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Chapter 1: The Female Corpse in the Bathroom

Chapter 1: The Forensic Record of the Female Corpse in the Bathroom

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country?

Beautiful women are hard to come by.

The above lyrics and songs are selected from the Han Dynasty musician Li Yannian's "Hanshu Mrs. Li's Biography", it is said that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty since the death of Mrs. Wang's immortal, no longer favored any concubine, and Li Yannian hereby composed this song at the banquet, Princess Pingyang recommended Li Yannian's sister, Emperor Wu was really moved, to see Li, sure enough, she saw her beautiful appearance, sinking fish and geese, light body, wonderful and good dance, immediately accepted Li as a concubine, called Mrs. Li, fortunately Emperor Wu's favor, but also attracted other concubines in the palace are all envious and jealous, Jealousy should be born......

People are born in the world, the beauty and ugliness of the face are naturally determined by heaven, when born here do not have to be too much to create, the beauty of the face is just an empty skin, Buddhism has clouds: color is empty, empty is color; Empty, empty. If people are like flowers, moons, butterflies, and hearts are like snakes and scorpions, it is not more pathetic, disgusting, it is better to cultivate the heart, if the heart is lost, the person is no longer a person, the following story is to tell a tragic story about beauty.

A single dormitory that is not too spacious, the clutter in the dormitory is messy, shoes and socks are dirty everywhere, but the desk is unusually clean, and a memo with a black cover is quietly placed on the table, reflecting an eerie black reflection in the early morning sun. A picture frame was also placed on the table, on which were two young men with similar faces, one of whom was standing steadily with glasses, while the younger one was hugging his brother from behind, smiling innocently.

Suddenly, a sharp alarm went off, and the alarm clock couldn't help but shake its body, anxious to wake up its owner.

A hand stretched out from the quilt, snapped and grabbed the alarm clock and stuffed it into the quilt, the loud bell suddenly became muffled, and there was no sound after a long time.

The sound of the alarm has not died down, the ringtone of the mobile phone has gone off again, and the fuselage is also spinning on the table.

The hand still stretched out from the quilt with a bang, and then grabbed the phone and stuffed it into the quilt, but the other end of the phone didn't seem to stop, and it kept urging the sleeping man.

Ling Fan finally couldn't stand it, he kicked the quilt away, a good Sunday, he didn't even have a chance to sleep, he looked at the phone, the phone showed Fang Yi, seeing this name Ling Fan frowned, and carefully connected the phone, before he could speak, he heard Fang Yi's strong and heavy voice from the other end of the phone: When is it, still sleep, come to the headquarters, something happened again! After speaking, the opponent turned off the mobile phone with a beep, leaving Ling Fan sitting alone on the bed, still holding the action of answering the phone in his hand, but his face was surprised.

Judging from the tone in which Fang Yi spoke, it seemed that he had received some terrifying and fatal case, otherwise Fang Yi would not have called him in this tone. After Ling Fan wiped his face with water casually, he then ran outside like the wind. Having said so much, I haven't introduced Ling Fan yet, he is a senior student of Qingshan City No. 1 Middle School, with average grades but an extremely flexible mind, and he likes to collect strange supernatural events. His idol is his brother Ling Feng, but Ling Feng mysteriously disappeared in a case, in order to find out the truth about his brother's death, he joined a special operations group called HIT, and passed the test to become a temporary forensic doctor of this mysterious organization, and met other interesting and eccentric teammates, and Fang Yi is the leader of this special operations group, Ling Feng worked under Fang Yi.

HIT - The headquarters of the Special Operations Group, an extremely secret and dilapidated warehouse, it is impossible to tell from the outside that this is actually a mysterious and slow-weaving headquarters.

Fang Yizheng was sitting on the sofa and carefully looking at the file in his hand, looking up from time to time to glance at Ling Fan, who was already panting in front of him, and then buried his head in the file.

Ling Fan breathed steadily, secretly complained, and complained, "Boss, what are you doing summoning me here in such a hurry?" I finally ran into a Sunday, and I didn't let the family take a good rest! ”

With a "snap", Fang Yi threw the file in his hand to Ling Fan and shouted coldly: "You spend Sunday, but those murders are only Sunday, I haven't spent Sunday for several weeks, don't talk nonsense with me, take a look at this case file first." ”

Ling Fan pursed his lips and muttered, "You are in a quartet with Chen Juma!" Complaining is complaining, he didn't dare to be sloppy in the face of the file in his hand, just read a few lines, then frowned slightly, and then looked at Fang Yi with a puzzled expression: "Boss, how is this possible, Jing Xian kills people, this is too ridiculous, right?" ”

Fang Yi took out a cigarette, lit it slowly, and sighed: "Not only do you not believe it, but even I don't believe it, and even your brother doesn't believe it!" ”

Hearing his brother, Ling Tong became even more concerned and hurriedly said, "Does my brother have anything to do with this case?" Tell me, boss! ”

Fang Yi glanced at Ling Fan, his face was apologetic, as if he had attributed Ling Feng's death to him alone, and said, "You go to the scene of the crime first, Yuzhen and Tianyu have already arrived there, about the relationship between Ling Feng and Jingxian murder, Yuzhen will tell you." ”

Ling Fan glanced at the location of the crime on the case file and then ran to the headquarters like the wind, how could he not be excited when he heard the news of his brother again, maybe he could get the truth about his brother's death from this case. When he arrived at the scene of the crime, he found a luxurious and gorgeous villa in front of him, and two policemen stood at the door of the villa to maintain vigilance.

When he arrived there, Chen Yuzhen and Tianyu were standing there with a frown, several police officers were collecting evidence from the scene, and the flash of the camera in the room was flickering incessantly.

"Hey, Tianyu, why are you wrinkling your face in the morning, have you eaten bitter melon?" Ling Fan walked to Tianyu's side and smiled, then waved his hand at Chen Yuzhen and said with a smile: "Sister Zhen, your complexion is not good?" Didn't sleep well at night? “

"Hmph, take it, go to the autopsy!" Tianyu made a cold face, threw the white coat and gloves in his arms to him, and said coldly.

Chen Yuzhen saw Ling Fan's face slightly, squeezed out a smile and said, "You're here, don't talk about me, if you see the scene in the bathroom, it is estimated that you won't be able to sleep well tonight." ”

"Really?! Don't taunt me, I'm very timid, hehe" Ling Fan said and laughed as he put on his white coat and gloves, and then walked towards the bathroom.

Before he arrived at the bathroom, Ling Fan felt a cold wind mixed with the smell of blood blowing in his face, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was even more shocked, only to see a girl lying on the floor in large characters, the girl's face had been blurred by the flesh and blood of unknown words, and the two eyeballs were also taken out, leaving only two black blood holes, blood flowed out of the stump of the girl's neck, dyeing the white floor with blood red and terrifying, but this is not the weirdest place, What made Ling Fan even more terrifying was the wine glass placed in front of the bathroom mirror, which was stained with a liquid like blood......

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