didn't give me a chance to ask deeply, because the mobile phones of the two of them rang in a hurry at this moment, and I only heard Gao Cheng hook his lips and say lightly: "It's coming." But he didn't answer, and let the phone ring on the table. I pressed the answer button here, and Xu Jianglun's voice on the other end came out eagerly: "Xia Zhu, where are you and Sir Gao?" Another corpse was found in Jiang Hongxiu's house! It's really evil. ”

It is indeed evil, one case has not been settled, and another case has arisen! Qingcheng District is so big, and there have been murder cases one after another in the past month, and they are all such unsolved cases. When we arrived, the area had been cordoned off, and it was a privately built villa in the suburbs, which was not particularly regulated. It was after listening to what the criminal police next to him said that it turned out that the Shen family was not far away, and it was also a small privately built house.

No one would have thought that just checking Tong Ziqi's interpersonal relationship would find out here.

As soon as he stepped into the warning area, Zhang Ji walked over with a heavy face: "The trace examiner and the forensic doctor have arrived, wait for you to look at it before collecting evidence." Gao Cheng's eyes swept and asked, "Where is the scene?" ”

"Basement."

It was a space with a damp and rotten smell. It's not so much a basement as it is an ancient cellar, with the entrance under a stone slab behind the stairwell. There are no lights themselves, and the police have plugged in the power supply and installed searchlights, and the room is bright. Shen Yanping died in a large vat, which was soaked in liquid, and the pungent smell seemed to be formalin.

Suddenly, I heard Gao Cheng whisper to me: "Close your eyes and perceive." I did as I was told, but when I closed my eyes and waited for a while, no images appeared, and my mood was not affected. I opened my eyes and shook my head at him, I also felt very strange, basically every time I went to a scene, I had a special intuitive sense, but looking at this Shen Yanping's corpse, I didn't feel anything.

Gao Cheng turned around and walked towards the entrance: "The trace examiner and the forensic doctor can work, this is not the first scene, go to the Shen family." ”

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The Shen family, in the same location, also has a basement. As soon as the baffle was lifted, a strong foul smell came out. As soon as my nose is stimulated, one of my senses kicks in.

A pair of women's feet stepped into the basement, and a vague-eyed man was tied to the corner, and she walked up to him and crouched down, the two of them talking something. Suddenly, she stood up, and instead of turning around, she walked to a curtain next to her, and gently opened the curtain, and there was a person hiding behind it......

"Ka!" A sound came from the top of my head, and my heart trembled, and I opened my eyes and looked up in shock, and saw that a criminal policeman accidentally knocked the baton somewhere when he came down, and a sharp gaze shot away, followed by Gao Cheng coldly shouted: "Who told you to come down!" The detective's hand trembled in fright, and the baton fell to the ground.

Listening to the rolling sound, I felt an indescribable discomfort, as if something was pulling at the nerves in my brain. Suddenly, Xu Jianglun asked in surprise: "Xia Zhu, what's wrong with you?" ”

When I raised my eyes, I found that everyone's eyes were looking at me, and I was inexplicable. The sight was obscured by the figure, and the familiar aura surrounded me, Gao Cheng's hand patted my forehead and ordered: "Look up." As I did so, I felt as if there was liquid gushing out of my nose, a faint sweet smell.

Xu Jianglun's voice had already come closer: "Cover it with a tissue first, and I'll go find Chen Lai." A pack of tissues was stuffed into his hand, and he ran up with a click. The black line on my forehead came out, Chen is a forensic doctor, specializing in autopsies, I just had a small nosebleed, I don't need to work on her.

As for the cause of the nosebleed, I thought about it for a while, and I thought that first, the smell of the environment was too pungent, and second, I was so shocked by the sudden noise. I closed my eyes and felt the image a few times before, even if I was interrupted by the rejuvenating god, but in fact, the picture refracted according to the scene was basically over, and this time it was forcibly interrupted in the process, and my mind seemed to be shaken.

With an empty hand, the pack of tissues took off his hand, and the voice of disdain was next to his ears: "I don't understand any common sense, the paper has dust, and it is easy to cause capillary blockage when it enters the nasal cavity and dissolves with blood." The next moment, the soft fabric pressed under my nose.

In the perspective, there is only Gao Cheng's face, his eyes are slightly lowered, his gaze is firmly fixed on my face, his right hand is off the back of my head, his left hand is pressed against the fabric in front of my nose, and then he is almost half leaning on his arms. In the light of his shallow eyes, he seemed to be melancholy, how many times have I seen him look so gentle?

I felt a strange feeling in my heart, I couldn't tell what it was, faint, unpredictable.

After a moment, he let go of his hand and lifted my head and asked, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?" I paused and shook my head, the blood in my nose seemed to stop, and the panic in my heart dissipated. Something was stuffed into his hand, and he whispered: "Go back and wash me." ”

When I looked down, I found that it was a black belt similar to a silk scarf, and the blood stains were hidden on it, which was not obvious. Raising his eyes to see his expression, he found that all eyes around him fell here, and he turned around to see that everyone seemed to be waiting, and he suddenly felt embarrassed.

