Forensic without kites

Chapter 147 Blood on the Nib (50)

He widened his eyes, "Is the murderer implying that after dawn, an unknown person will die?"

Gu Jingnian pursed his lips and remained silent.

"The murderer's method of committing the crime was straightforward, brutal and violent, without leaving any traces, but playing tricks. We have faced an inhuman opponent. What should we do, Captain, there are still 8 hours before dawn. In such a short time, Can we quickly pinpoint the area where the murderer was walking?"

He still pursed his thin lips tightly, and stared at the wall with dark eyes, neither saying yes nor no.

Several people stared at the man in suit and leather shoes with an unusually fair and handsome face in front of them, praying secretly.

While several people were staring at him silently, a criminal policeman rushed in in a daze.

"Team, captain! It's not good! It's a big problem!"

Gu Jingnian's black eyes flashed: "What's the matter?"

"Another dead man!"

Several criminal policemen stood guard outside the door.A garbage truck drove over from the other end of the main road and stopped at the entrance of the villa.Two sanitation workers in black trench coats and black hats came down, carrying a large cardboard box in their hands.

Those criminal policemen glanced at them, then straightened their waists again, and stood under the porch to stand guard seriously.

The worker dumped the garbage piled up in the garbage bin at the door into the garbage truck. He moved quickly, then jumped into the truck and drove away.

The night was dark, and the cold wind was a bit biting. A criminal policeman who hadn't squinted his eyes until now tilted his head slightly and yawned quietly.

Suddenly, his tired eyes stopped on the big cardboard box, and he didn't move.

Why didn't the sanitation workers take this big cardboard box away by the way?
As he was thinking like this, for a moment, he seemed to see sharp-eyed again, as if a black liquid had penetrated the bottom of the cardboard box and flowed onto the sticky ground below.

"Luo Zhi, what are you doing?"

A criminal policeman was a little surprised.

"Hu Yu, that cardboard box... seems a bit strange..."

"Why?" Hu Yu followed with raised eyebrows.

"It seems... as if... blood is flowing out..."

The more Luo Zhi thought about it, the more frightened he became. He was only in his first year in the police force. Although he had excellent grades in the police academy, he had rarely seen unusually bloody scenes.At this moment, he pulled out his stiff legs and stopped beside the cardboard box, but did not move.

The night was dark, the surroundings of the pupils were dim, and the street lights didn't know what was broken, so he didn't see anything.

However, with his extremely sensitive sense of smell since he was a child, he clearly smelled the faint stench wafting in the air.

He knew what it was.

He stood there, not daring to move.

"What's wrong?" Hu Yu glanced at him and passed him.

"Hey, why is this box so heavy?"

Like Luo Zhi, he is also a rookie who has just entered the industry. He doesn't understand anything, but he is still bold enough.

He took out a knife from his pocket, trying to open the tightly sealed cardboard box.

The knife touched the surface of the box, and he yelled: "Hey Luo Zhi, did you bring a flashlight? Let's take a look! Damn it, it's pitch black and there's not even a street lamp. I'm really convinced by this man. With so much money, they don’t even install a single street lamp!”

The sharp knife scratched the surface of the box, and he groped with both hands to peel off the two pieces of paper on the surface of the box.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly hit.

Hu Yu gave a hey laugh, and just glanced down.

The smile froze on his lips, his pupils widened suddenly, and his young and energetic face was terrified like seeing a ghost.

(End of this chapter)