Chapter 22: The Boudoir Finds the Body 1
Now hearing the woman's words, Su San looked at the solid wood carved bed covered by the pink gauze tent, although he was not very clear, he could still tell that there was a person lying on it.
In the dark, there seems to be some force driving her.
She took a few steps forward, wanting to see more clearly, but was stopped by Qian Feng reaching out.
Suddenly woke up and looked at Qian Feng who stopped her, his eyes full of doubts.
"Master"
At this time, a young man in his twenties walked in at the door, politely looking like a Sven scholar.
Qian Feng waved his hand and looked at Qian Zhao.
Qian Zhao nodded, and reached out to pick up the pink gauze tent: "Chen Chengzuo." β
The young man who was called Chen Qizuo bowed slightly towards Qian Feng, but did not immediately walk to the bed, but stood in place and looked around.
After a while, he walked to the bed.
Lying on the bed was a woman, lying on her back, covered with a thin quilt from the neck down, her eyes slightly bulging outward, slightly blurred, and her mouth was lightly open, with a slight look of intoxication.
"This woman's death is a bit strange!"
Everyone turned their heads to look at the rugged man who was speaking.
At some point, he came in.
Qian Feng looked at Qian Zhao with some displeasure, his thin lips opened lightly, and he was about to say something.
Qian Zhao took the initiative to confess: "It was brought in by Su San, and they know each other." β
Qian Feng looked at Su San again, and Su San waved his hand again and again: "It's none of my business!" β
"Wow... Don't look at indecent things... Don't look at indecent acts. β
At this time, the rugged man's voice sounded again, and everyone looked at him again.
I saw that the five fingers of his hands were open, blocking his eyes, and he silently chanted indecent things in his mouth.
It turned out that Chen Yanzuo lifted the thin quilt covering the woman.
The clothes are half-distangled, the fragrant shoulders are exposed, and the rest of the place is wearing clothes, and they are wearing upright.
Su San's boldness.
"Hey, this is..."
There seemed to be some pattern on the woman's shoulders that extended to the back, and it was not clear to see, Su San stretched out his hand to check it.
"Don't move."
Chen Yanzuo held a white cloth in his hand, covered it, and made a voice to stop her movements.
"That pattern can't have anything to do with the murderer."
Chen Cheng was silent, put his hand on the white cloth, and gently turned the woman over.
"Hiss"
The woman's back shoulder was printed with a copper coin, which was very realistic, and a thorny branch was printed on the bottom of the copper coin.
Chen Yanzuo pinched the white cloth and gently rubbed it on the copper coin, and said seriously.
"It's tattooed."
Su San pursed his lips.
"This should be the logo of an organization, I really can't imagine that she is a woman, and she is so deeply hidden."
The rugged man didn't cover his eyes with his hands anymore, and now he looked at it presumptuously and boldly.
Su San glared at him back, and he immediately closed his mouth in amusement.
"There are no obvious injuries on the surface, the eyes are light and protruding outward, and the cause of death should be suffocation."
Chen Yanzuo grabbed the woman's chin again and gently turned it twice.
"However, her neck is intact, and her breathing is not suppressed, not even at all."
The petite man approached, his eyes full of sadness, and whispered: "It's different from Xiaoru." β
The people saw that his expression was different, but they did not hear what he said.
"If it wasn't for the strangulation of her neck, it wouldn't have been the murderer covering her mouth and nose, like this."
As he spoke, the rugged man also stretched out his hands to cover his mouth and nose and made a demonstration.
"Then why didn't she resist, you see there is no trace of struggle at all."
The petite man pointed, the bed was clean and tidy, and the gauze curtain was intact.
The rugged man groaned: "Maybe she knows the cauliflower thief." β
"How do you know it's a cauliflower thief, in case this one is another murderer?"
The rugged man pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Seeing that no one was talking, Chen Qizuo spoke again.
"The woman should be walking through the room, judging from her misty eyes and slightly open mouth, it should be a manifestation of the tide of interest."
Chen Cheng said the results of his test in a serious manner.
"Later, when the on-site inspection is completed, I will do a detailed examination for her when I go back."
He stood up, looked around again, and reached out over the dresser.
"The house was spotless..."
The middle-aged man sitting in front of the dresser raised his head and looked at Chen Yanzuo with blurred teary eyes.
"The little girl has a habit of cleanliness, and she will clean up several times a day and wipe it spotlessly."
Chen Yanzuo frowned.
Su San took advantage of this kung fu to walk around.
There was no sign that the windows had ever opened.
"She doesn't leave any dead ends every time she cleans."
The middle-aged man, that is, the shopkeeper Liu, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, although he was a little confused, he still answered truthfully: "Yes"
Su San didn't ask anything more, just stared at the window.
There were a few small corpses lying sparsely there.
There are also a few small holes in the papier-mΓ’chΓ© wooden windows, so you can't really see them if you don't pay attention.
"Dead bugs?"
The rugged man walked up to Su San's side and picked up a small corpse at random.
Thumb and forefinger flicked: "Well, haven't done it yet." β
Su San took two steps back in disgust, away from the rugged man, and walked to the bed.
Looking at the neat bed, she touched her chin and felt that something was not right.
Then he reached out and lifted all the thin quilts on the woman's body.
There were no wrinkles in the sheets.
In addition to revealing half of the fragrant shoulders on the woman's body, the whole is also very upright, as if it has been newly replaced.
She turned over the futon on the bed again, but there was no trace.
"Hey, you're going to ruin the scene."
The sudden words frightened Su San's hands and the quilt fell to the ground.
Frowning, he turned around very helplessly and looked at the rugged man.
"Why are you ghostly, chattering, your mouth is dry."
Su San was obviously a little angry, but who knew that the rough man actually squatted down and picked up the quilt and threw it on the bed, and said in a good voice.
"My biggest hobby is reasoning, so if you disturb the girl, please forgive the girl."
As he spoke, the rugged man opened the folding fan in his hand and put it on his chest.
"God is out of context"
Su San looked at the few big characters on the fan, looked up at the rugged man again, and turned around with a forced smile.
"My name is Wei Zhang, you can call me Zhang Zhenren."
"Those who seek the truth..."
"Actually, over the years, I have been exposed to a lot of cases, otherwise I would not have earned this name."
On the bed was the quilt that was picked up by Wei Zhang, and the inside had been completely turned over at this time.
"I don't think that title is right for you."
"What?"
"I think this name is suitable for you."
Wei Zhang choked, looked at Su San's back with some dissatisfaction, and finally walked to the window sullenly. Continue looking at the corpse of the little bug.
Su Sanchang let out a long breath.
Grab the quilt with your hands and try to turn it over and return to its original state.
Suddenly, the heart began to twitch irregularly, and the hand shook, and the quilt fell back to the bed.
"His uncle, it can't be some heart disease!"