Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 9 Brain Supplement
After taking the clothes and going home, Jiang Yimian simply tidied up and went out.

She turned the car key and walked into the elevator. A small skull dangled back and forth on the keychain. It was not scary, but rather cute.

Jiang Yimian walked into the parking lot bouncing around, the ball on his head trembling, as cute as that key locket.

Driving all the way to the police station, she thought that her lazy master, who liked to drink a lot of wine, was still sleeping with his head covered in the hotel, but she didn't expect that he had arrived and was chatting with a man.The man turned his back to her, and she couldn't see his appearance, but the voice was that of a young man, without the roughness of chewing marble.

Liang Qiu seemed to have positioned her on her body, and before she walked over, he looked over, "Xiao Mian! Come here!"

"...Master, it will be more perfect if you hold a bone in your hand."

"Nonsense!" Liang Qiu patted her on the forehead with his uninjured hand, the sound was loud, but it didn't hurt much.

He pulled Jiang Yimian to stand beside him, with a smile on his face, "This is Colby's assistant, and you are still alumni."

"Where's Dr. Colby?"

"I received another report this morning, and he went to the scene." Speaking of this matter, Liang Qiu rarely became serious.

This is already the third case. The victims were all women, and all of them were stabbed in the abdomen and face. Everyone knew very well that if the murderer was not brought to justice, there would be a fourth murder case soon.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and couldn't help sighing in their hearts.

really……

Country M's soil and water are easy to "breed" perverted murderers.

"Hello, I'm Drew." The boy smiled and stretched out his hand to Jiang Yimian, giving off a sunny and energetic feeling, "Then, please take care of me today."

"You're welcome."

"Here are the pictures from the scene of the second case. Dr. Colby asked me to show you."

Jiang Yimian took it and glanced quickly.

Like the deceased yesterday, the woman was between 30 and 40 years old, with obvious stab wounds on her abdomen and face.

This method of killing seems to have become the "personality signature" of the murderer.

"There's no evidence left at the scene." Drew frowned, seeming quite distressed by this.

"Evidence..." Jiang Yimian spread out all the photos, her white fingertips touching the table little by little, as if she was thinking about something.

"Did you find out?"

"Sorry, no." She shook her head without hesitation, and what she said surprised Drew, "I was just thinking that evidence is always a relative thing. It's just an absolute balance of possibilities, and the premise must be See under what circumstances the possibility arises in the police's mind."

Drew looked at her, speechless for a moment.

It wasn't that he was helpless and didn't know what to say, but that he was shocked and didn't know how to answer.

Isn't the police in country Z the most disciplined? How could she have such a different idea, just like Dr. Colby.

Liang Qiu was worried that her words would cause unnecessary misunderstandings, just when he was about to smooth things over, Drew grabbed Jiang Yimian's hand excitedly and stomped his feet excitedly, "Oh! My God! I really like what you just said Now, if Dr. Colby was around, I guarantee he'd be as excited as I am!"

Jiang Yimian imagined the scene where Colby was holding her hand and jumping up and down, she got goosebumps all over the floor.

"Hey! Guys, we're busy again!" A police officer in uniform came over, so strong that he could wear Jiang Yimian as jewelry.

He spoke quickly, trying to get to the forefront of every word.

But everyone understood, and the fourth murder happened again.

Colby was relatively close to the crime scene of the fourth case, so he rushed there directly.

The third female corpse was transported back to the police station and handed over to Jiang Yimian and the others for autopsy.

Same as last night, Jiang Yimian performed the operation, and Liang Qiu was beside him as "technical guidance".

Drew was busy taking pictures and making records, and occasionally looked at her distractedly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she really looks like Dr. Colby...

It was a pleasure to watch her dissect.

Of course, the premise is that the person being dissected is not him.

click-

Drew changed the angle and took the photo, looking at the woman's ruined cheeks, he couldn't help sighing, "Killing people is not counted, but torturing people like this is too perverted."

"There are usually two reasons for the disfigurement of the victim." Although they are of similar age, Ms. Jiang obviously has more experience than Drew.

"What is it?"

"Either, the murderer did not want the victim to be identified; or, he was venting out of jealousy or anger." In either case, the wound is unlikely to be so shallow unless The murderer's own strength is relatively weak, so it makes sense.

Putting down the camera thoughtfully, Drew's eyes suddenly lit up, "You said the murderer was a woman?!"

A frivolous and melodious whistle sounded, and Jiang Yimian raised her crooked eyebrows slightly, "From the point of view of criminal psychology, that's right."

Liang Qiu nodded in agreement, "Rival in love! Definitely a rival in love!"

"Kill four love rivals in a row?!" Drew felt that the possibility was very slim, but in fact he was more inclined to assume that the murderer was a man.

Jiang Yimian ignored him, turned to her master and said, "I can't ask for it."

"Continuing blackening."

"The big move is accumulating."

Drew: "..."

He felt as if he had been locked out of a door.

What are they master and apprentice talking about?

Of course Drew would not know, this is the habit of Liang Qiu and Jiang Yimian during the autopsy, the master and apprentice like to make up stories for the dead, of course, to show respect, they usually don't tell others, it's just that the two of them privately Talking secretly below helps to diverge thinking and reason about the case.

It was the same today, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had imagined a bloody polyamorous relationship.

Although there are thunder points everywhere, it is undeniable that this gave them a direction.

although--

Someone disagrees.

"I don't think it's because of jealousy." Drew's face was full of puzzlement, "The murderer is too abnormal."

Hearing this, the master and apprentice looked at him in unison, their eyes filled with astonishment.

normal?

He actually asked a serial killer to be normal? !
Jiang Yimian felt that he was abnormal.

"What you just said, is the inference you got from the dead?" Drew was curious.

Quickly turning the scalpel in his hand, Jiang Yimian said casually, "There are facts on the corpse, but not all the facts."

"Hey... I hope the case can be solved as soon as possible, so that no one dies..."

After taking off the gloves, Jiang Yimian's eyes flickered darkly.

Dead, in any language, is a cold, dark, soundless word.

But she occasionally comforts herself by saying that the tragedy of life is not that beautiful things die prematurely, but that they become old and vulgar, because occasionally, time will make some things inferior and full of regret.

People, nothing can be done.

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　　ps: This chapter does not contain the plot of Feng Si Shao, I will lead him out tomorrow o(*￣︶￣*)o I suspect that you are all raising literature, but I have no proof~
　　
　
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