If the city is nothing, then everything it presents is a real reflection of the real world. www.biquge.info Zhanpeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's really rich to make ghosts grind!" He followed staff B all the way to the ice storage where Han Yingying's body was stored. I just sent Lao Chen over, my heart was full of sadness, and I didn't pay attention to the environment here. In the empty space, there was a cold air of cautious people, and there were many unwilling souls imprisoned behind the cold cabinet door.

Fan Tong took the antibacterial gloves handed over by the staff and gently flicked Han Yingying's head, Wang Lei looked inside curiously, and couldn't help but spit out with a "wow". "Look at you, look at you, don't you get me in trouble" B stomped his foot anxiously. Zhanpeng pushed Wang Lei to go to the bathroom to vomit, nodding his head and making two steps to find tools to help clean up. Han Yingying's body lay stiffly in the cold cabinet, the right back of her head was deeply sunk into the palm of her face, and the dried and coagulated blood looked like a huge black scar. Fan Tong silently remembered every detail in his heart, the edge of the wound was slightly wider than the inside, and the flesh and blood were blurred and finely fragmented, which showed the ruthlessness of the murderer, not only knocking, but repeatedly attacking this place until the victim died. The edge of the wound is slightly elongated to the left, and it is bold to guess that the tool of the crime may be a hammer, and the head is protruding but there is no sharp edge. "The murderer is right-handed?" Fan Tong muttered to himself. "See what?" Zhan Peng settled Wang Lei and returned to the corpse. "Nothing special was found," Fan Tong said, rolling up the sleeves of the corpse and checking whether there were any other injuries on the body one by one. It can be seen that Han Yingying was also a beauty lover before her death, with delicate makeup on her face, and even nails on her nails. "Huh?" Zhan Peng's eyes followed her hand, and the nail art piece of the left index finger of the corpse actually fell off, revealing its own nails, and there was a layer of fine roughness on the nail surface. Fan Tong muttered in his heart, it stands to reason that he loves beautiful women so much, how can he lose his nails and not make up for them? I'm afraid there is only one reason, that is, he accidentally fell off while fighting the murderer.

"Do you think that the murderer's purpose is to kill people, and it is not like the rumors outside that he bumped into robbers." Zhan Peng approached Fan Tong's ear and muttered quietly. "I think it's ...... too" "I said, you're not done yet, let's go, the uncle on duty at night will come over to inspect in a while." After B cleaned up the ground, he looked at the time and hurried back to urge. The body was brought in from the new, everything was restored to its original state, and the three of them followed B downstairs. "If you know any more news, please let me know, rest assured that your benefits are indispensable." Fan Tong handed over his phone number. B rolled his eyes and put it away with a smile, "Don't worry, I will notify you!" Seeing Fan Tong's "atmosphere", he was very happy to hand over her, a rich man, and said that he would reveal to her some things that he had heard. However, most of them are useless gossip news, except for the items stolen by the murderer, he took more than 100,000 yuan in cash from the owner of the house at home, as well as the deceased's personal jewelry. Fan Tong and the three of them walked out of the door on the first floor, and B chased after them, "Little girl, wait a minute, I suddenly remembered something, I don't know if it's what you want to know" "You said" B looked around, lowered his voice and said, "When Han Yingying was just sent, there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, which was very weird. "I haven't heard of anyone having fun when they meet bad guys! This is strange.

Leaving the funeral home, Fan Tong drove back to the city center to find a clean express hotel, opened a business suite, and several people stayed. Closing the door, Zhan Peng asked Fan Tong suspiciously, "Doesn't it mean that this is a city that doesn't exist at all?" How did you just swipe your card? Fan Tong put the bank card back in the wallet and smiled a little mockingly, "Maybe the organizer specially prepared a POS machine in advance in order to make some money?!" ”

"If you want me to say that since it's an illusory city, you should make it look like a fantasy, at least it has to be a little surreal," Wang Lei lay down on the sofa on all fours, picking his chin YY to say. "What kind of surrealism? Make you a billionaire. Zhanpeng kicked his leg and made room to sit down. More than that, for example, beautiful women are like clouds, throwing them into their arms...... Haha......" "Be careful to arrange two fox demons for you to suck your essence dry" Fan Tong dropped a sentence coldly, turned around and walked into the bedroom. Wang Lei subconsciously protected his lower body, and Zhan Peng stared at him with a bad smile.