Bai Zhisheng died in the kitchen, his blood almost flooded the kitchen floor, and he bowed his head and knelt on the floor. Holding something carefully in both hands, Mao Daxin took a closer look, and it was a ball of white flowers. His own head had been split in half, and he could see that it was empty.

"It was the security guard downstairs who called the police, and his wife got up in the morning and found that the kitchen door couldn't be opened, and the floor inside was still oozing blood, so she ran downstairs to call the security guard for help, and the security guard followed her upstairs and felt that something was wrong and called the police. The kitchen door was opened when we arrived at the scene, and the inside was blocked by a mop. The assistant police officer introduced.

Were you the first to arrive at the site? Mao Daxin asked.

The assistant police nodded: "Yes, this is a perfect murder in a closed room. ”

If it was normal, Mao Daxin would definitely tease, this assistant police officer should not have seen too much reasoning, but now he really didn't have that mood, he continued to ask: "What about the wife and parents of the deceased?" ”

"The parents have not been notified, and the wife of the deceased fainted after seeing her husband's body and has been sent to the hospital by ambulance." The assistant police officer replied.

"Okay, I'll take care of it here." Mao Daxin sighed deeply. This Bai Zhisheng died so miserably, I hope his younger brother Bai Zhiheng is okay.

The assistant police officer completed his task, and before leaving, Chaomao Daxin raised his fist and said: "What are you looking for me, I am a senior fan of Benge reasoning." ”

Mao Daxin nodded with a smile.

Jiang Li squatted down and tapped the blood on the ground that had not dried up with his fingers, his face was solemn, Mao Daxin was about to ask something, Lao Qin and his assistant had already arrived. As soon as the assistant saw this scene, he didn't say a word, and went directly to the toilet and vomited. Lao Qin shook his head, put on gloves and shoe covers, and walked into the kitchen.

After he examined it, he said: "The corpse is stiff all over, and it is estimated that the time of death is no more than 12 hours. The cause of death should be a fatal wound to the back of the head, too, the brains are all out, how can they still live. The bleeding wound was caused by the deceased before his death, and the direction of the wound should be that he himself was holding a sharp weapon to cut the major artery, how could it be possible, generally speaking, with such bleeding, he could not have the strength to split his head, of course, so, there was a third party at the scene. ”

Mao Daxin was stunned and watched Lao Qin talk to himself.

At this time, the little assistant had already vomited back, he looked at Mao Daxin's expression, and explained: "My master has a habit that as long as no one is next to him when he is working, he will talk to himself. Didn't scare you, did you? ”

“。。。 Take care of yourself. Mao Daxin glanced at the little assistant whose face was still a little pale, and then asked Lao Qin: "Teacher Qin, you said that there was a third party at the scene?" But how did he manage to leave no footprints? ”

"That's your business, I'm only responsible for interpreting the clues left by this corpse from a scientific point of view." Lao Qin didn't raise his head: "This brain should have been taken out of the head by the deceased himself." Lao Qin carefully looked at the cracks between the deceased's fingernails, which were stained with a transparent semi-viscous liquid.

"Yourself? So from a scientific point of view, how likely is this? Mao Daxin asked.

"Nope." Lao Qin replied dryly.

Mao Daxin was speechless.

"Did you find anything?" Mao Daxin turned around, only to find Jiang Li in the back staircase where there was no one, he was whispering something to the empty corner.

"Did you find anything?" Seeing that Jiang Li had finally come to an end and turned around, Mao Daxin hurriedly asked, "Are you sure it has something to do with Jiang Qiao?" ”

Jiang Li nodded: "I asked the spirits wandering nearby, and they said that there was a very powerful force in this vicinity last night, although the power was strong, it was different from the power of ghosts, and it was delicious." ”

"Huh?" Mao Daxin suspected that his ears had heard it wrong: "Delicious? ”

"Yes, it's the poison that tempts them, and many little spirits can't resist the temptation and run to Bai Zhisheng's house, and then disappear." Jiang Li said.

"There have been a lot of spirits gathered, no wonder I just felt that it was very cold in that room, I thought it was my delusion, so did it say that I saw Jiang Qiao?" Mao Daxin said nervously.

"Well, they saw Jiang Qiao coming out of that house. It dawned on me that the power in their mouths was the scent. Those little spirits were all attracted by the scent. There's no smell in the police station anymore, because the thing has already taken it. Jiang Li said.

"You... Are you saying that cheongsam is power? Mao Daxin tried to understand Jiang Li's words.

"No, the cheongsam is just an ordinary cheongsam, I thought it was strange yesterday, the fragrance almost made me a little intoxicated, how could such an ordinary cheongsam have such magic, in your eyes, what is on the cheongsam?" Jiang Li looked at Mao Daxin's confused appearance and patiently explained.

"It's just an ordinary cheongsam, huh?" Mao Daxin scratched his head.

"In my eyes, the sparks on his cheongsam, those sparks don't hurt clothes, and they don't burn your hands. Those sparks are what we call power, the power and the cheongsam are put in the box together, and after a long time, they are attached to the cheongsam, because it is intangible, so you can't see it, when Jiang Qiao wants to take away the power, it is actually those powers, and the clothes are just a container for power. Jiang Li said.

"I kind of get it. And now? Mao Daxin asked.

"I know how to find Jiang Qiao. The most important thing now is to find her first. Jiang Li said.

"No, then this corpse... Bai Zhisheng's death is none of Xiao Qiao's business? In Mao Daxin's heart, whether Jiang Qiao is a murderer or not is the most important thing at present, and he doesn't want to handcuff Jiang Qiao in person one day and take him back to the police station.

"Yes. Bai Zhisheng's ghost has already said, he somehow went to the kitchen in the middle of the night, and he took a knife to cut the main artery, and then he saw Jiang Qiao standing behind him, he recognized Jiang Qiao, it was she who split his head with a knife... You can imagine the rest of the story. Jiang Li's tone instantly deepened, trying his best to describe the whole thing in a calm tone.

Mao Daxin was speechless for a long time, that hateful guy used Jiang Qiao's body to kill people, if Jiang Qiao came to his senses, he knew that his hands were covered with blood, how devastating he would be.

"MD, you're right, if Xiao Qiao hadn't been so kind-hearted and cared about the gossip of those ghosts, he might not be like this today." Mao Daxin said indignantly.

"Compared to this, I am more worried about her body now, that power is now in her, if we can't find her as soon as possible, she and we can only be separated by yin and yang in the future." Jiang Li clenched his fists.