Because this murder case was very strange and strange, Wen Sibao also called for the support of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.
Soon, a large number of police vehicles arrived at the scene and set up a cordon. Vehicles from the forensic team also arrived. Li Mengxue led several members of the forensic team and quickly started working.
Within the cordon, after Li Mengxue quickly checked the body, he asked Xu Wudi to draw a trace and fixed line around the body, and then took the body away.
But at the scene of the crime, although the body has been carried away, there are still large blood stains on the ground below. After a period of time, the blood solidified and looked particularly scarlet in the afternoon sun, which made people shudder.
Feel.
"Hey! Dead people, dead people, so scary..."
A large number of anchors who were doing live broadcasts gathered around the crime scene. These pretty girls were very timid. When they saw a dead person with their own eyes for the first time, they were so scared that they crawled into the arms of the little brother next to them.
Suddenly, a girl rushed out of the crowd and started a live broadcast in front of the murder scene. At this time, everyone woke up from a dream and realized that this was obviously a God-given opportunity to earn traffic.
As a result, the girls who had been in the little brother's arms just now were suddenly shaken back to their original shape. They broke away from the little brother's arms almost at the same time. They picked up the selfie stick and rushed forward, facing the murder case not far away.
The live broadcast mode was turned on at the scene.
At the scene of the crime, Xu Wudi was immersed in inspecting the guardrail that had fallen off from the fourth floor. He found that there was an obvious dividing line between rust and fresh metal luster on the unscrewed screw. Therefore, he concluded that the screw must have been manually disassembled.
, and it happened in the recent period. Otherwise, after these days of wind and sun, the inside of the screw mouth would not show such brand-new traces.
"Brother, brother!"
A well-dressed female anchor waved enthusiastically to Xu Wudi, showing her signature smile and saying: "Brother! Come here, come here!"
Xu Wudi walked forward carelessly and said unceremoniously: "What are you doing!"
The female anchor was broadcasting live with a selfie stick in her hand. She shook her body and said in a cooing voice: "What happened here? Was the person who died was pushed down?"
"have no idea!"
Xu Wudi responded coldly and was about to leave, but he heard the female anchor say again: "Brother... Thousands of family members in my live broadcast room want to know what happened, so just tell them, okay?
"
"Damn it! Fuck me!"
Xu Wudi was not in the mood to pay attention to the female anchor, but he couldn't help but the other person kept coquettishly acting behind him. At this time, he also cursed secretly, then walked quickly back to the female anchor, and said coldly: "I want to know the truth.
?”
The female anchor was so happy that she nodded hurriedly and quickly pointed the mobile phone camera in the selfie stick, intending to seize such a good opportunity.
Xu Wudi cleared his throat and shouted to the camera: "The truth is...family members! Stop giving gifts to this big-faced woman! I can see the skin folds under her foundation even when I stand in front of this guy!"
This kind of beautification and face-slimming behavior is simply a scam!”
After saying that, Xu Wudi left without looking back, only to hear the female anchor behind him suddenly go berserk and begin to curse at him like a broken voice.
It was originally a serious murder scene. After hearing Xu Wudi's words, Li Mengxue immediately broke through and couldn't help but laugh: "Wudi, you... you... haha! I can't see that you have a strong sense of justice!
"
Xu Wudi continued to squat down and work, muttering in his mouth: "Master, please don't laugh at me. I am a veteran victim of the live broadcast industry. I once paid two months' salary to a female anchor. At that time, I thought it was love.
Came here, and guess what when we met later?"
Li Mengxue held back her laughter and asked, "What? Does it make me happy?"
Xu Wudi let out a long sigh and said, "That girl looks pretty good, but when I found out her actual age, I didn't expect that she is older than you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tape measure hit Xu Wudi hard on the head. The pain caused him to instantly fall to the ground and scream, and Li Mengxue also said viciously: "Hurry up and work! There is so much nonsense!"
Xu Wudi shed tears from the pain. After a while, he finally rubbed his head and got up from the ground. However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly focused on a curb stone.
On the curb stone in front of him, there was a pattern drawn with a black marker, and the pattern looked more and more like an object, which made Xu Wudi curiously say: "Huh? Master! Come and see what this is."
Toy?"
…
4th floor, inside Midnight Ghost Studio.
It took Wen Sibao most of the day to complete the interview with all the people on the 4th floor of the building, but the results he got were shocking.
