The person screaming in the hall was a female employee who was making a seat.
Cases that take place in public places are always surrounded by people, Xing Conglian glanced at her, the other party quickly silenced, and then silently backed away.
But it seems that because she couldn't contain the panic in her heart, the female employee grabbed another female colleague beside her and whispered, "The bouquet of flowers moved just now, did you see it, it moved, it scared people to death! "
Xing Conglian withdrew his gaze and said nothing.
He bent over, took out a pair of plastic gloves from the tool box of the forensic officer, put it on, then walked onto the stage, grabbed the green roses and spread it on the floor.
The wrapping paper was a special mercerized cotton paper. When Xing Conglian picked up the bunch of roses, he found that there was some problem with its weight.
Logically, any florist will put nutrient solution on the bottom when dressing the bouquet, in order to keep the bouquet longer, but the bottom of this bouquet of roses does not seem to be covered with moist nutrient solution, so it is very light in weight.
He tightened the wrapping paper of the lower half of the roses, untied the string with one hand, and then supported the lower packaging of the bouquet. He wanted to separate the packaging, but the moment he touched the bottom, he was stunned.
Just at this moment, Lin Chen came from the corner.
"What's in there?" Lin Chen asked very keenly, probably thinking that his eyes were not quite right.
Xing Conglian felt the soft and warm touch at the bottom of the bouquet, he thought about it, and said to Lin Chen, "It's a very suitable case for you."
"That must not be a good case." Lin Chen replied.
"Consultant Lin's self-positioning is really accurate."
Xing Conglian shook his head helplessly. He crouched down and called for the police officers of the forensics department to come forward.
A piece of plastic paper was quickly covered on the stage, he gently put down the bouquet, and then slowly pulled it away from the bottom package.
Several police officers stepped forward and erected a human wall behind him to block the sight of some onlookers.
At the moment when the package was separated, it seemed that someone had cast some strange freezing spell, and everyone around them froze.
Lin Chen frowned, his eyes swept across the faces of the police officers beside Xing Conglian. Some of them turned their heads and some closed their eyes, all avoiding the bouquets on the ground. On the faces of those who were young or not, They all obviously showed an unbearable look, as if they had seen a rare cruel scene.
So, what are the scenarios that can make the criminal police who are used to murders find it unacceptable
The surroundings suddenly became quiet again, and it seemed to become extremely noisy again. The time seemed to return to the time when the girl took the stage. There were people applauding, screaming, and Li Jingtian was still singing.
Lin Chen stepped onto the stage and walked slowly to Xing Conglian's side.
Xing Conglian looked up at him, he lowered his head and looked at the bouquet of roses.
However, when he saw the thing wrapped in the flower paper, his first reaction was ridiculous, and soon after that, he felt that the surrounding air had dropped a few degrees and became very, very cold.
At the bottom of the bunch of roses, where the nutrient solution should have been stored, lay a bird.
Ridiculous as it may be, it was indeed a little bird.
The bird's wings are taupe, and it looks like a sparrow, but it doesn't seem to be the same. Its beak is wrapped in scotch tape, and a black ribbon is tied around the bird's body, with a small end tied at the end. The bow is like a wonderful gift.
Just a gift like that is cruel.
Because there are several roses on the thin body of the bird. Anyone who has bought roses probably knows that the shopkeepers always have the habit of trimming the ends of the stems and leaves very sharply, in order to allow the flowers to absorb more A lot of nutrients, then now, those delicate roses are like sharp swords, one by one sticking to the bird's body.
In fact, there is not much blood in a bird's body, so even if it is stabbed and bruised, under the white light, the bird's gray-brown fluff is only covered with a few bloodstains that are neither deep nor shallow. .
It seemed to sense that there were many people watching it, and suddenly, the bird twitched again, but this was more like the autonomic nervous response of a creature after death. This response also proved that this poor little bird twitched again. Bird, just died and not too long.
Thinking of this, Lin Chen looked again at the black ribbon tied to the bird's wings. The ribbon was very skillfully tied. It was not only beautiful, but it also just happened to restrain the poor little bird. There are also those sharp rose stems. It will take 40 minutes at least to say that since the young girl came to power, this bird should have died a long time ago, but just now, it twitched...
He suddenly had a very, very bad guess in his heart. It is very possible that the bird was still alive when it was stuffed into the bottom of the rose. Although it was bound with its wings and beak, it could still struggle. The black ribbon that has become loose can presume that it has actually struggled with this bouquet of roses for a long time, and because it can struggle, so in the process of its desperate life, when someone lifts the bouquet , when the bunch of flowers fell to the ground, the rhizomes of those green roses would pierce into its body, and it, just like that, was stabbed to death.
As if there was ice-filled water submerging the heart, Lin Chen only felt that his limbs were cold and numb.
He squatted down beside Xing Conglian, and wanted to say something for a while, but couldn't say anything.
"Consultant Lin thinks the same as mine?"
Suddenly, Lin Chen heard Xing Conglian ask him this.
Although Xing Conglian only said "ideas", he didn't need to ask any more, he probably knew that Xing Conglian was asking him, and you also think that this little bird was killed by such cruel methods
"Yes," he replied.
Xing Conglian sneered and said, "It looks like we've encountered a murder case?"
Li Jingtian's death is unknown, so Xing Conglian's murder case, of course, does not refer to the case of Li Jingtian's throat being cut, but refers to the murder of a bird.
It sounds a bit ridiculous, but behind this murder case that is not considered murder, there are exquisite techniques and extremely cruel mentality, anti-social personality, morbid psychology...
Lin Chen can use a lot of words to describe the person who killed the bird, but all descriptions are just simple descriptions. Sometimes descriptions are meaningless, because everyone knows that it must be a pervert. , an extremely dangerous psychopath.
The meaningful question then becomes, why would he or she do this
"Although I know it's inappropriate to ask now, can you tell me why?"
Sometimes telepathy is too good, and it's not a good thing.
Sure enough, Xing Conglian asked him why.
Lin Chen looked at the bird's blood-stained fluff, and said slowly: "Of course I can't answer this question now, but the criminal left this special bouquet of flowers, obviously hoping that we will find it..."
"so?"
"So, rather than saying that this bunch of flowers is for Li Jingtian, it's better to say that this bunch of flowers and this bird are for us."
Xing Conglian was not surprised when he heard this answer, he nodded calmly, then he put the flower and bird down together and stood up.
Lin Chen looked up and saw Xing Conglian took off his gloves and reached out to him. He was stunned, put his hand on it, and was pulled up.
They stood opposite each other. He, Xing Conglian, and even the surrounding police officers of the forensic department were silent for a long time, as if there was a lot to say and a lot of analysis to do, but because of some too sad and cruel things, and lost the ability to speak for a short time.
Finally, Xing Conglian spoke again, he said, "Go out for a walk?"
Lin Chen nodded.
When Xing Conglian went down the steps, Lin Chen realized that Wang Chao had been standing alone under the stage for a long time.
It was obviously just a dead bird, but the moment Chao Dynasty regained his senses, his eyes turned red: "Achen, please, we must catch her!"