05 Grim Reaper(1/2)
At around 8 o'clock in the evening, everyone returned to SCI's office.
Because they were still in a state of no crime, everyone else went home after get off work, leaving only Xiao Baichi and Luo Tian, who were taking the night shift today.
Ma Xin's shift time is staggered with Luo Tian, so that one of the two can stay at home to take care of Yangyang, so today is Gongsun in the forensic room.
Of course, Bai Chi and Gongsun will not be in SCI alone, and the families of both parties also came, and Lisbon.
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang and others brought Zhao Jue and Bai Ye together, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.
When Zhao Jue saw Bai Chi, he naturally wanted to provoke him. Zhao Zhen was also the target of being provoked. Bai Jintang seemed to be the same. Gongsun held a cup of black tea, wearing slippers and holding a newspaper, watching Zhao Jue teasing various "not offended" characters.
As soon as everyone arrived, the elevator door opened.
Bao Zheng walked in, behind him was Zhan Zhao's father Zhan Qitian.
Everyone in SCI hasn’t seen Zhan Qitian for a long time, so they all say hello. Compared to Bai Yunwen, Zhan Qitian is relatively more kind and not too reserved.
Bai Ye didn't move, sat on the sofa drinking the tea that Bai Chi poured for him. Zhao Jue walked out and talked to Zhan Qitian.
After chatting for a while, Zhan Qitian came in and instructed Zhan Zhao, "Eat more, sleep more, exercise more, be less crazy, work less, stay up late." Then he hurriedly left.
Zhan Zhao felt his eyelids twitching constantly - whoever is crazy, whoever is doing it stays up late?!
Bao Zheng stayed and asked Zhan Zhao and Liu Jin about his situation.
Zhan Zhao felt that the case was still very strange, so Bao Zheng agreed to transfer the case to SCI for investigation.
After Bao Zheng left, Zhan Zhao considered asking Gongsun about the case of the Botanical Garden back then.
At this time, Bai Ye, who had finished drinking tea, asked Bai Yutang, "Where is your knife?"
Bai Yutang was a little funny, "You really want to compete with me?"
Zhao Hu and Ma Han, who were originally going home to accompany their girlfriends, stopped before they reached the door, and looked back curiously - want to fight one-on-one? Then don't leave, and leave after watching.
Bai Jintang also looked over with some concern and asked Bai Yutang, "Bi Dao?"
Bai Ye didn't understand, "Don't you have a knife? Don't you practice it if you have a knife? Haven't Yunwen taught you?"
Bai Yutang was also curious, "My dad can use a knife?"
Bai Ye nodded.
Bai Yutang subconsciously looked back at his elder brother, what does that mean - can our father use a knife?
Bai Jintang seemed to be a little amused - didn't he even know how to peel apples?
"Go and get the knife first." Bai Ye said, standing up, as if he wanted to go out with Bai Yutang.
Bai Yutang was puzzled, "Now?"
"I'll take you to a place." Bai Ye walked out.
Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao and signaled that he would go with Bai Ye.
Zhan Zhao nodded, but looked at Zhao Jue with a little disgust - why is Bai Ye's speaking style like this? He was simply giving orders and didn't discuss it.
Zhao Jue also looked disgusted, "So no matter how handsome a man is, it is a waste."
When Bai Yutang left, Zhan Zhao asked Zhao Jue, "Why did Bai Ye ask him to use a knife?"
Zhao Jue found Zhang's sofa and sat down, hugged Bao Zheng with his legs, looking like an old man, "Who knows, let's have a parent-child entertainment activity, don't pay attention to them."
Zhan Zhao was dissatisfied, "Don't talk nonsense, Yutang is not Bai Ye's son."
Zhao Jue raised his eyebrows indifferently and opened the topic, "Don't you still want something to ask?"
Zhan Zhao thought about it and did a serious matter first, so he sat down next to Gongsun and asked, "Gongsun, ask you something."
Gongsun put down the newspaper and pushed his glasses, "What are you asking?"
"Uh...the case of the Botanical Garden back then."
Gongsun was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh".
Bai Jintang, who was looking carefully at a document, seemed to feel the change in Gongsun's mood and looked up here.
Gongsun reached out to get the teacup, and Bai Jintang asked, "What's wrong?"
Gongsun said, "Just telling you about the things ten years ago."
Bai Jintang nodded in a clear way, obviously understanding, and looked down and continued to read the information.
Everyone squinted their eyes and looked at each other - they even told Brother Bai that they would not tell others that they had even told him the secret? It was indeed the couple...
"Cough cough." Zhan Zhao coughed. Judging from the elder brother's expression, Gongsun should have adjusted his mentality, right?
Gongsun thought for a while and said to Bai Chi, "Chichi, go to my forensic room to get a folder. On the third floor of the cabinet, the only red plastic clip."