In a place like this, everyone does their own live broadcast behind closed doors. This kind of thing itself is all about their own business. Sometimes they can’t even remember how many people are across from them and what they look like, let alone asking them to think about whether they have met each other.
Something like suspicious people entering the "Midnight Ghost" studio.
As a result, Wen Sibao wasted a whole morning in vain. In the end, he didn't ask any questions, and his hormones increased sharply due to those female anchors in clear clothes, making him dizzy.
At this time, Wen Sibao took a deep breath, tried to calm down the heat in his heart, and explained: "Tiannan, no way! I asked all the young people here, but I didn't get any useful clues at all.
Moreover, there are no cameras installed in this building at all, so it is difficult to find out whether any suspicious persons have come to this studio."
Xu Tiannan didn't expect to get any clues from this kind of visit. He stood by the balcony, looking at Aling in the police car downstairs, and silently thinking about what kind of death the murderer had predicted for the "raging flames".
Law.
Aling in the police car was as desperate as if he had lost his soul. He looked ahead with empty eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. His taciturn appearance seemed to have already determined that he was about to die, and he didn't know whether he was going to die at this moment.
It's not that I'm thinking about my last words in my heart.
It's no wonder that Aling is now like this. His good brothers who had been good friends for many years died one after another within a few days, and the way of death was exactly as predicted by the murderer, which must have had a big impact on his heart.
Aling knew in his heart that he would be the next person to take his turn. No matter how hard he struggled, he would probably not be able to escape the fate of being "burned in flames" in the end.
But Xu Tiannan would not give up easily no matter what. Since A Ling was safe for the time being, he no longer focused on the other party. Instead, he closed all the curtains in the studio and took out the ultraviolet inspection lamp to check the room inch by inch.
He began to look for any clues that the murderer might have left behind.
After a long time, Wen Sibao asked: "How was it? Can we find any clues in the house?"
Xu Tiannan shook his head, "It's not easy to handle. According to Aling, this studio itself often has some supporting actors coming over. Besides, A Wu and A Ye have the habit of bringing girls back to live here, so I
I took a look just now. The shoe prints and fingerprints are so messy that it’s almost impossible to identify which one was left by the murderer. By the way, what about the MMS message that Ayou’s phone just received? Can we find out who sent it?
?"
"Yes, we found it, but..."
Wen Sibao sighed softly and said helplessly: "It's just that the ID card information registered on the phone card was that of a young boy who worked as a screwdriver in the Sanhe labor market. That boy had already changed his ID card to 30 last year.
It was sold to a rogue intermediary for RMB 1,000, so when did the murderer buy this ID card, and when did he take this ID card to the class newspaper kiosk to register a phone card? There is no need to check at all, it’s too
It’s a long time ago.”
Xu Tiannan didn't seem so surprised by this incident and responded.
——"It doesn't matter, I didn't expect to find clues from the phone number."
——"An adversary who can arrange an accidental death scene and predict it based only on the victim's behavior and habits is unlikely to leave us clues in places like phone calls and fingerprints."
——"So I'm afraid the ordinary investigation methods are no longer applicable. Our top priority is to find out the murderer's motive first."
As soon as Xu Tiannan finished speaking, there were rapid footsteps in the corridor.
Xu Wudi ran up with a huff, raised his phone and said to several people: "Come and see this! This is what I just found downstairs!"
Taking the phone, Xu Tiannan quickly discovered that it was a photo taken by Xu Wudi at the scene of Ayou's death.
In the photo, just above the curb stone next to the blood-stained ground, there is a small symbol drawn with a marker.
But it's more like a pattern than a symbol.
At both ends of a horizontal line, two disk-like patterns are hung with several lines.
Xu Wudi quickly explained to the people in front of him.
——"Brother, I can see it right away. This is the pattern of a scale."
——"There is a weighing pole in the middle, with two small pallets hanging on both ends."
——"Am I right? Huh? Why do you two look so ugly? Do you look like... you have eaten bitter melon?"
Xu Tiannan and Wen Sibao never spoke. It was not until a long time later that the two of them looked at each other in disbelief and said in unison: "Mino?"
At this time, cold sweat broke out on Wen Sibao's forehead. He found a chair and sat down. He said solemnly: "How...how could it be him? Now we are in trouble!"
This chapter has been completed!