The fourth floor is still an open space, except for a few huge pillars, there are some scattered tables, chairs and benches, and some old garbage, which should have been rested here by workers before.

She walked forward and found that the pillars and those tables, chairs and benches had particularly strange scratches, the basic depth of the scratches was between 2.13 cm and 2.17 cm, and the length was somewhat uneven, mostly 7 cm to 14 cm.

Moreover, all the scratches are four side by side, with a fixed separation distance of 3.145 cm in between.

It's kind of like an animal scratch, but an animal scratch can't be that deep.

That's right!

The letter sent to her, isn't it a cat demon!

Could it be ......

"Don't move."

Before Song Huaiyuan could think about it, she felt a chill on her neck, she felt that her left hand was grabbed in the dark, with great strength, and the voice coming from her ears was calm and a little shocking.

It's miserable.

The knife was on her neck, and it was too late to fight back, Song Huaiyuan rolled in his throat and didn't dare to move.

If she resists now, she has no chance of winning, and sure enough, it would be a mistake to come here alone!

"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

The man's action of grabbing her left hand used a little more force, and the painful Song Huaiyuan's eyebrows condensed, gritted his teeth and snorted, and replied, "Someone sent me a box and a card, with the address here written on it." ”

Although she was afraid, it did not affect her reason in the slightest.

"Cat demon?" The man questioned.

Song Huai replied, "Hmm." ”

"Who are you?"

Somehow, the man's voice was obviously a lot softer, but even so, he could hear that the other party was not a master to mess with.

"Song Huai is willing." She tentatively said her name.

"Song Huai wishes?" The man repeated her name, and the tone was more like shock than confusion.

Her hand was instantly let go, and the knife around her neck was suddenly put away, and Song Huaiyuan even felt a trace of panic between his movements.

Song Huaiyuan frowned, thinking that he must have been scared! I'm hallucinating!

A big man with a knife, how could a weak woman panic in the face of her!

Song Huaiyuan hurriedly ran two steps forward, although he felt that death was not a bad thing, but it was better not to die.

She pressed the red fingerprints on her wrist and looked at the man.

The other party is 186.4 tall, weighs 68.64kg, and is of standard stature, wearing a brown leather jacket, which has fallen off in some places, and his hair is slightly curly, combed back casually, looking like he should be in his early 30s.

The face is angular, handsome, there is a short scar on the forehead, the green tendons on the back of the hand are bursting up, and the dagger just now is still in his hand, glowing with cold light.

Song Huaiyuan always felt that the person in front of him must have experienced a lot of things.

At the same time, his bottomless eyes stared at Song Huaiyuan a little hairy: "Who are you?" You sent me that thing? ”

When he said this, Song Huaiyuan unconsciously took two steps back.

The man retracted his gaze stupidly, lifted his coat and inserted the dagger into the scabbard on his waist, and his movements were extremely skillful: "My name is Zhao Cheng, someone sent me a heart, let me come here, ten minutes earlier than you, I just saw the car lights outside and thought you were a murderer, I'm sorry." ”

Listen to him this apology, not the slightest sense of apology.

"Murderer?"

Song Huai was willing to follow Zhao Cheng's line of sight, only to find that there was a pile of lime behind him, and there was a woman buried in it!

Her head was exposed and hung heavily, the lime in front of her had been dug up, and a shovel was thrown next to her, which was probably dug up by Zhao Chenggang.

If she looked closely, Song Huaiyuan found that her body was torn open, and the whole person knelt on the ground, revealing several large holes in her body, the original white dress was stained with scarlet everywhere, and the three organs of the large intestine, heart, and lungs were missing.

And next to the lime pile, in addition to their footprints, there is a messy pile of cat paw prints!

Judging from the current situation, the owner of the contents of the wooden box he received is the corpse in front of him!

No wonder Zhao Cheng said it was a murderer!

She didn't expect that there was really a corpse here!

Song Huai was willing to force himself to adjust his emotions for a while, and then he recovered, "This ...... Do you know? ”

Zhao Cheng's face did not change, "I don't know." ”

Compared with the corpse in front of him, he was more interested in Song Huaiyuan, ordinary girls would have been scared half to death if they didn't vomit when they saw this kind of scene, but she could be so calm.

Song Huai smiled bitterly, "That...... I'll call the police......"

Zhao Cheng glanced at her and looked at the scene of the crime, "You don't want to know, why did someone call us here?" ”

Why did someone send her such an inexplicable thing, the deceased was a stranger to her, and in addition to herself, she also sent it to another person who she had never known in her life, she really couldn't think of any connection between them.

And why is this place? What does this case have to do with what happened back then?

