Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 3 Prologue My ability can't be so pitiful

You must know that the location of Saint Matar Academy is not a war-torn area, even if it is one of the safest places in the world.

Speaking of which, Zhen Cheng did not have good luck since she was a child, just like her family for generations.But what happened to him in the past few days is obviously not to the extent that "bad luck" can be explained.

This is the god of death, and there is a force in the whole world that wants to kill himself...

Although she had just been involved in a supernatural incident before this, the series of deadly disasters all started precisely the day after the white-haired children branded herself with the strange rune on her forehead.

If she didn't realize that the problem was with the apparently abnormal transfer student in her class, she wouldn't have become a famous detective trusted by the police.

Looking at the podium, the teacher swept the rows of books on the ground as if caught by evil, pulled out the drawers of the desk and threw them away, cut the sofa and the pillows above it into fine pieces with scissors, and finally picked up a piece. Use the fire axe to smash the entire desk into pieces.

Then, contentedly, he found a few piles of tattered "paper money" from the scraps of the desk and threw them out of the set, wiped the fingerprints on the axe handle, and threw them against the wall.Finally, he sat down on the ground, deliberately picked up some scattered books and debris on the ground and threw them on him, lay down, and took out a model pistol with a silencer and pressed it against his head.

"The scene is a secret room with doors and windows locked by electronic locks. The police can't find where the pistol came from, but there are only the fingerprints of the deceased person. The whole room is the same everywhere, and there is no trace left by the second person," the teacher said like a The corpse was lying on the ground, but the voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of each student through the microphone on the neckline:

"Do you think this is homicide or suicide?"

With such a big fight, even the poor students in the back row who were addicted to soap operas also attracted attention.The only girl sitting in the first row defiantly looked back in Zhen Cheng's direction, raised her hand and said:
"At first, I thought it was a suicide disguised as homicide. The deceased had nowhere to go, and the motive was to leave high insurance money for the family to pay off the debt.

He carefully disguised the study as the scene of a burglary and theft. After all, it is normal for a mansion like this to be missed by thieves after losing the financial resources to hire security guards.It is understandable that the imaginary robbers killed the owner of the house to vent their anger because they could not find a satisfactory harvest.

But he didn't want to be self-defeating, because the obsessive-compulsive disorder tried to set up a perfect setting to set up doubts to arouse suspicion from the police. As a result, the secret room designed to induce misjudgment by the police turned out to be evidence that homicide was impossible.After all, robbers who steal and kill just for money have no reason to master the technology of reverse-controlled electronic locks, right? "

After saying that, the girl raised her mouth proudly and glanced at Zhen Cheng, who was regarded as her opponent in the class.In the criminal investigation class, the real top student is always overwhelmed by the reputation of the "genius detective".

Well, it's fame.If it wasn't for Zhen Cheng being so pushy, how could everyone acquiesce that she was better at solving cases than herself?You must know that she is not the kind of playboy who came from a big noble family. She is one of the very few outstanding students admitted to the Saint Matar Academy by her own strength!

"Very good. The police also came to the same conclusion, and it took you dozens of times. But is this really the case? Let's hear what Zhen Cheng has to say." The teacher got up from the ground and said with a smile. Zhen Cheng blinked.

Zhen Cheng sighed, stood up listlessly, pointed to the mostly undamaged furniture on the stage set, and said:
"Is it possible for a common burglar to cut the pillows and sofas into strips of cloth, and chop the wooden furniture into pieces? If the victim is really insane, he can do this for the purpose of forging the crime scene. Why stop abruptly halfway through?
As this classmate said, through the layout of the interior and the reasons for bankruptcy, it can be seen that the owner of the house is a bit of a perfectionist obsessive-compulsive like our teacher.So...isn't it hard to imagine that a deceased like this would kill himself before completing the scene arrangement? "

"So you denied the possibility of suicide and homicide at the same time? You wouldn't call this case an accident for the sake of grandstanding, would you?"

"Sorry, I just don't like Zhen Cheng's tone of speaking about his assumptions as facts before they are confirmed. Being too confident about things is not a rigorous academic attitude."

The teacher on the stage always had a smile on his lips, nodded to the girl who spoke, and said, "A cautious and empirical attitude is the most important quality for criminal investigation. It's just that what Zhen Cheng said is indeed the truth, because... this It was she who solved the unsolved case."

It is true that teachers who can become popular on the Internet naturally have their own unique attraction, but in the face of the cases that he has solved, Zhen Cheng has no interest in it anyway.Facing the teacher's smiling eyes and the embarrassed look of the girl next to her, Zhen Cheng had to continue explaining:
"The dead have no reason to do superfluous things, and ordinary bandits have no reason to risk damaging their target money to carry out such meticulous destruction like the teacher just showed...

So the truth is simple, it was a homicide disguised as suicide.The murderer came for something other than money, something that couldn't be destroyed by an axe, something that could be hidden inside a sofa or in the mezzanine of a desk.

When the room was half destroyed, the murderer found what he wanted, so she used her extremely professional methods to remove the excess traces, and used the technology of controlling electronic locks to disguise the illusion of 'suicide and wanted to be mistaken for homicide'.

As for what the murderer is really looking for, I start with the hobby of the deceased..."

"Okay..." The teacher on the stage kept smiling and stopped Zhen Cheng from revealing more details that the students "should not know".

In fact, there is nothing special about the stolen antique teacher, but when he learned about the case, he was specially warned that it was a top secret.Neither the teacher at this time nor Zhen Cheng, who solved the case, could imagine the important role that thing played in the subsequent events at this time.

But it seems that someone does not want this "insignificant" secret to be exposed.Zhen Cheng only heard the female classmate who had just been beaten in the face stand up and said, "Teacher, I want to know what the murderer really wanted to find. Do you know where it is now? Was it detained at the Metropolitan Police Headquarters? already?"

Zhen Cheng didn't lift his head, and smiled bitterly to himself.This classmate is good at everything, but he is a little bit like getting into the horns.Especially when it involves myself, who is regarded as a competitor, I can't fully grasp the importance... Wait!
What she asked was not what, but... where?
(End of this chapter)