Even so, he still got up, packed some equipment, and went out with Huang Shaohong.

Biman and Chas naturally had to follow them. Seeing them like this, Angela could only drive the car over with a wry smile to pick them up.

In the car, Angela made a phone call and confirmed the location of the crime.

Half an hour later, the car drove a few streets and stopped in front of a villa on the roadside.

At this time, the villa has been surrounded by a police isolation tape. There are police cars with lights flashing outside, and many police officers are on guard outside.

When these police officers saw Angela, they all shut up while they were talking and looked at her with strange looks in their eyes.

Angela was a little confused. She waved hello to a familiar person, but the other person also responded strangely.

At this moment, a black policeman walked out of the villa. It was Officer John who helped Huang Shaohong introduce the house.

At this time, he also looked strange, waving to Angela:

"Angela, you'd better come in and take a look!"

Angela lifted the isolation tape and walked in. Huang Shaohong and the four of them had no documents, so they were all stopped by the police on duty.

Angela was about to say hello to the blocking police officer. John saw Huang Shaohong at a glance and greeted: "Huang, why are you here?"

Huang Shaohong smiled and waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, I just think Angela is going to be unlucky. Is something unusual this time? So I came over to see if I can help!"

John remembered Huang Shaohong's dance in the apartment building. He pondered for a moment and waved to the police officer, asking him to let Huang Shaohong and others come over.

When Huang Shaohong walked in, John whispered:

"Perhaps you can really help this time, but I want to remind you in advance that no matter what happens, don't tell anything about it. You must keep it secret, otherwise it will cause panic!"

Huang Shaohong nodded indifferently, Constantine smoked a cigar expressionlessly, and his young apprentice Chas looked excited.

Only Biman became serious, but he looked so vulgar. Except for those who knew him well, everyone thought he was going to sneak into the crime scene and steal something.

The black police officer John looked at such a bunch of unreliable gadgets and doubted whether his decision was correct, but he still waved his hand and said:

"Come on, come in with me. That guy in the trench coat, put the cigarette out of your mouth!"

Constantine looked at the looks of the people around him, then looked at himself and found that he was the only one wearing a windbreaker, and he immediately said in surprise:

"Officer, I smoke a cigar!"

John was helpless and shouted in a low voice:

"I damn well know it's a cigar, but so what, if you dare to get cigarette ashes into the crime scene, I'll throw you into prison as a murderer!"

"All right!"

Constantine also felt the dark atmosphere in the room. Not wanting to miss anything, he immediately put out the cigar and put the rest back in his pocket for next time.

Following John into the villa, as soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of blood hit his face, making everyone frown.

Looking around, I saw blood stains everywhere in the living room, whether on the carpet, on the sofa, on the walls, or on the ceiling.

A corpse with wounds all over his body was lying prone behind the sofa in the center of the carpet. At this time, a white circle had been drawn on it. Several police officers from the inspection department were taking photos and collecting clues.

Huang Shaohong raised his eyebrows: "Hey... this murderer's knife skills are pretty good!"

When John heard Huang Shaohong's words, he quickly asked: "Huang, did you see anything?"

Huang Shaohong shook his head: "You can see nothing, but I think the knife skills of this person who killed him are pretty good. He should have been specially trained!"

He walked to the stairs and said: "The victim should have ran down the stairs, and here the other party stabbed her in the back!"

Huang Shaohong pointed to the splattered blood stain on the wall beside the stairs and said, "This is the blood stain caused by this knife!"

Then Huang Shaohong began to reconstruct the crime scene and the murderer's method of killing people, and finally concluded that it was a brutal killing.

The murderer obviously had the ability to kill his opponent with one knife, but he cut dozens of times, and each knife only cut through the flesh, not fatal injuries. The real cause of death of the deceased was excessive blood loss.

Huang Shaohong's words were very precise, even the wounds that the deceased was pressed under were mentioned.

The forensic doctors who examined him were dumbfounded.

When he finished speaking, the policemen in the room all pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Huang Shaohong.

The forensic doctor swallowed his saliva and said to John: "John, I think the murderer has been found!"

The forensic doctor's reason was simple. Because the victim had been lying prone, even he, the forensic doctor, did not know that there were wounds on the victim's front, but Huang Shaohong made it clear.

While he was talking, the forensic doctor and several assistants turned the victim upside down and found that Huang Shaohong was right.
Chapter completed!