"Where did she go?" Mu Qin looked around the dilapidated corridor and couldn't see the female teacher. He couldn't help asking Cheng Guoxu and Qiu Zijia beside him, "Didn't you see where she went?"
"God knows where I went, I didn't see anyone when I came out." Qiu Zijia was depressed and angry at the same time, "What's the matter with this woman, she promised to keep the wind out of the door and not run around, and just ignore it?"
"Could it be taken away by someone?" Mu Qin said and looked at Cheng Guoxu. When they searched, Cheng Guoxu was the closest to the door, so they should be able to see Han Li's movements.
Cheng Guoxu understood Mu Qin's eyes, shook his head at Mu Qin and said, "I didn't see where she went. It feels like she was there one second before, and disappeared the next second."
"This is troublesome." Cheng Guoxu's words made Mu Qin frown in embarrassment.
And Qiu Zijia said: "Leave her alone, since she falls behind, it means she is looking for death."
"What I want to know is whether she left by herself or was taken away by someone. If it's the former, we can ignore it. But if it's the latter..." Mu Qin sighed, "it will be very troublesome."
Qiu Zijia said, "Do you think that woman will leave by herself?"
"I don't know." Mu Qin shook his head.
As soon as Mu Qin finished speaking, everyone suddenly heard a sharp scream from the stairwell at the end of the corridor.
The scream was obviously a female voice, and Mu Qin and the others instantly recognized Han Li's voice. They looked at each other, Qiu Zijia was still a little hesitant, but Mu Qin had already walked towards the source of the sound.
"Wait a minute!" Qiu Zijia reached out his hand intentionally to stop Mu Qin from letting him go, and said at the same time, "Don't go there, what if it's a trap?"
Mu Qin turned to look at Qiu Zijia: "So you don't want to save her, do you?"
Qiu Zijia was a little embarrassed, so he didn't answer. He really didn't want to save Han Li. To put it bluntly, Qiu Zijia was not a righteous person. In the face of possible and unknown dangers, he just wanted to protect himself.
Mu Qin didn't speak, he stared at Qiu Zijia with his dark and deep eyes, he was so calm that Qiu Zijia couldn't help feeling terrified.
Qiu Zijia noticed that Mu Qin seemed to be too calm. Since they met for the first time just now, Mu Qin's face has not changed much. Whether it is a smile, anger, or surprised expression, he is always calm, and his tone is also cold.
Mnuchin said: "This is the second floor. There are five floors in this apartment. There is only one staircase at the left end of the corridor. Unless we jump from the window in the corridor, it is impossible for us to go up or down. Go through that stairwell."
"And Han Li's voice came from the stairwell just now. No matter what, if you don't want to be blocked here, you have to go." Mu Qin said and looked towards the end of the corridor, where the lights in the corridor seemed to be Something went wrong, flickering on and off.
Han Li didn't make any other sounds after that scream, and the entire apartment building in the orphanage fell into a deathly silence.
Mu Qin took the lead. He casually broke off a piece of steel pipe from the heating pipe on the side of the corridor near the window as a weapon. The steel pipe was so corroded that it was easy to break off.
Cheng Guoxu and Qiu Zijia followed behind him. They walked towards the stairwell lightly and quickly, and then found that the lights at the corner of the stairwell had been turned off by someone. They had all turned on the lights when they came up. That's right.
"Han Li!?" Mu Qin yelled into the pitch-black stairwell, his voice echoed in the narrow corridor, but no response could be heard.
It would be nice to have a flashlight.
Mu Qin thought so, but had no choice but to hold the rusty steel pipe in his hand, bent his back against the wall, and began to walk downstairs.
Qiu Zijia and Cheng Guoxu behind stood at the stairs and hesitated for a while, then tiptoed to follow.
Mu Qin leaned against the wall and went down a flight of stairs, and touched the light switch at the corner of the stairwell. At this moment, Mu Qin smelled a strange fishy smell in the air. Ready, so he pressed the switch, illuminating this small area.
"My god!" Qiu Zijia yelled in horror when the light was turned on. He jumped three feet high, and he couldn't help sticking to Mu Qin's back.
In front of them, a man who didn't know whether he was dead or alive was lying on the steps at the corner of the stairs. The man was covered in blood, and the blood was splashed on the wall. There was a very huge wound on his back, which was obviously used by someone. Scratched by sharp objects.
The man seemed to have struggled for a long time before he died, and bloody handprints were left on the wall by his side.
"He...is he dead?" Qiu Zijia has hardly seen blood in his twenty-eight years of life. His family conditions are good, and his parents are very doting. He has hardly been asked to do heavy work, and he has never killed a chicken , let alone seeing such a bloody dead man suddenly.
At this moment, Qiu Zijia was trembling with fear, and hid behind Mu Qin trembling, but Cheng Guoxu next to him was much calmer than him, although Cheng Guoxu's face was also a little pale.
