Sheng Anning slapped Song Xiuyan: "Don't be stunned, hurry in, you know where the morgue is." ”

Song Xiuyan naturally knew that it was not far from here, and there was no shelter around, but walking here, it would inexplicably make people feel chills down their spines.

Sheng Anning followed Song Xiuyan into the morgue in the dark, there were five or six beds in a row in the room, and three of the beds contained corpses, covered with white cloths.

Song Xiuyan first went over and took a flashlight to look at it, pointed to the second corpse, and said in a low voice, "This." ”

Sheng Anning went over, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and covered it with a flashlight, so that the light emitted would not be very dazzling, and it would not be easy for people outside to find out.

Song Xiuyan was silent for a moment, he suspected that Sheng Anning had also returned from the special forces.

Sheng Anning looked at the left and right of the deceased's neck, there were indeed obvious strangulation marks, pinched the deceased's mouth and nose again, glanced inside, and rolled his eyelids.

Finally, every finger of the deceased was carefully examined.

Song Xiuyan paid attention to the movement outside, and watched Sheng Anning's movements, where it seemed to be facing a corpse, and it felt like picking pork.

If this were to be changed to another girl, I am afraid that I would have screamed in fright.

Sheng Anning was stunned by Song Xiuyan again, stripped off the deceased's clothes, looked at them carefully, and then neatly sorted out his clothes, restored the appearance when he first met, and said to Song Xiuyan: "Okay, we can go." ”

Song Xiuyan took the flashlight, looked at it carefully in the past, and then quietly touched it out with Sheng Anning.

Met with Zhou Shixun, who was said to be by the wall, and the three of them went back to the guest house together.

First went to Song Xiuyan's room, Sheng Anning entered the door and directly said what he found: "The deceased has strangulation marks on his neck, but he did not die of hanging, but poisoning, he pointed to a slight blackening, two black marks are obvious, and there are obvious needle eyes on the buttocks." ”

Song Xiuyan looked at Sheng Anning in shock, I'll go, how can you see this, he just saw that the other party died of poisoning.

Some didn't understand: "You said the poison was injected from the buttocks?"

Sheng Anning nodded: "Yes, maybe the situation was urgent, and the needle was deviated and accidentally poked on the buttocks, so the toxin between the two strands was heavier." The deceased was killed at the Public Security Bureau. ”

Song Xiuyan couldn't help but sigh: "Is it so bold? You dare to kill people in the Public Security Bureau." ”

But it shows that the other party is annoyed and angry.

When Zhou Shixun saw Sheng Anning talking, he kept holding his fingers, obviously unable to bear his hand, so he silently went to pick up a basin of water and asked Sheng Anning to wash his hands.

Sheng Anning blinked and laughed, the old man was still very careful, and went over to wash his hands carefully with soap.

In his mind, he kept thinking about the blood type of the real murderer, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, that is, he and Xiaozhu were at the door of the hotel that day, and saw a person who looked like Zhou Changyun.

He stood up excitedly and looked at Zhou Shixun: "Do you remember the night we ate wontons? When Xiaozhu and I washed our hands, we saw a man who looked very much like Zhou Changyun. ”

Song Xiuyan thought for a while before remembering who Zhou Changyun was: "Zhou Changyun?"

Sheng Anning continued: "The real murderer is also AB blood type, and so is Zhou Changyun, and I have seen a man who looks like Zhou Changyun, now that I think about it, that figure is still quite similar to the real murderer, do you think it will be a person?"

Song Xiuyan frowned: "Because it looks similar, the blood type will also be similar?"

Sheng Anning shook the water droplets in his hand: "It's not important, let's try our best to turn all the impossible into possibility, what if there is a connection? ”

Zhou Shixun frowned: "It's really similar?"

Sheng Anning nodded: "It's very similar, why don't we pay attention to whether there is anyone in the city who looks like Zhou Changyun, anyway, he didn't harm us this time, and he will definitely not stop." ”

Although Song Xiuyan felt that these were not logical at all, and even just clues that Sheng Anning had forcibly pieced together, seeing that Zhou Shixun believed it, he didn't squeak.

It's just strange in my heart, when Zhou Shixun didn't use his brain, he was willing to believe that he believed in Sheng Anning unconditionally.

returned to the room with Zhou Shixun, Sheng Anning was still muttering: "It would be nice if the corpse could be dissected, and it would be possible to find out what poison he had." ”

Zhou Shixun turned his head to look at her: "Will you dissect a corpse?"

Sheng Anning didn't want to hide it, but now his life was at stake: "I've seen a little, it should be similar to killing a rabbit." ”

Zhou Shixun didn't squeak, this is not a little worse than killing a rabbit.

After this incident, Sheng Anning didn't have time to tease Zhou Shixun, lying on the bed and constantly thinking, is his guess right?

There are so many coincidences in the world, and there must be problems too many times.

I thought that if it was really a person who looked like Zhou Changyun wanted to kill Zhou Shixun, then why?

What is the relationship between him and Zhou Changyun?

Think about it and guess that Zhou Shixun is not the child of Zhu Guihua and Zhou Mancang, will it be because of the tanuki to change the prince? Now that the fake prince found out his identity, he wanted to kill Zhou Shixun, the real prince?

The more I thought about it, the bigger my brain became, and I thought of the struggle of various forces from the official fight.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I couldn't sleep with excitement.

Turning over in bed.

Zhou Shixun on the other bed didn't fall asleep either, thinking about what Sheng Anning had said in his mind, he looked like a man from Zhou Changyun.

Three years ago, he had seen a man with a long circumference, but he didn't know the other party's name.

Could it be him?

Sheng Anning didn't fall asleep in a daze until it was almost dawn, and when he woke up again, it was already dawn, and the bedding that Zhou Shixun had slept on was neatly stacked, and the people had already gone out.

I sat up and rubbed my short hair, got dressed and went out to wash.

Passing by Song Xiuyan's room, I saw that there was also a lock on the door of his room, and it seemed that the two of them went out together.

After washing up, I came back and waited in the room for a while, but I didn't see Zhou Shixun come back, cleaned up, and prepared to go to the hospital to see Xiaozhu.

When I went downstairs, I happened to hear the waiter talk about sewing tickets and bicycle tickets, and I was full of envy, if I could get a ticket, my wedding face would be bright.

Sheng Anning still understands that to buy bicycles and sewing machines, you need an industrial ticket.

And this industrial ticket is very scarce, not everyone can get it, only some leading cadres, and advanced people may have one.

Coincidentally, she has an industrial ticket in her hand, and if she sells these tickets, she will definitely make money.

Suddenly, as if he had kicked a baby, he happily went to the hospital to see Xiaozhu.

When she gets back, she's going to exchange it for money and buy some of the things she needs.

Thinking about making money at the same time, but also thinking about the corpse, if she can dissect it, life will be too good.

How could she have such a perverted hobby?