"Master! The Inspector hasn't said whether he was the one in the fire scene or not! He just said that he had returned to Coffin in an emergency, but he didn't say that the white-haired god in the fire scene is him!"

Adella is about to face a loss of one million in property reduction, so she has the last expectation.

The goddess asked nervously:

"Inspector! You won't really go to that fire scene! The news only captures the back, not the face, there are so many gray-haired people. There are not only you in the world, you will be able to turn your hair back, hehe, hehe, probably not... If you come back, why don't you come to see me..."

The simple goddess who bet on all her pocket money this month was yelling in her heart that something was wrong.

She bets that Carl would not come back and not visit her, nor would she dare to challenge Carl Brian's professionalism.

Lu Yisi, who had just fallen from the dead wire of death that was so painful that she was about to face another pain of cutting her flesh.

“…”

Carl had a premonition that telling the facts would hurt everyone here in addition to the old aunt's interests, so he decided to conceal and keep everyone's bets, "What's at work... keep it confidential for the time being... to understand it."

This standardized tone of official business is obviously what the irritable old lady said to her, let her show mercy and not force the goddess to Liangshan.

...

The night in Arante finally cleared.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, a large area of ​​thin clouds are pushed by the evening breeze, covering the sky, the moon and the earth, and skipping the half-missed jade plate in the sky.

Student Culture Hall, Yizhu West Road, Central District.

Under the cherry tree in early autumn, a figure returning late and a lonely car.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and the owner of the fried chicken shop parked his car in front of the Student Culture Hall, saving on parking fees and not being fined.

Unfortunately, he was crowded every day, so he was forced to drive into the lawn, half parked by the wall and half stepped on the grass.

This half-old car is the most personal and deepest harbor for this man.

The harbor is quietly lying across the lawn and corners of the walls, and the view is extremely depressing.

It’s like many of you, you, me, and me who are forced into the corner by life.

In the fine breeze of early autumn, he smoked his last sip of warm cigarette, stepped on the cigarette butt, and kicked it into the sewer grid next to him.

The man opened the car door and planned to go home.

"Bang!"

He heard a dull sound, the kind of dull sound that hit the bones and spreads into the brain's receiving area through the body tissue.

Then there is the gorgeous appearance of the pain nerve.

他栽倒在地前,只感到头上哗啦啦一片滚烫……

The fresh rust smell and the strong egg fishy smell were blown away by the wind and floated far away...

The murders that occur in the darkness of the people are released.

...

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish-"

At 5:30 in the morning, the cleaning car sweeping the street made an extremely heavy whimpering sound.

The cleaning truck as huge as a truck, with a large brush with a diameter of two meters underground, is fully powered.

Sweep the hustle and bustle of the city and break the tranquility of the day.

"What is that?"

The driver of the cleaning car found that there seemed to be someone lying underground ten meters ahead. He stopped the car and got off and took a look:

The man who fell in a pool of blood had no heat...

It's seven o'clock in the morning.

Inspector Perotti, who received a call from the Mounted Police, complained that the damn morning rush hour in the Central District was so much ahead of the morning rush hour and it took half an hour to get off the car.

The face of the Chinese character is usually bad for regional blackness, and now I am even more lying about the Central District being really not a place where people live...

Outside the Minghuang cordon, more and more people were passing by. Most of them left after watching for a while, trying hard to fight in the "place where people live."

Inside the bright yellow cordon.

The man who returned home at night was shot by a blunt object, and his weapon was a big hammer with a wooden handle, so he threw it under the car.

Forensic Nezhell carefully took out a long wooden hammer from under the tire, took photos and sealed them.

The wooden hammer has a smooth surface, no matter whether it is a handle or an iron hammer.

It can be inferred that the owner of the hammer is often used and is likely to be a guy who is a craftsman who eats with an old hand-style craftsman.

But why did the guy who was eating appear here and became a tool for killing death?

The cause of death of the deceased was simple and clear. With a blow, his brains were spilled all over the floor.

Nazel, a man in a colorful white coat, sighed, thinking that he was walking fast and not too painful.

All the forensic doctors can do is to disclose his grievances and pains to criminals and bring them to justice.

The man's car door was open, and some of the polyester seats inside burned. It can be seen from the obvious signs of failure to cause fire and insufficient burning of newspapers. The murderer tried to burn the car, but his skills were not up to standard and his experience was insufficient. He used old newspapers to light the seats for a long time.

The back seat was finally burned, but it was estimated that after they left, the fire was extinguished again, leaving only an oval black spot with varying degrees of carbonization.

You may give up burning the car or be interrupted.

"There are more than one murderer."

Nezer and Jennifer found more than four pairs of shoe prints around.

"Look at this!"

Perotti's middle-aged fat team member shouted, pointing at the corner of the grass.

When I looked over with a Chinese face, I saw a secret camera on the cherry tree. I was blown by wind, rain, and scratched by cats outdoors. I don’t know if it still works.

"Get it."

Perotti said concisely.

This is the closest camera to the scene of the crime.

The other is the surveillance camera in front of the gate of the Student Culture Hall.

But this corner was turned a little bit, I don’t know if I could take a picture.

Perotti looked around, with his back against the Student Culture Hall, and looking around, there were bungalows or blue roof simple rooms.

It’s not that the developer missed this pure land, but that the demolition compensation has not been negotiated, and the site is located on the side of the road 100 meters away.

Only those stubborn elderly people who live in such a house with frosted glass sliding doors are right.

In the small courtyard opposite, a trembling and thin old man walked to the bathroom and slid down the door and returned to the house.

Perotti walked over...

The driver and co-pilot of the cleaning vehicle who reported the case were told on the spot and were taken back to collect testimony.

Fortunately, the surveillance camera on the Dawang Cherry Tree can be seen. It was installed by the owner of Dawang Cherry Tree in order not to let people passing by throw cigarette butts and burn trees and throw garbage.

It was very secretive, and later became his little helper to take care of stray cats and cloud suck cats.

The surveillance camera at the entrance of the Student Culture Hall is high-end product, with a wide range of shooting, just to capture this corner.

Although most of the car was covered by the car body, combined with the surveillance cameras on the tree and the old man in the bungalow hut, the incident was restored:

The owner of the fried chicken shop who returned home in the middle of the night was violently broken by three teenagers wearing clown makeup with hammers, touched away half a pack of cigarettes, watches, mobile phones, wallets, cash and bank cards, and fired the car to throw the deceased into the car and destroy the body.

Unexpectedly, the fire didn't light up, alarming the stray cats that were scattered around.

One cat wakes up, two cats look up.

Three cats are meowing, and four cats come out to watch the fun.

A small group of cats that gathered under the tree to protect the territory.

The young murderers who were wearing clown makeup "squeaked" and raised their backs without any timidity...
Chapter completed!