Seeing every cut, Lin Jiusheng's mouth twitched, he couldn't help raising his hand, and touched it towards his face.
These knives seemed to be cut on his face, the more he looked down, it made him feel a tingling scalp.
"See, that's why I said the woman committed suicide." Team Gao said softly.
"Fuck, this woman is so cruel to herself, she is mentally abnormal." The old Qian looked at it for a while, and quickly turned his head away from 137.
The old Qian felt his scalp numb, especially when he saw the woman cut, he didn't feel any pain in his face, but a face of enjoyment.
"I feel pain for this woman." Old Qian hissed his teeth.
Team Gao shut down the video and said to them: "Now I believe it is suicide."
Lin Jiusheng shook his head and said, "From an ordinary point of view, this woman did commit suicide, but from my point of view, this woman did not commit suicide, but killed him!"
"He killed? You're not kidding, you see, this woman is holding her knife and is aiming at her face bit by bit. What can be called a homicide?" The policewoman frowned.
Lin Jiusheng's statement is unbelievable.
"I'm right, this woman is indeed murdered, please trouble the team to open the video again." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
Team Gao glanced at Lin Jiusheng curiously, a little unpredictable in his heart.
Before he followed Lin Jiusheng, he suspected other reasons and the possibility of suicide was very small, but when he saw this video, he felt that it was impossible to kill him.
Now that Lin Jiusheng once again aroused the thoughts in his heart, he wanted to see what Lin Jiusheng said.
Reopening the video, Lin Jiusheng took a look, then nodded at the high team, took a glove, and pressed it to pause.
Then enlarge this area, and let them take a break to take a look.
"Look carefully. In the content of this video, the deceased's hand was clearly pressed down. That is to say, the deceased was reluctant to raise his hand and cut his face."
"Look at it carefully. Although the deceased looks like he is enjoying, her pupils shrunk a bit. It is obvious that she is afraid of something."
The Gao team heard it and looked at it according to Lin Jiusheng’s statement.
The more I watched, I was surprised.
As Lin Jiusheng said, Sun Lingqing's hand consciously pressed down.
After watching it for a long time, it seemed that there was a person who was holding Sun Lingqing's hand and cutting his face. This feeling was very weird and weird.
The high team was silent for a while, his expression still a little dark.
The policewoman's face was also a little dazed, "Would you like to ask the facial expression analyst to come over and take a look."
"No, if you look closely, this woman resists doing this, but she doesn't have the ability to resist this force." Team Gao said in a deep voice.
"Could it be that a second personality appeared in her body, a suicidal personality," the policewoman said.
"But after investigating just now, there is no problem with Sun Lingqing's spirit." Team Gao shook his head.
Lin Jiusheng thought for a while and said, "This is not a question of personality. I don't know if the high team sees Sun Lingqing's feet."
"Underfoot?" Team Gao frowned, muttered softly, and quickly glanced at his feet.
"Team Gao misunderstood me. I didn't show you the feet of the corpse, but the feet of the deceased in the video." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
Team Gao reopened the video and took a look, the more he looked down, the more confused his face became.
"There is nothing surprising at this foot." The Gao team said.
Lin Jiusheng raised his hand and pointed at the feet of the deceased in the video, "Team Gao didn't find out that the deceased has no shadow? Compared with the shadow on the table, the deceased has no shadow, so it can't help but appear protruding."
"Really, this deceased really has no shadow." Gao team whispered.
But he is even more confused, and it is impossible for a person to be without a shadow.
"What's your opinion, Mr. Lin?" Team Gao couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask Lin Jiusheng.
"From my point of view, the deceased was not murdered, but controlled by some ghosts, and then committed suicide with the deceased's body." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
Lin Jiusheng didn't know how to commit suicide in the words of ghosts.
However, it is really rare for ghosts and ghosts to commit suicide by jumping off a building, or hanging himself, and slashing forty-eight with a knife on his face.
"Ghost?" When the policewoman heard it, her face couldn't help being a little funny. She had been dealing with the case for so long, and it was the first time she had heard of the murder of the ghost in the upper body.
"Team Gao, don't listen to him nonsense, what he said is obviously a fiction." The policewoman shook her head.
The high team on the side fell into silence. After a while, he raised his head and said to Lin Jiusheng: "Mr. Lin's identity does not seem to be as simple as a bodyguard, he should be a descendant of Maoshan."
Lin Jiusheng was a little surprised when he heard the words "Heir from Maoshan", and asked, "How do you know."
"I have been in contact before when handling cases, and I have seen many bizarre cases. It seems that this case is not that simple." Team Gao said softly.
Hearing what Team Gao said, the policewoman was a little surprised, "Team Gao, do you really believe what he said?"
Team Gao nodded back and said, "Xiaojin, you have been handling cases for too few years. We can't judge some cases. Maybe it's just like what Mr. Lin said, behind this incident is really unusual."
Hearing Lin Jiusheng's conversation with Team Gao, Boss Zheng, who was still in sorrow, suddenly raised his head, thinking of something, his face became panicked.
"Master, shouldn't it be the method that Onmyoji made." Boss Zheng asked Lin Jiusheng.
"I can't make a mistake at the moment. If I guess right, Boss Zheng is forty-eight this year, right?" Lin Jiusheng asked.
Upon hearing this, Boss Zheng nodded quickly, "I am indeed forty-eight years old."
Boss Zheng is not stupid either. Lin Jiusheng's words instantly reminded him of the forty-eight dollars on a woman's face.
"Xiao Qing's death has something to do with me?" Boss Zheng raised his finger and pointed to himself.
"Yes, not only is it related to Boss Zheng, but his actions are giving Boss Zheng a warning that he is starting to retaliate against you."
"I advise Boss Zheng to think carefully about who he has done wrong to him these years. It happens that there are police comrades here, and maybe they can still help you."
Boss Zheng was about to cry in a hurry. He kept walking around in the room. After a while, he said with a sad face: "Master, I really can't think of it. I have been earning money honestly all these years and I have never treated anyone. Have done bad things."
Lin Jiusheng shook his head, "Boss Zheng, if you think about it again, there is no love for no reason in this world, let alone hate for no reason. If Onmyoji can draw so many knives on a woman's face, then it proves that he hates you. It's into the bone."
(End of this chapter)