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According to the position of the wood, it should be located in the corner of the concert hall, and its inconspicuous position.

Xia Bupei actually went back and forth to check the collapsed concert hall many times, but he seemed to ignore this corner subjectively.

Now she has a strong intuition.

That is, this is where the murderer is hiding!
She quickly took out her mobile phone and called Lu Jinming: "Boss Lu, have you found anything? I seem to have found something new here!"

"Okay! I'll be right there!" Lu Jinming responded immediately.

Everyone else is busy, only Lu Jinming, an expert on special mission, seems to be relatively free, and Xia Bupei can do whatever he wants.

Lu Jinming had been comparing the audience lists just now, and it really made him discover some details that didn't match.

Although the number of spectators at the scene has always been 100, thirteen people have not always survived.

When the police checked the body for the first time, there were fourteen living people at the scene, but after the second inspection, there were only thirteen living spectators left.

He was just about to check the number of people in more detail when Xia Bupei called.

In fact, he wanted to investigate the case entirely because Xia Bupei wanted to investigate, and he himself was not that interested.

Seriously speaking, he accepted the family business and did some financial work only because of a sense of mission as an heir.

As long as there is one more brother or sister in the family, he will not accept this troublesome job.

His life has never had color or meaning, only Xia Bupei.

So as soon as Xia Bupei called, he put down the form in his hand and rushed directly to her.

"Lu Jinming, look at the blood here." Xia Bupei took his arm and looked around, making sure that no one was eavesdropping before pointing it out to him.

Lu Jinming picked up the piece of wood through his gloves and stared at this corner for a while.

"Do you suspect that this is the murderer's hiding place, and he was injured because he didn't have time to escape?"

As expected of Lu Jinming, he guessed Xia Bupei's thoughts in no time.

Xia Bupei nodded lightly: "Is there a way for you to determine who this person is through this blood stain?"

Lu Jinming looked a little serious: "It's a little troublesome. I don't mean you are troublesome. I mean that if he has never checked his blood type, it is very likely that his data does not correspond."

Seeing that Xia Bupei was in a low mood, he quickly added: "But don't be too nervous. There may be fingerprints on this wood. Nowadays, all ID cards need fingerprints. As long as they are not black households, they should be able to correspond."

Xia Bupei still felt that there was little hope. She had gloves on her hands, so there was no guarantee that the murderer was not wearing gloves.

"Okay, then I'll go to Dr. Deng and ask him to help me see if I can pay attention to people who have been in the hospital for head checks these days."

Up to now, Xia Bupei and Lu Jinming finally found a suitable breakthrough.

It's just a pity that in order to prevent piracy, the concert did not install monitoring. I had to look for the mobile phone records of the police station to see if any audience members secretly recorded it.

It’s good to start first. Originally, Xia Bupei thought that only those performers’ phones would be turned upside down. Unexpectedly, the audience would not be able to escape either...

Xia Bupei was very sad.

Since the number of people matches the data, and the number of survivors is one less, there must be corpses that do not match the actual situation!

Xia Bupei sipped the time. Five hours had passed since the murder, and Deng Geng had been mending the skull. If there was something wrong with the skull, there was no reason why he couldn't find it.

There is a high probability that the murderer directly put the body with the sutured skull directly into the group of bones that had already been sewn.

"Go and see the list of the dead among the performers. I have a hunch that the case will be revealed soon!"

Xia Bupei arranged for Lu Jinming by the way, and Lu Jinming nodded obediently and went to check.

Xia Bupei boldly walked towards Deng Geng's position. There was only one long and narrow corridor between the scene and the surgical area where Deng Geng was suturing. Because it was almost midnight, the corridor was still a bit dark even though the lights were turned on.

Fortunately, Xia Bupei is a firm materialist, otherwise he would be frightened by the atmosphere.

"what!"

The empty corridor was empty.

It was as if Xia Bupei had never been here.

Only the gusts of wind still strive to create a quiet atmosphere.

Lu Jinming was completely unaware of what happened here.

He was running to check the corpses at the moment, checking the stitch marks on the neck one by one under the severe smell of corpses.

Finally, he discovered that the sutures on a dead body were very ugly. Anyone who had studied medicine, even a novice, would not be able to suture such a rough wound.

Even when Lu Jinming observed the traces on the neck of the corpse more carefully, he was surprised to find that the neck of the deceased hadn't fallen off!

Symptoms such as the head color and pupils of the U-turn are actually different from the symptoms of the head not falling completely.

It's just that people who don't know forensic knowledge may not understand it.

It seems that although the murderer understands the process of police handling cases, he lacks real medical knowledge.

The scope has narrowed down again... Lu Jinming pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his expression slightly relieved.

He gently lifted the ring on the corpse's hand with his hand, Gao Qing.

Lu Jinming closed his eyes and thought about all the performers he saw today. Although he didn't pay special attention to the concert performance, affected by his hypermemory, he could still recall the faces of all the performers he saw vaguely today.

He clearly remembered that there was no such face.

So whose face is it?

Lu Jinming's blood boiled slightly. At first, he was really not curious about who the murderer was, nor did he care about the outcome of the wounded and the dead.

After all, to put it bluntly, he himself almost died, and he really didn't have the extra sympathy to feel sorry for others.

But at this moment, for the first time because of something other than Xia Bupei, he felt his heart pounding, as if an old virgin who had no emotional life for many years met his favorite game.

got you~
murderer~
Lu Jinming flipped through the name cards of all the other deceased one by one, corresponding to the faces in his memory.

In the end, Lu Jinming finally identified the suspect's face. Although he didn't know his name, but with this face, the case should be solved by seven or eight points.

Lu Jinming took out his mobile phone and called Xia Bupei, intending to report his results.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang for a long time...

"Beep beep...the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please..."

Lu Jinming frowned slightly.

What's going on, she always answered the phone calls immediately, it's impossible for her not to know the importance of the phone now!
if it is like this……

Lu Jinming suddenly raised his head: Not good!
The murderer had been hiding in the concert hall before, maybe he heard something!
Xia Bupei is in danger!
Since then, Lu Jinming has changed from a money-making machine with no desires to one who is eager to catch the murderer...