The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Death, death, death..." The grumpy girl who had just slapped the prop's head was frightened. She opened her mouth, looking at Jacques with a relaxed face for a while, and for a while, she seemed to be stuck and couldn't get around the smell. Brad, the son, couldn't hold back anymore, and she let out a deafening cry.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The girl's companion hurried over to comfort her, patted her back, folded her arms, and held each other's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face.

She shouldn't be coveting that the other party is two grown men, and follow them desperately!

She should run slower and roll into another mechanism with her companion!

She is so scared!Now there are only three of them and two psychopaths left!

Jacques curled his lips, showing a disgusted expression. He couldn't understand their fuss, and completely forgot his panic in the bathroom before.

He took out the whole body, wiped his red-stained hands on the towel beside him, and asked the girl.

"You said he looked familiar? You can identify it again."

Jacques finally regained some of his IQ and calmness, recalled the previous experience, and found many things that were wrong belatedly.His previous state was as if he was drunk, not clear or aware of what he had done, but now, he remembered the way Garcia looked at him before...

hiss--

Jacques shivered, and his expression gradually became fierce. He must catch the murderer before the elder brother caught the murderer, and let the elder brother beat the murderer to vent his anger!This at least fixes it!

"Look at who he is." Jacques urged, and his eyes on the girl gradually became unkind.

"Oh!" The girl was frightened by the corpse, and now she still felt that she was in a bad mood, and she was completely stupid when she was scolded by the other party.

"You! Don't scare people!" Her companion stood up reluctantly, blocking the fiery girl at the back, "Let me do it."

The tall girl was quite calm, she barely glanced at the bloody face of the corpse in front of her, and trembled again.

"It looks a bit like Old John?" The girl's eyes were uncertain, and she leaned forward to take a closer look, and then glanced at the other name tags on his chest, "It is indeed Old John."

The corpse was about 40 years old, with a terrified expression, and soaked in the blood pool for a long time, the whole body was swollen, these girls can be sure that he is purely looking at the clothes.

"Old John? Who's that?"

The girl explained to the two of Jacques that Old John was an employee assigned by the director at the front desk before, and then told about their entire crew, explaining for more than ten minutes dry-mouthed.

"So, what you mean is that this was originally a shooting site for a horror show," Brad frowned. He was also someone who had experienced a murder in a bar, so he quickly realized and smoothed his thoughts, "But now it's fake Corpses become real corpses."

"Since it's a shooting scene, there must be cameras around." Brad looked around and unfolded the white bath towel that hadn't been stained with blood. "Jacques, can you find the cameras around?"

Brad wrote a notice in red paint on the ground, then spread the white cloth over the camera.

"I hope those directors and staff can notice the situation here in time." Brad murmured after finishing all this.

"Don't be afraid," Jacques inspected the man's body. He was stabbed to death in the heart, with jagged wounds. "Looking at this position, the murderer should be a man who is a little taller than the other party. He is... a veteran."

"Why do you say he is a veteran?" Brad looked puzzled.

"Because of the wound, Old John is a grown man in his 40s, and judging from the other person's expression, he should have no consciousness before he died, and there is almost no trace of struggle on his body. He should have been killed with a knife." Jacques turned over Looking at the opponent's eyelids, this movement made the other four tremble again.

"It doesn't look like he took sleeping pills and other things, and then was stabbed to death in his sleep. The knife was very crisp and neat, and the murderer knew how to rotate the handle of the knife after stabbing it in, so as to speed up the death. This is The origin of the jagged wound." Jacques analyzed, turned his head, and paused, "What is your expression?"

"You, you must be a detective!" After hearing these few words, the eyes of the girls lit up, and their expressions were filled with anticipation, "That's amazing! How do you know so much!"

"..."

Ah, this, can he tell the truth?Seeing a lot of corpses and seeing others kill a lot, naturally you will be familiar with it?

Jacques smiled politely but distantly: "Do you have a phone? Can you contact the director opposite? After all, something really happened here."

"We handed in our mobile phones before." The girl scratched her face in embarrassment, "but I remember the director's phone number. You can use your mobile phone to dial the other party."

"..." Thinking of running away in a panic and leaving their mobile phones in the bathroom, Brad and Jacques' faces turned black.

"It's okay." Brad comforted, "The director should be able to see the banner soon, and then he will come in to save us."

The director did see the written banner, and so did Bolivar, on which Jacques added that the murderer seemed to be a skilled criminal.But before he could think about the meaning of this sentence, he heard the siren sound from afar.

A few police cars drove over with their dome lights flashing, and surrounded Ari's magic.This is the busiest pedestrian street in the first place, with pedestrians coming and going everywhere, making it difficult for people to pass, let alone cars?

