the time being......"

Chen Ge told all the appearance and characteristics of the tenants in the apartment building, mixed with his own analysis: "In terms of motives, the landlord is the most likely person to become the murderer, but he is lame and walks very slowly. In terms of physical condition, the tattooed man on the first floor and the short and fat man on the second floor are more likely. Of course, the woman on the first floor and the thin Wang Qi are not excluded. ”

The scumbags have to die: "You said that you didn't say it in such a circle, I still suspect that the real culprit is the old man in a wheelchair, after all, after the fire that year, the biggest beneficiary was him." ”

"It's really possible, the old man is now paralyzed and sitting in a wheelchair, it doesn't mean that he was paralyzed five years ago, and besides, the murderer didn't use physical combat to kill people, but arson, and the old man has the possibility of committing a crime."

"Yes, the old man's paralysis may also be disguised, and the one that is most unlikely to be the murderer may be the murderer."

"Actually, I suspect more that the woman on the first floor, she smiled at the anchor, which should be hinting at something. Anchor, do you remember the height of the woman's raised lips and the size of the opening when she smiled, let me analyze it for you from the psychology of micro-expressions. ”

"I don't remember ......"

The enthusiasm of the sailors was mobilized, and the popularity of the live broadcast room began to grow faster.

Chen Ge looked at the barrage silently, and didn't find any valuable speeches: "It seems that I still need to personally find more clues." ”

He held his phone in front of him: "I did a field survey before, and I found that the first and second floors of this apartment building are all renovated, but some parts of the third floor are still the same as they were five years ago. ”

"The way it was five years ago? Weird. ”

"If the unsolved case is not solved, will the deceased be unwilling and keep wandering in place?"

"Exploring the murderous house at night, it's really violent!"

"How can you open a haunted house without being violent? Let me tell you, last time a group of us went to the anchor's haunted house to find a place, but the two people who were the most courageous, one was scared and cried, and the other was directly frightened. ”

"Wait, why are the two bravest people scared like this? And what about the faint of heart? ”

"You're talking, how dare a timid person enter his haunted house?"

"Seems to make sense."

Heshan: "Hehe. ”

The rhythm of the live broadcast room has deviated, and Chen Ge doesn't care, he puts the fruit knife in his pocket, practices drawing the knife a few times, and then comes to the door with a mobile phone in one hand and a tool hammer in the other.

This time he was clever enough to glance out through the crack in the door and make sure there was no one in the hallway before gently pushing the door open.

When the door was closed, Chen Ge pulled off a piece of his own hair and put it in the keyhole, so that if someone opened the door while he was leaving, the hair would be pushed deep into the keyhole.

After getting ready, Chen Ge walked through the corridor on the second floor to the staircase.

He moved very lightly, did not activate the voice-activated light, and only groped his way forward with the bright light that comes with the mobile phone screen.

Walking up the steps, the walls on both sides slowly darkened, and an indescribable strange smell wafted through the air.

Coming to the third floor, Chen Ge turned on the flashlight that came with his mobile phone, his back was against the wall, and his attention was highly concentrated.

The first time he accidentally walked to the third floor, he had seen a vague black shadow flash through the hallway, vaguely the outline of a person.

"Whether he's a human or a ghost, I'm going to be careful."

The bright light emitted by the mobile phone presented the scene of the murder five years ago in front of him, Chen Ge looked at the scratches carved into the depths of the wall on the wall, and couldn't help but grasp the tool hammer in his hand.

The architectural style of Ping'an Apartment is very special, there is only one hallway, and it is close to the right side of the apartment, which makes the corridor on the left look extraordinarily long.

Walking in it, my back is cold, and even if I am close to the wall, I feel insecure.

"If the fire started on the third floor, it would not have been preserved here, so it is very likely that the third floor was not visited by the murderer." Chen Ge walked in the dark corridor with his mobile phone, the doors on both sides were ajar, and many of them were burned and deformed.

Avoiding the clutter piled up on the floor, Chen Ge walked into the room closest to him.