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Chapter 70 The Hengdian Zombie Case 3
Shen Luo slowly walked over with a small bottle in his hand, with a look of doubt on his face, "What do you want this thing for?"

Ye Qian took the things, carefully looked at the pile of English words on the back of the bottle, took the medical cotton on the side, dipped it, and gently wiped the face of the corpse.

"Are you going to remove her make-up?"

"Little girl, why are you talking nonsense? What if there is a wound on your face if you don't remove your makeup?" Ye Qian frowned, his hands kept moving, "No, does your stuff work? Why can't you wipe it off at all? come down."

Hearing this, Shen Luo directly retorted: "Impossible! This makeup remover is very easy to use. Many beauty bloggers have recommended it. The effect is immediate, okay?"

"Could it be that you haven't poured enough makeup remover?" Shen Luo put on gloves and stepped forward to help. The movements were very skillful, and she attached the cotton soaked with makeup remover to her face, let it stand for a while, and slowly wiped it off, "Hey ?its not right?"

The makeup on the face was only wiped off a little, and the small eyebrows frowned, "What's going on?"

"Just say that your stuff is not good, so you still don't believe it." Ye Qian straightened up, casually tossing the cotton in his hand aside, "Call your boyfriend and tell him to come up quickly, and tell him if you have something to say."

"Why don't you fight yourself." Shen Luo glared at him and muttered, "Yegou, you're going to be lazy."

Ye Qian said seriously, "You fight more efficiently, and he comes faster."

Shen Luo: "."

Resigned to his fate, he picked up his cell phone to make a call, and after hanging up, put his hands on the dissection table, his gaze stayed on the creepy face of the corpse, and he shrugged uncomfortably.

Inexplicably, I felt the wind blowing, and there were small bugs crawling on my body, and I stretched out my hand to touch it, but there was nothing. I looked left and right nervously.

"Ye Qian, do you feel a strange feeling?"

"what?"

"That's it." After sorting out his words, he told him his feelings, and said cautiously, "It's spooky, is there really something dirty?"

"Little ancestor, your imagination is really rich." Ye Qian looked at her with a foolish look, and explained slowly, "This phenomenon is called 'ant walking sensation', and it is caused by neuropathy."

"So?" Shen Luo seemed to be listening to the heavenly scriptures. She couldn't understand why she knew the individual words of what he said, but she couldn't understand the combination. She asked simply and rudely, "Is it serious?"

"Not serious," Ye Qian shook his head, paused, "Explanation."

"You should take vitamin B supplements."

Shen Luo: "."

When Gu Ranyu came, he saw two boring people staring wide-eyed around the corpse. They stepped forward and habitually stroked the little girl's hairy hair. His voice was as low as ever, "What's the matter?"

"Cough cough," Ye Qian coughed twice, and said in a ruffian voice, "You two pay attention to the influence."

When facing the corpse, his expression became serious, "The deceased was 170 centimeters tall, weighed 65 kilograms, and was about 55 years old. There were multiple sharp weapon scars on his limbs, and the murder weapon was the same."

"What about the cause of death?"

"The deceased was hanged, and the time was between twelve o'clock in the evening and one o'clock in the morning."

"There are spots of hemorrhage on the eyelid conjunctiva, dark red blood flow, edema and emphysema in the lungs, and anemia in the spleen." Ye Qian pointed to the wound on the left chest of the deceased. Two centimeters."

"If the murderer moved a little more, he could stab the heart straight, and the deceased would die instantly."

"The zombie suit on the deceased is complete, but strangely, I didn't find her own clothes." Ye Qian raised his eyebrows, "It should be put on by herself."

"This suit was also given to the deceased by the murderer." Shen Luo folded his hands on his chest, thinking, "Is it possible that the murderer and the deceased made an appointment to meet, and asked the deceased to dress like this before killing him?"

"According to inference, the murderer's height is between 1.6m1.7 and 30m40, she is a woman, aged [-] to [-], and her occupation is preliminarily determined to be a make-up artist for the crew," Gu Ranyu concluded, "and I found that there are many people around the crime scene. It's all concrete roads, the only place where it's possible to get dirt."

"It's the grove behind the crime scene."

"However, I think that the murderer must have some deep hatred with the deceased," Shen Luo pouted, and looked up at the man beside him.

"How to say?"

The little girl didn't answer, but asked Ye Qian, "The wound is in this position, the deceased should have no strength to struggle, right?"

"Yes," Ye Qian nodded, "The depth of the wound is more than thirteen centimeters, and the murder weapon is not sharp. It was caused by being stabbed in the chest abruptly. Logically speaking, the deceased has absolutely no possibility of resisting."

"The murderer could have chosen to make another cut and let the deceased die simply, but she didn't. She spent a lot of effort to hang the conscious deceased on the white silk and fake the scene. This is completely unreasonable."

"Could it be that the murderer just wants to consume the deceased slowly?" Shen Luo spread her hands, her black grape-like eyes widened, "Let the deceased feel the feeling of life passing by slowly? Or does she experience the pleasure of killing herself?"

