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Chapter 1344 Is it him?

Wang Han pulled out the thing that looked like a small brush.

Wipe the red and white ones on the body.

Turning the little thing, I don’t know what material it is, the little thing is quite heavy to buy.

Wang Han turned around and looked around.

The one who killed someone was absolutely impossible to be the slightly panicked woman in front of him, and even more so, it was impossible to commit suicide.

That means there were other people who killed someone just now.

Wang Han didn't notice that there were other people nearby just now.

It can only prove that the opponent's strength is far superior to Wang Han.

Wang Han was playing with this little thing.

Looking at the three words "Hang Daosi" above.

There is no organization or sect that I have ever heard of.

After going back, I will ask an old guy.

Wang Han's eyes fell on the body again.

It's indeed a person.

But the fine scales behind the ears looked really terrible.

Ichthyosis is considered a pediatric disease in front of this kind. Wang Han reached out and touched the scales.

That feeling is very strange, a bit like touching snake scales.

Wang Han recalled people who had seen similar situations before.

One is Su Hengyang, the former commander of the prisoner, and the other is Huang Feishi.

And what Wang Han had never seen before, Xuanyuan Yufeng told Wang Han that the mysterious person he had met at the Loulan ruins.

But the first few have a little more scales.

No matter what.

It all looks quite disgusting.

"Who are you?"

The woman holding a gun next to her was facing Wang Han.

Wang Han glanced at him, "Sister, if I were a bad person, I would have given you a waist."

The woman exhaled and rubbed her face hard, feeling that she had a little short circuit just now.

He got dressed and stood up from the ground, turned off his gun insurance, "Sorry!"

There were dense sounds of footsteps in the distance.

The group rushed towards this side.

When I came in, I surrounded the place.

Someone first checked the woman's injuries and then looked at Wang Han.

"Who are you?"

"Good citizens passing by!"

A middle-aged man in the lead glanced at Wang Han, and without saying much, he squatted on the ground to check the corpse on the ground.

A fat man squeezed up from behind, lifted his pants and squatted down to check the body.

"Damn it, a bastard, so many people have been lost and died just like that. It's really a bargain for you!

Team Qin, this grandson is dead, but the missing people have not been found yet!" The fat man scolded and kicked the body.

Team Qin frowned, and shone the tiny dense scales behind the ears of the corpse with a flashlight. He quickly retracted his hand and wiped the corpse's clothes.

The fat man leaned over and looked, "Damn! Why do you still look like this? Is there any skin disease? This grandson has harmed so many people, so can he have any mental illness?"

Team Qin looked around the body back and forth.

"Don't worry about the final conclusion. Is this the person we are looking for? I'm not sure! I'll make a conclusion when we find enough evidence!"

The fat man looked at the body, "Captain Qin, do you still need to think about it? In the past two days, so many people have disappeared and made a storm in the city. This grandson ran out in the middle of the night and attacked our lesbians. He could still be

who?

The dog is so stupid that he doesn't want to be a good person! What's this on this body? Why does it look like snake scales? It's so disgusting. Lao Fan, confirm the identity information of the corpse. I think this

My grandson must be the one we are looking for these few days!”

Wang Han stood aside and lit a cigarette, "This is not the murderer in the missing case."

The fat man looked up at Wang Han, "Brother, who are you?"

"Don't I just said it, the kind and enthusiastic citizens passing by here!"

Team Qin's flashlight focused on the forehead of the corpse.

Turning his head, the flashlight shone on Wang Han.

"You killed the person?"

Wang Han raised his hand to block the light of the flashlight, "You look down on me too much. He was already dead when I came here."

Qin Wei stood up, "The fatal injury of the corpse was definitely not killed by our people. There are only a few people present. If it weren't you, could it be him?"

As he spoke, Qin Wei shone a flashlight on Ximen Doudou.

Ximen Doudou raised his hand to block the light, "Don't shine on your eyes, it's not us! He was already dead when we came."

When Qin Wei still has to speak.

Gan Tian said, "Captain Qin, it's not them. They came after the death of the man!"

Qin Wei's eyes were re-sealed on the corpse on the ground.

"Closing the scene and confirming the identity of the deceased, you two, go over and make a record. If you have nothing to do, go back in advance."

Wang Han looked at the corpses on the ground and was very interested in them.

"This is not the murderer of the missing case you are looking for. I am here. You can continue to spread the person out according to the original plan to find the murderer of the missing case."

The fat man squatting on the ground raised his head and looked at Wang Han.

"Brother, who do you think of you? The toad is hiccup, and you are very angry! You even ordered us! Get out of here, don't affect our progress!"

Qin Wei raised his hand and shone Wang Han with a flashlight again.

Wang Han raised his hand to block the flashlight.

Qin Wei stared at Wang Han, and the flashlight shone on Wang Han's eyes, pressing Wang Han's shoulder with one hand, "You are the only two living people here except ours. Normal people are definitely not so calm when they see the corpse.

There is a blood hole in the middle of the eyebrows of the corpse, which is not a piercing injury, and there is nothing in the blood hole. The weapon is gone or it is taken away by the murderer, but our lesbians did not see anyone else, so we should not take anything from the air.

Maybe, you are the only one who touched the corpse, which proves that you took away the thing. You know who killed the person! Or you must have clues about the murderer, right?"

The flashlight in Qin Wei's hand was raised up again and shining Wang Han's eyes.

Wang Han raised his hand and pressed the flashlight.

"The analysis is very good, but don't use a flashlight to shine others' eyes randomly, it's very uncomfortable."

"Brother, tell me, what's the way to come out halfway?" Qin Wei slapped Wang Han's chest with his back, and the flashlight wanted to shine Wang Han's eyes again.

Wang Han was groping in his pocket.

The others were staring at Wang Han vigilantly, pressing their hands against the guys on their waists.

Wang Han took out a document and blocked it in front of the flashlight, "Don't use the flashlight to shine your eyes!"

Qin Wei took the ID and took a look.

After seeing it clearly, I was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look and quickly pressed the flashlight and stood up with a bang.

"Meet the sir!"

The others were stunned and stood up one after another.

Wang Han received the ID, "I've taken over here, you can continue to look for the murderer of the missing case! Remember to notify me after finding it!"

Qin Wei's throat slid up and down, and he wanted to say something more, but in the end he held it back.

"yes!"

Turn around and wave, "Go!"

Walk to the distance.

The fat man came up and said, "Captain Qin, why are you leaving? Then who is that?"

Qin Wei exhaled, "Damn, I really owe my hands just now, I almost caused a big disaster! That person is the captain of the Riyao Operations Department, the Riyao Operations Team."

"Can't you take it, Captain? So young? Then he... Damn, can he be the youngest general, right?"

"It's a good thing I didn't do the right thing just now!"

Wang Han squatted on the ground and looked at the corpse.

He called Ning Liang and asked a team of people to come.

Get up and look around.

The murderer is most likely nearby.

far away.

The roof.

A figure stood with his hands behind his back.

A black robe.

He wore a red face on his face.

I was playing with a pen made of special materials in my hand.

It looks like a brush, about a foot long, and is stained with a faint blood color.

The word "hanging path" is embroidered at the neckline.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

The man turned around, and the red face on his face turned black.

A girl sat next to the building, shaking her legs and ate a big cake and rolled onion.

"Is it him?"


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