Chapter 64: The Dance of Death (7)

Compared with Jiang Li's nervousness, Wang Daochang's face was relaxed, he took a sip of tea slowly and methodically to moisten his throat, and then continued: "Few people don't know about your master's prestige, when he adopted you, almost the whole industry knew about it, and everyone was waiting to see a good show." ”

Waiting to see a good show?

Jiang Qiao glanced sideways at Jiang Li, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his fists were clenched, because of Wang Daochang's words, he was even tighter.

"Then do you know where Jiang Li's master went?" Jiang Qiao couldn't help but break the deadlock, she pulled Jiang Li's sleeve and motioned for him to sit down first.

Wang Daochang smiled: "How do I know, that old man likes to go to the mountains to find some strange things, maybe it is possible to wander in the Qilian Mountains now." ”

Jiang Li was skeptical.

The conversation ended abruptly.

On the way back, Jiang Li was still silent.

Jiang Qiao's heart was aroused with thousands of questions. But looking at Jiang Li's face, he didn't dare to ask a word.

What the hell is the show?

The next day

Jiang Qiao took Jiangcheng's unique breakfast seafood pot side and fried dough sticks, and knocked on the door of Jiang Li's house on time. It was still his remote control that opened the door, Jiang Li sat on the edge of the dining table, his expression was the same as usual, and when he saw that Jiang Qiao was bringing his favorite pot, he didn't wait for her to do it, so he took the dishes and chopsticks with great interest.

Jiang Qiao wanted to speak several times and stopped, but finally swallowed the words into his stomach.

Bang bang bang.

The door opened, and it was Mao Daxin.

He looked like he had not slept all night, his beard was scumbag, his eyes were bloodshot, and seeing that Jiang Li was still eating breakfast slowly, he couldn't help but sit directly at the dining table and took out a file from his bag:

"We checked yesterday for a night, and there have been no cases of arson in Jiangcheng City in the past two years, so I checked in other directions. I found out that half a month ago, there was a suicide case, and I don't know if it has anything to do with it. ”

Jiang Qiao leaned over with interest: "Suicide? Did he still commit suicide by dancing? ”

Mao Daxin slammed the table, startling the two of them: "Yes, I really committed suicide by dancing." ”

The case Mao Daxin said happened 17 days ago, a woman about 25 years old committed suicide by jumping into the river, originally it was nothing, when the two couples walking by the river were eyewitnesses, according to their accounts, the woman had danced solo on the beach by the river before jumping into the river. The two of them didn't pay attention at first, but just looked at it a few more times curiously.

Later, one of the girlfriends accidentally saw the woman stumbling all the way down the river while dancing. She continued to dance in the shallow water. The couple thought that the artist was looking for inspiration, so they didn't think about it so much, but they paid more attention to her every move. Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly walked towards the deep water while dancing, the speed was very fast, and before anyone could react, a river wave slapped directly on her head, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The couple couldn't swim, and there was no one on the river at that time, so they had to call the police, and by the time the police arrived to get the people up, it was already too late.

Although the deceased's behavior before her death was somewhat strange, the case was classified as a suicide case because there were eyewitnesses who testified that she went into the water voluntarily, and the forensic medical examiner determined that the woman had indeed drowned.

Mao Daxin worriedly introduced the case and said: "Although the police did not find the suicide note, it was found that the deceased had just fallen out of love before his death, so it is estimated that it was because of emotional problems and couldn't think about it for a while." But "

Speaking of this, Mao Daxin was a little hesitant, he paused, and then continued: "But I think these two cases are related, the woman who committed suicide is a dance teacher." ”,

Dance teacher, dance again?

What is the connection between the housewife whose daughter learns dance and the teacher who teaches dance?

"Is it too late to go to the riverside now?" Mao Daxin looked at Jiang Li with hope.

It's a pity, Jiang Li shook his head: "Unless you go on the same day, it's useless to go the next day, otherwise I can directly find the parties involved in this burning case." ”

Mao Daxin's eyes dimmed.

Jiang Qiao, who had not intervened beside him, suddenly spoke: "The one who dances to death in the water, the next one who dances to death in the fire, will he die if he dances in the soil?"

"What?" Mao Daxin and Jiang Li asked in unison.

Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Li with his eyes, and continued: "Jinmu, Water, Fire and Earth, do you say that these people will die according to the five elements, such as the next one in the soil or on a tree." ”

Mao Daxin's eyes also looked at Jiang Li, and both of them were looking forward to it.

Without waiting for Jiang Li to say anything, the phone rang.

Mao Daxin picked up the phone, didn't say a word, his expression changed greatly, and his frightened eyes stared at Jiang Qiao, staring at her creepy.

Putting down the phone, Mao Daxin said faintly: "You guessed it, someone died again, dancing under the tree." ”

The crime scene was in an ecological park by the river in Jiangcheng City.

This eco-park is full of greenery and lush greenery, with migratory waterfowl and a few monkeys if you're lucky. Since there are only woods in the park and there are no other recreational facilities, there are few people on weekdays, and only on weekends do some elderly people who exercise come for a walk.

And the victim was found in the depths of the woods.,If it weren't for the XX Middle School organizing an autumn outing for students.,A few children came here by chance.,I'm afraid the corpse has quietly turned into flower fertilizer.。。

It's a great place to hide a corpse.

This was Jiang Qiao's first feeling when he saw the scene of the crime.

Because it was found in a public place, and there were many students, when Jiang Li arrived at the scene, the scene had already been surrounded by reporters from all walks of life in Jiangcheng City, and there was the previous burning incident, and everyone was waiting to use this single news to continue to dominate the headlines.

Mao Daxin took Jiang Li and Jiang Qiao to rush through layers of obstacles, and finally arrived at the blockade line, where the forensic and forensic staff were nervously busy.

Before he could get closer, Jiang Qiao had already smelled a faint smell of corpses, the forensic doctor was testing the corpse, and the forensic evidence on the side was also busy collecting evidence at the scene. Jiang Qiao hid behind Jiang Li, although his heart was pounding, his eyes couldn't help but look over.

I have to say that this is more like a work of art in nature than an ordinary corpse.

The branches and leaves of the white trumpet flowers drooped from the thousand-year-old banyan tree, and the sturdy and soft vines seemed to consciously hold her already cold hands, dragging her shoulders so that she could stand lightly. With one slender leg raised in the air, she rested weakly on the ancient banyan beard, and she half-hung her head, as if saying goodbye to her gradually decaying body.

A bed bug pierced through the skin and writhed its ugly body out of the deceased's cheek.

This time it was a child who died.

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