Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3333 Forensic Sir, please arrest (18)

The scene of the    crime scene has already evacuated the crowd as soon as it was discovered, and the original appearance has been completely preserved. It looks... and it feels weird from a distance.

   "You are here." Xu Zelin's face was a little unsightly, and after seeing Dye Bai, he reluctantly said hello.

  The forensic doctor kept his eyes on that store, walked over step by step, and approached.

  In midsummer, July, it should be hot, and even the wind brings warmth.

  But the atmosphere on the scene fell into deathly silence, and the creepy icy feeling swept through the whole body, like falling into an ice cave, like a cold winter.

  It was an ordinary dessert shop, originally there was nothing glaring about it, but...

  In the translucent window, the desserts and cakes that were put aside at first have disappeared, replaced by a delicate wax figure standing in the window.

Yes,

  Looking from a distance.

  Like a pair of works of art crafted by a carver, it is a perfect wax figure that is close to the simulation level of a real person.

He looked like a tall and burly man. He was placed in the shop window motionlessly, standing stiff and straight. His slightly raised arm was holding a plate of desserts. He was wearing a gentleman's black hat with a clear face. Fierce and evil, but contradictory to maintain the standard and polite gentleman smile.

  A pair of dark eyes are hollow, without any brilliance, and the curvature of the corners of the lips is accurate to the perfection, looking polite, like a pastry chef who is dedicated to attracting customers and inviting them to taste desserts.

  Under that seemingly gentleman's polite smile, everything was stiff and weird, unspeakable weird.

  There is not the slightest temperature in the sun. It is a plastic wax figure, a delicate doll, and it is not alive and dead.

Can……

  That's a person!

  A dead man!

  A corpse is holding dessert with a polite smile, politely.

   is the most perfect masterpiece, just right artwork.

   is frightening.

abnormal!

   "It's 01." Xu Zelin restrained the creepy feeling. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out word by word.

   "Except for him, no one pays so much attention to the sense of ritual. It will not show the religious mystery and the cold and romantic artistic atmosphere." Xu Zelin took a breath.

  The standard gentleman smile, the intuitive and strange impact brought by the unparalleled artistic production.

  Only 01 can do it!

  The forensic doctor said nothing, but stared at the figure in the shop window indifferently. His eyes were light. When he slipped down, he could see the tattoo on the man’s arm, which looked like a dragon.

  The person who was still arrogant and alive yesterday, today is so cold and weird standing in the window.

  What a coincidence.

  The police officer transported the body back to the police station and carried it into the autopsy room.

  Xu Zelin rubbed his temples with a headache, "It's really a wave of unrest...He Ying's case is not over yet, but this one comes again. 01..." Xu Zelin paused, and there was nothing to say.

  01 is the code name they gave to the murderer behind the case.

  Seven years.

  There are countless crimes, and he specializes in killing criminals who are full of crimes.

  There is no rule to speak of, and there is no enmity to be found.

  It seems to depend on mood.

  Not even the slightest clues were left.

   is the most perfect crime Xu Zelin has ever seen, and at the same time... the most artistic crime.

  From the corpse, you can imagine the graceful and icy movements of the murderer, as well as the aristocratic demeanor, and the gentleman's smile with half thin lips.

  Xu Zelin sighed again.

  In the dissection room.

  The light shone on the corpse, with pale skin and a gentle smile on his face, weird and weird.

  Ying Bai just watched calmly, looked calmly under his eyes, put on medical gloves, and swiped his fingertips over the scalpel.

the other side,

  The city’s subway is clean and refreshing, like a walking master, silently confessing to every pedestrian, allowing the world to leave on a short trip full of fragrance in a hurry.

  The crowd was like weaving, Song Miaoyun got off the subway and walked towards the company at a brisk pace.

   "Miaoyun, wait for me." A voice called her.

  Song Miaoyun looked back, her colleague Yin Yuxi walked up from behind.

Yin Yuxi's expression was a bit unsightly, and he whispered: "Miaoyun, do you know. I went to interview Bai You, a new and up-to-date designer in the jewelry industry. It's easy to accept interviews. I didn't expect that I would say bad things yesterday. I was so touched that I just didn't see Bai You."

  As soon as Yin Yuxi came up, he pours beans in a bamboo tube crackling to pour out the uncomfortable points in his heart. "You said, am I very sad."

   "It's okay, it's okay, who hasn't been rejected before? They all came here like this." Song Miaoyun comforted Yin Yuxi.

  "Miaoyun, it’s still hello. Once I hear you, I won’t be sad anymore." Yin Yuxi smiled, as if the sentimentality had never come before, like clouds drifting across the sky without a trace.

  At the door of the company, there is an endless stream of colleagues at work, starting a busy day.

  Departmental morning meeting, report the completion of the work one by one.

Director    frowned, “For the famous designer who has won many jewelry design awards abroad, and can return to work in China, there will be unique highlights that will attract everyone’s attention, so we must be particularly patient and wait for Bai You to accept the interview.”

  He cleared his throat, looked at the people in the meeting room, and finally said: "Song Miaoyun, you will continue to interview Bai You tomorrow to strive for success."

  Song Miaoyun opened her eyes wide, a little surprised, and said: "Okay...I will definitely work hard."

   Yu Guangzhong saw Yin Yuxi who was on the opposite side and curled his lips.

  How could it be interviewed.

  It is estimated that I had another closed door.

  Police station.

When   Ranbai walked out of the dissection room, she saw Xu Zelin's complex and unspeakable subtle expression.

  The forensic doctor's tone was flat: "Are you crying in funeral?"

   "This is not true." Xu Zelin smirked, and explained: "I just learned of a blessing in misfortune."

  Yan Bai looked at him, did not ask.

  Xu Zelin spoke on his own initiative, and when he talked about business, his expression became serious: "Sun Lu recruited." He sternly said: "And today he took the initiative to come to the police station to explain the matter."

  He didn't say anything before, but now he took the initiative to come to the police station.

  It’s weird, isn’t it?

  Sometimes it is so weird.

   "It's just that there is something more unfortunate." Xu Zelin raised his chin and looked in the direction of the dissection room, and shrugged.

Ranbai flatly told Xu Zelin about the autopsy report of the deceased.

  Xu Zelin frowned.

  Sure enough, 01's crime style...

  I am afraid that it will become a pending case in the archives again.

"We have investigated the deceased. The deceased's name was Qian Qiang. He was 37 years old and was an unemployed vagrant. He was a small gangster nearby. He usually followed a group of gangsters. He often did ridiculous things such as collecting protection fees and fighting. "

  "It’s easy for a person like this to provoke vendettas. Then I will look into his recent events."

  (End of this chapter)