The Underworld Detective

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When we returned to the museum, I asked Huang Xiaotao: "Yes, why do you call the curator the new curator?"

Huang Xiaotao explained that because this person had just been transferred from the Land Reform Bureau and took over the position of the old curator. When questioning the staff before, Huang Xiaotao obviously felt that the staff in the museum did not treat the new curator very much. see.

The museum is a relatively deserted institution. Working here requires a calm and tolerant heart, in order to slowly discover its fun. The old curator loved this place very much and loved the cultural relics.

But the new curator is an official slave. The museum is just a springboard for him to get rich, so after he came, he made great innovations. The new official took three fires, and many old employees complained! In order to pursue the so-called political achievements, he sent some precious national treasures to Treasure Island for exhibition. Although it is a good thing to promote cultural exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Straits, he was too eager to make progress and ignored experts' suggestions to allow many cultural relics to be exhibited. Damaged during exit.

In addition, the new curator also inserted his relatives to work, such as the little security guard, who came around idly after coming in, and didn't just work with money, which was very annoying.

"When I investigated, someone even quietly told me why it wasn't the **** new curator that was killed this time." Huang Xiaotao said.

Sun Bingxin said thoughtfully: "Why do some people always live to look like everyone hates, aren't they tired?"

I smiled: "I can't answer this. Maybe people think they are enjoying it! Zifeiyu, Anzhiyu's pleasure?"

Huang Xiaotao cursed: "This is called building your own happiness on the pain of others ... this kind of person should die."

I immediately corrected: "Ah, you have accumulated a lot of ethics, but now, during the case, who will be fulfilled?"

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Haha, if I can fulfill it, I'll buy a lottery ticket!"

We came to the place where the third deceased was killed. I opened the post-mortem umbrella and let Sun Bingxin ignite white phosphorus. When white phosphorus ignites spontaneously, it is dissolved in absolute ethanol. Sun Bingxin took a pair of tweezers and dipped it in absorbent cotton, held it in the air and swung it left and right. After the alcohol evaporates, the faint blue flame like a ghost fire popped out.

I turned the umbrella surface and projected the shadow of the umbrella on the ground, only to see a layer of flickering blue light on the ground, changing and very beautiful, the traces of being wiped can be seen on it.

I turned the umbrella slightly, and the blood on the bottom of the Chen blood showed up. Two round shapes were sketched on the ground. The deceased was kneeling on the ground and pressed out with his knees!

I asked Sun Bingxin to move with me and inspect the surroundings, because there was a lot of blood at that time, and I hoped that the murderer stepped on the blood and left footprints.

I took a circle, and when I was about to give up, I suddenly saw a line of footprints, not just one person, but five pairs of footprints!

We also uttered a cry of surprise at the same time, I was a little bit incredible. Was it so “lively” in the museum that night?

I turned the umbrella and found that these blood footprints also had wiping marks, that is, the killer stepped on the blood and wiped it off. I turned back again, observed these footprints carefully, and closed my eyes to imagine the height and weight and walking habits of the five.

I made a gesture, and the phosphorus fire in Sun Bingxin's hand went out, Huang Xiaotao was shocked: "Are you sure five people are left at the same time?"

I nodded: "The traces won't lie."

Sun Bingxin was also surprised: "Five people went out with a big swing, wouldn't they really be photographed?"

I explained: "Familiarity with the camera position is possible."

Huang Xiaotao is still skeptical about this. I propose to test it, so I, Song Xingchen, Sun Bingxin and Wang Yuanchao set out from the Fox Eye exhibition area and let Huang Xiaotao go to the security room to monitor us. Along the way, we carefully avoided the camera. In fact, it is not difficult, as long as we slip through the wall.

The final experimental result was that we almost passed invisibly under the camera, but only accidentally captured the shadows at two corners. Huang Xiaotao believed that five people could indeed leave without being photographed.

We went back to where we were just now, and I wanted to follow the footprints and see that Sun Bingxin lit a cluster of phosphorous fire again. I traced all the way with the autopsy umbrella. Although the footprints faded and faded, I never disappeared from our sight.

Of these five pairs of footprints, three pairs have the same pace and the steps are similar. When walking, the feet always fall to the ground first, so that it does not make too much noise, and seems to have been strictly trained.

What's interesting is that these three feet walk outside from beginning to end, sandwiching the other feet in the middle. The walking habits of these two feet are obviously different from them. It seems that the middle person is the boss of the other three people.

But if it's the boss, shouldn't the three younger brothers be left behind? But the three were close to him, which meant a lot of surveillance. It seemed that their relationship was not simple.

The fifth person's footprints are on the left, as if always half a beat slower than others, and several times in the middle, the directions of the footprints are also inconsistent with those of others, and there are traces of dragging on the ground.

In body language, a person's feet are the most honest. For example, two people are chatting enthusiastically, but a person's feet are pointing to the exit, which shows that he is very absent-minded.

The direction of the fifth pair of footprints clearly deviated from the direction of the other four, which shows that he is not a member of the team at all. I closed my eyes and imagined what kind of scene this was. I seemed to see a strong person dragging a thin person to walk. The thin person tried several times to escape and was pulled back by the strong person.

Shouldn't this footprint be left by the missing security guard, can it be said that he was held hostage by the murderer?

When we reached the steps in the doorway, the footprints were no longer visible, but they eventually went to the right. I took a few steps in that direction, and Huang Xiaotao reminded him, "Song Yang, there are no footprints on the sidewalk."

"I know ..." I replied, but still did not give up, and constantly looked around with my pupil.

I'm not only looking at the traces, but also restoring their mode of action that night. The little security guard is not an important person. The murderer must have a temporary and utilitarian purpose to catch him.

If I were a murderer, I would get rid of him immediately after my purpose was achieved!

As I walked, a construction site appeared along the road. I stopped and told me intuitively what clues might appear here.

"Ignite!" I ordered.

Sun Bingxin ignited a cluster of phosphorous fire. At this time, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, and the effect of phosphorescent blood was not bad. I walked towards the site holding the autopsy umbrella, and Sun Bingxin followed behind and said, "Brother Song Yang, there is nothing here."

"Ok……"

I was about to say "Go back then", and suddenly a blue light appeared on the ground, and I was immediately excited. When I hit the umbrella shadow forward, there was a large blood stain there, in which the shape of a person can be dimly seen ...