This camera was hung in a corner, through which it could monitor the whole house, and I listened to Yinyin's words and stared at it carefully. I didn't notice anything, but when I looked down, I noticed that the power and data cables underneath the camera had been cut.

I tacitly approached Yinyin, and it was a little higher than the ground, so I moved a chair over. Yin Yin stood on it, staring at the incisions at the end of the thread, the two incisions seemed to have been broken with small scissors, and the scissors must be very sharp, and the sections were neat. I looked around, trying to find the modus operandi, but to no avail.

I wondered, because according to normal logic, this room is so closed, there must be tools left on the site. But all this is completely different from this.

I suddenly had a very ridiculous thought, and I thought to myself, could it be that the tools of crime could fly? And by the way, I thought about the flying dragonflies and drones. I'm really not sure if there will be a connection between the two, and even at this glance, the spearhead is directed at Wang Laoji.

The dead technical police officer and the old janitor had red spots on their necks, and I took a more serious attitude, came to Zhu Chen's side again and squatted down.

There was no sign of redness or swelling on his neck, nor did he have red spots. I didn't give up, and I turned him over with great effort. This time it was obvious that there was a red spot on the back of his neck, and the red dot was swollen around it, and the color was darker than the two red spots he had encountered before, and there was a purple-black feeling.

Yin Yin saw that my expression became serious, so he asked, "What's the matter, you have made a new discovery?" ”

I pointed to the red dot on Zhu Chen's neck and motioned for Yin Yin to come over and take a look.

Yin Yin put the camera aside, and after crouching next to me, she stared at the red dot and didn't say anything.

We each thought silently. During this period, Yin Yin also focused on the pool of blood beside Zhu Chen, and she sighed.

She fumbled in her pocket again, took out the rubber gloves and put them on, and then pushed them up against the pool of blood without disgust. When I pushed the puddle of blood somewhere else, I noticed that there was another word on the ground.

The word seemed to be carved, although it was crooked and the traces were very shallow, but Yin Yin and I carefully identified it for a while, and we recognized it.

Yin Yin first said, "This should be a black letter!" I nodded in agreement.

I used my phone to take pictures of several suspicious places in the house, and I didn't even let go of the camera.

After that, we looked down and tried to find new clues.

It is worth mentioning that there is a window in the innermost part of this room, which is neither too big nor too small, and dragonflies can fly in just right.

I wonder if it was a flying dragonfly. If a tool similar to a small scissors is installed on its head, it can destroy the two lines of the camera, and then the flying dragonfly will give Zhu Chen a poisonous needle, the medicinal properties of this poisonous needle make Zhu Chen crazy, Zhu Chen is crazy to commit suicide with ribs, and wrote a bizarre "black" word before dying.

I'll tell Yin Yin about this speculation. Yin Yin nodded in agreement, and specifically pointed to the black letters. That means, it's critical, and it's likely to be an important clue to solve the case.

After that, Yin Yin and I didn't find any other more valuable clues, and the director waited outside to make room for us to spare.

Yin Yin shouted and called the director in. Yin Yin explained to him and asked him to follow the procedure and hand over the rest to the technical police to deal with.

The director kept nodding heavily. I know he's going to work hard. This reassures me.

Yinyin and I turned around and went back to the police station. I wasn't idle on the road, I kept thinking about things. I have to say that through this series of successive murders, I have more and more headaches for Wang Laoji, originally only regarded him as a serial killer, but now when I look at it, the water behind me is deeper.

When we get back to the office, we take a cigarette together to relax our brains and continue to analyze the case.

Yin Yin also specially brought a pen and a notebook, and while recording on it, he said to me, "Although Zhu Chen is dead, Wang Laoji has appeared too many times in the past two days, and he will definitely leave a lot of clues, let's sort them out." ”

I motioned for her to continue.

