Police lights flashed, the alley was full of police, and the yellow cordonade stopped the onlookers outside. Several policemen gathered around the corpse, their faces a little heavy.

"The modus operandi is the same as the previous case today, which is a fatal knife. The opponent should be specially made, I have never seen a similar shape, the sharpness is very high, and the specific alloy still needs to wait for the laboratory test results. ”

The man who spoke wore dark blue gloves on his hands, and he was skilled in fiddling with dead people, and he looked like a senior forensic doctor.

"There is nothing to say, there was a fatal wound to the head, brain tissue was destroyed, there was a lot of bleeding, and the victim died instantly."

"The identity of the deceased?"

When he spoke, he was a middle-aged man with gray hair and dark black glasses, dressed ordinarily and slightly ill-fitting, and at first glance he knew that he was a middle-aged man who was in a midlife crisis.

If Qi Shan saw this person, he would probably recognize it immediately, this is the male protagonist in the plot, the workaholic policeman played by Tianwang.

He was carrying a document that said Chen Helu. It should be the owner of this house. One guy first went to ask the neighbors and got a general idea of the deceased's condition.

This person mainly makes a living by lending money and collecting debts, has a bad personality, is arrogant, and often bullies people, so everyone respects him and stays away from him.

This person believes in God and Buddha very much, often put the God of Wealth on his lips, no matter how busy he usually is, he will definitely come over at 7 o'clock every night, in order to give the statue of the God of Wealth inside, on a stick of incense.

I think it was this trait that the murderer took advantage of and waited for the rabbit to give him a fatal blow.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it should have been very sudden, he didn't react at all, and he didn't even subconsciously resist, and his brain died directly.

From the perspective of technique, it is the same as the previous homicide case, and the murderer is very likely to be the same person. ”

It was Zang sir's colleague who spoke, a little younger, with a small flat head in jeans and a T-shirt, looking very capable.

"In this case, after handling the scene, get the body back, and ask the forensic doctor to hand over the two corpses for comparison and examination, and confirm the murder method again."

After Zang Sir said this, he turned around and left.

The colleague didn't say anything, buckled up the notebook, greeted the colleagues who were working, and left.

The two of them didn't speak, but they each understood in their hearts that such a murder case was actually the most troublesome.

The technique is professional and there is no superfluous information.

The killing location is random, the time is short, and the killing action is completed almost instantaneously, and there are almost no witnesses.

If it is just a previous case, the police may inquire about the interpersonal relationship of the deceased, do an investigation, and suspect several suspects.

Now that this homicide case has appeared, it can basically be concluded that this is a professional killer doing things.

Although no in-depth investigation was conducted, it was basically confirmed that the two victims would not have any personal relationship, and even if there were, I am afraid that the investigation would only be a waste of time.

Of course, although I think so in my heart, I still have to do what to do, after all, they are police officers.

My colleague's mobile phone rang, and when I took it out, my face changed color slightly.

Zang Sir sensitively noticed the abnormality, and asked out loud, "What's wrong?" ”

"Colleagues from the Information Department found Chen Helu's dark flower on the security network."

"Did you find any useful information?"

"The key information on the post is encrypted with a three-layer dynamic password, and others say that if you want to forcibly crack it, I'm afraid it will take more than a year."

Zang Sir was silent, his colleague knocked on his thigh, and said tentatively: "Do you want to transfer the case to the serious crime team?" They're better at this kind of thing. ”

Although the words are nice, they are actually shirking responsibility. Professional killer, although it is a great credit.

But a professional is a professional, and unlike manslaughter and impulsive homicide, professional killers leave few traces, and have strong vigilance, the ability to track and counter-track, and various professional skills.

If you want to catch this kind of person, the manpower and material resources that need to be consumed are extremely huge.

Generally, the police will try to avoid such cases, because unsolved cases can easily affect their promotion path.

Zang Sir didn't answer, and the two got into the police car one after the other and left the scene of the crime.

Sitting in front of the mirror, behind him was a gay stylist, watching him make a gesture on his head, Wang Jiamei's eyes were at a loss.

She still can't understand why she sent her to the beauty salon to get her hairstyle in a blink of an eye after doing such a thrilling big thing just now?

Shouldn't you hide it right away?

Also, why should you come to a beauty salon?

The stylist behind him was very happy, he didn't expect to receive a big job so late, and it has always been his dream to create a girl from head to toe.

It's a pity that no one has ever given him this opportunity, and tonight's sudden big customer asked to change the girl's look from the inside out.

Not only do he have to do hair and beauty, but he also needs to send people to nearby shopping malls to choose some clothes that match his temperament.

It's like a dream.

You must know that he is not cheap here, and he will get it down from beginning to end, at least tens of thousands of yuan, peeking at the man and seeing that he is concentrating on fiddling with the computer.

So he bowed his head and said to Wang Jiamei: "Miss, that's your boyfriend, right?" It hurts you so much, it's so late that I still accompany you to do your hair? ”

"Huh? Oh yes, yes. ”

Wang Jiamei stumbled perfunctorily, feeling as if she was dreaming.

As a girl, it is natural to love beauty, and she usually goes to get her hair down, what do she do to take care of her? But this is the first time I've come to such a high-end store.

She glanced at the posted price list just now, and was almost scared to death.

Looking at Qi Shan through the reflection of the mirror, what was he thinking?

As if sensing the gaze, Qi Shan glanced up, glanced at the watch, and said, "I'll go out for a while, and wait for me to come back." ”

After saying that, he pushed the door and walked out.

Wang Jiamei obediently agreed, and after a while, she suddenly reacted suddenly, he was gone!

I'm free now.

In a panic, he took out his mobile phone and entered the police number, but his finger stayed on the dial button.

The stylist was surprised: "Miss, what do you want to do?" Why call the police? ”

Wang Jiamei looked up at herself in the mirror.

It's different, it's really different, although the appearance is the same, it's still the same eyebrows and eyes, but the expression and temperament are like two people like yesterday's self.

After being silent for a while, Wang Jiamei slowly put away her phone and smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, I'm a little confused." ”

The stylist gave her a strange look and continued with the work at hand.