Why kill but not kill.
There are many answers to this question.
For example, the hand trembles, the knife is unpleasant, but the biggest possibility is that when the girl with flowers slashed Li Jingtian's neck with the knife, she did not mean to kill him, so Li Jingtian was able to escape the disaster and get out of the emergency room alive. room.
This possibility, of course, is option C, an option that looks like everyone is happy, but it attracts infinite reverie.
"So, we are going to change the direction of the investigation?" Xing Conglian probably thought of this, and his face was a little sad, so he finally lit the unlit cigarette again.
Green smoke curled up, and the sun was dazzling.
Lin Chen couldn't figure out this question for a while.
If Li Jingtian is the leader, in order to hype the incident to attract public attention, why doesn't he pretend to be a little more pitiful? You know, walking out of the emergency room in front of so many media looks too much like a self-directed hype incident, precisely because Like, so an experienced planner, it is impossible for an experienced planner to do such a thing.
So, from another angle, if Li Jingtian is indeed the victim, the question is, why did the girl just cut a hole in his neck and not kill him
Lin Chen recalled the scene on the stage at that time, the microphone that slammed to the ground, the fingers tightly covering his neck, and the blood that instantly seeped out from the gaps between the fingers. In any case, judging from the amount of bleeding, Li Jingtian would not. As if you could walk out of the emergency room alive, there must be something wrong here.
"To be honest, I think this matter has violated the laws of human physiology. It is impossible for normal people to maintain normal mobility after losing so much blood. This is incredible."
Xing Conglian touched his chin and said, "It seems that we can only trouble the husband of Comrade Zhang Xiaolong's colleague to inquire about the news?"
Li Jingtian's agent had already named and targeted the police. At this time, not only did he not make a positive statement, but instead chose to investigate secretly, probably only Xing Conglian.
"It is indeed better to keep a low profile." Lin Chen said.
"Then let's go back to the scene to see?" Xing Conglian asked.
"it is good."
After returning to the air-conditioned hall, Lin Chen remembered to check the time.
Time is the most obvious clue. Now at 11:25 noon, according to the time when Li Jingtian was sent to the hospital, in fact, he only stayed in the emergency room for half an hour at most.
Half an hour, of course, will not be able to complete a carotid artery repair operation, then the only possibility is that Li Jingtian is not seriously injured, and the girl is indeed showing mercy.
So the crux of the problem is still blood, why did Li Jingtian bleed so much
Standing on the stage, Xing Conglian was talking to his colleagues in the forensic department. The other party nodded, squatted on the ground, pointed to the large bloodstain that was integrated with the red carpet, and said, "Xing team, I just thought about it. Looking for you, I think this should not be human blood."
"What is not human blood, animal blood?"
"It's not like that either." The police officer in the forensic department continued to shake his head.
They had already cut out a sample of the carpet and sent it for testing. At this moment, it seemed that the entire stage had been hollowed out. "We have to wait for the test results to come out."
Xing Conglian frowned, as if he had guessed something, and then squatted down.
He took off his gloves and lightly pressed his fingers on the bloodstain. The police officer in the forensic department also seemed to realize something. He was about to say something to stop him, but he saw that Xing Conglian had already put his finger in his mouth to taste it.
Lin Chen walked to the edge of the stage, seeing that Xing Conglian had just finished licking his fingers, he turned his head, and said to him as if he was still in the mood: "Sweet, it tastes good."
Lin Chen simply didn't know what to say. In the public, licking the victim's blood was indeed a bit heavy.
Xing Conglian didn't care. He patted his butt and stood up, and said, "The cream and artificial coloring are just right."
Lin Chen was stunned and asked, "What is that?"
"A kind of fake blood plasma prop, this formula is very good, basically it is a Hollywood-level prop." Xing Conglian said, but he still smashed his mouth.
The police officer of the forensic department on the side was also frightened: "What the hell, is this self-directed and self-acted to cut the throat?"
In fact, anyone who encounters similar things will probably make similar speculations.