Song Huaiyuan nodded, his mind was right by him, it was better to be respectful, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Although this case is a bit weird, and there is a feeling that she will be in trouble after being involved, although her face is light, she can still feel her more and more violent heartbeat, and there is already a cold sweat on her back, she even has to stand here with a hard head, she is afraid, very afraid.

However, she wants to know the truth of this case more and wants to understand these doubts in her heart.

Perhaps, her doubts in the past ten years can be easily solved.

Zhao Cheng moved a table forward and put it in front of Song Huaiyuan: "Sit here and don't move, so as not to destroy the scene of the crime, and then call the police when I'm done." ”

Song Huaiyuan didn't understand what he meant, what was going on? Afraid of causing trouble?

Without waiting for her to speak, Zhao Cheng was already squatting in front of the corpse, looking at the scene of the crime, and ignored her again.

Song Huai was willing to turn over and jump over the table and stand beside him, neither humble nor arrogant: "Since you let me participate, then the situation you have mastered will also be shared with me." ”

I thought that Zhao Cheng would refuse, but he just glanced up at Song Huaiyuan, paused for a few seconds, and then spoke: "This should be the scene of the first crime, when I came, in addition to the footprints of the deceased, there were only cat's paw prints, there were no extra traces, the murderer was very cautious, disemboweled, the murderer should hate the victim very much." ”

"It is not clear what caused the scratches at the scene, but it should be the same murder weapon that caused the wound on the neck of the deceased, the jewelry and mobile phone worn by the deceased are there, not a robbery, it is very likely to be a vendetta, the mobile phone is broken, it cannot be opened, there is no wallet or other things that can prove identity."

"It is not known at this time the identity of the deceased, the time of death and the cause of death, and why we received the organs of the deceased."

Song Huaiyuan summed it up, according to what he said, that is, he didn't find any useful clues.

However, the situation at the scene is indeed too weird, and now they can only start from the corpse to find clues, Song Huai is willing to squat, swallow his saliva, and cautiously lean forward to let himself see as clearly as possible: "This person was dissected and removed after death, and the time of death was about three hours and forty-two minutes, and the fatal wound was a wound on the neck." ”

"The clothes on the body are Chanel autumn limited editions, the market price is 23,000, the diamond on the neck is very good, the cutting process and design are excellent, the output should not be much, there is a lot of hair wax on the hair, the face has been filled with fat, and hyaluronic acid has been injected."

"Between the ages of 43 and 45, I have traces of hospital disinfectant on my skin." As he spoke, Song Huaiyuan looked down from the light of the flashlight, and took a few hairs from the cuffs of the deceased's clothes: "These three animal hairs belong to different animals, a Persian cat, which has always been British shorthair, and a husky, and the three animals are all developing well." ”

"That's basically what happened."

After speaking, Song Huai was willing to put the hair in his hand back on her, so as not to be charged with destroying the scene at the same time.

Zhao Cheng, who had been expressionless, listened to what she said, his eyebrows were twisted, and he didn't know whether to question or be shocked: "You saw this?" ”

Song Huaiyuan nodded: "Yes." ”

This kind of thing, no one will believe it if she explains it anyway, it's better not to explain it, maybe the other party will make up a proper reason for you in his heart.

"You're a medical examiner?" Zhao Cheng was puzzled.

Even if the forensic doctor comes, he will have to wait until the autopsy is completed to determine the time of death, right? And so precise?

Song Huaiyuan sat back on the table, crossed his legs and hooked back, and looked at Zhao Cheng with a pair of beautiful apricot eyes: "No, I'm a cultural relics appraiser." ”

"Artifact appraiser?" Zhao Cheng put on a little smile and teased: "You are so godly, can you see who the murderer is?" ”

Song Huai is willing to be serious, "I just tell what I see, I'm not good at finding the murderer." ”

Zhao Chengjian probably couldn't ask anything, so he didn't continue, but he was just half-convinced: "I believe you, if it is according to what you say, the deceased is dressed ceremoniously and is worth a lot of money, and there is disinfectant and different animal hair ...... on his body."

Generally speaking, hospitals do not spray disinfectant during the daytime when there is a lot of traffic, and even if you go to the hospital in winter, the disinfectant will not directly touch the skin through layers of heavy clothing, so that only the hospital staff will be sprayed.

Moreover, the deceased was dressed gorgeously, not like an ordinary dress, she should have gone to meet someone, or participate in some grand scene, which proved that she had a lot of money.

In addition, three kinds of animal hair were found in her cuffs, which proves that she only touched the animals with her hands, but if it is her family, it is inevitable that the rest of her body will not be stained with hair, and few families will have such a variety of pets, but if her job is related to animals, it is not necessarily.

With the disinfectant in the hospital and the animals, there is only a pet hospital, and with her considerable financial resources and age, the identity of the deceased is already about to be revealed.