I sell insurance in Ba Zongwen

Deng Geng nodded, but the stitches under his hands didn't stop: "Yes, you can go and see for yourself, it's on the table over there."

After a pause, Deng Geng added: "But don't get your hopes up too much, the list of people is complete, and there are not many people at the scene."

Xia Bupei frowned slightly when he heard it, thoughtful, but still picked up the list and forced himself to read it.

For such a clueless case, she really has no clue.

I can only get in touch with as many details of the case as possible first, and then slowly find the truth with my intuition.

Anyway, the insurance premiums are already going through the procedure, so if you come to pay one by one, this is nothing to make Xia Bupei feel bad.

Everyone is dead, so it's not worth feeling sorry for the money. Instead of feeling sorry for the money, it's better to use this emotion to investigate the case.

Find the murderer!Let the murderer pay!

Xia Bupei is more willing to believe that the perpetrators are actually rich people, otherwise...

Otherwise, she will have no money!

At most, he got a bonus from the police for solving the case.

That's only tens of thousands.

Compared with the tens of millions she lost for this order, it was just a few cents.

However, if the case is solved, Xia Bupei will still gladly accept the bonus.

After all, the money went into her personal account, so of course she was [-]% willing.

The list of spectators who came here was quite large, and Xia Bupei's eyes were dazzled.

All the audience, unexpectedly, all can correspond one by one.

The list of performers also all corresponded to the corpse.

According to the forensic report, all the bodies at that time actually died at the same time.

Xia Bupei was dumbfounded.

its not right!
Could the murderer have been one of those lucky surviving part of the audience?

Xia Bupei always felt that she might have missed some important information, but she couldn't remember it.

"Forensic Doctor Deng, are these corpses all dead at the same time? Is it possible that they died half a day earlier? Or two hours?"

Xia Bupei always feels that the murderer's perfect plan does not include the possibility of disguising himself as a spectator.

After all, the position of the audience is too passive, and they are all possible suspects.

Moreover, the performer died cleanly, and there were still a dozen of audience members who slipped through the net. No matter how you look at it, it was just a coincidence...

Xia Bupei pursed his lips, no, talking about coincidences at this moment is a high level of disrespect for the case.

She continued to flip through, waiting for Deng Geng's response by the way.

"I swear on my medical career, they definitely died at the same time. Because of the plaque and blood test, and part of everything else, that's what all the test reports say."

Xia Bupei nodded. She actually believed in Forensic Deng, but she didn't believe that the murderer's method was so simple.

If it is said that two ropes passed through the window and killed all the audience, Xia Bupei can actually be simulated from the floor plan of the concert hall.

But how did that thin thread cut off the head of the performer on stage?
It was because she was distracted that she didn't notice the difference between the audience seats and the recital seats.

But once the performer makes any trouble, it is impossible for the audience not to see it.

But according to the testimony of the audience, no one saw the death of any player before seeing the head of the companion sitting next to him fall.

In other words, the murderer killed the people in the auditorium first.

Xia Bupei couldn't help grinding his teeth, what kind of enmity is it?

You have a wronged person and a debtor, so you seek revenge on the person who harmed you!

Why do you bully her, a weak insurer who can't lift her shoulders or hands?
She hasn't earned that kind of super big money that is unconscionable!

Putting down his anger, Xia Bupei rearranged his mind and continued to think.

In fact, she now has a bold idea, that is, the murderer didn't intend to kill the audience on purpose.

It's just that he doesn't care about the life and death of the audience.

He's just choosing the one that kills the most people.

Get rid of the poison first.

Listening to a concert is not a party, there is no champagne or pastries.

Not everyone wants something to eat, and it's hard to get started.

Using external force requires a little knowledge of architecture and a strong mindset to guide it.

Xia Bupei simply assumed a modus operandi, the murderer used a very thin thing similar to a super-strong fishing line to swipe through the air at high speed.

Because of the angle of the window, the two ropes converged inward at an obtuse angle to harvest the heads.

The seat arrangement of the audience is actually circular, so it happens to be in a blind spot during the rope harvesting process.

When you notice that the rope has cut the head of the guy next to you, you've really lost your way.

And because it's straight from the beginning, it's impossible for the deceased to open his mouth to remind anyone to be careful.

This allowed the murderer to successfully kill so many people.

The audience may have their heads down, maybe they are sleeping, maybe they are playing with their mobile phones, or maybe there are some other reasons, but in short, there are still some survivors left.

Performers are different.

No matter what kind of musical instruments they play, they all hold their heads high, otherwise they will have no aura.

Even if some people lower their heads, they won't be too low. Generally speaking, they can't avoid it.

This is why Xia Bupei believed that the murderer's fundamental target was the group of musicians.

However, no matter how hard the wire is, it is very difficult for people to turn around, so there must be a high-power motor on site.

"Dr. Deng, you sew up first, and I'll go to the scene to have a look. I'll lend you your work card!"

Before Deng Geng could react, Xia Bupei took his work permit and ran away.

Deng Geng's hand sewed on the head for a long time, and it was already a little numb.

"What the hell is the murderer going to do! Does he have a grudge against my forensic doctor?"

Deng Geng was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, and took a deep breath before continuing to sew.

Xia Bupei rushed to the scene, just in time to see the police coming out carrying the motor.

"What is this?" Xia Bupei, who had learned a little mechanics, opened his eyes and asked nonsense.

The policeman just took a look at her and told her when he saw her conspicuously placed work card.

"A high-power motor. It is estimated that the murderer used this to do the crime. Because this motor does not look normal, so we have to find a colleague to check the source of the parts of this motor, maybe we can find out who bought it."

Xia Bupei nodded, for this reason.

So I let the police uncle continue to move the motor.

"Fingerprints, can the fingerprints on it find out who it is?"

The policeman still moved the motor out, and responded casually: "We must investigate!"

From the corner of his eyes, Xia Bupei seemed to see a smear of blood in the corner of the concert hall, he nodded indiscriminately and ran over to see it.

Because the concert hall had collapsed, Xia Bupei could only see a piece of dark red under a piece of wood that was very strange.

Xia Bupei touched the piece of wood through his gloves, lost in thought.

Lucky to choose one of the two.

The murderer was either in the auditorium, or in the performer's house.

Guess~