What's in the depths II

"The two of you are also ink-stained enough." Yu Yuan said, raised his camera, took a few photos quickly, and then walked around the bloodstains, trying to turn him over.

But as soon as the body was turned over, even Yu Yuan, who had been in the team for five or six years, subconsciously took two steps back.

There were many wounds on the face, neck, abdomen, and the whole body, all of which were caused by sharp knives.

"Can you confirm the identity of the victim?" Zhao Qin asked.

Yu Yuan covered his mouth and stood aside, shaking his head: "If you cut it like this, even your own parents won't be able to recognize it, but judging from the body shape and attire, it's Liao Man."

An Yan ignored him, and looked up at the spray-shaped bloodstains on the snow-white wall that looked like red lotuses, then he walked up to the victim, raised her hand and looked:

"The corpse was slightly stiff, and the death time was about three to four hours. There were multiple wounds about three to four centimeters deep on the body surface. The incisions were in the shape of thin waves. Judging from the splattered blood and the shape of the incision, it should be a reciprocating chainsaw. In addition, the palms and soles of the deceased were very clean, there were no other traumas to the body other than these cutting wounds, there were no traces of fighting, there was no peculiar smell in the mouth, and there was no killing by poisoning, so it should be the chainsaw that killed him."

An Yan wasn't too talkative, at least, no one present could say anything about him when the corpse was being examined.

Several forensic doctors who inspected traces were busy collecting evidence at the scene, while Yun Qian was still standing there dumbfounded.

He left Liao Man's house around six o'clock in the morning. Liao Man's assistant said that she could not get through to Liao Man's phone at nine o'clock, that is to say, Liao Man's death time was between seven o'clock and nine o'clock. , Not long after I left, someone sneaked into the room and killed Liao Man.

"The deceased was neatly dressed and had a handbag in his hand. He was probably killed before leaving the house."

Yu Yuan waved his hand and said to Zhao Qin, "Go to the property and ask what time the power cuts off."

"If there are no traces of fighting, it can only explain one problem." An Yan stood up and pushed the goggles, "She was killed by an acquaintance, and it was fatal once."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone looked at Yunqian in unison.

"Look at what I do. I left at six o'clock and arrived at the police station at 06:30. Isn't Zhao Qin on duty there? He knows."

He couldn't afford the hat of "murderer."

This An Yan didn't know if it was intentional or not, so he said it outright. From last night to now, he spent the night at Liao Man's house by himself, and no one doubted who he suspected.

Yu Yuan frowned tightly, and asked in a rough voice: "Then did you notice anything strange about her before you left?"

"Isn't her abnormality obvious enough? Everyone said hell, but after analysis yesterday, the so-called ghost was not standing outside the balcony, but standing inside the house, so I suspect that someone deliberately made a ghost, could it be , The murderer is also the one who pretends to be a ghost."

"Has she had any conflicts with anyone recently?"

"There is one." Yun Qian scratched his cheeks, "Sun Xiaoxiao, you know, that female star, the two of them seemed to have a lot of trouble over the substitute performance."

"I know this, the fans of the two of them are fighting each other on the Internet every day." A female forensic doctor couldn't help but interjected.

"Collect the physical evidence at the scene and call Su Xiaoxiao to the police station." Yu Yuan said, raising his legs to enter Liao Man's bedroom.

"There is a problem with the blood." At this moment, An Yan suddenly said this.

Everyone subconsciously looked at him.

"The bloodstains flowing from the deceased's body are obviously thicker than the surrounding bloodstains."

Yu Yuan turned back again, squatted down, touched the blood on the ground, and smelled it: "It seems to smell the same."

"Yes, basically the taste and color of human and animal blood are similar, but because humans are omnivorous, the blood thickness is higher, and the surrounding blood with a lower thickness may be chicken blood, duck blood, etc. Animal blood, because the blood consistency of monophagous animals such as chickens and ducks is low."

"That is to say, the deceased was splashed with animal blood such as chicken blood?"

An Yan nodded: "Yes, there are no obvious signs of struggle, the blood is clear, it was splashed after death."

"What is the murderer's purpose of pouring chicken blood on the deceased?" Yu Yuan asked in surprise.

"That's not clear."

"What is the use of chicken blood?"

Yun Qian, who was almost wronged as a murderer, finally has the right to speak. His father is a well-known Feng Shui master with a radius of fifty miles.

"Probably...exorcism?"

Yu Yuan patted his thigh: "That's right, isn't that how it's played on TV? Taoist priests usually sprinkle chicken blood on the spot to drive away evil spirits and force evil spirits to appear."

"This murderer is so superstitious."

"In this case, the murderer not only knew Liao Man, but also had a very close relationship. They all knew that she raised ghost children, so they used chicken blood to drive away evil spirits."

As Yun Qian spoke, he looked regretfully at Liao Man who was lying in a pool of blood.

She is a very hard-working artist, and to be honest, she is also a good person. With her own hard work, she has endured a lot of hardships to get to where she is today, and she finally started to get lucky, but she died in such a tragic way at home.

"Raising ghosts?" Yu Yuan turned to look at Yunqian.

