"Shut up!" Inspector Du roared, he glanced around and got a headache from the screaming.
The one who screamed was a little girl who just came to An's house to work, and happened to live next to the nanny, so she called her over because she wanted to ask about the situation.
The little girl is sixteen or seventeen years old, and she is thin and small in life, but she is full of spirit. Her voice is so good that she seems to have a talent for being a soprano.
After being yelled at by Police Chief Du, she closed her mouth aggrievedly, with tears rolling in her eyes: "Yes, I'm sorry..."
An Siyue glanced at her with a somewhat inexplicable expression.
Another person died, and he died right under his nose. Inspector Du also had a headache.
He glanced around, and the people in the room were divided into several groups in twos and threes.
An Siyue stood with Mr. An, Mr. An was not surprised this time, perhaps because he had seen a lot, or maybe it was because the death of his youngest son and his resurrection had exercised his psychological endurance. Although his face is sinking like water now, and he seems to be in a bad mood, he doesn't need to take Pingqi pills to save his life like before.
The other group was the servants who were called to testify. Except for the screaming little girl, the few of them were obviously also frightened, but they didn't scream like her.
The remaining two are Chang An and Young Man.
The two were whispering to each other, and they seemed to be out of place at the scene of the murder.
Police Chief Du couldn't help but click his tongue: Even if they are newlyweds, this is too boring, isn't it
The young couple in his eyes are whispering.
"Brother?" Chang An was a little confused, "Did you just say something?"
It's a pity that his ears were covered, and he couldn't hear a word clearly.
The screaming had subsided, and the young man let go of his hand as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing, I just want to ask, are you afraid of seeing such a scene?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Chang An shook his head and said jokingly, "If I'm afraid of the dead, how can I protect you?"
He is not trying to be brave. As the pillar of the high-latitude space, countless negative emotions rush to him every moment. When he was not born, he also saw many scenes of horror games in the mirror. And the bones are commonplace.
The most important point is that Chang'an has not learned how to be "scared".
"..." The young man sighed softly, "Little rascal, can't you stop teasing me?"
The voice was lost between the lips and teeth, almost inaudible.
Chang An didn't hear clearly, he seemed to remember something, and explained with an example: "By the way, when you appeared in the auditorium, weren't you also a ghost? If I was afraid, I would have run away."
"But you are still dead, you look much better than them." He praised with a very sincere tone.
The young man touched his face, and for the first time felt that this appearance was useful: "I think Chang'an is much prettier than me."
He really thought so. At the moment when he lifted the hijab, he never thought that he would see such a pair of star-like eyes.
He has seen many beauties, and each has its own attractiveness, but no one is as inexplicably attractive to him as a teenager.
Of course, it may also be because of the filter bonus. Anyway, in his eyes, the boy is extremely good-looking, and there is nothing unattractive about him.
The two praised each other sincerely here, but Sergeant Du fell into a stalemate.
The two corpses were placed side by side. After examining them, he couldn't find any useful information.
Needless to say about the nanny's body, she didn't die because of a fall from a high altitude, and there were no other injuries on her body. To find out the cause of her death, she must go through a more detailed examination.
Hu Sheng's corpse was even more bizarre. A living person died in such a bizarre way right in front of them that it was hard not to think of something gods and ghosts.
"Why don't you ask Wu Zhu to come over and take a look?" Mr. An suggested, "Their professionals are better at this kind of thing."
Mr. An also thinks that there are some spirits who are secretly playing tricks.
Of course, Sergeant Du didn't think so. He was more inclined to be poisoned than ghosts. I just don't know what kind of poison can show such an effect.
Even though he thought so, he didn't reject Mr. An's proposal, but nodded.
Wu Zhu arrived in a short while. As soon as she entered the door, she first glanced at the young man, and found that the yang energy on his body had grown a lot, and then she looked at the corpse on the ground.
With just one glance, she frowned: "This is a Gu."
"Gu?!" As soon as An Siyue heard this word, she immediately thought of slimy bugs and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"It's a corpse." Wu Zhu took out a silver stick and stuck it into Hu Sheng's body.
"This kind of Gu has no entity. Once it is parasitic on a human body, it will only be discovered when the host dies."
A black liquid gushed out of the broken skin, and at the same time, a strong stench came from his corpse.
"If I'm not wrong, this person died seven days ago." Wu Zhu carefully inspected the black water on the stick, "In the past seven days, it was the corpse gu that made him act like a normal person."
Several servants showed fearful eyes one after another. Who would have thought that they were working with a dead man these days
A servant suddenly said: "I remembered that Hu Sheng's behavior has been a bit strange these days. Not only did he seldom speak, but his movements also became very stiff!"
