"Hey, this doesn't seem to be an office..."

Wang Rou turned around in surprise and wanted to communicate with the staff, but she just saw the other party closing the door.

Confusion appeared on her face, she turned back a little cautiously, and tentatively walked deeper into the room.

The place here is not too spacious, but the lighting is bright, so you won't feel stuffy. A transparent glass wall divides the entire space into two parts. The place where Wang Rou is located is more like an area that only serves the chat function, with a large open space.

, except for the decorative plants, there are only two conspicuous indoor facilities.

The first is a simple and casual table and chair combination, a small round table with two chairs, and a laptop on the table; the second is a creative wall bookcase with decreasing heights from right to left, with a glass door on the far right, which contains various items.

There are books and materials, and in the middle is a transparent display cabinet with banners and certificates inside.

Trophies and other items, on the far left is a solid design under the upper glass. The glass frame is about half an arm high. It is a small cube box with a piece of paper taped on the outside. The solid rectangular locker underneath is as high as half a person.

, the cabinet door is smooth and has no handle, and three lines of numbers are written on it in scary red handwriting.

".........9163...what does it mean?"

Wang Rou took a look there, murmured a few words, and walked forward in confusion. When she passed the transparent glass partition in front of her, her expression immediately changed.

"Ah!"

She was so startled that she took half a step back.

It was a body lying on the ground.

……

"Dip-dip-dip-"

The moment Luo Han's eyes fell on the corpse, an alarm sounded in the room, like a signal to start.

"Ouch. It scared me to death."

He was not frightened by the corpse, but was frightened by the sudden sound. He pressed his heart and glanced at one of the cameras with a dumbfounded look.

"Wow, this... looks just like the real thing."

Luo Han sighed while walking over lightly.

[Is the program team so big in playing 666]

[If you don’t understand, just ask, is this a simulation doll? It’s the first time I’ve seen such a big one, it’s really almost like a real person]

[Looks pretty good-looking]

[It’s OK to use this kind of silicone doll to make a corpse, and it doesn’t look too scary]

[?Hahahahahahaha Teacher Luo wants to laugh me to death]

"Ouch, ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Luo Han squatted down to check the corpse (NPC) and saw blood on the side of his hair. As a result, he accidentally pulled down the NPC's wig, revealing a bald head with a wound. The scene suddenly changed from suspense to comedy.<

/p>

Luo Han couldn't help but smile, and quickly gathered her emotions to take a closer look at the red spot on the side of her head.

……

"Huh, at 8 a.m. on July 25, the location was suspected to be the chief director's office, and a deceased person was found in the bar entertainment area of ​​the scene."

After the siren sounded, Zhan Xuesong immediately realized the program team's settings and skillfully entered the case-handling state.

While narrating clearly, he walked forward and squatted down to observe the corpse, without reaching out to touch the NPC.

"Male, 1.75 to 1.8 meters tall, with a fresh and slightly long hairstyle with bangs, a clean and beardless face, casual and fashionable clothing, and an initial estimate of age between 20 and 25 years old."

Simulation dolls all have young faces, Zhan Xuesong’s guess is very conservative.

"The victim had nosebleeds, but obviously the fatal injury was not here."

He pushed up the half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and frowned slightly to look at the blood stains on the head of the corpse.

"The blood flow is moderate, not a large amount of blood loss." Zhan Xuesong pondered for a few seconds, "There is a wound on the side of the head, suspected of being injured by a sharp weapon..."

——"I thought it was strange at the time, because first of all, the wound on his (NPC) head was not deep and there was not much bleeding. Then I put on gloves and touched his wound and found an obvious lump. It was obviously not a stab wound.

It’s not a cut wound, it’s an impact injury.”

When the scene turned, Zhan Xuesong was sitting in front of a small blackboard background, reviewing the situation just like an interview. It was obviously edited and spliced ​​by the program team later.

——"Then I found an ornament suspected to be a murder weapon not far from the body."

He continued.

……

"Ah! Is this, is this a murder weapon?...Ah, it's so heavy."

Lan Jiaqing held her skirt and squatted down with her legs, struggling to pick up things on the ground.

This is a cast iron craft ornament. It is bright gray in color and is about forty to fifty centimeters long and high. It is shaped like an eagle with spread wings on a branch. At the bottom is a square base with the words "Exhibiting Ambition" engraved on it.

"Four words.

"That is, someone took this thing and smashed him (the deceased) to death... No, it's too heavy. I'll put it down first."

Lan Jiaqing, who is still a little girl, speaks in a high-pitched and sweet voice, with a very cute little voice.

"Should I write it down? Isn't this an exam?" She squatted on the ground and looked left and right, "Huh? There is a notebook over there."

Lan Jiaqing stood up and trotted over, picking up a press-type color-changeable ballpoint pen and an A4-sized office-style hard-shell board holder from under the table in the corner.

There are many pieces of white paper sandwiched on the board, and the top ones are covered with messy handwriting and many bright red smudges.

……

My confession

Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!

I am ■■, I killed him!

He is ■■■, he is my ■■■, I didn’t mean it, I was just ■■■■■, and he was ■■■■■■■■■■■, and then he fell down, not breathing.

, no heartbeat

He is dead!

I killed him!

I don’t want to, I really don’t want to, I’m just because of him ■■■■ and ■■■■■■■■. I came here today to have a clear talk with him! It’s him first

……

"Is he first? First? First what?"

Ming Qian repeated blankly, confusion written all over his handsome face.

"It's so difficult. No one is prepared for this. Wow...it's really..."

He sighed, stood up with his board and pen and thought.

"The situation is still very obvious. This is a complicated fill-in-the-blank question." Ming Qian stared at the murderer's confession, "Then now we need to find out who the murderer is, who the deceased is, what is their relationship, and what happened between them.

What happened, and how did the murderer kill the deceased? Hmm——"

"Identity, motive, and the process of committing the crime, right?"

He took a breath and spit it out, "There is also a murder weapon. But this murder weapon is very strange. How can it be without blood?"

——"Because I observed that the corpse had nosebleeds, and then there was blood on the head. If someone picked up this heavy ornament and hit his head to death, the base of the ornament or the decorative part on it would be

Logically speaking, there should be blood."

Ming Qian, who was in front of a small blackboard, spoke at a moderate pace, thinking while talking.

——"And there is another thing, that is, although the murderer's confession was very messy and the handwriting was shaking, the overall handwriting was very delicate and graceful. I was wondering at the time if it might actually be the case.

...The murderer is a woman? In this case, it is even more illogical, because the ornament on the ground is very heavy, and I think it is quite difficult for a girl to swing it and hit people with it."<

/p>

……

Qin Feng sneered.

"You made the first move, right?"

He shook the clamp and smiled at the corpse (NPC) on the ground.

"Aiya~ah~"

Qin Feng put the notebook and pen on the counter, looking calm and leisurely as he looked around.

"I was still thinking about taking advantage of my beauty. It's just that I haven't seen the girl in this room for a long time, not even a living person."

He lowered his head and touched the deep V neckline from the center of the collarbone down, exclaiming, "Look, the collar is so open for nothing."

[Hahahahahahahahaha]

[You are so sexy]
Chapter completed!