"Then does she have to prepare a video camera to take pictures of this 'exciting' scene as a souvenir?"

The little girl's inadvertent words reminded Gu Ranyu, "What the murderer wants is a sense of ritual."

Ye Qian also understood when he heard this, and put his hands on the dissecting table, "As Luo Luo said, if the murderer wants to let the deceased die slowly, then she can pull out the mahogany sword, and the deceased will also He died due to excessive blood loss, and the process was much longer and more painful."

"She has already planned it, and the ancestral hall in Hengdian is her favorite crime scene."

"The clothes on the deceased were the costumes of the crew, and if they were stolen, no one would know, and places like the crime scene would not be open without filming Hengdian," Gu Ranyu looked at the deceased with heavy eyes, sharp eyes, " We want such obvious clues, and so does the murderer."

"Or, the murderer has certain rights in the crew."

"Or, she is a desperate fanatic."

~~~~~~I am the plot dividing line~~~~~~
"Is there no clue to the source of the corpse?" Passing a cup of hot milk to the table, Shen Luo walked up behind the man, looking down at the fine stubble that had grown on his chin because he hadn't slept all night, full of distress, and put his hands together Kneading on his shoulder, "Are you tired?"

"Why are you here?" The man didn't answer her question, his voice was even deeper, with a decadent magnetism, he took the little girl's hand and kissed it lightly on his lips, his eyes never leaving the document in his hand, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Are you not used to it?"

"No," Shen Luo followed the man's strength and wrapped his other arm around his neck, resting his small head next to his head, "go to sleep for a while, and treat yourself like iron."

The man chuckled, and kissed his fair little hand again, "My little housekeeper is quite wordy."

Seeing that he didn't mention going to rest, Shen Luo also knew that the man's decision could not be easily changed, so she tacitly stopped mentioning it, sat next to him, and pushed the milk, "Drink some milk first, don't let the case end by yourself." Mister is ill."

"it is good."

Gu Ranyu looked at the little girl dotingly, handed her the things in his hand, and drank the milk on the table, "There are currently three production crews in Hengdian, and there are not many professional makeup artists. Let's go and see, maybe there will be some clues."

"Is this the information of those makeup artists?" Shen Luo looked at the documents in front of him in surprise, "It was collected so quickly?"

After a cursory glance, there was surprise in his voice, "You are too powerful."

The air in February was still a bit cool, and the breeze blew a little chill on his face. The man took the little girl's little hand and put it in his pocket, and slowed down to follow the footsteps of the people around him.

"It's a good place to see. It would be great if there is no case to come here." Looking at the antique buildings around, it's like returning to the long river of history. There are two majestic and majestic stone lions at the gate, Shen Luo sighs with emotion with.

Pointing to a willow tree as thick as two people hugging each other, "It must be very beautiful here in spring."

"If you like it, I'll take you for an outing in spring." Gu Ranyu said slowly.

"Okay!" Shen Luo happily leaned towards him, with the other hand embracing his solid arm, feeling the man's familiar breath, and complained softly, "It would be great if there was no case, and now I'm stuck You have to be sneaky."

"I really want to be idle."

"Good boy." Gu Ranyu looked at the little girl's rambunctious appearance, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Oh, it's so annoying," Shen Luo leaned her little head on the man's arm dejectedly, as if she had no bones, "There are so many production crews in Hengdian, and so many people come and go every day, how do you check?"

"Excuse me," a tall woman wearing a peaked cap stopped the two of them, "Have you ever seen a woman who is about my height, slightly fat, and in her 50s?"

The man's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he looked at the woman blocking the way with displeasure. He pinched the wrapped little hand with his big hand. Shen Luo blinked, as if he had a good heart, and instantly understood the man's meaning. With his slender fingers, he gently Clutching his palm, he said with a smile, "Can you explain in more detail?"

"It's like this. My mother didn't come home last night. I've been looking for her all night." The woman frowned with an anxious expression.

"Oh," Shen Luo pretended to recall, embarrassed, "What kind of clothes did she wear? I see too many people every day, so I can't remember it for a while?"

"She" the woman paused, "My mother was wearing an army green coat yesterday, black down pants, and a pair of gray shoes on her feet, which are quite old."

"By the way, she also wears a hat like mine!"

The woman said hastily as if she suddenly remembered.

"Sorry, I haven't seen it before," the little girl looked up at the sky, pushed the man's arm, and said delicately, "Dear, do you have any impression?"

Hearing the little girl addressing him, Gu Ranyu's mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc, and he said very coldly, "No."

"Sorry for the interruption." The woman clasped her hands together, bowed slightly, full of apology, her turned back looked a little lonely, and kept stopping passers-by to ask questions.

Seeing that person walking away, Shen Luo raised his head, "Is there something wrong with this person?"

"Well," Gu Ranyu's expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and he lowered his head to look at the little girl in a declarative tone, "We are still worrying about the source of the corpse, and that woman ran over and said that her mother was missing. Isn't it a coincidence? ?”

(End of this chapter)