Walking to Li Erquan's side, he had not yet come out of the crowd. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He saw me standing in front of him, looking at me helplessly, and I was helpless.

When we crossed the cordon, the rookie explained: "Well, there are too many people, and their enthusiasm is almost exceeding ours, so we can't respond a little."

"You don't say you're short." I said it directly, with an unkind smile on my face.

"Master~ don't take such a life attack." The rookie said, with a melancholy expression, but for such a conversation, it was obviously just a joke, because there was still a slight smile in his eyes.

In other words, the place where I am now is a small town around the city, and the case happened in this small town.

After a little fight with the rookie, we walked into a private house. This house is in the ordinary residential segment from the exterior and internal facilities, and there is no kind of rental house with elevators.

"It's a little bit weak." I said to Li Erquan.

Looking at the wall inside the staircase, perhaps because of some years, the white ash on the wall has fallen off badly, revealing the gray wall. The handrails in the stairwell are also made of simple wooden stakes, and the wooden stakes on them have some black marks, I don't know if they are caused by too much moisture or because they have been soaked in water.

Water droplets flowed down from the top, and one of them landed right on me, and I frowned and looked up, it was the liquid flowing from the crack in the stairs, but I don't know what kind of water it was.

"It came out of the crime scene." Song Rong's voice came.

I looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Song Rong standing on the stairwell at this time, looking at me, with a cigarette in his mouth, and did not light it.

I nodded at him and walked up on my feet.

As I walked, I asked him, "You said it came from the call site, tell me about the situation?"

"Just check it out." Song Rong pointed upstairs to me and waited for me to walk up together.

followed Song Rong upstairs, and what caught his eyes was the water all over the floor and the messy floor.

Stepping on the water, I walked through the door and entered the room, but in front of me was a neat furnishings, completely different from the scene outside the door. It seems that the owner of this house is a person who loves cleanliness. I thought that under Song Rong's instructions, I went to a place similar to the master bedroom, and what made me wonder was that there was a slender water pipe at the door of the room.

In fact, as soon as I entered the house, I smelled diluted blood. As I stood at the door of the room, the smell became more and more pronounced. I'm sure the scenes inside aren't all that good.

Sure enough, when I walked into the room and saw the scene inside, there was a flash of disgust in my eyes. What I am disgusted with is not the dead or the scene, but the murderer's methods of murder and the techniques used in them.

I saw that in the small room, the body was divided into six parts. The limbs were stuck upside down in the corners of the wall, as if they had grown out of the wall, and the torso in the middle was placed on top of the bed, and the blood stained the sheets bright red and diluted pink. The head, hanging high from the ceiling, with a pair of hideous eyes, stared in my direction, telling her unwillingness and suspense.

What surprised me even more was that the souls of the deceased were all in her body, and every part of the soul was completely matched, even the place where it was cut was unusually synchronized. To put it simply, the soul of the deceased was also dismembered, and it was sealed in the original torso with extremely vicious spells. This is equivalent to making a person's soul continue to suffer the pain of death after death.

"Tsk." I sighed and turned my attention to the water pipe, which rose from the ground to the "sky", and was tied to the ceiling lamp with a single nylon rope that hung the deceased's head.

The water in the pipes had been turned off, but there were still traces of its flow.

The water pipe hangs above the skull, and it can be seen that the first contact with the water source is the top of the head, and the hair is washed down by the water, clinging to the dead skin. The blood in the skull was already out of blood from the impact, and even the incision on the neck was dripping with transparent droplets.

The blood-stained head was like a white radish soaked in water, and it was dead white except for the hair and eyes.

Underneath the skull is the middle torso, and the torso that has been cut has been washed away from blood. It can be seen that the water has been flushing for a long time, which also shows that the time when the deceased was killed is a long time ago.

"It's a strange way to die." I just said this for a long time, Song Rong frowned slightly when he heard this, and the expression on his face was tangled.

"Let's go out and talk." Song Rong said to me and led me to the balcony of the living room.

Since the balcony is separated from the inner room, the water inside does not fill the outside and comes out, so the balcony is dry.

Song Rong arrived at the balcony, still holding a cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't know if he wanted it or not. Obviously, my concern was not on point, because Song Rong's sad face told me that he was troubled right now, but I was not on the same channel as him for a moment.

"What do you have to say about this case?" Song Rong asked.

"I don't have anything to say, although I know that there is a suspicion of non-human crimes, but what I care more about at this time is what you said, the matter about Feng Xue." I said truthfully to Song Rong, looking at him, silently seeking an answer.

"For this matter, it is the video of the passage that we retrieved, and we can see from the video that at the time of the deceased's death, the only person who entered and exited this building was a person with a body shape very similar to Feng Xue." Song Rong said.

"I'm not sure if it's snow?" I asked.

"Indeed, it can't be said that Feng Xue, but suspicion is not ruled out, and ......" Song Rong said, a little hesitant, as if he was hesitating to say something or something.

"If you have anything to say, don't grind." I said to Song Rong, with a calm expression on my face, but a little drumming in my heart.

"We found this at the door of the crime scene." Song Rong said, and handed me a card with the words "Feng Xue" written on it.

This is a snow work card, everyone in our store has such a small sign, it is the style I asked to pick at the time, everyone's is different, especially her one, I chose it for a long time to finalize, so I can be sure that it is snow sealing.