Yunqian nodded, opened the door of the room full of Gumantongs, and pointed inside: "She has raised many Gumantongs."

A few police officers walked into the hut, turned on the light, and the aroma of incense lingered in the tip of their noses.

"In addition to Gumantong, she also bought a lot of amulets." One of the forensic doctors accidentally opened the desk drawer next to the shelf, and found that there were various amulets, large and small.

"General female stars are reluctant to say that they have raised ghosts, unless they are very trustworthy people. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, these are evil things. If you tell them, others will only despise you for being uneducated."

"I think something like belief has nothing to do with education." Yun Qian was dissatisfied.

After all, his father is a Feng Shui master. It seems that anyone who has anything to do with superstition will be included in the ranks of "illiterate", but there are some things that you believe in, and you don't believe in them. It's nothing special to use your own way of life to refute others A quality thing.

"It doesn't matter whether it's compatible or not, collect all the things and bring them back to the police station, and invite someone who sells amulets to study these amulets. In addition, check whether Liaoman has a boyfriend or something. It can't be ruled out yet. The possibility of love killing."

"Liao Man has a boyfriend." Yun Qian said, "She said she is a college student."

"What's your name?" Yu Yuan asked.

"I don't know. I'm not a paparazzi. Why do I know so clearly about people's private affairs?"

As soon as the words fell, several trace inspection team members came over:

"Team Yu, after checking, the doors and windows are all locked, and there are no shoe prints on the window sill, so there is no possibility that the murderer broke through the window and entered the house. He probably knocked on the door. The deceased saw that it was an acquaintance, so he opened it unsuspectingly." door, and then he was killed, just now Zhao Qin sent a message, he went to the property to inquire, said that the community lost power at 06:30 in the morning, said that the circuit was aging, and now it is being repaired."

Yu Yuan nodded: "Find out who Liao Man's boyfriend is, then call Su Xiaoxiao to ask about the situation, and go to the guard to find out if there is any suspicious person who entered the community with a chainsaw."

When going downstairs, Yunqian finally found out where she felt something was wrong when she came to Liao Man's house yesterday and entered the community.

In Feng Shui, if the building on the 19th floor is located on a slope, it is not suitable to choose as a residence. In particular, the building where Liao Man lives is just below the slope. The rushing down the bottom of the slope, because the evil spirit is too rushing and too fast, often leads to casualties.

Taking a last look at the [-]th floor where Liao Man lived, Yun Qian sighed, and followed the team members into the police car to rush to the police station.

The first time they saw the real person Su Xiaoxiao, Yun Qian and the others couldn't help admiring in their hearts: "This deity is too beautiful."

It is true that Su Xiaoxiao's family environment was good since she was a child, so she looked carefree, innocent and bright, and she was completely opposite to a woman like Liao Man who worked hard from the bottom.

When she heard the news of Liao Man's death, she unconsciously froze for a moment.

"You said... Sister Liao... is dead?"

Sister Liao?It's interesting to say this name from her mouth.

Su Xiaoxiao's expression looked a little sad, but she was an actress after all, and her actions, to be honest, were not easy to be convinced by others.

"Actually, although I have always been in a conflicting relationship with her, to be honest, I still admire her. After all, after being in this circle for a long time, you can tell whether a person is a ghost at a glance. Her innate conditions are average, and her parents died early. , so helpless, she can only rely on herself to work hard, and everyone in the circle calls her the desperate third mother, and she finally accepted a heroine, but in the end...the beauty is so unlucky."

With that said, Su Xiaoxiao heaved a long sigh.

"Do you know that she raises a Gumantong?" Yun Qian turned his pen, his eyes glued to Su Xiaoxiao's body.

After thinking for a while, Su Xiaoxiao nodded slowly: "Privately, our relationship is not that bad. Besides, raising ghost children is also very common in the industry. Let alone celebrities, many officials and business people raise ghosts." ..."

In the middle of speaking, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, and then poked her head forward: "Could it be because she was bitten by ghosts?"

Yunqian held his chin and shook his head: "You don't need to know this, then I'll ask you again, where are you on the nights of NO. .”

Su Xiaoxiao raised her willow eyebrows, as if she heard some big joke:

"Inspector, you don't suspect that I killed her."

"I'll just ask you, where are you these few nights and this morning." Yun Qian's tone was a little cold.

In fact, he was very disgusted to hear someone ask back, "Do you suspect that I killed someone?" First of all, suspicion is useless, and his own words don't count. Evidence is the most deterrent response.

"The crew and I were filming in the UK for the three nights you mentioned. I just came back yesterday. I was still sleeping at the time you mentioned this morning. No one can prove it, but I have surveillance cameras installed in my home. I can take the surveillance video. I'll show you."

Yunqian nodded: "Then besides that, do you know of anyone in your entertainment industry who has had a festive death?"

Su Xiaoxiao, who has been pampered since she was a child and now has thousands of fans, seems to be very dissatisfied with Yunqian's questioning attitude, and her tone is a bit blunt:

"I don't know, I'm not a paparazzi, so I have to pick her every day?"

This is a bit familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

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