Gao Cheng walked around me as usual, and walked around the basement, pausing in the corner and the curtain. Not surprised, I could look around the basement and see the image in my head, and with his keen sense of perception it would only be quicker than for me. In the corner, it seems to be empty, but if you look closely, you can see that the wall has been detached from stone dust, and there is also residual powder on the ground, which has been rubbed against the wall and fallen.

As for the side of the curtain, its existence itself is abrupt. There are no doors or windows in the basement, so why use a curtain to cover it, especially since it is not close to the wall, the idea is too special. I saw Gao Cheng slowly put on his black gloves, pinched the curtain and opened it little by little.

I unconsciously held my breath, expecting, no, it should be said to be hesitation, is there anyone behind the curtain? If so, are they still alive? But as the curtain was gradually opened, no one was seen, and the blood stains on the ground were shocking.

Gao Cheng is not wrong, the Shen family is indeed the first scene of the murder! But I remember that he said before that Jiang Hongxiu, who had cut off his hands and legs between morgues, died here, could it be that these bloodstains were his? No, if Jiang Hongxiu died here and shed such a big pool of blood, it would be impossible for forensic doctor Chen not to identify it. And the autopsy report has determined that he fell to his death, even if there is a discrepancy, it is impossible to come and go too much, so the pool of blood on the ground must not be Jiang Hongxiu's.

Turning his head sideways and looking back at the corner, he vaguely understood what was going on, but there were countless thoughts colliding in his head, which was very chaotic and unclear for a while. Suddenly, the back of his hand was touched, and Gao Cheng whispered in his ear: "Xia Zhu, what does that look like?" ”

It was then that I noticed that his gaze did not rest on the pool of blood on the ground, but landed on the wall a meter away. Since the searchlight is placed at the entrance, it is backlit here, and it seems to be visible on the wall, but the walls of this basement have only been lime painted, and the suspected pattern on this wall has obviously been scraped off.

Takajo asked, "Can you restore it?" I pondered for a moment and replied seriously: "Give me time, I can't guarantee that everything will be restored." "I've always been strict about what belongs to my field of expertise. After the layer is scraped off, it needs to be judged by the direction of the pen and the residual traces, which is not a question of whether it is difficult or not, but whether it can be done.

Gao Cheng turned his head to the people waiting beside him: "Clear the field, give her half an hour." ”

Zhang Jishen objected: "No, the traces at the scene are only preliminarily collected, and further thorough investigation is needed." But listening to Gao Cheng's tone, it was half a degree cold: "What if I say that the pattern on this wall is the key to solving the case?" "The atmosphere froze for a while, I felt deeply uneasy, and wanted to go to pull Gao Cheng to show that I could actually wait for the traces to be collected before restoring the remnants on the wall, but the next moment Zhang Ji had already strided, and soon the criminal police officers retreated one after another, and someone sent paper and pen, and then only Gao Cheng and I were left.

I pursed my lips and said, "Actually, I can ......."

"High sir." Forensic Chen's voice came from the entrance, "Team Zhang asked me to report to you the surface autopsy report from the Jiang family." ”

Gao Cheng lowered his eyebrows and instructed me, "Wait for me here." Looking at his departing figure, meditating on the fact that maybe this case really made him excited and hearted. Gazing intently, he returned to the wall and took a closer look, but there was no easel, so he could only spread the paper on the ground. I must not have dared to stay in that place with blood stains, and retreated to the open space outside the curtain.

Sit down on the floor and start writing. It is really not easy to restore, there are too many layers scraped off, and I feel that the pen is wrong a few times, because the pen is turned downwards and cannot be connected with the remnants on the wall. Suddenly, my heart moved, and I closed my eyes and wanted to try - painting shadows.

The special aura in the space surrounds, and the stimulation of the blood stains on the ground in my mind is full of sadness. The woman's back came out, it was blurry, and the long hair was vaguely visible on her back. Her right hand was raised and danced erratically, and it took me a moment to realize that she was scraping the pattern on the wall, and I quickly looked at it. Hands also began to scribble on the drawing paper.

Actually, I couldn't see the pattern clearly, and I felt the pattern under the movement through the direction of the woman's hand. The more your hand scribbles on the paper, the more concrete the destroyed pattern becomes in your mind.

But inexplicably, a strange breath invaded the brain layer, so that the pores of my whole body erupted open, and a chill seeped in. This side is still sinking into the shadow, but the mind is being withdrawn, and even the footsteps of the outside world are gradually approaching, is Gao Cheng back? I forced my mind and said urgently, "Wait a little longer, don't come near me!" ”

I barely managed to concentrate on my feet, as long as I looked a little more, only a part of it was blocked by the woman's figure. But the other man only stopped for a moment, and then approached me again, and the sound of the light steps became the biggest disturbance to me.

Thoughts exploded, images dispersed, and a heart-piercing pain hit the brain. Instinctively, I held my head and opened my eyes to look back, but I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

Behind him, empty and peaceful, where is there anyone?

But the footsteps that were close to my ears just now...... Not only that, but the breath of the outside world was so strong, and the chill of the pores even interfered with my settled thinking. <