Psychic assistant to the forensic doctor

Chapter 66 Her anger

Wen Zixian and Su Ye rushed to the scene of the fire. In just ten minutes, the fire was already burning vigorously. There were crackling sounds from time to time, and an unpleasant smell filled the air.

Because the address of this studio is relatively remote and rarely used, it was discovered when the fire spread, and measures were taken to put out the fire, and the fire alarm was called at the same time.

"Is anyone in there?" Wen Zixian casually pulled a bystander and asked.It would be bad if there were injured people inside, because the whole house is already engulfed in flames, which cannot be extinguished with only a few fire extinguishers.

"Probably not. There are a few valuable paintings stored there, which are usually locked, and ordinary people can't get in at all."

Wen Zixian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there were no injuries.But when she glanced at Su Ye from the corner of her eye, she found that something was wrong with her expression, she stared blankly ahead.

The flames danced in Su Ye's pupils, making her feel flustered and even suffocated.Something seemed to flash in her mind, but she just couldn't see it clearly.

Something seems to be about to come out, but it is always interrupted at a critical moment, and I can't think of anything.

Wen Zixian patted Su Ye's shoulder, comforting her silently.

The fire brigade arrived quickly and quickly brought the fire under control.

"Captain Shen, how's the situation inside?" Wen Zixian knew the captain of the fire brigade, after greeting him, she asked him about the situation.

"The situation is very bad. The property inside should be almost damaged."

"Can you find out the cause of the fire?" Wen Zixian continued to ask.

"We have to wait for the fire to be extinguished, and our technicians have inspected the scene before we can draw a conclusion."

Wen Zixian has already made it clear that this studio belongs to Mu Zhanhua, and the paintings in it can be said to be his most proud works.If the fire was not an accident, it is likely to be the murderer's revenge.But the murderer has been arrested and brought to justice, so who set the fire?
Another thing is also very strange, since Mu Zhanhua's studio caught fire, why hasn't he appeared yet?Obviously his office is not far from here.

not far?Wen Zixian suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

"Squad Shen, there is a trapped person inside, and he is unconscious," at this moment, a firefighter called from inside, "Hurry up and bring the stretcher."

After a while, a person was carried out on the stretcher.The person above was severely burned, his skin was scorched yellow, but he was holding a picture frame so tightly that even the emergency personnel couldn't get it off.

But fortunately, there is still one breath left, which means that there is still hope of being rescued.

Su Ye and Wen Zixian looked at the person on the stretcher, exchanged glances, and exclaimed, "Mu Zhanhua?"

in the interrogation room.

Meng Ran was listlessly sitting on a chair, her hair was a little disheveled, and her eyes were seriously dark circles. She looked very depressed and looked decadent.Fang Rui felt that in her state, it would be difficult to commit murder, but a lot of evidence pointed to her.

The owner of the bottle of medicine finally found out that it was her, and surveillance showed that she and Chi Li went near the back mountain one after the other.

"Where are you from nine to eleven in the evening on October [-]?" Fang Rui asked.

Meng Ran raised her head, opened her misty eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm creating."

"Creation?" Fang Rui took out a stack of photos, "The surveillance video captured that you left the school that night and took a taxi to the back mountain."

Meng Ran in the photo was very energetic, and seemed to be in a state of excitement. If he hadn't known that she had bipolar disorder, he would have suspected that Meng Ran had a dual personality.

But it's the same. The depressive state and the manic state of the manic-depressive patients are completely different, as if there are two extreme souls locked in the same body.For patients, this is a great torture.

"Of course creation can't stay in school." Meng Ran said quite naturally, "You have to go to a place where you can be inspired, and only then can you create the most perfect work."

"Is this bottle of medicine yours?" Fang Rui asked as he put the medicine bottle found in Chi Li's bag on the table.

"Yes, there are still 52 pills in it," Meng Ran smiled suddenly, "I gave Chi Li four pills, she likes this medicine very much, it can calm her heart down."

"Chi Li's death has something to do with you?"

"They took away my works." Meng Ran continued to smile, but a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, "Then, I will let them become my works."

She has been very talented in painting since she was a child, and her parents also placed high hopes on her, sending her to various training schools to learn professional painting skills.Over the years, she has been going smoothly and won many awards.Later, she got her wish and was admitted to this art academy, where she studied with her most admired senior, Mu Zhanhua.

Unexpectedly, all her self-confidence was wiped out here.She was denied by Mu Zhanhua time and time again, and her works could never surpass Chi Li, and she even lost to Chi Li in a competition, which made her completely devastated.

Mu Zhanhua said that her works lack aura and are just mechanical reproductions, and she will never become a real painter.

After that competition, she suffered from mania, which later evolved into the current bipolar disorder.

Her life was just ruined, and sadly, it all seemed like a joke.The person she most admired was such a mean villain, and the girl who made her feel inferior was so dirty.

Later, they shamelessly appropriated her work.If she hadn't picked up Hao Wei's cell phone, she might never know the truth.

Because of them, she felt the feeling of her soul being torn apart, the suffocating tide of sadness.So, she wants an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye.

"They?" Fang Rui noticed her wording and asked, "What else did you do?"

"You think I'll let him go?" Meng Ran's smile twisted a bit, "No, no, I'll let him taste what torture is."

(End of this chapter)