However, Mu Yang was very loyal and revealed some information to her, a junior reporter, and she repeatedly promised that she would do a good job of confidentiality and would not betray her trust for the sake of work.
According to Mu Yang, the second deceased, Jiang Heng, left a word in blood at the scene before his death. Although it was blurry, it was vaguely identifiable as a font similar to the word "yin". Before the first deceased died,
She happened to be at the scene. She had never seen the death scene of the second victim, but when Hao Qi and Qin Feng talked about the scene, Zi Tong felt goose bumps all over her body.
This time, she finally heard the most authentic and credible version from Mu Yang. After all, neither Qin Feng nor Hao Qi had ever entered the public restroom and seen the original appearance of the corpse.
According to Mu Yang, the corpse was sitting on the floor of the fourth public toilet partition, leaning against the wall behind it. Originally, there was nothing wrong with this sitting position. The key was that the corpse's head was missing, its chest was torn open, and its facial features were intact.
Accumulated inside, only the large intestines flowed out in series, all piled up on its thighs stretched forward, looking like it was holding a pile of its own intestines...
..red and white, disgusting...
The right hand of the corpse was hanging naturally, while the index fingers on the left and right were bent and slightly stretched forward. When the forensic doctor took away the hand, he discovered that there was a word covered under his palm, which was crooked and looked like "sound"
" word. According to speculation, it may be that the original injury he suffered did not cause him to die immediately. He wrote that word in a dying state. At this time, a sudden fatal blow (most likely the head was hit)
Suddenly twisting it down) caused him to die instantly, and the font in his hand stopped abruptly. Therefore, based only on this font that resembles the word "yin", it is difficult to judge what message Jiang Heng wanted to leave before his death. So, just based on this font that resembles the word "音"
, the technical department is still analyzing this bloody word.
Moreover, Mu Yang sent two teams to investigate the information of the two deceased people, while he went alone to reconstruct the case and went to the place where Jiang Heng passed the night before his death, trying to find any clues or witnesses.
The hard work paid off, Mu Yang crashed into a high-end entertainment club, which happened to be the same one Jiang Heng went to before his death.
According to the confession provided by the person in charge of the bar, Jiang Heng was depressed due to the death of his brother Jiang Huan, so he drank to relieve his sorrow. He drank three bottles of vodka by himself, and his mood fluctuated greatly. He was manic and arrogant, and refused to be responsible for the bar.
Out of kindness, I walked alone towards the path that was still under construction.
None of this information is of much use. After all, Zitong knows very well that this incident was caused by the female ghost in white who lives in the painting.
Another group of team members arranged by Mu Yang found out that there was a problem with the source of the "Jiang's Group"'s property. However, since the "Jiang's Group" is a transnational company, the investigation was a little troublesome, and some necessary certificates had to be issued.
So where the problem lies is still under investigation.
So far, the police have only so much information. Although the progress of the case is too slow, which makes Mu Yang anxious and full of blisters, fortunately, the first team used the elimination method and the method of proof by contradiction to confirm the "Jiang Group"
Several other shareholders have no suspicion or motive for committing the crime, which can be regarded as a small breakthrough.
Zitong dragged her cheeks and frowned, drawing and writing on the paper with a serious expression, but she always felt something flashing through her head, but she couldn't catch it.
"Dong dong dong." The clock suddenly rang at twelve o'clock at midnight, which seemed extremely empty and loud in the silent night.
Zitong was startled, and then realized that it was too late.
"I hope there are still taxis on the road." Zitong thought, and immediately packed up her things and got up to leave.
At this time, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.
The newspaper office occupies the entire eight floors of the "Radio and Television Building". Since the entire building is a television station, legal consultation office, and other media and other business centers, it is quite prosperous, and the requirements for public security are very strict, so there will be a meeting at midnight every night.
The security personnel who go upstairs for routine inspections are responsible for checking circuits, door locks and many other tedious details.
Zitong touched her pounding heart, got up and opened the door.
Outside the door, a dark face was hidden in the darkness, but Zitong could not mistake his familiar security uniform.
"Who are you?" Zitong had the impression that she had never seen the security guard in front of her.
"I'm - the new guy here, my surname is Jiang -." The security guard lowered his head and lowered the brim of his hat. Zitong couldn't see his face clearly. But his voice was strange, like a foreigner who had just learned Chinese, stiff,
Awkward, word for word.
"Oh. I'll leave right away." Zitong said.
"The lights are on upstairs - it's very late - I'll come up and take a look -" Jiang Baoan still lowered his head without making any body movements, which made Zitong feel like he was a puppet being manipulated.
Zitong had goosebumps inexplicably, and the appearance of this weird security guard in front of her made her suddenly panic!
"Okay, okay, I'm going downstairs." Zitong was extremely reluctant to be urged. She turned back to her desk, grabbed her bag, turned off the light and went out.
All lights in the corridors of this commercial building will be turned off after 12 midnight.
Zitong walked out of the door and just turned around when she found a dark figure not far in front of the corridor in the thick darkness.
His body shape is relatively fat, and when viewed vaguely, the shape looks like a large cone. His waist and abdomen are particularly fat, and his lower limbs appear to be very small, which is simply out of proportion.
Is that the security guard named Jiang just now?
Zitong tentatively called out: "That...Brother Jiang, is that you?"
For a long time, no one responded.
Zitong felt restless in her heart, and she instantly had the urge to avoid meeting him and turn around and take the stairs.
"Hmm @￥%..." The black figure in front agreed. His voice was exactly the same as that of the security guard just now, but he didn't know whether he was eating something or what he was doing. His mouth seemed to be blocked by something. Except for the word "um",
He also uttered a series of vague words.
"Let's go - I'll protect you - go downstairs -" Seeing that Zitong was still hesitating, the security guard named Jiang spoke again. But this time, what he said was much clearer.
Zitong swallowed and gathered the courage to follow.
To work as a security guard in this building, the requirements are extremely high and strict. Before the routine building inspection every night, each security guard will input their fingerprints in advance. If the fingerprint is wrong, an alarm will occur.
"Wait a minute." Zitong took two steps forward and suddenly stopped and said to the figure in front of him.
"Brother Jiang, please enter your fingerprint on the fingerprint alarm next to the elevator." Zitong has a very flexible mind.
Black Shadow hesitated for a moment, and finally said calmly: "Okay-"
He staggered forward two steps, each step seemed to be laborious.
In the dark corridor, Zitong could only vaguely see that his left hand seemed to be always in the pocket of the security uniform.