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Chapter 468 The Strange Murder
As soon as the words came out, the three people present were surprised to varying degrees.

Chen Xing patted his chest, his eyes widened in disbelief:
"Tongue digging?! It was common among the people during the reign of King Zhou of Shang and Qin Shihuang. It's all in the Republic of China, and the methods are still so cruel."

"Who kills someone and hangs him high on a tree?"

Qilan couldn't figure it out, "The gang in the police station can do it with one bullet and one sack, why bother?"

Xiao Jin stood where he was, his gaze fell on the dead man.

There are strangle marks around the neck, and there are blood stains on the lips.There was no obvious injury on the face.

The hair was also combed neatly, shiny, and it didn't mess up when it fell to the ground.You can tell it's got a lot of oil on it.

His hands were covered by long sleeves, and his feet were covered with white socks and black cloth shoes, all new.

The clothes are loose pants sewn with dark fabrics from the bad street.But it wasn't crumpled or torn, and instead looked straight, as if it had been ironed on purpose.

Kill the target, and even change into new clothes, new pants, and new shoes, the murderer doesn't care about the money and time cost of killing? !

This is too strange.

She searched hard in her memory, zooming in on every similar scene in the past three years as much as possible.

Today's fight was so intense that it was almost impossible to breathe.It was difficult for Long Yun and Mo Yu to find time to kill people outside the house, and then find such a thick tree to hang on.

Besides, Chef Zhao is fat in his middle age and has a burly figure.Five big and three thick, at least it weighs nearly two hundred catties.

The women of the Killer Group are all slender.

It takes at least two people to move a heavy corpse from flat ground to a five-meter-high tree out of thin air
"I'll go to Mo Yu and look for it, see if there is any rope."

Xiao Jin thought as he walked, if Long Yun and his apprentice really did it, there would definitely be unused tools left at the scene.

Zhang Wenxuan temporarily acted as the coroner.

Although the doctor is used to seeing life and death, it would be a lie to say that it is not disgusting when faced with a strange, dead body.

After finishing the work, I saw that my hands were stained with unknown liquid and blood, and I couldn't help but feel my stomach churning, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"Everyone wait for me, go wash and come back."

He stumbled to the mouth of a well near the collapsed wall, shook a bucket of water up with difficulty, buried his head in washing his hands.

Chen Xing was anxious and ran to the toilet under a low wall.Qilan was left walking back and forth alone.

A black bird flapped its wings and flew up a tree, and swooped down on the dead man's head.

This posture is about to have a full meal.

Qilan casually picked up a handful of stones on the ground and threw them over to drive away the blackbirds that were pecking at the corpse.

Suddenly, its whole body twitched, kicked its legs two or three times, and died.

"It's strange, the bird died suddenly after being perfectly fine!"

Hearing the shout, Zhang Wenxuan hurried back after washing his hands by the well.

The road was uneven, and unfortunately I tripped under my feet, fell back and fell to the ground.

When Qilan who came running in a hurry was helping him to stand up, he inadvertently saw a bottle with a cover buried in the dead leaves.

I was about to bend down to pick it up, but was stopped in time.

"Xiao Lan, don't touch that bottle. I smell a strong smell of formalin."

He studied medicine in Germany, so he is very familiar with this high concentration of chemicals.

Often used to soak human specimens, the corrosiveness and toxicity are quite strong.

"I almost caught it, but it's okay."

The boy stared at the medicine bottle containing dangerous goods, and withdrew his hand in fear.

"In my opinion, the murderer may have killed Chef Zhao elsewhere first, used high-concentration formalin to preserve it, and then transported it here with ulterior motives."

Chen Xing also came over and carefully looked at the label on the bottle.

It's a pity that the label has been destroyed, and there are foreign characters on the remaining corners, which are as small as ants and difficult to read.

"Doctor Zhang, why don't we pick up the bottle and take a closer look after the glasses are finished? Maybe it came from the hospital?"

"Okay," Zhang Wenxuan took out a scarf from his jacket pocket, "Just wrap it with it."

Qilan quickly took the scarf, carefully wrapped the bottle around a few times, tightly.

Tie a knot and carry it with one hand like a wine bottle.

Xiao Jin went there, but still found nothing.

The things Mo Yu found were of little value.A small mirror for dressing, a short knife and half a box of powder for touch-ups.

This apprentice is still young, just turned fourteen.Relying on the importance of his superiors, he is a little pretentious everywhere.

Originally planned to use this mission to get a reward and seek a so-called good future.

I didn't want to meet my opponent halfway, and died in a hurry.

Before dying, he opened his eyes unwillingly.

No matter how many things in the world are right and wrong, it is difficult to measure them with black and white.

But the principle of non-good and evil has never changed.

simply misguided, deluded or deceived without knowing it
Thinking of the friendship of learning martial arts together in the past, Xiao Jin sighed softly and closed his eyes for him.

She walked back, Qilan and Chen Xing also supported Zhang Wenxuan and planned to evacuate.

They guessed that she was depressed, so they didn't ask any more questions.

Out of this winding alley, followed by a neat and straight road.

Looking at the familiar street scene, Qilan couldn't help but see a bright light.

"Not far to the left is Miss Xiaomei's home. Shall we drop by and have a look?"

He heard the shortness of breath of the person standing behind him, and asked with concern:
"Brother Zhang, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

"It's just a little cold, and it will be fine without taking medicine."

"Doctor Zhang, can you really not feel your body temperature?"

Xiao Jin went straight to the point, "Xiaolan is on my left, and you are on the right. It is obvious that the heat is much hotter on your side."

"Yes, Miss Jin is right. Not only do you have a fever, but you also have a serious fever. The hand I held you felt a little hot."

As Chen Xing spoke, he shook his hands vigorously, as if he came here with a red-hot stove along the way.

Zhang Wenxuan, who was forced to lie, was overwhelmed by their inquiries.

Qilan, who never cared about other people's business, also joined in and told the truth.

"Didn't you ask me to hand over a box of imported fever-reducing medicine to Miss Xiaomei on the day you left? Stop by her house to take the medicine, and then leave."

Chen Xing suddenly realized the secret that might be hidden in the words, and smiled:
"I figured it out. It's not that he's not sick, but that he doesn't want to go to Miss Xiaomei's house. What are you afraid of, the four of us are going together this time. You're not the only one staying there—overnight"

The word "overnight" was somewhat inappropriate, so Qilan had to step on him.

The three of them surrounded Zhang Wenxuan, who was blushing to the ears, expecting him to give a straightforward answer.

Everyone cast their gazes over in unison.

It was the first time that he, who had always kept a low profile, received so much attention, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Two boys and one girl were all a long way behind him.

What can three little guys understand?Talking to them for three days and three nights may not make it clear.

(End of this chapter)