Several policemen roughly pushed the crowd away, and only then did the following police cars drive in, which took a lot of time.

To make matters worse, the crowded crowd around saw the police car not only did not get out of the way, but instead pointed, and some courageous ones stopped to watch and discussed with each other what happened.

"Someone called the police here just now, huh?" The policeman got out of the car and saw the peaceful scene of Aili's magic. His footsteps slowed down and his face hesitated. "This is? What's going on?"

Customers in Ari's Magic and passers-by outside also probed their brains, wanting to find out something.

"Oh, it's all my fault that I didn't think about this." The manager Hu Ke had arranged at the front desk before finally rushed over.

"Mr. Police, it's all a mistake! A mistake! It's a false report. We are filming a horror movie here, and we accidentally let ordinary guests in." The manager in charge of coordination said so, with a smile, "Let you run empty I'm really sorry."

"..." The policeman frowned, reached out and put the things stuffed by the administrator into his pocket, rubbed the thickness secretly, and softened his tone, "Well, this is not good, at least I have to see that Call the police, Mr. Kudo, it’s all right after listening to him.”

"After all, he was the one who reported to the police. Even if he wants to cancel it, he must cancel it himself." The policeman said, and then looked around, "What are you doing?"

"It's the scene of shooting a horror show." Bolivar just heard this sentence when he walked in, and replied casually, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Police. I'm Bolivar Rosales."

Bolivar didn't seem to notice the ugly faces of the crew members around him, and he was still thinking about the meaning of the message left by Jacques just now.He pushed away the manager who stood in front of him and said, "I want to report a case. A murder occurred on the third floor of the club. One of my employees found the body there. He also informed us that the murderer's method of killing was very clean. "

"Also, please stop this show immediately."

"I suspect that there is more than one deceased person. Even the murderer may still be on the show." Bolivar's mind was thinking quickly, skilled criminal?Could it be...

"With those guests."

Bolivar recalled what he had seen before, the staff pretended to be ghosts and attacked the customers with fake guns, weapons and knives spraying dye, and finally figured out what he had overlooked before. Random killer?

His face was a little pale, if there is really a murderer in here, and the fake show is real...

Bolivar was taken aback by his own thoughts, and his breathing became short of breath, and he suddenly regretted his previous inaction.When he was staring at the camera and chatting with others, it is very likely that someone really died, and together with the crew, he regarded other people's pleading for help and wailing as an overreaction to filming the show...

Bolivar took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the policeman's wrist: "I'm not sure, but I watched the video before, and there were several customers in the bath center who didn't get up after being hit by fake toys."

He felt his hands trembling when he said this, and his throat seemed to be pinched by someone: "I hope they just lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, instead of being scared out of any sequelae, or being really killed .”

The policeman was also stunned for a moment, frightened by this statement, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly led people to block the entire corridor.But even so, Director Hook didn't give up, cursing for a while, going crazy for a while, and even wanted to go to the scene to collect materials in person.

"I think this is a great opportunity! Even better! A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Opportunity! It's so rare!" Hu Ke was dragged by several assistants, holding up the camera and wanted to rush in, but in the end more crew members rushed up and held it down .

All of their cameras were taken over by the police, who, along with some of the security guards from the club and crew, entered through several entrances.They only came in two or three cars, plus the people outside to get the video, it was not enough. The police who stayed outside carefully observed the video, and indeed found something wrong, and quickly called the main station to ask for support.

Bolivar sat back on his seat and sent a group message to his staff in the club, feeling a little slumped.He tore up the paper in his sleeve, and Jin Dian turned into a snake and sneaked into the club.

He took a deep breath, covered his forehead, and even felt a dull pain in the forehead that he hit in Xiaolele before, and felt that he was really wronged and unable to express.

Even if he had persecution paranoia, he would never have imagined that he would meet a serial killer in such a bustling commercial street.He subconsciously began to miss the place where he lived before. Throughout the year, even robbery with a knife was so rare that it would be widely reported by the news.Very peaceful, very safe, it is impossible for such a pervert to appear by his side.

A figure came to him with a large bag, sat down, and handed him a cup of hot drink.

Bolivar looked up, it was Li Kai.It is estimated that I have delayed here for too long, and the other party couldn't wait for a long time, so I came in by myself.

"Thank you." Bolivar reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth, and took the cup, which turned out to be red bean porridge.

"I'm sorry, I bought this subconsciously because I saw your complexion. There is a Chinese restaurant over there." Li Kai pursed his mouth slightly, "When I'm in a bad mood, such as when I'm homesick, I prefer to drink this. "

"I heard that you like Hong Kong-style food before? So it should be to your liking?" Li Kai's words were uncertain.

"...It really suits my appetite." Bolivar stared at the brown beans, but couldn't help but say, "That's great, I'm homesick too."