The structure of the basement is similar to the floors above ground.
After the elevator comes out, there is a corridor with a right-angle turn. After exiting, there is a long corridor with rooms on both sides.
The first half is a variety of offices, and the second half is a ward similar to the one above.
The layout of the room is exactly the same, with a bed, a bedside table, a toilet without any cover, and nothing else.
It's the same, but there are differences.
The only difference is the door. Although the door of the ward above is also made of iron, it is sealed like the door of the room. But here it is an iron gate made of welded steel bars, with a gap in the middle.
Being able to stretch out a fist is like the door of a prison cell. Standing outside, you can see everything inside without missing a beat. And there is not only one such cell, there are nearly ten in total.
Seeing such a room, Zeng Fan joked: "Lin Hao, do you think people were locked up here before?" This was just a joke, but Lin Hao's expression became serious, because maybe
If so, Zeng Fan’s crow’s mouth will be effective.
He pointed to the iron door of one of the rooms and said to the police officer next to him: "Open it for me. I want to go in and take a look."
The three policemen immediately rushed forward and began to fiddle with the huge lock on the door.
But the lock was big and heavy, and the three police officers struggled for a long time, even sweating all over themselves, to get it open.
"It's just a broken lock, why waste so much work?" Leng Yuehan felt a little impatient when he saw them fussing over there. He reached out and pulled out the gun from one of the police officers' waist.
shouted: "Get out of the way!"
There is no doubt that Leng Yuehan was preparing to shoot and use the impact of the bullet to open the lock. It's just that this method looks cool and effective in the movie, but in fact the risk factor is extremely high because the warhead may be released at any time.
It bounced back, causing accidental damage. In the end, the lock was not opened, but my own life was lost.
"Wait a minute!" Zeng Fan shouted quickly, then took out a piece of wire from his body and said, "Let me try it!"
When the three policemen saw this, they gave up their positions. Zeng Fan stepped forward and stuffed the wire into the keyhole, and began to tinker with it left and right.
"Click" In just a few seconds, everyone heard a soft sound from the lock, and then heard Zeng Fan whistle and said proudly: "It's done!"
Lin Hao took a closer look and found that the big lock had really been opened by him. He was surprised and said: "Let me go, do you still have this skill?"
Zeng Fan chuckled and said, "Isn't it awesome?"
Lin Hao said sincerely: "More or less! Where did you learn it?"
Zeng Fan said proudly: "It's passed down from our ancestors!"
Lin Hao looked astonished, "No wonder your family is so rich!"
"That's not the case..." Zeng Fan responded subconsciously, but then felt something was wrong. He rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, what do you mean? What does my family's money have to do with my ability to pick locks? Do you think our family is
Did you get rich because you knew how to pick locks?”
Lin Hao spread his hands and said: "I didn't say anything, you said these all yourself!"
Zeng Fan: "I..."
Leng Yuehan saw that the lock had been opened, but the two of them were standing outside talking about whether they wanted to eat or drink. She didn't bother to pay attention to them, so she took off the lock and pushed the door open and walked in.
Several other police officers followed closely behind. The two of them had no choice but to shut up when they saw this, and they also went in and started searching.
After entering for a while, Leng Yuehan made a discovery. He pointed at the bed and said, "Look."
There is only a mattress on the bed, the kind that is very common in hospital wards, and no pillows, but Leng Yuehan was obviously referring to the place where pillows are usually placed.
Zeng Fan stepped forward and found that it was a piece of hair. He immediately reached out to take it, but Lin Hao stopped him and waved to the police officer who was carrying a toolbox behind him.
The police officer understood and immediately opened the tool box he carried with him. After giving each of them a pair of white gloves, he took out a camera and a sealed bag, obviously preparing to collect evidence.
Lin Hao grabbed the camera, clamped the hair and examined it carefully. After a while, he said with certainty: "This hair belongs to a woman."
"Nonsense!" For the sake of his savior, Zeng Fan originally didn't want to sneer at him, but in the end he couldn't help but sneered, "This hair is about a foot long. It's not a woman's. Could it be that it's a man's?"
?A man would have such long hair?"
"It's hard to say!" Lin Hao retorted: "Many men have long hair, even longer than women. Let's talk about Yuan first, Liu Huan, Dick Cowboy, Xu Wei, Adu, who is not a man with long hair?
.As for the closer ones, we have a painter in Shikeng Village who has long hair."
Zeng Fan argued with reason: "These are musicians and artists you are talking about. They are exceptions and not in the general category."
Lin Hao nodded and said: "Okay, I believe it is a woman's hair, not only because of its length, but also because of its ends. Take a closer look."
Zeng Fan came forward, took a look and said, "My hair is split!?"
Lin Hao said: "Whether the ends of the hair are split or not is related to the physical condition, and also to the frequent perming and dyeing of hair! Men are usually in better shape than women, and if they are left to this length, they will generally not have split ends. In addition, even if men have
Even if I have long hair, I won’t have to perm, dye or bother with it often.”
Zeng Fan said: "What you said may have some truth, but it is not absolutely true."
"This is definitely a woman's hair. I can prove it to you!" Lin Hao said, finding a knife in the police officer's toolbox, lightly scraping the hair, and scraping off a bit of maroon red color, similar to paint.
