Yan Yan's slender fingers pinched the half of the phalanx in his hand and carefully examined it, and then compared it to his own fingers.
It looks like it should be an index finger, but it is obvious that it has been eroded by something, and there are even some small holes and fragments in the bones. Strictly speaking, I dare not use too much force. This finger bone is very brittle, like a piece The chocolate bar will be crushed with a little force.
His gaze slowly moved into the sewer pipe, and through the pitch-black hole, he looked inside, but found nothing.
After putting the half of his phalanx in his pocket, he stepped on the water-stained tile and fell into thought.
"This bathroom...not to mention the weird sink, the abrupt black hair, the blood stains in the shower room, and the clogged body tissue in the sewer, you can conclude that someone has died here!"
But what's hard to understand is that since there are evil spirits here, wouldn't it be easy to kill and destroy corpses
Evil spirits can completely cover up the corpse without any effort.
But now it seems that the method of covering up the death marks is not only crude, but also has loopholes everywhere, and even blocked the sewers. This is also the reason why the current on the ground cannot be discharged.
Yan Yan held his hands and walked repeatedly in the bathroom.
"From the current situation, the possibility of evil spirits killing people can almost be ruled out, so the dead here should be artificially caused..."
Yan Yan didn't care about who was dead, but the identity of the murderer was a little confused.
Is it Jiang Bantong
How can she kill an adult male for such a weak and mad woman
Yan Yan's face was a bit awful, and the situation now was more complicated than he expected. The evil spirit appeared in the bathroom, and it was also involved in a murder case.
Do not!
He suddenly turned his head to the big buckets in the corner next to the toilet. The caustic sex was so corrosive. He thought of murder. Obviously, this thing was used to destroy corpses.
And such a large number of people are definitely not just to prepare for a corpse!
In other words, more than one vicious case of murder and corpse occurred in Jiang Bantong's home!
Yan Yan frowned. How many people live in her family
Is the murderer Jiang Bantong, even if it is her, then what is the motive? How did she do this
Thinking of this, Yan Yan no longer chose to stay in the bathroom, but went to other bedrooms to check the situation.
Is Jiang Bantong's three-bedroom and one-living house really just living in her alone
If according to what she said before, maybe the other two rooms were also occupied before, then is the dead person her "roommate"!
This is in the bathroom, and there is no possibility to find it. The investigation by Gao Yiyuan and others has come to an end, now is the time to converge the clues!
Yan Yan walked out of the bathroom quickly, and at the moment he stepped out, he suddenly felt a cool breeze flashing behind him, as if someone was blowing a breath between his neck.
His neck shrank subconsciously, his goose bumps all stood up, and he turned his head abruptly.
However, the scene in the bathroom remained unchanged. It was the furnishings. Yan Yan stretched out his hand suspiciously and touched his neck, but he didn't feel any abnormality.
It seemed that the strange feeling before was just an illusion that his nerves were too nervous.
Looking at the bathroom deeply again, a daze flashed through Yan Yan's eyes, and finally turned off the light gently and closed the bathroom door again.
What he didn't know was that after he locked the bathroom, the sewer blocked in the middle of the room suddenly began to gush up a lot of blood at this moment, like a fountain, constantly pouring blood out.
At the floor drain that Yan Yan had not yet closed, a pair of palms with pale skin, but covered with scarlet blood, desperately broke free, while the index finger on that hand was empty...
"Did you find anything here?"
Yan Yan came to a bedroom, which was Gao Yiyuan's search location.
At this time, the floor and clothes of this room were covered with various types of colorful clothes, and they were of different sizes, and they were not the size of a person at all.
Gao Yiyuan looked at all of this, and then saw Yan Yan, frowning and wondering how to speak.
Not long after, he gently grabbed a drawer from the table beside him, pulled it out with brute force, held the drawer, and placed it in the ****.
"Watch it for yourself."
Yan Yan gave him a weird look, and slowly approached only to find that this drawer was full of all kinds of women's underwear.
He looked a little embarrassed, but there was nothing strange on his face, and then he gently picked up a certain piece.
After carefully examining it for a long time, he picked up another one, and after repeated comparisons, he glanced at Gao Yiyuan, "This is a different size."
