When they arrived at the scene, Li Huan, the leader of the analysis team, and Zhuang Ying, the operator, had already arrived early. Even Lan Xinyun, who usually never sees the end of a dragon, also arrived. I heard that he arrived just as fast as Li Huan.

"I heard that when the police found the victim this time, they thought the victim was dead. However, when they approached, the body suddenly opened its eyes and smiled at them, and then briefly talked to them for a few words. When I first heard,

I thought it was quite normal, but when I saw the scene, I knew something was wrong." Li Huan led Zhou Ming to the second floor.

Zhuang Ying followed Li Huan, his face extremely ugly. It was obvious that he had suffered a huge mental shock when he just observed the scene.

Li Huan climbed up the stairs and asked casually: "Who is the Musketeer?"

Zhou Ming raised his hand: "It's me."

Li Huan turned to look at Zhou Ming and was stunned when he saw the ugly green mask. Then he shook hands with Zhou Ming and said, "Nice to meet you. I hope you can help us find the key clues this time."

Li Huan sighed, walked through the yellow cordon on the second floor, and finally stopped in front of the empty room at the end of the corridor: "It's right inside. You are all professionally trained people, so I won't say anything more.

Please come in."

Zhou Ming and Zhang Wei entered the room first. Zhang Wei frowned as soon as he entered the door, stopped moving forward, and turned sideways to make way for the people behind him.

The hermits from behind entered the room one after another. Although everyone was wearing masks so that no one could see their expressions, it could be seen from their stiff movements that everyone was greatly shocked.

Zhou Ming slowly looked at the entire room. The layout here was very simple. Apart from a quilt spread on the ground in the corner, the only furniture was a small table and two chairs, as well as a small table next to a chair.

easel.

The small table and chairs were placed near the window. The window was open. The morning breeze blew in from the window and blew on the deceased. She sat on one of the chairs with her eyes closed and a little smile on her lips, as if she was dying.

I felt peaceful happiness before.

The female deceased was naked, and the skin and muscles on her shoulders and abdomen were like pieces of paper peeled off from the bones. The pieces were as thin as cicada wings, trembling gently in the fresh breeze, as if they had been beaten piecemeal.

The wet bright red petals reveal an unspeakable charm.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Ming felt that Ling Chi was nothing more than that. If he had this kind of sword skill, he would have been a top swordsman in ancient times.

He carefully observed the corpse. The woman's blood was flowing all over her body, but the unscarred chest was as white as jade. The thin slices of flesh on the shoulders and abdomen turned into red peonies on white paper. The pale and slender ribs were made of flowers.

The rhizome and the whole form a bright and strange color.

The scene from last night automatically appeared in Zhou Ming's mind. The Ripper asked the woman to sit on this chair, took out a delicate knife and cut it in one stroke, rolling up the muscles like a plow.

The woman did not resist, and saw the blade cutting red silk on her body, the jade-white skin cracking like ripples, and the coolness of the night wind pouring into the gaps in the wound.

She might have been anesthetized, otherwise the wound wouldn't be so "pretty."

But Zhou Ming's intuition said that she should have been awake at the time, and these injuries were in harmony with her sitting posture.

The wounds on the body were very fresh, glowing with pink pearls, and the slices of meat cut out were too beautiful to be made by humans.

Apparently, the Ripper was so intoxicated with his masterpiece that he wiped the chest of his creation clean when he was finished.

"She was still alive at that time?" Zhang Wei next to him was the first to speak up, asking Li Huan.

Li Huan nodded: "I thought the two policemen saw hallucinations. After all, it is impossible for a person to survive such a serious injury for so long, and the amount of blood loss would be too much. But it is a fact that she was alive not long ago.

When the second batch of police officers arrived, the bodies were still warm."

"But the wound was yesterday." Zhang Wei glanced at the pool of blood spreading on the ground. The edge of the blood pool had dried up, and the traces were printed on the cement floor like a piece of red paper.

Zhou Ming moved his steps, walked around to the direction of another chair, and saw the watercolor painting on the easel. There was a woman in the painting, and the angle was just right.

She is smiling in the painting, like a curious and isolated character in the painting. It is very scary, but the background of the painting is very beautiful, with hazy moonlight, faint mist, and white curtains lifted by the night wind... the whole picture

It's so dynamic that you can almost smell the bloody wind from last night.

Zhou Ming glanced at the corpse again, then looked at the painting. Wang Siyan beside him said what he was thinking.

"He is leaving blank space." Wang Siyan said silently.

Zhou Ming was silent for a few seconds and said expressionlessly: "We don't need to understand the murderer's artistic abilities. Our responsibility is to make him disappear."

After saying that, he turned to look at Li Huan: "Team Leader Li, what did the first policeman you saw say?"

Li Huan sighed: "The two people were too frightened and were calming down in the vacant room next door, but they asked all the questions. The first thing the woman said was 'Am I beautiful?', and then they asked her to hold on, and she said 'It doesn't matter.

', and then died."

"Haha, it doesn't seem to be an important clue, it's all minutiae." Ping Xingyue's voice suddenly appeared in Zhou Ming's ears.

Zhou Ming looked at Ping Xingyue out of the corner of his eye, but saw that the other person lowered his body, and his beautiful face was almost close to the deceased.

As if aware of Zhou Ming's gaze, Ping Xingyue glanced back at him, then straightened up, jumped lightly, floated like a feather, crossed the easel, and sat on the chair where the Ripper might have sat.

She leaned back slightly, leaned into a comfortable position, and then stared at the painting with a smile.

"Siyan is very sharp, but he didn't say everything right. In fact, it's not just a blank space. Because the flesh and blood peeled off the bones are more beautiful and have branches to rely on, but that's not the case here, so he didn't use the knife." Pingxing

Yue let out a laugh of unknown meaning.

"Sister Xingyue, let's..." Zhou Ming wanted to stop the other party, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Okay, okay, I know." Ping Xingyue flicked his hat, smiling like ice water, "Isn't the clue obvious? The new crime method is not in the rumors. Isn't this what the people hiding behind the scenes want to do?

Something hidden?”

"But it must be in the novel." Zhou Ming lowered his head and murmured, then continued.

Li Huan was startled when he heard this and asked: "What did you say?"

"I said, this modus operandi must be in the novel."

"But there was no follow-up to that novel at all."

"No! There must be. In addition, the modus operandi must also be in the rumors. We must ask those people again. Someone must be able to recall it! It is impossible for people to recall everything they have heard, but as long as someone reminds them, they must have heard it.

It will make an impression."

Zhou Ming paused for a moment, turned his head and stared into Li Huan's eyes, his eyes extremely firm: "I feel like I have guessed what he was thinking."

In the room, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Ming, and they all had the same feeling.

From the phone call to the incident, to the few minutes after entering the scene, it seemed that Zhou Ming was the only one whose ideas were constantly being broken through and verified.

The case was forcibly dragged into a strange investigation route by Zhou Ming, but as the investigation progressed, the roads that were originally supposed to be taken were blocked one by one, and the vague road in front of him continued to extend to places that could not be seen.
Chapter completed!