After he reminded them, the other people also remembered, and echoed: "Yes, and he hasn't eaten in front of us these days!"
"I haven't been to the toilet either!"
After several people recalled it like this, they really found many doubts, each of which provided evidence for Wu Zhu's statement.
"Then why did he collapse suddenly?" Sergeant Du asked with doubts after hearing what they said, and his guess that he was poisoned was also shaken.
"Because the survival period of the corpse is only seven days, and it has already eaten up his corpse." Speaking of this, Wu Zhu narrowed his eyes, "But the strange thing is that without the introduction, the corpse can't be cultivated at all. …”
She murmured so much that she couldn't help looking at Mr. An. Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both knew what she meant.
The introduction in Wu Zhu's mouth is the hotbed for the cultivation of corpse gu. The requirements for the hotbed are extremely strict. It must be a well-preserved corpse that has died for more than five hundred years.
In addition, there are many other requirements, which are not so easy to meet.
Of course, if corpse gu was so easy to cultivate, this kind of thing would have been rotten, and the world would not be in chaos.
But as far as she knows, An's family has a corpse that meets this requirement, but Mr. An should have already disposed of it, how could...
After hearing her words, Inspector Du still didn't fully believe it. For him who has read a few foreign books and received higher education, it would be impossible for him to believe that a person can move freely for seven days after death without being noticed by others. easy.
"I'll take the body back to the police station first and let the doctor examine it."
Wu Zhu has no objection to this, anyway, she has already found out the reason, and the rest is out of her control.
Moreover, what she wants to know more is, how did this corpse voodoo come about
Sergeant Du left with the two corpses, and did not stay at An's house for lunch as he had thought before he came. In fact, after seeing those two corpses, no one had any appetite.
Police | The colleagues in the police station were contacted by a small police officer. This young man has just graduated from the police academy. I usually do some errands, and the sense of presence is not very high.
But when he left, he took a look at Chang An, which was full of information, which made Chang An stunned.
This little police officer is a player
But even if he recognized it, he didn't express anything else. It is still difficult for him to treat players as his own kind.
Standing beside Chang An, the young man had a panoramic view of this scene, his eyes couldn't help but darken.
"Do you know him?" He pressed the young man's shoulder with a little force, and suddenly awakened Chang'an who was immersed in his own thoughts.
"I don't know you." Chang An shook his head, "You know, you are the only one I know."
Since he was born, he has really seen only a few people.
Strange to say, he still doesn't know how the little policeman recognized him.
He didn't want to think about it, although not many people had met the original young master of the Xia family, but the rumors about his introverted and gloomy personality were well known.
Let's not talk about this, after all, there are many rumors that are not true, but Chang An has a temperament that is completely different from others, like a torch in the dark night, which can easily distinguish him from others Come.
It's a problem if no one finds out!
Chang An didn't know about this, but he was keenly aware that after hearing his answer, the young man's mood seemed to turn from cloudy to sunny
The most intuitive manifestation is that during the meal, he deliberately picked a few dishes and put them in front of Chang An, and they happened to be all his favorites.
"How do you know my taste?" Chang An was still a little strange. He should have never told him what he likes to eat, right
"I guess." The young man replied in a good mood.
In fact, he discovered it through observation.
The taste of teenagers is actually a bit strange. He likes both sweet and spicy food, thick oily red sauce, but also rustic original taste, refreshing vegetables, and meat. But it would be a big mistake to say that he eats everything.
For dishes, he has his own evaluation mechanism, and under certain circumstances, he is still very picky about food.
No one else at the table had a good appetite.
An Siyue felt sick because she saw the corpse, and couldn't eat, so she could only drink cups of tea.
Mr. An is getting old, and he has a loss of appetite, and he has something on his mind, so he can't eat much.
As for the others, An Chengbo was not present, and An Chengya, the little transparent, also said that she was not feeling well, so she ate alone in the room, so Chang'an was the one who moved the chopsticks the most on this big table.
He eats very fast, and it is rare that his eating posture does not look ugly, but has a pleasing feeling. And when he was eating, the teenager looked satisfied, and he looked really happy.
Seeing him enjoy eating so much, other people's appetites were aroused by him unconsciously.
Even Mr. An, who didn't have much appetite, used an extra bowl of soup under his leadership.
But after lunch, seeing Wu Zhu, his mood turned bad again.
Before Wu Zhu could speak, he asked first, "My youngest son, who has the problem with that child from the Xia family?"
The author has something to say: Inhuman couples, brag about each other online!
Chang'an was really wronged: I didn't flirt with you!
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And my dear ones, the current guess is not right, please read on patiently.
Thank you little angels for the lazy and worry-free feeding, thank you little angels for your irrigation, okay (≧3≦)