I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 768 Female Corpse in the River 3
Beautiful night.

The next day, I woke up naturally after sleeping, opened my eyes, and saw an exquisite small vase on the bedside table, which was half filled with clear water, and there were a few beautiful red flowers in it, but I couldn't name the flower.

There was a thin slit in the curtain, and a golden light shone in through the slit, leaving a long beam on the ground.

Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I picked up the mobile phone next to the bed and glanced at it, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

On the phone yesterday, I made an appointment with Chen Luoyang at 10:30.

Only half an hour left.

I was anxious, got up in a panic, got dressed a few times, and went straight to the bathroom to wash.

When I went downstairs, I saw Ming Si poking his head out from the kitchen, with a smile on his lips, gentle eyes and brows, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Come over for breakfast."

"I won't eat..."

"If you don't eat, my son always wants to eat. Come here obediently, and I'll send you off after eating."

He seemed to remember that I made an appointment with Chen Luoyang today, and his tone was non-negotiable.

"Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"What do you say?"

"..."

It should be to let me sleep a little longer.

Even if I rush out now and drive straight to the criminal police brigade, it is impossible to arrive before 10:30. After thinking about it, I finally walked towards Mingsi.

He sat down obediently in the dining room, brought the breakfast, pulled aside the chair beside him and sat down, staring straight at me as I finished the porridge before going upstairs to pick up the car keys.

Seeing his unhurried appearance, I sighed helplessly. I am destined to be late today.

……

The car drove smoothly all the way, Ming Si looked ahead with a calm expression, today he obeyed the traffic rules more than ever, the car must stop when the light is green for two or three seconds, he seems to be delaying time deliberately, I don't know if this is my illusion.

I stared at him suspiciously, he turned to look at me, and asked lightly, "You like me so much?"

"what?"

"You've been spying on me."

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're so pretty."

He gave a deep laugh and didn't continue.

I raised my wrist and glanced at my watch. It was past eleven o'clock, and I couldn't help urging: "Can you drive faster?"

Ming Si glanced at me and said solemnly: "No."

"..."

Originally, it took less than 10 minutes to reach the criminal police brigade, but it took him more than half an hour to drive.

It was already 11:30 when we arrived at the criminal police brigade.

The car stopped steadily on the side of the road, I unfastened my seat belt and got out of the car quickly.

Ming Si sat in the car and had no intention of getting out of the car at all: "I'll wait for you here."

"You're not going in?"

"No."

"Okay then! I'll be out soon."

He nodded, lowered the back of the car seat a little, lay down lazily on it, put his hands behind his head, and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

It's not the first time I've been here, and I'm quite familiar with the way.

Because of the consecutive homicides that occurred in the past two months, the criminal police team was full of noise, and everyone was so busy that no one noticed my appearance.

When I arrived in front of Chen Luoyang's office, I just stood still when I heard a loud shout from inside.

"The higher-ups have sent a message that you only have one week to solve the case within a time limit." It was a middle-aged man's voice.

"One week? It's almost impossible. We haven't got any clues about the murderer yet." Chen Luoyang said eagerly.

"Finding clues is your business. In short, you only have one week. If you can't solve the case, the higher-ups will send a task force."

"Director..."

"Just do it!"

There was no sound from inside.

I was listening carefully with my ears pricked up, when the door was suddenly pulled open with a 'wow'.

What appeared in front of me was a slightly fat middle-aged man, who was Chen Luoyang's immediate superior. He was wearing a uniform and had a stern face. He glanced at me coldly and left angrily.

Seeing me coming, Chen Luoyang slumped back to the chair, his face was extremely ugly, with a pair of panda eyes, it was obvious that he had stayed up for more than one night.

I went in and gently closed the door.

Before I could speak, Chen Luoyang said, "You came in rush for lunch?"

"...No, sorry for being late."

"I still know that it's beyond my expectation. I thought you wouldn't show up today."

He stood up slowly while talking, flipped through the messy documents on the table, took one of them and handed it to me, saying, "You can read the case documents first."

I nodded and reached out to take the file.

Sitting down on the sofa, I carefully flipped through the documents.

What was recorded in the case was the ninth female corpse salvaged from under the old bridge. The deceased was named Zhao Ying. She was a newcomer to the showbiz.

The photo of the corpse attached to the data, due to the soaking time for too long, the body swelled so badly that it was beyond recognition, and it was almost impossible to recognize her real face. Fortunately, there was a photo of her before she was alive with a paper clip on the back.

In the photo, Zhao Ying has a sweet smile, fair skin, big and energetic eyes, and a very lovable and lovely appearance.

After staring at the photo for a while, I turned two pages back and browsed the autopsy report.

Zhao Ying had a blunt wound on her head, but it was not a fatal wound. There were mushroom-shaped foam around her nose and mouth, drowning components in her respiratory and digestive tracts, pulmonary edema, light red bleeding spots under the oar membrane, and different heart blood concentrations on the left and right. She drowned.

After reading the autopsy report, I looked up at Chen Luoyang, his brows were furrowed, and he pressed his temples hard with both hands.

"Did the cause of death of all nine dead people be the same?"

"It's exactly the same, even the wound on the head is in the same place."

"Is this... possible?"

I can't believe it.

If one wants to deduce the murderer's method of killing, it is very likely that the murderer first hit the deceased with a blunt instrument on the head, causing him to faint, then tied him up with a heavy object, and finally threw him into the river, allowing him to drown.

However, it is too difficult to hit the heads of nine people with a blunt instrument so that the injured parts are exactly the same.

"Do you think this is a supernatural case?" Chen Luoyang asked me suddenly.

I thought about it carefully and shook my head: "Not sure."

Personally, I prefer that this is man-made, because ghosts don't need to kill people in such a complicated way.

"I'll take you to see the corpse." Chen Luoyang said, striding towards the door.

I put down the case file and got up to follow him.

(End of this chapter)