We’re not here to solve family conflicts. It’s so late to arrive at Gu Zhengxin’s home early. We should keep up with the old eagle and continue to search for the target. I twisted my neck and wrist and shook a beam of light to shine on the source card of crying. I suddenly stopped … No.125!
Chapter five hundred and thirty-six Ghost Lane
"Brother carving! Let’s stop looking for her home. This is the target. No.125, San Pu Town. "I dropped my hand and the old carving returned to the front of the courtyard. He raised his hand and tried to push the door panel. We looked at the courtyard through the crack of the door with a three-dimensional cry in our ears. The lights lit up, and the room glass was not lit. The woman with long hair leaned back against the windowsill. She hung her head and hid her face and wept bitterly.
I pulled up the knocker and pulled it several times. "Bang, bang, bang!"
However, the woman turned a deaf ear. She remained still. How focused was this crying?
I can’t help wondering in my heart that women cry so abnormally and loudly that those nearby neighbors can’t hear them? Many buildings, buildings and houses across the street in the community in the city have lived next to each other for a year without saying a word to each other, but this is the vast majority of towns that can get to know each other across the street. I can’t figure it out. Even if women cry for a long time, they should always notice!
For a long time, Gu Zhengxin’s family seems to have no one but her.
Finally, I couldn’t help climbing to the courtyard wall with the old eagle, and easily fell into the courtyard. I rushed straight to the window and asked the old eagle, "Hey, stop crying and turn around."
"No response?"
I was suspicious. I leaned out my arm and put it on the woman’s shoulder. It seemed that I didn’t have the strength to be at the mercy of me. I didn’t expect her to be still indifferent at this point! The palm felt the temperature feedback to the brain, and I was indecisive and said, "Cool …"
"Why is it cold?" The old carving is somewhat puzzling.
I tightened my brow and said, "People … people are cold. No wonder she didn’t respond when she died."
"ah!"
The old eagle exclaimed and jumped out two meters away. He looked at me at a loss and said, "Minister Ling, what should we do now?"
I calmly retracted my hand, and the bottom of my chest was close to the wall. I leaned my head into the room through the windowsill. When I looked down, there was a small stereo connected to the source notebook. There was only one piece of audio in the music player list on the screen, which seemed quite long.
"Brother Diao"
I took out my car keys in my pocket and told him, "You go to the trunk of my car and there is a small bag filled with emergency things. You bring back some evidence bags and two pairs of gloves."
"good"
The old eagle took the car keys and rushed to the door quickly. He removed the latch with his sleeves on his back and disappeared into the night.
I knocked on my forehead and looked back at the position where the player was about one-third in the screen. In other words, the woman cried and played for a long time, and no one noticed it around? Vertical giant pit technique
There is not a trace of blood at the scene, but my neck is not long enough to see the positive situation of women.
I can’t reason about it. I have to ask my neighbor’s house first. My hand clenched my gun and I was wary of leaving Gu Zhengxin’s house. This is to prevent the murderer from hiding in the crime scene and not leaving. After all, it is better to be careful when I suddenly release the killing tactics when I am not paying attention.
The sound of crying is still around my ears, which makes me upset. Then I knocked at the gate next door (No.13). I didn’t give up and knocked all the time. I could hear the crying range. No one came to give some doors. There was no light in front of them. Is this a ghost alley?
I shuddered and decided to return to Gu Zhengxin’s home first.
At this time, a powerful hand patted me on the shoulder. Imagine that this ghost alley is creepy enough. What is it like to clap your back with one more hand? I was in a hurry and almost jumped into the sky. I buckled my opponent’s wrist with my backhand and turned around flexibly. My right hand controlled the gun and aimed at the person behind me!
Old Diao’s familiar tone sounded "Minister Ling, show mercy!"
"hmm? Brother Diao? " I dropped a stone on my chest and put away my gun. "This place is very strange. What if you dress up as a ghost to scare me?"
Lao Diao put gloves, masks and evidence bags into my hand. He said, "I saw me when you were sideways just now."
It’s different to have a date around you, at least it’s much more reassuring. I took a deep breath and said, "Brother Diao, this lane is quite strange."
"What’s weird?" The old eagle confused way
I stand stand hand way "knocked on the gate all the way, no one or lights".
"Well … maybe it’s that people in this lane work all the year round." The old sculptor and I walked side by side. He guessed, "I only go home on holidays. It’s not surprising that the deserted lane is the most lively at that time. Many township houses last for a year."
"I know this, but I can’t explain it now." I thought for a few seconds and wondered. "It seems that there are old people and young people staying at home. It can’t be so coincidence that there are no old people or children in the whole lane."
"What you said seems really wrong!"
