Yang Yong died.

Zhang Yu frowned, at 7:23 in the morning, he was found in the corridor, and at that time, Wen Yifan was collecting his body.

It's still a progressless investigation, it's still a murder without a trace - what the surveillance clearly shows is that a minute ago, Yang Yong stepped into the corridor into House No. 3, and a minute later, the body appeared in the hallway through Room No. 1.

After repeatedly inspecting the structure between rooms and making sure that there were no secret doors in them, Zhang Yu had to cast a suspicious gaze on this revolving corridor.

What went wrong?

From the first scene, it can be seen that the place of death should have occurred at the door of House Seven, which was covered with blood, but strangely, there was only a splattered blood on the outside and on the door, but there was not a trace of blood splattered inside the door.

This is very counterintuitive.

This result is likely to show that in one minute, the corridor rotated four times, and another man with a sharp knife suddenly appeared on the empty hallway, and after killing him, he disappeared in place, leaving no trace.

Even so, the only clue currently in hand, the first crime scene of House 7, is still considered by everyone to be the first focus.

So the three people in Room 7 moved all their things out and conducted a big search - after the murderer cut his throat, he must have been splashed with a lot of blood, and more than half an hour was enough for the murderer to change his clothes, but it was definitely not enough for him to deal with the bloody clothes he had changed.

However, nothing was found.

There was no sign of congestion in the toilets, and the sewers and exhaust pipes were carefully checked, but there was nothing inside.

As for incineration, not to mention the smell and traces it will leave behind, the smoke alarms in each room alone have already made the way in which incineration destroys physical evidence completely unworkable.

Since then, the case has once again completely lost all the direction of investigation and has fallen into a state of cluelessness.

Unless......

Someone was able to control the direction of the revolving corridor.

Tsai watched the surveillance carefully, holding a pencil in his hand, constantly recording everything that happened.

There were three suspects in the past, in this case, all of them did not have the time to commit the crime, two situations, one is that the first case has a suspect who has not been noticed, and the second is that the murderer of these two homicides is not the same person.

Now, in the second case, there are also three suspects.

They are, Du Hai in House 1, Sun Liwen in House 5, and Jia Chengren in House 7.

At about 6:40 in the morning, all three of them got up, first at 6 o'clock, Yang Yong went out, I don't know what he was thinking, and then at 6:04, Du Hai sneakily got into the corridor next door, and allegedly, stayed in it for more than half an hour, and there was time to commit crimes.

"Officer, I'm a seller of pornographic films, since I'm selling pornographic films, of course I've read countless films," Du Hai showed a mouth of yellow teeth, "This owner doesn't even have basic aesthetics, the dishes in the house are all a bunch of things I can't understand, and there is no small movie, I'm not bored and panicked, I just want to see if I can see something from the cat's eye, feast my eyes!" ”

In his hands, Zhang Yu confiscated a voyeur mirror that could peek into the house through a cat's eye.

Obviously, this statement is very reluctant, not to mention whether this kind of leisure can be produced in such a tense environment, even if you are too stressed and want to peep, do you need to deliberately avoid surveillance and hide in the corridor?

He stretched and pulled out the surveillance records of the other two......

………………

"Click-" Wen Yifan gently opened a black leather case and carefully placed it in the corner.

It was a portable phonograph.

Fingers slowly swiped over the bookshelves in the surveillance room, eventually landing on the vinyl record in a corner.

Symphony in E flat major, by Mozart, no. k. 16

He slowly rotated the hand crank handle of the gramophone, and after stringing it, he carefully dropped the needle of the gramophone, and a slightly cheerful rhythm flowed out.

On the two dissecting tables, there were two corpses.

In the room, where beautiful music slowly flowed out, the young man walked calmly towards the two corpses.

The scalpel slid gently down his chin, eventually coming to rest under his umbilicus.

Symphony No. 1 in E-flat major, the first symphony Mozart ever composed, was composed at the age of eight.

The blade is constantly changing speed with the rhythm of the music, but it is always able to avoid it at a clever angle when it is about to hit the bone.

Every part is carefully categorized.

