I looked left and right, and found that this place was indeed clean, so the only starting point for finding clues at present was the male corpse.

So I came to the side of the male corpse, slowly bent my knees and squatted down, uncovering the white cloth, only to see that the arms of the male corpse had already grown corpse spots, including his wrists, which were also partially dry.

"The deceased was dead for no more than 24 hours, and the body was moved, so there were such corpse spots." As I analyzed, I carefully watched the mark on his body.

It looks really weird.

I frowned and looked at it earnestly, but there was a natural look of doubt in my eyes.

Who left such clues for us in the deceased? It doesn't seem to have been left by the murderer, right?

In addition, this clue remains on the deceased, so it should also be a warning to the deceased, right?

Just as I was fascinated, the forensic doctor next to me suddenly came over and said to me, "He Yang, I think this is a bit like a warning, what do you think?" ”

Hearing him say this, I immediately turned around and looked at him, and then I nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes." ”

At this time, a policeman walked up, but he had a different opinion, and said, "I think it's like an epidemic or something." ”

"But the way each deceased died was different, and some of the previous ones were obviously killed by him, how do you explain this?" I crouched down next to the corpse and looked up at him coldly.

After he passed by me, he suddenly said, "Actually, how can you fully understand who the murderer is here?" If it were me, I would definitely visit his house now, but I am a traffic policeman. ”

He was actually right, so I secretly lowered my gaze, thinking that it would be really necessary to go to the old man's house for a while.

So after this work was completed, I didn't take Ye Huancheng's car back, but took the old man's information by myself, and then took the car to the old man's home.

The old people are poor and live in unfinished buildings, which are far away from our city center.

When I came here by car, it was already dark, and when I stood downstairs and looked up, I only felt that the unfinished building seemed to be shaky, which was quite scary.

The driver also said to me: "The road is dark at night, you should be careful." Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, that is, you really need to pay more attention to yourself, I heard that this building is haunted! Eh, after all, this building has not been inhabited for a long time, so you might as well do it yourself! ”

After that, he had already started the car and was about to drive away!

Oh, my God! I originally wanted to tell him to wait for me for a while so that he could send me back, but the current driver is really irresponsible, but I can't help it.

It's all coming, should I retreat at this time? I quietly glanced up at the building, but finally mustered up the courage, took out my phone and turned on the flash, and walked towards the dark staircase inside.

As I walked over, I heard the sound of the wind lingering in my ears, a bit like a baby's crying, whimpering.

I couldn't help but secretly make a swing, but I didn't stop at all.

As I walked, I silently recited "402" in my heart, because the place where the old man lived was room 402.

As soon as I got up to the second floor, I saw a wall full of advertisements, all kinds of words, and some words written in red paint.

After a quick glance, I walked up the stairs to the fourth floor.

In fact, I was a little flustered at this time, because I felt that I was the only one in the whole building.

After looking for a while, I finally found 402.

Originally, I wanted to use the key ring to open the door, but who knew that when I twisted the door lock, I found that the door lock was not closed tightly.

I couldn't help but frown, just unscrewed the lock on the door, and walked in with my head down.

Once inside, I looked around the room.

My eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the darkness, but my nose could smell something, and in addition to the strong smell of smoke, there was also the smell of alcohol, and a foul smell.

By feeling, I found the switch and wanted to turn the light on.

Who knows that the switch has been touched many times, but the light is still not on, it seems that the light is broken.

I could only hold my own phone and walk over with my senses, and even more so as to walk, keeping an eye on my feet.

It's so messy here, and if I'm not careful, I'll fall.

There are also many clues here, but they usually reveal the circumstances before the deceased's death.

I searched his room until I found the most suspicious clue - there was an envelope under his pillow, and there was a lot of money in the envelope.

I can't tell anything from this envelope, but the money is serialized, and it can be seen that it should have just been withdrawn from the bank.

Why does he have so much money? Did you save it on weekdays, or did someone give it to you?

I placed the envelope casually on the bed, then turned around and walked in the other direction.

When I found a corner of the bedroom, I found something like zinc powder inside.

Why am I so sensitive to zinc powder? Because this is something that can be used to extract fingerprints, I have also been exposed to it before, as well as aluminum powder and toner.

When I felt it, I couldn't help but frown and think, "Why is this thing here?" What exactly is it trying to tell me? ”

Just when I was puzzled, there was a sudden "pop" sound in the living room outside, as if something had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, my heart hung on my voice, and my eyes were also stretched wide by me in an instant.

I hurriedly got up, quickly grabbed my phone, and walked out of the living room.

Since the living room was still dimly lit, I could only raise my right hand and use my phone's flash to shine it.

My flash wasn't always on, it was flashing, so it added a bit of an eerie feel to the environment.

I frowned, looked at it for a while, and when I saw that there was no one, I thought to myself that it might have been a mouse that accidentally knocked something down.

Just when I took it lightly and wanted to continue checking, my phone seemed to shine on a person's face, and that face was at the door.

I hurriedly took my phone back on, turned my head again, and hurried over.

As I walked, I looked with my head held high, frowning, and every step was cautious.