Xing Conglian turned his head, pressed his index finger to his lips, and signaled the forensic officer to be quiet.
Lin Chen pondered silently. It would be too unwise to say that this was a self-hype for the throat-cutting incident. He asked a girl to pretend to be a fan and wiped her neck, using artificial blood plasma to create the illusion of a tragedy, leaving behind A bunch of cruel green roses. Although such an incident is very explosive, it is still a double-edged sword. A little carelessness will cause huge damage to the artist's image.
This is still a worthwhile thing.
When Lin Chen was hesitating, he suddenly heard Xing Conglian ask, "If this is artificial blood plasma, doesn't that mean that there is only one murder case left to investigate?"
He was referring, of course, to the poor bird that was stabbed to death by a rose.
Xing Conglian sighed and said, "Headache."
…
Of course, it's not some artificial blood plasma and singers whose throats are pretended to be cut off to make Xing Conglian feel a headache.
The ones that really give him a headache are probably only some people, some people with a single tendon.
Chao Dynasty was sitting in an ice cream shop on the second floor of Ansheng International, and ordered a matcha-flavored smoothie. While eating a cold drink, he searched for the two questions that Lin Chen asked him.
First: Li Jingtian's identity background.
Second: Why are there excess fans today to support Li Jingtian.
The air-conditioning in the store is full, and the waitress is much prettier than other stores.
After he set the keywords, he gulps down a cold drink, and before he can finish his meal, the computer dings, indicating that the search has been completed.
He stuffed the rest of the cold drink into his mouth, then sat cross-legged on the sofa chair, scrolled the scroll bar, and read the search content carefully.
To be honest, he really doesn't have much interest in gossip in the entertainment industry. Probably straight men don't like that kind of intrigue stories. However, the gossip about Li Jingtian is really more bloody than that kind of bloody drama. Looking more and more fascinated, without even noticing, someone pushed open the glass door of the ice cream shop.
"So pretty?"
Chao Dynasty felt that someone was sitting beside him, and leaned over to him and asked.
"Hey, don't talk." He waved his hand, trying to coax the man away like a fly.
But the person next to him had to come over to see it, so he pushed it towards the person's head, and it wasn't until the piercing feeling was transmitted to his brain through his skin that he realized who the person sitting beside him really was.
"Boss, why are you here!"
He jumped up and slammed down again: "Silence, you scared me to death!"
"Little Wang Xiansen, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."
Xing Conglian took a cigarette, looked at the explosive title on the screen, and pouted.
There was a piece of news on the screen. Compared with the explosive title, the accompanying picture was even more eye-catching. It was a pair of women's lace panties thrown on the messy bedding, and it was still black.
Dynasty subconsciously covered it, and then he felt that something was wrong: "Boss, I am investigating a case, you have a correct attitude!"
Lin Chen sat in the opposite position, looking at the two people in front of him, he always felt that what they were talking about must not be a very good topic.
"Ah, Xiao Wang Xiansen, at your age, it's normal for people to have such a hobby." Xing Conglian touched the boy's head, as if I understood it very well.
"I rely on the boss, don't make me as dirty as you think!"
Dynasty tried to stay away from him, but was squeezed into the booth by the window, unable to move at all.
"Where is it? Speaking of which, I don't know how good you are. The taste is a bit heavy..." Xing Conglian said, swept the dynasty from head to toe, then turned his head and read out the title, "Princess in the private room earns 100,000 a day, and all kinds of novel gameplay shock reporters?"
Listening to Xing Conglian read the title aloud, Chao Dynasty blushed to the point of bleeding, although Lin Chen also knew that the young man had probably really found some key clues, but his shy appearance was really cute.
So he couldn't help but laugh.
Probably because he didn't want to talk to Xing Conglian, the young man turned his head and looked at him seriously and said, "Achen, it's really a clue to the case related to Li Jingtian!"
"Oh..." Lin Chen dragged his tune, and then said slowly, "Actually, you can do whatever you like. After all, you are young, you just have to pay attention to safety..."
"Achen!"
The boy interrupted him angrily.