The symphony has the youthful and cheerful air inherent in a child, and this melody is clearly influenced by his mentor Bach, belonging to a certain Allegro style in Italy, which, in fact, influenced his creation throughout his life.

Under the cheerful and energetic music, this boring work seems to have a different artistic color, all the parts are stacked together in an extremely neat manner, and the elegant technique of the knife bearer, which is like a painter's painting, and the various parts that are categorized, neatly placed and clearly adjusted, constitute a strange and somewhat elegant picture, as if he is doing it now, like some artist who is immersed in creation because of the outpouring of inspiration.

It is said that Mozart and his idol Bach improvised music for various nobles in the court. The two worked together tacitly, and the music they played was not a messy children's graffiti, but like a spider's web, delicate and orderly.

And after that, Mozart composed this piece for his idol Bach – in the style of Bach.

Under the guidance of the music, the scalpel in Wen Yifan's hand flew up and down deftly as if it had life, and in a very short period of time, all internal organs were removed extremely cleanly.

His expression was a little calm, and a little cold, but if you look closely into his eyes, you can see that there is a frenzy that is like a fire burning the earth, or, in his hands, the blade that is getting faster and faster like the baton in the hand of a professional orchestra conductor, is enough to get a glimpse of it.

Art is a schizophrenia that everyone can learn.

The whole piece of music, which was created by him when he was eight years old, is so childish that it is impossible to believe that it was created by the god of music.

In fact, there is really nothing special about this piece of music, and there is no special brilliance, but if you associate it with an eight-year-old child, it is quite legendary.

Picking up the boning knife that was placed aside, the blade gradually sliced through the soothing part of the music, leaving no scratches on the bones while perfectly separating the flesh and bones.

Then, he picked up the scalpel again and carefully divided the whole piece of meat into countless pieces of meat about three centimeters long, about one centimeter wide, and about two millimeters thick.

Put the sliced meat into the boiling water that is being heated, just like Yunhe's villa, this villa still has no electricity or gas for the dark room, the computer can be charged, and the heating water temperature is handed over to chemistry.

CaO + H2O = Ca(OH)2, a simple chemical equation that turns its temperature into a terrifying high temperature of 300°C in an instant, and then continuously heats it with magnesium oxide, which is enough to maintain the temperature of the water.

Slices of meat that have been boiled in boiling water will not ooze blood.

"Symphony No. 1 in E major" is not brilliant in the whole piece, revealing the rustiness and shallowness of beginners everywhere, and sometimes it can stop the feeling of not belonging to the orchestral work - this is the trace of the keyboard music copied by the young Mozart.

But now, he needs this feeling.

The brisk and energetic unique youthful atmosphere, with a slightly naïve and superficial writing, reveals that it is a beginner who has just entered the line, even if he has a wealth of knowledge and talent, but still seems a little flustered and confused.

A beginner with zero experience.

He's just trying to find out what this feeling, this feeling once was.

I used to be a "Yunxiang Killer".

A young boy with a bit of childish techniques, he optimized his methods in continuous practice, and finally became an experienced "head wolf".

Those green years, now that I think about it, it seems like a lifetime.

Now that I have followers, maybe I should try to change my thinking to what it was for a while?

Or, as a beginner, accept the challenge of Xiang Haisheng, so that it is possible to make the game not end so quickly?

He didn't know, he just wanted to try, whether it was success or failure.

Eventually, the music came to an abrupt end, and the dancer-like scalpel stopped dancing.

Looking at the neatly cut wounds and the bones without scratches, he finally smiled bitterly and couldn't go back.

Walking slowly to the gramophone, changing into a pair of clean gloves, he put the records in the box and sorted them into categories—even the most beautiful music loses its original color when repeated meaninglessly.

"Yunxiang Killer", this identity is not like other styles he forged after that, it can be changed at will, and the style of "Yunxiang Killer" is like those lost time, gone forever.

Even self-hypnosis under elegant music is ultimately unable to restore the original technique.

But he didn't feel sad or discouraged, a result he had expected, and now that it had been proven unfeasible, he was just feeling a little more emotional.

And a little bit of boredom.

After all, if you can't find the way you used to think, then this duel between the head wolf and the young hunter will be divided between the winners and losers.

And that turned out to be ...... It's boring.