Mu Qin stabilized his mind a little, walked over and squatted down, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse on the other's neck, his hand was a little warm, maybe it was still warm after he died, but he couldn't feel the pulse.
Mu Qin said solemnly: "It seems that he is dead."
Qiu Zijia tremblingly said: "This guy is not Han Li, he looks like a man."
"It's not Xu Fu either. It doesn't have the same body shape. It should be the one that Xu Fu said has not been found among the six people." Mu Qin said, reaching out and grabbing the arm of the corpse, trying to turn him over to see his face.
"No, he's covered in blood!" Qiu Zijia seemed frightened and wanted to stop Mu Qin, but Mu Qin had already turned him over. But turning it over is useless, because after turning it over, everyone found that the face of the corpse was also covered in blood. It seemed that a particularly large gash had been scratched, from the left eye to the right chin, so the whole face was covered with flesh and blood. vague.
Qiu Zijia leaned his head to look at the horrible face of the corpse, and couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands: "Oh my god, it's so miserable, I can't see what it looks like at all."
Mu Qin didn't pay attention to this. He carefully observed the body shape of the dead body. The body shape of the deceased was actually very good. He should be about 1.8 meters tall, with strong arms, chest and abdomen. Mu Qin pulled the other party's sleeves and When the placket is worn, you can see the tight and strong muscles.
Such a man of good height and physique should not be killed easily, especially when he didn't make any sound before he died.
Just now Mu Qin, Qiu Zijia and others were searching on the second floor, but this man died at the corner of the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.
If he struggled and called for help, Mu Qin and the others could hear him.
Unless this stairwell is not the first scene of death, someone killed this guy and dragged his body to the corner of the stairs.
However, this behavior was meaningless, time-consuming and laborious, and Mu Qin couldn't think of a reason for the murderer to do this.
Mu Qin, who was thinking, couldn't help but grabbed the arm of the corpse, pulled the collar of his clothes, and looked carefully, trying to find more details from the corpse.
Then, Muqin discovered that the fatal wound on the corpse should be a deep opening in the neck, which may have damaged his carotid artery, so there was a lot of blood on the scene, everywhere on the ground and walls.
Mu Qin is not a forensic doctor, so he can't identify the newness and oldness of these injuries, but he guesses that this person may have encountered the so-called "killer" or "ghost", and then was stabbed in the neck by the ghost. He clutched his neck and wanted to escape. However, the ghost left him with more injuries on his face and back.
Because the neck was cut, the vocal cords may have been damaged, so they did not make a sound for help. This is why Mu Qin and others did not hear the sound on the second floor.
and…
Mu Qin followed the blood stains under the corpse and looked down the stairs. This person may have come from the courtyard outside. A lot of blood dripped on his way here. Following these blood stains, he should be able to find the first place where this person was attacked. a scene.
Qiu Zijia has also calmed down a little now, and he is not trembling like before. Although his face is still pale, he still has the courage to cover his mouth and nose and squat beside Mu Qin.
"The female teacher probably screamed when she saw the corpse." Qiu Zijia said to Mu Qin in a muffled voice, "Maybe she also saw the killer, so she ran away."
Mu Qin declined to comment on Qiu Zijia's opinion, and he was still observing the corpse.
"There are two footprints." Mu Qin said suddenly.
Qiu Zijia didn't react: "What?"
Mu Qin pointed to the bloodstain next to the corpse, on which there were obvious footprints left by his feet stepping on the bloodstain.
"One is a woman's." Mu Qin pointed to the smaller-looking footprint, and then pointed to the obviously larger footprint next to it, "This one should belong to the killer."
"The two footprints are very close to each other, and the woman's footprints disappeared within a few steps. I'm afraid they were caught by the killer and carried away." Mu Qin deduced what might have happened at the scene based on the simple traces.
And Qiu Zijia looked at Mu Qin in shock: "Brother, you are amazing, are you a soldier or a detective?"
Mu Qin sighed and said, "This is the basic investigative ability."
After speaking, Mu Qin stood up from the corpse. He was still holding the corpse's arm, and subconsciously wanted to let go. However, at this moment, whether it was Mu Qin's illusion, Mu Qin felt the arm of the corpse in his hand tremble suddenly.
This surprised Mu Qin, his eyes widened suddenly, and he lowered his head to stare at the corpse.
But the corpse was still a corpse. This man who looked good was already lying on the ground and turned into a piece of dead flesh that was beginning to rot.
Perhaps a muscular contraction response to postmortem nerve twitches. Mu Qin thought to himself, but still squinted his eyes and stared at the corpse for a long time.
Until Qiu Zijia next to him felt that something was wrong, he nervously watched the wind and grass around him, the sky had completely darkened, and it started to rain, the air became damp and cold, and he could faintly hear the raindrops falling on the concrete floor and dirt floor sound.