Mu Chuan Xiang Wan

Chapter 383, One Update

A colored tattoo.

Very abstract, no concrete graphics.

But at first glance, it looks like a flying eagle...

"Eagle, vulture?"

"This graphic looks like a vulture..."

The people in this case are no strangers to vultures.

The mountain shape of the bald eagle's mouth is like a bald eagle.

At the base of the vulture's mouth, there are also paintings of vultures on the walls.

However, it is strange that no one from the secret door organization, whether dead or captured, has such tattoos on their bodies...

"Is it the symbol of the secret door organization?"

"Unreasonable! Only one person has it. What kind of organization logo is it called?"

"..."

silence.

Everyone kept quiet and looked at Bai Muchuan.

Bai Muchuan sat quietly for a while, but looked at Cheng Zheng.

"Can you check the exact time of the tattoo?"

"It's hard!" Cheng Zheng frowned slightly: "The only thing that can be confirmed at the moment is that it's not a fresh tattoo..."

In other words, it is almost impossible for someone to make a false statement temporarily.

silence.

Silence again.

In the office, the atmosphere was stagnant.

Silence is heavy.

After a while, Bai Muchuan finally spoke, "Tu Liang, tell me about the situation!"

Tu Liang cleared his throat, like a spokesman, to inform everyone of the situation.

"We have technically compared the deceased with the national list of missing persons, and we have not found this person in the database. So far, we have not received any report from the family of the deceased..."

After talking about the situation, he sighed slightly, "Unfortunately, there is no conclusion yet about the identity of this person."

Someone asked: "Should we be sure it's the person behind the secret door?"

show up in that place.

Died there at that time.

Another tattoo that looks like a vulture.

It is very likely that it is a secret door.

But the more it is like this, the more afraid it is to be sure.

Bai Muchuan brushed off the documents in front of him, glanced coldly, and spoke calmly.

"Don't jump to conclusions!"

Silence everyone!

Bai Muchuan looked around.

"Until the identity of the deceased is investigated, we can't even confuse his death... with the 121 case!"

Having said that, he looked at the silent team Zhang.

"You talk to the police station in Wenxin Town! Send an announcement first!"

A person died.

The conclusion is dead.

Whether it was a homicide or an accident, no conclusion can be made at present.

Who is he?
This is what should be made clear at the moment.

Nanmu is under the jurisdiction of Xishi, so it would be best for Team Zhang to do this.

……

After the task force meeting ended, within half an hour, major online media released news.

"The nameless corpse appeared on the barren hill!"

"Wears a mask, has tattoos, cannot be identified!"

One after another, the horrifying headlines, with the coded photos of the deceased, and the "tattoo", were posted on the Internet.

The major police accounts also issued notices of "looking for insiders". In addition, various paper notices were also posted on the streets and alleys of Wenxin Temple and Nanmu County...

People all over the world are asking, who is this person?
A public account kept up with the rhythm, so various reposts in the circle of friends...

Who is the deceased?It has become one of the hottest topics today.

……

At the end of the corridor outside the office.

It is very ventilated, but few people come here, and it is the most suitable smoking area.

Bai Muchuan stood there, looking out the window, holding the cigarette between his fingers, and didn't move for a long time.

Cheng Zheng glanced at him and slowly approached him from behind. The neat white coat contrasted sharply with Bai Muchuan's gloomy black clothes and trousers.

One black and one white, one front and one back.

The two stood there for a while, but there was no sound——

The window was left open, and a gust of upset came in.

In this season, the wind is as cold as a razor...

Cheng Zheng cleared his throat, approached again, opened his mouth to say something, but Bai Muchuan rushed ahead of him.

"Don't look at me like that."

Cheng Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

"I told you what I said just now."

When talking about tattoos in the office, Cheng Zheng specifically said: "You should be very familiar with it"!
At that time, others did not feel that this sentence had any additional meaning.

Instead, it was naturally connected with the vulture beak of the secret door.

Only Bai Muchuan knew that Cheng Zheng didn't mean "familiar" with that.

"What do you want to say?" Bai Muchuan turned his head, shaking the cigarette ash lazily, "I also told you what I said just now. Don't jump to conclusions!"

Cheng Zheng frowned, "I don't believe that you, like them, think that tattoo is a vulture."

"Why not?" Bai Muchuan raised his eyebrows, "Even if it's the same tattoo, what can it prove?"

"At least someone who knows!" Cheng Zheng said firmly.

"..." Bai Muchuan didn't speak, his eyes scratched him like a knife.

Cheng Zheng looked back without blinking, and after a while, his eyes slowly fell again, looking at the burning cigarette at his fingertips.

"You changed your career to the police force, and then tried to find a way to transfer to Jincheng, isn't it because of this obsession?"

Ah!Bai Muchuan suddenly laughed, "Then you went to work in the police force and tried to find a way to transfer to Jincheng, what is your obsession for?"

This rhetorical question is so powerful that it is suffocating.

Cheng Zheng turned pale!
I looked at him for a long time, motionless.

The two men, both tall and slender, stood in this narrow place, looking a little out of place.

The low-pressure atmosphere between them made the cold wind outside the window seem to lower the temperature.

"You think I don't care about anything?"

After Cheng Zheng finished speaking in a cold voice, he turned around without saying a word.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Bai Muchuan turned his head, took a deep drag on the cigarette, put it in the trash can, and left!

……

The matter of the unknown male corpse spread widely on the Internet.

When Xiang Wan was typing, he didn't pay attention to the news. When he finished writing and uploading, he saw the news in the book review area.

A reader left a message asking: "Does Mr. Xiang know about the unnamed male corpse in Nanmu Barren Mountain? How strange! A person fell to his death at the foot of the mountain, not a local, and no one reported the crime, and no one claimed the body... Well, I actually want to ask, is Mr. Xiang interested in writing about this case?"

Xiang Wan narrowed her eyes, checked the book reviews, and then checked the news.

In the circle of friends, some people are talking about this.

But most people's guesses are not reliable.

More, it is completely based on rumors...

In a short time, countless Sherlock Holmes appeared...

Xiang Wan snorted, checked the time, and sent a message to Bai Muchuan.

"My lord, are you done with your work?"

When she was typing just now, Bai Muchuan was busy and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, less than a second after the message was sent, he replied.

"It's downstairs in the hotel!"

Well!Xiang Wan was frightened and fell silent.

"Why are you back? Is the case... not going well?"

Bai Muchuan was silent for a while, "I miss you."

Knock!

There is nothing more heartfelt than this sentence.

Xiangwan's heart felt warm, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

"Okay, today Mr. Xiaobai's provocative index has risen again! Tonight, what do you want to eat, may I treat you?"

"Look at you!"

After he finished answering, within a minute, the door rang.

(End of this chapter)