It was all over the ground, and there was a large amount of blood sprayed on the wall, and the scene was shocking.
Lin Mao and Shen Liang were both shocked.
Huang Dan wanted to call the police, but he didn't have a mobile phone, so he had to call Chen Shi's name.
Chen Shi wiped his face and pressed the number with shaking hands.
The police came quickly.
They entered the room to check and determined that Xia Wei ordered stainless steel eyebrow trimming scissors.
There was only her fingerprint on the handle of the knife. The bloody palm print on her face was left by herself. The doors and windows of the room were closed, and there were no signs of being pried, and there were no footprints on the ground.
Police initially identified that the deceased killed himself.
Chapter 72 They Have No Face
Several teenagers were taken to the police station to record their statements.
When Huang Dan came out, Chen Shi was already squatting on the doorstep. He walked over and saw that the other party was holding a cigarette. His fingers were not as slender as Xia Wei's, but they were very slender and well-defined. It looked like a painting. Hand, turn over to see the palm, but it is the hand doing farm work.
Maybe it should be said that the hand is born to draw with a pen, but because of the family environment and the force of life, I took a sickle and a hoe before I took a pen.
Neither of them spoke.
Chen Shi was more shocked, Huang Dan was confused.
If Xia Wei did not commit suicide, but homicide, Huang Dan would definitely drag him along this line, thinking that the next accident would be Lin Mao, because neither of them had faces on their head paintings.
This is the only thing in common.
But the police have confirmed that it was Xia Wei who killed himself, the other end of the line was empty, and it suddenly lost its meaning.
wrong.
Huang Dan's eyelids twitched. The place he was in was the Spirituality 120 District. Mr. Lu, the governor of this district, said that there are more ghosts than people here, and he cannot think according to normal logic.
Assuming that Xia Wei's death was related to ghosts, it would be easy to create a scene of her suicide without being seen by the police.
After all, at certain times, people can't fight ghosts.
Huang Dan's heartbeat was a little fast, and at this moment, he couldn't help but want to find evidence to make the assumption in his heart true.
If it is really a ghost, there is a reason for the other party to kill, and everything in this world has a cause and effect in it.
Huang Dan is willing to believe this, Xia Wei's death is not so simple, it may be a signal, a beginning, it will not end like this.
His eyes snapped open, would he…
The original claim of this body was that Shu Ran was the first to be killed
There was a popping sound in his ear, and Huang Dan immediately gathered his thoughts. He lowered his eyes and saw that the boy lit another cigarette, and smoked in a muffled voice.
Chen Shi noticed the gaze above his head, but did not respond.
Huang Dan didn't say anything, just squatted down, his eyes were level with him, and he was breathing secondhand smoke.
After a while, Lin Mao and Shen Liang came out, their faces were very bad, and they kept silent.
The four teenagers were all using silence to digest what happened this morning. A good person would stab the aorta of his neck with scissors and drain the blood in his body. It felt unreal.
Chen Shi got up and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to the studio?"
Shen Liang said, "I'll go to the studio."
Lin Mao's spirit was in a trance, "I... I'm not in the mood to paint, so I won't go."
He turned to look at Huang Dan, and said in a pleading tone, "Shu Ran, please accompany me, my mind is in a mess, and I want someone to talk to me."
Huang Dan said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."
Chen Shi's peripheral vision swept across the young man, almost impossible to check.
Huang Dan caught the sight that was cast at that moment, but he ignored it and let him go.
The four of them walked to the public platform, and Lin Mao, who was in front of him, squatted down as he walked, choked and said, "Xiao Wei is dead."
This sentence is like a sharp knife, slashing a knife in the depressed atmosphere.
Lin Mao squatted on the ground and cried. First, his classmate and friend died suddenly, and then he was taken into a police car under the strange eyes of others. One question after another, he turned over his life in high school. He was completely confused. After a while, he finally collapsed, and it was those words that were tossing and turning in his mouth.
"Dead... she's dead..."
They looked sideways, stopped, and more and more passersby watched, wondering why a boy cried like that, and the other three, why are they all looking to go to a funeral
Shen Liang called Lin Mao up, he always pretended to be gentle in front of people, but now he is swearing, with a heavy face, "Lin Mao, if you want to cry, find a place to hide and cry, don't fuck humiliating on the street."