Chapter 17: Death Scene
Chen Mo sat very quietly on the soft sofa, watching today's news program.
"After more than two months of hard work by the public security police and other city guards, the virus birds in the city have been basically caught, but the citizens still need a period of patience, work as much as possible to work remotely from home, shopping as much as possible to choose online shopping..."
Chen Mo suddenly realized that he hadn't gone out for more than two months, and it was time to go out and get close to nature. After all, he has a stunt, at least the ring dart can be lost, and he is not afraid of any virus birds.
Soon, the big meal ordered by Xiaowei for him has been delivered, and the delicious food with all the colors and flavors is spread on the tables of the entire restaurant.
After a hearty meal, Chen Mo had a full burp, and his state of being sour and weak just now was instantly revived with full blood.
He got up and went back to his bedroom, where he changed into a new outfit, a black leather jacket with metal studs, blue jeans with holes, and a red cap with metal rings.
Of course, the most important thing cannot be missing, and that is the ring dart.
The pockets of Chen Mo's jacket and jeans were stuffed with colorful bouromance.
He walked to the living room, raised his chest, and said to Xiaowei with a bright face: "Xiaowei, get in the car." ”
"Get in the car? What are we going to do? It's dark outside. ”
"Let's go outside for a walk, and if we don't go out and get some fresh air, I feel like I'm going to suffocate myself!" Chen Mo complained as he walked to the door.
Xiaowei watched him rush to the door with great interest, and had no choice but to follow.
The two took the elevator to the rooftop, and with a "chirp", the flying car opened the door.
Chen Mo called up the manual driving mode, chose a random direction, and the flying car sped out.
There were far fewer virus birds in the night sky, and only a few flew through the car windows occasionally.
During the aimless driving of the flying car, Chen Mo suddenly remembered the death of the host's ex-girlfriend's parents, and finding out the murderer of them was tantamount to finding out the murderer who wanted to murder him several times. As a result, Guikong quickly located the specific location where Wu Jiahua lived before his death. He rerouted and went straight to the community where Wu Jiahua lived before his death.
Half an hour later, the anti-gravity car hovered over the residents of the unit where Wu Jiahua lived, and after Guikong cracked the code of the floor-to-ceiling windows of her house, Chen Mo and Xiaowei stepped into the crime scene.
In order not to arouse the idea of the security guards of the community, the hovercar hid on the roof of the unit building.
The room was very dark, and Guikong asked Chen Mo if he could crack the lighting control, but Chen Mo did not agree.
"A murderer's house, suddenly turned on the lights, even if it doesn't attract security guards and police, it will attract those assassins in the shadows." Chen Mo thought to himself.
In addition, it also has night vision, and generally does not need light.
Chen Mo turned on the night vision function of his eyes and began to formally explore this dead and silent residence.
They came to the living room, and Chen Mo found that the layout here was very close to the layout of his own home, which provided a convenient guarantee for the next exploration.
He found that the living room was very neat, and there was not a trace of a fight.
Suddenly, a photo frame on the audio-visual cabinet in front of the video wall attracted Chen Mo's attention. He pulled out a piece of paper from a nearby paper box, wrapped it around the edge of the frame, and picked it up and held it up to look at it closely.
"What, how could it be her?" After Chen Mo saw the faces of the girls in the family of three in the album, he cried out in shock.
"What's wrong?" Xiaowei and Guikong asked in unison.
"No, nothing?" Chen Mo held his breath and suppressed the panic and fear in his heart.
It turned out that the appearance of the girl in the album was almost exactly the same as that of his girlfriend 300 years ago, and it was almost like a person, so he exclaimed.
In order to make sure that he was seeing the truth, he turned off the night vision function of his eyes, took the album to Xiaowei's screen, and borrowed the light from her faint screen, Chen Mo was sure that what he was looking at just now was not wrong.
The host's girlfriend actually looks exactly the same as his girlfriend from 300 years ago.
What the hell is going on? This deep confusion began to take root in his heart, and even his view of time and space began to collapse.
Chen Mo took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and didn't care about why they were similar for the time being.
He put down the picture frame in his hand, placed it in its original position, turned on the night vision function, and continued to explore other places. There were no signs of a fight in the dining room and kitchen, so there were only a few bedrooms left.
Chen Mo followed the direction of the corridor and opened the first door, which was laid out as a study, in the corner of the wall, there was only a one-meter-wide tatami mat, everything in the room was very neat, obviously, this was not the scene of the murder of Wu Jiahua's parents.
So, he walked out of the study and came to the second bedroom, where a faint fresh fragrance came from the surface. Apparently this is a typical girl's room, with some sort of solid fragrance on the bedside table.
There are also some daily cosmetics on the dressing table, and a photo frame of Wu Jiahua.
Chen Mo just glanced at the photo frame, and didn't dare to take a second look, because the two were too similar.
Immediately, he looked at the rest of the room, the bedding on the bed was neatly stacked, and the clothes in the wardrobe were neatly stacked.
The overall layout of the room is very neat, and there is nothing unusual to see. It seems that Wu Jiahua's parents did not change everything in her room before her death because of the death of their daughter, which shows that the family affection is deep.
After that, Chen Mo walked out of Wu Jiahua's room and walked to the last bedroom.
His breathing inexplicably began to quicken, and his steps quickly became heavy. Stretching out his hand wrapped in a tissue, he slowly pushed open the last door, and it seemed that a very cold breath came to his face.
Just as Chen Mo walked towards the depths of the room, a crisp cracking sound suddenly came, and Chen Mo was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He looked back behind him, only to see Xiao Wei smile awkwardly and said, "I accidentally stepped on an automatic dust cleaner." ”
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly, his vision sank back into this room that seemed to be full of gloomy and cold atmosphere.
Except for the bedding on the bed, which is a little messy, the rest of the layout in the room is very regular and unusual.
"Could it be that the crime scene was in bed?"
At that time, after the police found him for the second time and told him that Wu Jiahua's parents had been murdered, he also tried to ask them about the specific cause of death, but the police refused to answer.
"Guikong, call up the police station record." Chen Mo suddenly thought secretly. “
Okay, the cause of death has been found, both of the deceased died of suffocation by external forces, and the place of death was on the bed in the bedroom. On the day of the death of the two deceased, the entire community was powered out, the cameras were ineffective, and there were no valid traces of the criminals at the scene. Rosekong read it to him silently.
"It turns out that this is really the scene of death, no wonder the bedding is so messy!
Chen Mo looked at the scene of the crime, imagining the situation at that time, and his back immediately shivered like ice rolling over.