"Don't be confused, all of you. The situation is special now. You can follow me in first and see the situation before we talk."
As Zhao Peng spoke, he raised his feet and walked towards the inside of the apartment.
"Wait a minute!" Gu Nian stopped Zhao Peng again.
"There are still a lot of things that we haven't figured out yet. There's no rush to investigate the site," Gu Nian said.
"I've already said that we can only rely on ourselves to investigate the scene. Do you have any questions?" Zhao Peng said with a frown.
His attitude seemed a little impatient.
"I would like to ask who was the first person to discover that the sculptor was dead, and under what circumstances did he discover that the sculptor was dead." Gu Nian said, "I did this to understand the truth of the matter more comprehensively.
It is also to find the real culprit of the murder as soon as possible and make us all safer."
"The first person to discover the body was me..."
The person who spoke turned out to be someone who lived on the third floor. It was Zhang Lun who lived on the third floor, that is, the literary young man who could play the harmonica.
Zhang Lun said: "This morning, before six o'clock, I was sleeping soundly at home, but suddenly I heard a loud bang from upstairs, which woke me up..."
He was so frightened that he lost all sleep, which made Zhang Lun very angry when he woke up. Fei was very dissatisfied with this.
Therefore, he came upstairs angrily and wanted to knock on the neighbor's door upstairs to question him and find out what was going on.
"When I walked up to the fourth floor and stood here, I found that the door of the sculptor's apartment was open. Of course, I didn't know at the time that he would be the person living in this apartment.
." Zhang Lun said.
He stood at the door and knocked, but got no response.
He frowned and cursed in a low voice. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood coming out of the sculptor's apartment!
The sixteen-year-old child was frightened and boldly walked into the apartment, only to see an extremely terrifying scene.
The sculptor was dead, hanging upside down with a rope from the chandelier in the living room of the apartment.
He had no clothes on his body, was covered with various grotesque symbols, and had his throat cut to death.
"It sounds like a replica of the way the three-year-old child died in the serial murder case." Gu Nian analyzed and said: "It may be because the weight of an adult man is much heavier than that of a child, so he removed the chandelier from the chandelier.
The top fell, and people living on the third floor heard a bang early in the morning, which also attracted Zhang Lun's questioning, and Zhang Lun discovered the body shortly afterwards."
"Next we will enter the crime scene to see the situation."
As Gu Nian spoke, he took out two pairs of rubber gloves from his pocket (space) and handed one of them to Lin Chen.
The two people looked at each other and entered the room of sculptor Huang Yuanming together.
"Wait a minute!" The person who stopped this time was a woman wearing glasses behind them.
"Why are you wearing rubber gloves?" the woman asked.
"Isn't this to prevent our fingerprints from leaving at the crime scene, interfering with the direction of the investigation, and skewing the results of the investigation?" Gu Nian said.
But we can't leave evidence for these ill-intentioned neighbors to pour dirty water on them.
