When Ling Fan walked to the bathroom door, he suddenly felt a smelly cold wind blowing towards him. Then when he saw the scene in the bathroom, his hair stood up involuntarily. He saw a girl curled up lying on the floor. She
Her face had been scratched to a bloody state, and her two eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two black blood holes. The blood slowly flowed out from the girl's body and then dragged to the floor, sky blue.
The shirt was soaked in blood and turned as strangely black as splashed ink. The white bathroom floor was also soaked in blood and turned red. The contrast between white and red made it look so terrifying and weird.
At this time, Tianyu had already hurried in with the preliminary examination report of the body. She thought that she had seen the scene and would not vomit like she did when she rushed into the bathroom just now. However, it was obvious that she overestimated her endurance.
When he touched the black eye holes and the bloody face again, Tian Yu felt his stomach churn.
Ling Fan glanced at Tian Yu and said with a smile: "Can you do it? If not, let Sister Zhen do it."
"Hmph, you waste, let's examine your body quickly!" Tian Yu snorted at Ling Fan.
Ling Fan sighed, then began to examine the body with his hands wearing white gloves and said: "The body of the deceased has obvious corpse spots, but they do not fade or transfer under deep pressure. They have become turbid in an instant, rigor mortis is obvious, and they have the tendency to spread to the whole body.
It is estimated that he has been dead for six or seven hours, and the time of death may be around 12 o'clock last night. The deceased's eyeballs were gouged out and his face was severely damaged. Based on the strength, depth and extent of the injuries, it was judged that he was scratched by fingernails..."
"What?! It's caused by nail scratches?!" Tian Yu stared at the bloody face of the corpse with some disbelief, making scratching movements with her slender fingers, and shouted in horror.
Ling Fan had no expression on his face and repeated, "The face of the deceased was severely scratched, and there was also a wound on the neck. The wound was suspected to have been bitten by teeth and injured the aorta. Based on this, it can be determined that the cause of death of the deceased may be excessive blood loss from the aorta."
Other than that, there were no external injuries on the body of the deceased..." Ling Fan then measured the body's body temperature, looked at her fingers, etc., but found no useful clues.
After everything was done, Ling Fan stood up slowly. He looked up at the bathroom. For some reason, his eyes stayed on the mirror in the bathroom. All he saw was a puddle of wax on the left and right sides of the mirror.
Oil, the black lead has been scorched black, it seems that the candle burned out spontaneously, but why do you want to light the candle next to the mirror in the bathroom? To Ling Fan, this is not the weirdest place. When he picks up the mirror
The empty goblet in front of me felt like the hairs all over my body stood up. It was empty because there was no wine in it, but the inside of it was already dyed blood red, and the fishy smell came from the cup.
Spread out, Ling Fan frowned and put the cup at the end of his nose. His face instantly turned pale: blood! Yes, this goblet was originally filled with a cup full of blood!
The wine glass filled with blood, the strange way of lighting candles, the chilling bath mirror, the girl who lost her eyes and her face was ruined... A strange feeling emerged in Ling Fan's heart, and he felt a chill down his spine.
Everything is a strange ritual, but what kind of ritual it is, I'm afraid only the deceased knows, no, maybe there is another person who knows about it.
Ling Fan looked at Tian Yu and frowned and asked, "When Tian Yu and you arrived at the scene, what was the condition of the bathroom door?"
"It's locked from the inside." Tian Yu answered directly without thinking.
"Tianyu, who was the first to discover the scene?" Ling Fan put down the blood wine glass in his hand and asked.
"It's Mama Liu," Tian Yu said.
"Mama Liu?" Ling Fan asked strangely, "Who is she?"
"Sister Zhen is taking notes with her outside right now. I heard that she seems to be the wet nurse of the deceased's family, who grew up watching the deceased." Tian Yu recalled.
"Oh, okay, Tianyu tells them to clean up the scene, especially pay attention to that goblet." After Ling Fan explained, he walked towards the living room outside the bathroom.
The living room is very spacious and luxuriously decorated. The sunlight shines in through the glass windows, reflecting a light on the ground. However, there are constant sounds of crying in the living room. An old lady about sixty years old is wiping her own face with a tissue.
Her eyes were red with tears, and the wrinkles on her face were opening and closing with her crying.
"Sister Zhen, how are you?" Ling Fan took off his gloves and white coat, and a detective next to him took them and put them into a white bag.
Chen Yuzhen shook her head, shook the notebook in her hand and said softly: "The old lady is a little emotional. Let's wait until she calms down before starting. By the way, what is the condition of the deceased? Is it a homicide?"
Ling Fan shook his head.
When Chen Yuzhen saw this, she frowned and said, "Is it suicide?!"
Ling Fan shook his head again.
Chen Yuzhen was completely stunned by Ling Fan and said anxiously: "What on earth is going on? It's not homicide or suicide. Could it be that he was killed by a ghost!!"
"I don't know..." Ling Fan waved his hands and sighed.
"I don't know, this is quite new. How can we check if we don't even know the manner of death?" Chen Yuzhen was very dissatisfied with Ling Fan's results.
Ling Fan shrugged, sat down on the sofa and said with a smile: "If you don't know, you just don't know. It can't be man-made anyway." Then he took the transcript from Chen Yuzhen's hand and found that there was not a word on it.
"My young lady will definitely not commit suicide, nor will she be killed by anyone!" Liu's mother took away the tissue in her hand, her eyes were red and swollen, and she said with some excitement.
"Mama Liu, how can you be so sure that the deceased would not commit suicide or be killed by someone else?" Chen Yuzhen asked hurriedly upon seeing this.
"Because my lady is getting married in a month. They both love each other deeply. Why would she commit suicide? Moreover, my lady has no friends. She just returned to Qingshan City from studying abroad and now works in a computer company.
I have few friends and no one I have offended, so how could I be killed by others?"
"Mom Liu, can you tell us the situation of the deceased and the situation when you found the crime scene? This way we can help you catch the real culprit who killed the deceased." Chen Yuzhen hurriedly took the transcript and said softly.
Mother Liu calmed herself down with a slow tone, and then she wept and told the details of the deceased: "My master's name is Fang Zhi'an, my wife's name is Liu Yanru, and the young lady is the only daughter of the master and his wife.
My name is Fang Wanrou, she is only 22 years old this year——"