He couldn't help but think.

This kid couldn't have persuaded him to take off his shoes because he wanted to satisfy his own hobbies...

Although Zhang Feng's motives are a little impure, his analysis is still correct.

After putting on her slippers, Aya walked through the hall safely without being attacked by the two zombies.

When he stepped into the west corridor on the first floor, the content of the script finally appeared again.

[In order to find traces of her father, Aya decided to use the key to open her father's study and conduct some exploration. 】

So...the next purpose is the study room?

With specific action goals in mind, Aya walks with a sense of wind.

Soon, she found the room with the word "study" written on the door number.

---study---

Darkness shrouded the dim study, and not a single ray of light could penetrate the huge space.

On the walls, the thick curtains were tightly closed, and the dark wooden furniture quietly revealed a desolate atmosphere.

Aya stepped into the door and sniffed her nose first.

The air in the room was filled with a faint smell of moisture, making people feel... suffocating.

The bookshelf located in the corner of the room has become dusty because it has not been cleaned for a long time.

A closer look revealed that there were some ancient books on the bookshelf. The covers were covered with dust and were almost unrecognizable. In the gaps on the bookshelf, shadows squirmed, and there seemed to be some kind of indescribable creature wandering among them.

Aya's sight only caught it for a moment, and then it ran away.

After knowing that there was a problem here, Aya paid more attention to the surrounding environment.

In sight, the surroundings of the room exuded a cold atmosphere, and the oil paintings on the walls had faded. What were depicted on them... were some twisted and weird scenes, which looked chilling.

This is said to be a study, but in fact it is more like a place to entertain guests.

A soft and dusty sofa is placed in the center of the room. A dark wooden guest table is sandwiched between the two sofas. There is also a pot of tea, a stack of yellowed papers and an ancient wooden table on the table.

inkwell.

There seemed to be some invisible dirt remaining on the sofas on both sides of the table.

Plus...there's an uninvited guest above the table.

Seeing this, he once again had an ominous premonition.

"hiss......"

In this dim environment, the temperature in the room seemed to be extremely cold, making every nerve in people feel a chill.

Whenever the wind blows in, it seems like there are countless ghosts wandering around in confusion, which is extremely unsettling.

Outside the door... the sound of silent footsteps began to come and disappear, making people feel a chill down their spines.

His eyes slowly moved up along the uninvited guest on the table--

It was a dead body.

It seems he hanged himself.

"It's a corpse again. I see a lot of weird things here." Aya said to herself.

Under her gaze, a dead body was hanging in mid-air with its neck tied to a rope, just hanging in front of her eyes.

The starting point of the rope is a long pole hanging horizontally on the roof. It is initially concluded that the pole should be used to hang something.

"Did he... commit suicide?" The fat lady leaned her head in front of the screen, but she couldn't see clearly.

After the fat sister reminded her, Aya quickly scanned the corpse's state of death.

It only took a few glances to determine its condition.

Since the light was not very bright, Aya deliberately got closer to it and observed his death appearance.

"It's not suicide, it's homicide." Zhang Feng said firmly first.

"Yeah, yes, there are shallow circular indentations on the neck of the deceased, as well as traces of fingernail scratches."

"His eyeballs were protruding, his face was bruised and swollen, there were bleeding spots on his skin, and there were patchy bleeding spots in his pupils. He should have died of strangulation or murder by others."

After observing closely, Aya touched her chin and explained in advance.

After finally hitting his field of expertise, Zhang Feng can't let Zhang Feng steal the limelight again.

"Ring dent?"

The only person present who was confused after all was Li Ya.

She recalled it carefully, and indeed remembered that scene, and asked doubtfully: "Then why didn't he hang himself?"

"Because the traces are very special." The fat lady took over the topic and explained.

"Strangulation and hanging will leave a groove in the neck. Many brainless criminals will strangle the victim first, and then disguise the scene as if the victim hanged himself."

"But what they don't know is that the two methods of death leave completely different traces."

"The characteristics of the hanging ditch are that the mark in the middle of the neck is deeper, and the marks on both sides are shallower. The marks run diagonally, causing a 'lifting' phenomenon."

"The characteristics of Legou are that it is horizontal, uniform, surrounding, and closed. There is usually no hollowing phenomenon."

"Furthermore, the tissues deep in the neck of the strangled person will be injured by strangulation. During the struggle, muscle bleeding and fractures in the strangulation groove will occur, which are difficult to occur during the hanging process."

"That is to say, under normal circumstances, it is extremely difficult for criminals to confuse the two ways of death."

"Yeah, you're right." After hearing this, Zhang Feng paused, thought about the scene, and continued: "When strangling someone to death, if the rope is soft, the groove will be shallow and not obvious.

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"If the rope is thin and hard, the groove will be deeper and become narrower, dark brown leather-like. This person's horizontal groove surrounds the neck, the marks are shallow and unobvious, without interruption, and appear as uneven strips of light marks.

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"This man was probably strangled to death with some kind of wide strip of cloth - well, I used that thing before, because the wide strip of cloth would wrinkle during the tightening process, thus producing irregular light marks."

"So, the strangulation here is most likely the result of murder by others, rather than self-strangulation."

"What's more, in cases of self-strangulation, the deceased usually lies on his back, ties the neck with a knot in front or on the side of the neck, and finally uses both hands to hold the rope, or uses a metal stick, screwdriver or the like.

Things are inserted into the blackmail to assist."

"But in that case, there would be knot marks on the front of the neck. But there were no knot marks on this man's neck. Instead, there were wounds scratched by fingernails. In other words, he did not die from self-strangulation."

"..."

Lao Wang was left speechless by Zhang Feng's supplementary remarks.

After several experiences, he was no longer surprised by Li Zitong's mastery of criminal skills - now he felt that it was no surprise that this guy had learned anything.

He could indeed tell that these people did not commit suicide because the teacher taught them how to distinguish suicide from homicide during class.

But, what the hell is the supplement to the above strip of cloth!

What on earth does this guy do?

"So is it possible that they used heavy objects, such as masonry and other objects, to hang on the ropes, put themselves on their backs on support objects such as tables, stretched their heads outside the tables, and strangled themselves in the air?"

"In this case, there will be no knot marks, and there will be fingernail scratches."

Li Ya raised her own questions.

Zhang Feng laughed and said: "If you hang yourself in the air, the marks on the back of the neck will be shallower, because the weight of falling heavy objects will be mainly concentrated in the front of the neck."

"In this case, it is very likely that the Adam's apple will be directly compressed and broken, or even if the object is too heavy, it can directly break the spine."

"The marks on this man's neck are average and interrupted from time to time. To sum up, this guy can only be strangled to death, and strangled to death by others."

"Could it be that my father did it?" Aya thought doubtfully.

"Not necessarily, but I don't think so. After all, if he were to do it, there would be no need to strangle him, just saw him to death. Why do you think he installed so much soundproof glass?"

"With that kind of equipment, sawing someone to death is just like playing, not to mention that this is a wilderness. Of course..."

Zhang Feng didn't finish his words.

Suddenly, a half-human tall doll holding a kitchen knife emerged from the arms of the man hanging in the air.

Unexpectedly, it pressed directly on Aya's body, forcing Aya to the ground.

The sharp tip of the knife pointed directly at Aya's eye and stabbed it hard.

"Bah——!"

The sound of the floor being cracked was heard.

At the critical moment, Aya turned her head and let the doll's kitchen knife pierce the air.

A strange cry of "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo […

Aya did not hesitate to use her little hand to hold down another attack.

fortunately.

The doll is not very powerful.

have to say.
Chapter completed!