Half a month ago.

The scene of the crime in an abandoned hospital.

"What's the situation," Hou Yong walked into the door of the abandoned hospital panting, but the noisy shouts in his ears were still endless, those reporters were really like wolves, and they couldn't wait to eat themselves when they saw them, if it weren't for their strong body and protruding from the encirclement, otherwise they would be suffocated by them.

"The body has not been touched yet, and the people from the forensic department are still on their way. ”

A young police officer's information was handed to Hou Yong, and as soon as Hou Yong walked in, he saw the body lying on the ground at a glance.

"Ge Lao Tzu drops. Hou Yong didn't feel that he was tightly frowning, and scolded.

The corpse on the ground was a woman.

Looking like he was in his thirties, his face was pale, like a ghost, his body was slightly swollen, his skin seemed to be bloodless, and the meridians were walking on the skin, crawling densely all over the body, making people shudder. The lips are purple and the pupils are dilated.

The most penetrating thing is the pair of round eyes, unwilling to die, and painful, presumably very painful when he dies.

Wearing a red jacket, barefoot, and neatly placed next to it, it was a pair of high heels.

Red heels.

"We did a preliminary examination, on the currently bare skin, the woman did not have too many injuries, we touched the woman's head, there was a slightly raised bag, it looked like someone had been slapped from behind, but the wound was not fatal, at most it was just syncope.

Secondly, the woman's body was swollen, her lips were purple, it seemed that she had been poisoned, there were no traces of injection on her body, it may be oral, her pupils were dilated, and it seemed that she struggled and resisted when she died. ”

Hou Yong listened to the narration of the police officers around him, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the neatly stacked red high heels.

"Those shoes ......"

"The shoes have been there from the very beginning, but it is probably not clear whether the murderer got them or the deceased himself. ”

Speaking of this, Hou Yong reached out and picked up the beer on the table and drank it all.

Although Fang Jun heard it clearly, the content really confused him, "I don't understand, what is this murderer doing there with a pair of red high heels?"

Hou Yong sighed, "I was strange at first, I thought it was some kind of perverted murderer or something, after killing someone, put a pair of shoes next to it, but later I learned that the shoes were the deceased's own, and the day before she died, she was wearing red high heels." ”

"When this case came out, there was a lot of trouble in the city, and later I learned that this was not the first case, and there have been many such homicide cases in Chengdu and even several other cities, and the deceased have some common characteristics. ”

"What are the characteristics?" Fang Jun asked with interest.

Hou Yong took out the notebook he carried with him and flipped through it, "First of all, they are all young women and have a history of childbirth, secondly, they all wore red high heels that day, third, the places of death were all in abandoned buildings, and fourth, the characteristics of death are the same, swollen all over the body, white skin, black lips, round pupils, and a tragic death." In the end, the case was not solved. ”

"All ......"

"That's right," without waiting for Fang Jun to finish speaking, Hou Yong interrupted directly, and every word that came out of his throat was categorical, "None of them succeeded in solving the case." ”

"How so!"