The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 91 It's hard to paint the bones when painting people

"Human skin has become Ma Chao's souvenir, why does he keep these corpses?" Song Zhen looked at Niu Quangang and said, "When I heard you say that Ma Chao used jars to store corpses, my first reaction was that he was using fu Marlin soaked the corpses, but not at the scene, some of the corpses here have even rotted to the point where only the bones are left, and there is no rush to destroy the corpses, and even use a room for display, what does he want to do?"

Song Zhen immediately turned his head and looked towards the door, just in time to see the Eight Immortals table!

He hurried over, then sat down on the only stool in front of the table, raised his head, and his eyes happened to meet Niu Quangang and Xia Lan in the room.

The three were startled at the same time.

"Where are those human skins?" Song Zhen asked hastily.

"It has been moved to the police car first, and some of the jars have also been moved. We are afraid of causing adverse social reactions, so after we reported to the cattle team and asked for instructions, we decided to drag these jars back to the police station before we can deal with them. For the time being, we will do evidence collection first. Work." A policeman next to him replied.

"Take off the human skin first!" Niu Quangang roared.

Soon, the collected human skins were removed from the police car again.

Although he has taken over many cases, this is the first time Song Zhen has encountered a skinning case. Naturally, it is also the first time he has seen human skin that has been separated from the human body for such a long time.

It is not as thin and transparent as the human skin mask in martial arts novels. On the contrary, the human skin is very hard and brownish yellow in color.

If you don't know it's human skin, you probably won't find it scary.

Song Zhen held the flashlight, and the light beam hit the human skin, illuminating the so-called paintings clearly.

"I can't tell that this murderer is quite artistic." Xia Lan walked closer, and she held her right arm with her left hand horizontally in front of her body, folded her right hand, and pressed her fingers slightly to her chin. With a smile, there is a sense of sincere praise and appreciation.

Niu Quangang couldn't help rubbing the goosebumps on his arms. For such a horrible thing, Doctor Xia actually praised it for its beauty?

Seeing Niu Quangang rubbing his hands like a big man, Xia Lan couldn't help being amused, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Song Zhen, but she saw Song Zhen staring at the human skin painting intently, as if isolated from the world.

Taking advantage of Song Zhen's time spent looking at the paintings, Xia Lan took a good look at him.

As a forensic doctor, she not only has a cleanliness addiction, but also has extremely serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, so when she saw Song Zhen's bearded face, she immediately gave Song Zhen a bad review in her heart.

But judging people by their appearance is just her respect for her own attributes in life. From the perspective of work, she can still treat a person with real ability in two parts and objectively.

The serious man at this moment is undoubtedly very attractive, especially those eyes as deep as the sea, which seem to have a fatal attraction.

He put on the gloves, and the human skin was uncovered one by one. The dim light above his head cast shadows on his tall nose bridge and curved and tough jaw, which made the outline more three-dimensional and sharp, like a knife. Shaved.

Xia Lan couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her chin. Based on her many years of experience in forensic medicine, if Song Zhen wasn't a handsome guy, she would be sorry for her bones.

"It's hard to draw a person's skin and bones, but the bones are so strange? Heh—" She was amused by her own association, but the laughter stuck in her throat, because Song Zhen happened to look up and stare at her sharply.

That kind of gaze, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, froze her in place in shock, unable to speak.

"What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)