Hunting Art (1)
In the middle of the night, there was a figure walking on the ridge.
The ground that had just rained was muddy and slippery, and the figure waved the wine bottle in his hand and complained about the bad day. He staggered two steps and slipped.
With a plop, he slipped off the ridge and fell into the field beside him.
"Even God is going to bully me!" The figure burped, and he stood up tremblingly as he picked up the clods of dirt on the ridges.
The drunkenness made the figure's consciousness a little dazed, and it was in this trance that he vaguely saw a large black object in the field not far away.
"What is it......" The figure hiccuped again, and as he climbed up the ridge, he approached the massive object.
The figure touched the phone on his body, and he turned on the light to point at the behemoth in front of him.
"Wow!"
The figure was startled, and his phone was accidentally dropped into the field by him. The figure didn't linger, he didn't even pay attention to his mobile phone, and the man ran away even after crawling up the ridge.
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"We quickly rushed to the scene of the crime when we received the report last night, and here are some photos and videos from the scene." Ai Jie pressed the button in her hand, and a projection appeared on the wall.
He Yang looked up curiously for the projector, and soon he saw a very small machine installed on the ceiling.
"It's pretty handy now."
Ai Jie smiled and continued to explain the case.
"We arrived at the scene of the report at 10 p.m., and there were six victims.
All six victims disappeared during the month, and there is little relationship between the six.
We deduce that the target of the murderer's choice of harm is not specific, and that he is more likely to act out of the blues or randomly.
Several of the victims who died were tied with nylon rope to their wrists, ankles and necks, and their mouths were stuffed with cotton. All six of them died of mechanical asphyxiation......" Ai Jie changed the photos after speaking, "These are the photos we took when we first arrived at the scene. ”
He Yang and Zou Shuo both sighed intently after looking at the projection.
At this time, although there are six dead people in the projection, their bodies are connected together in a strange posture.
The prisoner erected a stick among the six and wrapped the six around the stick like twisted flowers.
Zou Shuo lowered his head and rubbed his eyes after a few glances, but He Yang looked at it carefully as if he was a bit of an occupational disease, and then he found a place.
"Ai Jie, you enlarge their necks a little bit, and I'll take a look."
"Okay."
Ai Jie pressed the button at hand a few times, and the photo on the projection was enlarged in the next second.
He Yang squinted his eyes and observed carefully, he then pointed to a deceased person behind his ear and looked at Ai Jie, "Do you have a direction for the eye of the needle here?" ”
"Needle's eye?" Ai Jie was a little surprised when she heard He Yang's words, after all, she was in charge of the dissection, but she hadn't seen any wounds such as needle holes.
"It's a little subtle, but there are still some of them, just at the base of the ear near the earlobe, you take a closer look." He Yang had a mature sense of stability, and Ai Jie apologized again and again after hearing it.
"I was negligent, I'll check it again now!"
Ai Jie said goodbye to Zou Shuo and went to the dissection room.
He Yang, who watched Ai Jie leave, also showed a complicated expression at this time.