Yin Yin also said, "First, the body of the man on the cross and the lunch box have been sent to the laboratory to wait for the results of the examination; Second, the corpse parts of the female corpse and the clown playing cards have also been sent for inspection, let's see if we can dig up something valuable from here. ”

Another thing came to mind, reminding, "Human skin! Be sure to take a closer look at the human skin, especially to see if there are similar cases, and the time span can be a little farther away! ”

Yin Yin made a note of it, and she seemed to be satisfied with my suggestion, and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

I was so engrossed that I even unconsciously stood up and walked back and forth in the office. I couldn't stop thinking about the scenes I saw today, and even inadvertently, I scratched my head in annoyance.

I suddenly had a thrill, I remember that during the video call, Wang Laoji also scratched his hair because of Zhu Chen's arrest, and his hair was still falling down a lot.

I have an idea, if I really told Wang Laoji that Zhu Chen was just his friend, and he went against the police because he wanted to save Zhu Chen, why did he grab his hair so annoyed? And Zhu Chen's death makes us have a guess, it is likely that Wang Laoji did it, why did he kill Zhu Chen instead of saving him?

When I think of the word threat, Zhu Chen must have Wang Laoji's handle in his hand, Wang Laoji said it very well on his face, but he was actually afraid that the handle would be grasped by the police. And to go deeper, wasn't the technical police officer also killed while fiddling with Zhu Chen's computer?

I hurriedly said to Yin Yin, "Computer, Zhu Chen's computer, I'll take it back and study it." ”

Yin Yin must not have thought as much, she looked at me with some incomprehension, but still nodded in support.

I immediately walked out of the office, and when I went out immediately, Yin Yin shouted to me and said, "Let's go our separate ways, I will also dissect Zhu Chen's corpse, and the needle hole in his neck will be tested, and I will also contact some old fritters in Moshi to inquire." ”

When I came to the technical team, I found that it was surprisingly busy today, and all the police officers had work on their hands, and they even had a kind of anxious posture.

After I came in, they didn't have time to talk to me, so they nodded and were done.

I didn't want to disturb them, Zhu Chen's computer was placed in the corner of the computer room. I was quite direct, and I wanted to be convenient, and I went out of the police station with Zhu Chen's host.

I put the console on the back of the bike again and wanted to take it home. But looking at the motorcycle in front of me, I was temporarily delayed for a while.

This is a new motorcycle that has been modified by high technology, and according to the police, I have been attacked many times recently, and the organization wants to keep me safe.

To be honest, I didn't have time to taste the difference of this motorcycle, so I just fiddled with it on the spot.

I found that the motorcycle could raise a kind of transparent and closed glass cover, which not only protected against ordinary bullets, but also against the invasion of toxic gases. It's like the last time a taxi blew poison smoke at me, if there was this motorcycle, it would only take a liter of the protective cover and it would be over.

In the front wheels of the motorcycle, two extremely concealed barrels are also installed, and the motorcycle is equipped with special equipment and buttons to control the gun.

It reminds me of a helicopter gunship. And after some operation, I found that the muzzles of the two guns can still be turned slightly, which is specially designed to hit the tires of the vehicle in front.

I laughed secretly, and for a while I also gave this motorcycle a nickname, called the thief. In fact, if you think about it, it's really such a reason, using a gun with a motorcycle to hit the opponent's tires, isn't it a loss?

But I like this kind of loss!

In addition, the engine of this motorcycle is also very special, and the massage dial shows that the top speed has exceeded 300 miles per hour.

I took out a posture of riding a baby, drove it downstairs to my house, locked it, and went upstairs with the main console.

I put the host in the living room, went to take a shower again, and then was thinking about whether to eat something or directly study Zhu Chen's computer when the motorcycle key appeared an alarm sound.

I know that this shows that someone is going to hit the idea of a motorcycle.

In normal times, in broad daylight, there are very few thieves who are stupid and blatantly steal cars, but I think it must be that my mount is too dazzling.

I was in a hurry, ran to the veranda and looked down the window. There were three men working together to get me on a crowbar.

I scolded my mother, and I didn't care about getting dressed, so I put on a big pair of pants, pulled on my slippers, and rushed downstairs.