Gao Yiyuan nodded: "Yes, it's not just underwear. The closet in this bedroom is filled with all kinds of clothes, skirts, pants, and even hats, and the installation is very regular, almost From head to toe, each set is fixed on a hanger."
Yan Yan turned his head suspiciously and looked at Jiang Bantong who seemed to have fallen asleep in the living room.
The clothes she is wearing now are in a neutral style. The upper body is a high-necked sweater, and the lower body is a pair of blue jeans. He is a little confused about what this means.
Gao Yiyuan then opened another drawer and brought it in front of Yan Yan.
At this glance, Yan Yan's face immediately blushed, and all the drawers in this section were filled with some weird sex toys.
Gao Yiyuan said stupidly: "I don't know whether these things belong to Jiang Bantong, and we don't even know who this bedroom belongs to, but it is obvious that there is a sense of contradiction in both the clothing and the dress! "
Yan Yan looked at Jiang Bantong in the living room. This woman had been extremely cold before, and it was hard to imagine that these things were bought by her.
And these things are too strange, many things can't be called by name, let alone read them.
While opening his eyes, he also felt the sense of contradiction mentioned by Gao Yiyuan, which can also be seen in the furnishings in the bathroom.
"Did you find any other clues?"
Gao Yiyuan shook his head: "In this room, there is nothing except these things, only clothes and these supplies. I have searched in various other locations and haven't found them, but I can be sure that this room has been unoccupied for a long time. Up."
"What does it mean?"
Gao Yiyuan heard the words, and brought Yan Yan to the other side of the bed, and opened the mattress and mattress of the sex, and there appeared a dark gray sock that had been squashed and became extremely hard.
"Obviously a man lived in this room before, but whether it is from the change in the sock being pressed under the bed or the furnishings in the room, it can be seen that this man has moved away for a long time. I guess at least not less. In a month's time."
Gao Yiyuan whispered his guess, Yan Yan nodded secretly, and then pointed to the pair of clothes.
"In other words, a week before Jiang Bantong's accident, this bedroom was no longer occupied, so these clothes and things obviously belonged to the people who still lived in this house."
Yan Yan's remarks have attributed the things in the closet to Jiang Bantong.
Gao Yiyuan nodded: "Knowing others, knowing the face, not knowing the heart, not to mention that Jiang Bantong's mental state is too bad now, it is difficult for us to restore what kind of person she was before."
Yan Yan lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said to Gao Yiyuan: "Let's go to another room to take a look."
At this time, He Xiao was sitting on the side of the bed in a daze. The closet in front of him was wide open. There were also a lot of clothes in it, but this closet was not for women, but for men.
And on the table next to him, there are also two drawers that have been pulled out, one is full of various watches, and the other is box after box of condoms!
When Yan Yan and Gao Yiyuan entered the room, they were seeing He Xiao looking at all this at a loss.
This form was already clear at a glance, Yan Yan and Gao Yiyuan didn't need to say hello to He Xiao, they immediately focused on the furnishings in the room.
"Your room turned out to be men's clothes..." Gao Yiyuan whispered softly, but as he came to the front of the closet and briefly searched, he found a different point.
These men's clothing obviously need to be placed more casually, and there is no matching method. The clothes, pants and shoes are stacked together, not forming a suit, but they are equally clean and properly packed.
Yan Yan went to the drawer, looked at the dazzling array of men's watches in the drawer, and picked up a few casually.
"These watches are not owned by the same person. Almost every watch has a different size."
He Xiao swallowed and stood up, "How is the situation on your side?"
Gao Yiyuan explained the situation of him searching the rooms one by one. Yan Yan was just about to speak, but He Xiao preempted him.
He pulled Yan Yan's arm and led him to the head of the bed, pushing the bed vigorously, exposing the ground under the bed.
He Xiao squeezed his body, barely stretched his arm in, and took out a small bottle of perfume from it after a while.
He stared at the two of them eagerly, and said in a somewhat grotesque tone: "In your room, a man used to live, but the closet was full of women’s clothes, but in my room, a woman used to live in the closet It's full of men's clothes!"
Yan Yan glanced at Gao Yiyuan, then at the perfume bottle in He Xiao's hand, tapping his fingers on the tabletop rhythmically.
"I'm a little curious now, what will be in Jiang Bantong's bedroom?" (End of this chapter)