"Oh." Bai Chi ran to the forensic doctor, and after a while he took a red plastic folder and handed it to Gongsun.
Gongsun handed the folder to Zhan Zhao.
Zhan Zhao took the clip suspiciously and opened it... and saw that there was only one piece of paper in the folder. The paper was very good handmade paper, rough and thick. There was a pencil sketch on the paper, which was a tall man wearing a black cloak, holding a sickle-like thing in his hand. The face seen in the gap in the cloak was still the look of a skeleton, which was very terrifying.
"What?" Zhan Zhao felt that the painting was quite terrifying, "God of Death?"
Gongsun shrugged, "I just drew down what I saw."
Everyone was stunned and stared at Gongsun.
Xiao Baichi took the folder and took a look, threw it back, and hurried to Zhao Zhen to look at everyone in confusion - Isn't this the legendary god of death? Don't lie to me! I don't have to sleep again at night!
At this time, it was pitch black outside the building and the rain had stopped. However, the wind was very strong, and it was whimpering between the floors, making a whimper.
In the SCI office, everyone stared at the slightly hideous portrait of the God of Death, and felt a chill on their backs.
Zhao Jue held the pillow and studied the painting carefully, "Oh, is the structure quite reasonable? It is worthy of being a forensic doctor painting."
Everyone looked at Gongsun, and Gongsun nodded. This was indeed his painting. As an excellent forensic and anthropologist, drawing people is not difficult for him.
"This painting looks a bit old." Zhao Zhen said.
Gongsun nodded, "I drew it ten years ago."
"Then you moved the forensic room so many times, and you actually kept hiding it?" Zhan Zhao asked. Obviously, Gongsun still cared about this matter very much.
Gongsun sighed and told everyone in detail, "That case was originally quite ordinary. In a case of murder and suicide, the murderer was skillful and left no clues at all. As soon as I saw the scene of the crime, I was sure that it was definitely not the first time the murderer committed the crime, and the scene gave me a very evil feeling."
Everyone nodded.
There is a thing in this world called the intuition of a policeman. Although Gongsun is a forensic doctor, he is also a police officer. Even though he was very young back then, he helped the police station investigate many cases. Many times, some complex cases are solved by relying on the intuition and experience of the police. Where does this thing come from? Of course, it is not imagination out of thin air, but through the accumulation of experience and... pay attention to the details!
All the members of the SCI here can understand the "evil" feeling that Gongsun said. Some murderers have bloody and terrifying scenes after committing the crime, so they can infer that the murderer is cruel. However, some murder scenes are clean and not even a drop of blood, but they give people a feeling of evil, which is often what the murderer wants to convey.
"At that time, the forensic department was not as complete as it is now, and I did a lot of the survey site work." Gongsun said, "I was very concerned about the knot, so I went down the trees and searched everywhere... In the process of searching, I found him standing in the bushes in the botanical garden."
As he said that, Gongsun pointed to the God of Death in the painting.
Everyone opened their eyes wide.
"Can it be the murderer pretended to be?" Zhao Zhen asked.
"I had the same idea at that time," Gongsun said, "So I shouted at him at the sight of him, and my shouting attracted other police officers... but as a result, he disappeared in front of me."
Everyone looked at each other.
"Disappeared?" Zhao Jue was very interested, "How did it disappear?"
"It just disappeared out of thin air, disappeared, without gasification, liquefaction, any transformation...it's just missing!"
"Have other police officers seen it?" Zhan Zhao asked.
Gongsun shook his head, "When they arrived, the man had disappeared."
I originally wanted to stay and see Bai Ye and Bai Yutang fight one-on-one, but I didn't see it as the result and instead stayed to listen to gossip, Zhao Hu and Ma Han frowned.
Zhao Hu asked in a low voice, "I said Dr. Gongsun, is it possible..."
While talking, Zhao Hu wanted to describe the adjective.
Ma Han simply asked, "Illusion?"
Zhao Hu clenched his fist and knocked on the palm of his hand - right!
Gongsun stared at them for a while, pointed at himself and asked, "Who am I?"
Ma Han touched his chin and Zhao Hu held his face, "It's a great god!"
Gongsun nodded, "Have you ever had hallucinations when you saw me?"
Both of them shook their heads.
"I have never had hallucinations in my life. Was that just that time?" Gongsun asked.
The two looked at each other - so.
Zhan Zhao also found it strange that there was a reason for illusion, and Gongsun had no reason to have such inexplicable illusions.
"What after that?" Zhan Zhao asked, "You haven't investigated?"
"I've investigated!" Gongsun said, "I didn't find any clues that day. The place where the God of Death was standing was a piece of mud, but there was not even a shoe print."
Everyone frowned. Considering the technological environment ten years ago, it should be unlikely that the three-dimensional projection in the previous case would be created?
To be continued...