The reborn actor is about to retire

Trembling

The crowd was directed to walk behind the stairs.Sure enough, they saw a small door hidden between two piles of debris.If you don't pay attention to it, it's really hard to notice.

On the wall next to the door, there is indeed a gray handprint, which matches the traces rubbed on the door, which makes people feel cold inexplicably.

With years of experience in handling cases, Guang Xiangbo can make immediate decisions.He said to Li Hai coldly: "Take me away!"

"There are many more." Gu Jiacheng suddenly pulled Li Hai away, his heart beating uncontrollably.

He had a strong premonition that his secrets were hidden behind this door.

"Student Ye, I didn't ask you to come here to prevent us from handling the case." Xiang Bo's eyes were cold.

Gu Jiacheng's voice was a little trembling, he said: "I may be able to open this door."

There was no shock on Xiang Bo's face, but he asked coldly, "Why?"

Knowing that I can no longer hide it, Gu Jiacheng took out the blood-stained key and spread it out in his palm.

"This is what she gave Yan Leiting in the operating room."

"Nonsense! Why didn't you take it out sooner! Xiang Bo was very angry." Except for the key and that sentence, what did you hide from me? "

Gu Jiacheng shook his head ugly.

Xiang Bo angrily said to Li Hai: "What are you doing, unlock it!"

Li Hai quickly took out the key from Gu Jiacheng's palm, the basement door, his wrist stiffened, and the lock was interrupted by a click, "It's really opened!" Li Hai said in surprise.

Gu Jiacheng clenched his fists hard, his eyes full of frustrated joy.

After unlocking the lock, Li Hai bent down carefully, sprayed forward with both hands, and gently opened the door.Then, a bad smell came from the room.

After being smoked by this smell, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back until the outside air gradually dissipated before returning to the door.

It was indeed a basement, sealed on all sides and so dark that it was difficult to see what the house was like even with the door open.

I don't know if it has anything to do with ventilation.The smell that lingers in the room is suffocating.Xiang Bo worried that the corpse was hidden in the house, and quickly reached out to touch the side wall.

Find the light switch on the wall and press it toward Po.There was a crackling sound in the room before they could get a clear view of the room.

There are no imaginary corpses or imaginary murderers.There is only an iron bed embedded in the cement and posters on the walls.

Xiang Bo saw the content of the poster clearly, turned around suddenly, and looked back.

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Old Land Rover driving slowly on Land Rover potholes.Because the road is so narrow, the body gently scratches the wall while avoiding deep potholes.

Listening to the harsh friction, the hands of the man holding the steering wheel became tighter and tighter, and his heart became more anxious.

He knew he shouldn't be driving to this haunted place, but he'd spent too much energy on his previous rental and was almost running out of time.

He didn't know how fast the police moved and how much evidence they had in their hands.In order to be sure, he must venture into the woman's house and wipe away any traces that may be left, or all will be wiped away.

He had planned for so long, but he didn't want to fail at this place.

Seeing that the exit was ahead, the man stepped on the accelerator hard, trying to quickly cross this annoying path.

However, when the front of the car just popped out of the exit port, the body suddenly shook suddenly, as if it had hit something.

The man pushed open the door angrily, got out of the car, and walked over to take a look.

I saw a puppy trembling, lying in front of the wheel, its hind paws hanging in a strange shape, sobbing in his mouth, as if the car was breaking his leg.

"Damn it! Turns out your dog was in the way! The man swore and kicked the dog in the stomach. The puppy rolled back screaming.

The dying expression irritated the man.A look of cruelty flashed in his eyes.The man wanted to come forward and do a few extra feet, but he saw a familiar foot on the front wall.The light keeps blinking.

There was a little cold sweat on the man's forehead, and he immediately retreated into the car;

There are police...

In that dark basement, people on all sides are plastered on the walls—posters of his movies, ads for his endorsement products, pictures from magazines, and more.

The man in the picture should be beautiful and amazing, but somehow, he was tortured by a sharp weapon.In such a cage, the ruined face looks strange and scary.

Looking at the scene, Gu Jiacheng felt as if he was immersed in ice water, from fingertips to bone marrow.Ye Chen felt the fear in his heart and quickly grabbed his hand.

"Don't be afraid, we're all here."

Xiang Bo patted the shoulders of the two soothingly, and called the two subordinates to search in front of the only iron bed in the house.

As a result, he accidentally found a broken chain at the corner of the bed.The smell in the room was also stronger.

Li Hai took out the flashlight, took a photo of the bed, stood up suddenly, and said in disgust: "Captain, there is some rotten food under the bed."

After carefully observing the break of the chain, Xiang Bo nodded and deduced: "Here should be a prisoner and a woman." After speaking, he twisted his gloved fingers from the ground quite long hair.

Xiang Miao quickly handed over a clean physical evidence bag and put a head of hair in it.

Gu Jiacheng recovered and quickly walked towards Xiang Miaomiao, staring at the hair.

"Are you sure this hair belongs to someone else?" he asked.

Li Hai frowned, and then put the rotten food into Xiang Miao's evidence bag.

He said: "Given how rotten the food is, it should be left by someone who left their fingerprints on the door. It would only be so much hair loss if you've lived here for a long time, can't eat and excrete normally, and are in a state of anxiety. I have seen traces of life in two rooms on the second floor, which can rule out the possibility that the deceased lived here." If someone was locked up here, did his mother scratch posters on the wall?

Who hates him so much that he refuses to even let go of his poster?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and Gu Jiacheng couldn't help but clenched the thick leather notebook in his hand: "Officer Xiang, can you tell me the characteristics of the murderer again?"

Xiang Bo looked directly into Gu Jiacheng's eyes, and then said again: "The murderer was initially identified as a woman, about 167 in height, thin, considerate, with a criminal history, and a strong hatred for the deceased."

Aside from a meticulous mind and criminal history, the man was consistent in stature and stature.

If she was imprisoned here, forced to face the posters on the wall every day, there would indeed be hatred for her captor (or even him).