The thing was raised in front of him and said: "Look, this color was dyed later! And judging from her hair quality, there is no disease or malnutrition, so the split ends of her hair are mostly due to frequent perming and dyeing.
Cause. Based on all the above, I am sure that this hair belongs not only to a woman, but also to a young woman who loves beauty and often tosses her hair!"
Zeng Fan was still shaking his head, "Everyone has a love for beauty, both women and men! Your speculation is not convincing."
For a single hair, the two of them actually came up with so many tricks, and several people next to them were also drunk.
Leng Yuehan, who had no patience for anything other than killing, couldn't help it anymore and shouted in a cold voice: "Are you two done with it? What's the point of fighting over this? So what if one of you wins? Can you?
Win the Nobel Prize?”
Two people: "..."
Leng Yuehan said again: "Come and take a look at this!"
The two of them came closer again and saw that what she was pointing to was a piece of dried blood in the middle of the sheets.
Seeing that the two of them looked at each other for a long time without making a sound, Leng Yuehan asked again: "Are you both mute? Weren't you quite able to speak just now?"
Zeng Fan had no conclusion in his mind, so he turned to Lin Hao, "Your penis is longer, let me tell you!"
Lin Hao: "..."
"That's not what I said!" Zeng Fan spread his hands, pointed at Leng Yuehan and said, "She said that!"
Lin Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that she knew nothing about it, and she had never seen it.
Leng Yuehan looked at Lin Hao and urged, "Say it!"
Lin Hao pondered for a moment and said: "I think...well, your breasts are bigger, so let's talk about it!"
Leng Yuehan was made to roll her eyes for a while, while several policemen next to her wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. They were having a hard time holding it in.
After a while, Leng Yuehan said: "If your inference can be established, if a woman once lived here, then this blood stain was probably caused by a leak when she came here. If this inference can also be established, then at least
It proves several points. First, this woman is still young, because if she was too old, she would not have such troubles. Second, she may have a mental problem like the patient above. Otherwise, how could she be in such embarrassment?
Situation? Every woman knows how to deal with her own personal hygiene issues. Third, if this woman has no mental problems, then she has been restricted in her personal freedom, or even abused, because no one has provided her with a special quilt!"
Lin Hao and Zeng Fan asked almost in unison: "Isn't it possible that this is caused by an injury?"
Leng Yuehan shook his head, "You are all doctors. You should know very well that the characteristics of injury bleeding and physiological bleeding are completely different."
Lin Hao and Zeng Fan looked at each other, and Lin Hao said first: "You know women better, you know!"
Zeng Fan said depressedly: "How do you know!"
Lin Hao said: "Look at the dark circles under your eyes!"
Zeng Fan: "..."
"Pfft!" One of the police officers finally couldn't help it, burst out laughing on the spot, and hurriedly stopped turning his head.
Zeng Fan stepped forward and studied carefully for a while, then said: "I agree with Miss Leng's view. Fresh blood is composed of two substances: plasma and red blood cells. It is relatively simple in nature, and the blood stains look more uniform after drying. However,
The components of a woman's physiological bleeding are relatively complex. Part of it is blood, part of it is fragments of endometrium tissue, and part of it is various active enzymes and biological factors. Therefore, after the blood stain dries, uneven patches will appear. And this blood stain,
It’s obviously very uneven!”
As soon as these words came out, the three police officers couldn't help but look at each other, because although they didn't understand what they heard very clearly, they felt that it was really powerful.
After checking this room, Lin Hao and others checked other rooms one after another, and found that every room here had been lived in before, and the length of time was quite long, because there were traces of people living everywhere in the room.
"Strange, if there were people living here before, where have these people gone now? Also, why are they locked up here?" When Lin Hao said this, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Zeng Fan.
"Why are you looking at me?" Zeng Fan asked Lin Hao in confusion, but as soon as he said the words, his expression suddenly changed, because he suddenly thought of the scene where he was anesthetized and tied to the operating table, and said in silence
: "Could they..."
Lin Hao didn't want that to be the truth, so he interrupted him and said, "I hope we guessed wrong!"
Zeng Fan looked a little pale and said, "I also hope I guessed wrong!"
When they reached the end of the corridor, they found that the door of a room here was different from the doors of other rooms. The outside was a sealed iron door, and it was not clear what was going on inside.
Lin Hao pointed at the door lock and winked at Zeng Fan. Zeng Fan understood and quickly took out the wire he carried with him and started tinkering with it.
His lock-picking skills were undoubtedly professional, and it only took him a moment to open the lock.
After the door opened, the beam of a strong flashlight immediately shone in, and inside there was a very strange combination machine with a blower, a funnel, a motor, pipes, an electrical box, and an oval-shaped belt with protection.
A sphere that covers the opening.
After Zeng Fan looked at it for a while, he asked in confusion: "What is this?"
Leng Yuehan asked doubtfully: "Is it a backup generator?"
When the two of them were wondering, they found that Lin Hao didn't say a word, but they felt that his body was shivering, as if he was very cold.
Zeng Fan took a flashlight and shined it on his face, and couldn't help but be shocked, because he was indeed shaking, and his face turned so pale that there was no trace of blood. He looked ahead with a fearful expression. To be precise, it was the combination machine.