The old eagle knocked on several gates with his own hands, and the result was no different from mine. We were too busy to go back to Gu Zhengxin’s house. I couldn’t push the door. I realized that the deceased or the murderer would lock it so that a window could jump. I was the first to turn into the room and go around to the front of the woman. What a shock!
A woman’s face is covered with her hands, only showing her flat forehead.
Does her body have no support, such as holding up her hand, covering her face, holding the window firmly and leaning forward slightly? It’s not reasonable to say that when I was outside the window, I destroyed the center of gravity of the body and she should have fallen to the ground a long time ago!
The posture of the corpse broke the routine!
The old eagle is stationed in die, and the armed police have no chance to contact the body in the murder case. Generally speaking, die can occasionally take a look at the existing great opportunity in the autopsy room. He wears gloves and is curious to observe the female body at close range.
"Let me do the body," I quickly stopped.
"I’m curious." The old eagle turned red and he was embarrassed. "Um … you come."
My heart says that he is really extravagant, and I can tell that he is a layman. I am worried that the old carving doesn’t understand the market and destroys the clues. At any rate, Lin Muxia, Lao Zhang and other forensic doctors and appraisers have been in and out of the murder scene for dozens of times, at least this layman’s street is critical.
Hold my heart steady. I got close to the dead woman and raised my hand to test. I grabbed her wrist and pulled the female corpse out slightly. I clearly felt a traction. My left hand kept pulling the female corpse’s wrist and my right hand pressed against her soft chest. It’s not that I deliberately desecrated the deceased. Because of this, I can separate her hand and face a little. I urged, "Brother Diao, I can’t reach this angle. Come and see if there is anything involved in the gap between her palm and face?"
The old carved elbow cushions the windowsill. He leans his head and looks at the place where he motioned to me. "There are about seven thin lines of color sewn on her palm and face. Minister Ling, you have to gently pull. The face of the female corpse is twisted by you!"
Color-transparent thread sewing?
"Seven? There are so many! " I was amazed at the loose woman corpse’s wrist crouching down and looking at her jeans, and the position of the hip and thigh root seemed to protrude in four places. I tightened my thumb and forefinger and held a little pants, pulling "Zi ……" and tearing it. The woman corpse was stuck to the wall with strong glue. No wonder she could keep such a stable posture without falling down.
"Ling minister quickly put this broken brain audio. Listen carefully." The old carving blocked his ears.
Women cry in despair and surround the room. We are faced with a cold woman corpse covering her face. No matter how big it is, goose bumps are falling all over the floor.
I nodded, controlled the mouse, paused the audio playback, and stared at the screen. I found that the audio playback progress was delayed for so long. At most, I scanned the data at the end of my eyes. Guess how long this audio was?
4 hours and 32 minutes!
No, it’s 4 minutes and 32 seconds. It’s one level! What woman in that world can cry so much to record this long and torture audio? I think that the high technical means are not what they used to be. It is probably that the sound effects synthesized by the brain are so realistic that even the old eagle and I can’t tell the truth!
This woman seems to have died not long ago. Now the key point is to confirm the identity of the female corpse. Gu Zhengxin’s daughter died in a car accident two years ago. The most likely thing is to make the Philippine female corpse cover her face tightly, as if to say, "You can’t see it." Therefore, I can’t see it by her appearance. First, the skin on the back of her hand is quite tight, but it’s not too tender. It’s a bit like a young woman who often works and the skin on the back of Lin Muxia’s hand is similar, but this can’t be said. After all,
I cleared my throat, picked up my mobile phone and dialed the San Pu town police station to inform the local police to arrive at the scene quickly. I ordered, "Brother Diao, please look through the bag at the bedside to see if there is any certificate for the deceased." At the same time, I groped all over the woman’s body pocket and found nothing at all.
Old Diao scratched his purse and zipped it. Every time he put his hand into it, he could pull out a lot of important things, such as an objective lens, lipstick, miniature cosmetic box, 3+2 biscuits, etc. I couldn’t help but say, "Brother Diao, let’s be professional. Why don’t you just watch and take your papers or wallets? Most women’s purses are like a treasure bag. Are you going to pay for it all night?"
"It’s not that I don’t look at Minister Ling …" Old Diao came to dig for something, and his arm trembled slightly. "There’s something in her purse that I can’t look straight at!"
Chapter five hundred and thirty-seven Fengmen unique
"Brother Diao actually has something that can make you look straight at the armed police?" I’m extremely shocked. I’m not too surprised. Can this room be more permeable than a female corpse? I rushed to the head of the bed, and my hands were wrapped in red, black and white, which almost blinded my eyes!
What a sanitary napkin with black and red blood!
It belongs to the toilet trash can, and the hair appears in the victim’s purse! To be honest, I have a queasy impulse to look away quickly. I motioned for the old eagle to continue to flip blindly …