Forensic without kites

Chapter 116 Blood on the Nib (19)

Before he could finish his words, he heard a panicked scream from the innermost part of the bookshelf piercing the terrifying tranquility.

"It's Mo Bai's voice!"

Zhang Ziqian's face changed drastically.

And Gu Jingnian had already raised his legs and ran forward.

Sure enough, as Zhang Ziqian said, there were two long tables placed in the deepest part of the bookshelf.This is something some libraries design for some special readers.In a quiet reading environment, the bookshelf is right next to you. When doing research, you can grab a book and rarely be disturbed by readers. Isn’t this the most suitable reading habit for those nerds?

These tables arranged deep in the bookshelves are quite popular with some nerds.

Gu Jingnian just ran in and almost bumped into the protruding wall lamp at the corner, he was still out of breath: "What's wrong? What happened..."

The anxious voice stopped abruptly.

Behind him were Zhang Ziqian and Ao Bai who came running in a hurry, seeing the scene in front of them, they were as dumb as chickens and their feet were fixed in place.After a long while, the two finally turned their heads back in a hurry, and with a vomit sound, they vomited out all the breakfast they had this morning.

On the two merged tabletops, bloody organs of various colors are lying on them. Under the illumination of the dim yellow wall lamp on the top, the blood of each organ glistens with oil, as if it is crying.

The blood that emerged from the pile of pink intestines dripped down the smooth tabletop to the corner of the table, and fell to the white porcelain bricks under the ground.

Finally, the stench floating in the cold air was unbearable.

"Aobai, go and get some masks."

Gu Jingnian stood in front of the pile of organs and spoke in a low voice.

Aubai was so distressed that he could only catch a glimpse of his handsome side face against the pile of blood-stained organs in front of him, and ran out.

All the wall lamps on the top of this area were turned on, and a dozen criminal policemen hurriedly shuttled among the dazzlingly bright bookshelves.

The smelly and sticky blood on the table was quickly cleaned up.

Wuyuan stood outside the open-air corridor, raised her head slightly, and took a deep breath.

The drizzle has stopped, and the sky in the distance is still gloomy.

She really doesn't like BJ's sky at all, it is always gray, making people seem to live in a vast chaos, the darkness has no end.

Recently, murders broke out frequently, almost causing her to escape from this place, go to a place she has never met, wander around on horseback, and do whatever she wants.

There is no sound of cold wind and new snow, no gloomy sky, and no cruel murders...

New Year's Day is a national holiday, and the National Library is not fully open.On the tenth floor, only the literature library on the second floor is open. Considering that the citizens want to study, the library is not closed on such an important holiday.

At this moment, the poor librarian who witnessed a murder that morning is being interrogated by Gu Jingnian.

His name is Chun Shui, and this year is his second year at the National Library.From interns to full-time employees, in addition to opening and closing windows every day.He never thought that he would encounter such a thing, the dead body was lying a foot away from him, lifeless and bleeding.

He was so scared that his voice was trembling all the time.

"Okay, Chunshui, please recall, when you got off work last night, was there anything wrong in the museum? Or someone?"

Gu Jingnian spread out his notebook and stared at him deeply.

Chun Shui drooped his head, tightly intertwined his hands, and said in a trembling voice, "No, no. Yesterday was not my last shift, it was my colleague Xiao You. I left at two o'clock. It was the morning shift... ...Old Post is already an old employee, he will not forget to close the door...someone must have opened the door..."

Gu Jingnian frowned, "Does every employee have the key to the library?"

Chun Shui nodded.

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