Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 277 has switched again.
When Su Miaoyi saw the item, Zhuang Yanzheng went out for a while.

Based on the buildings and the direction of the surrounding environment and crops, a rough area was determined.

Since a murder occurred, and Su Miaoyi did not witness the process of the murderer hiding and burying the body, she should have reported it to the police.

Based on some characteristics of the case, checking the police report might reveal some clues.

Zhuang Yanzheng made the arrangements and also spoke with Meng Shuyi.

Since this involves a different location and the search area is quite large, we need to contact Director Meng.

When he returned to his office, he found several people standing by the window.

Hearing the door open, they glanced at him, said nothing, and then looked at Su Miaoyi.

Su Miaoyi stood by the window, still looking southwest.

All four of them were looking at her.

After a while, she suddenly wanted to walk forward.

My foot kicked the wall again.

Although the window was closed, Lu Zhishen and Chu Xingrou instinctively grabbed her arm.

However, Su Miaoyi continued forward, and because her arm was being pulled, her upper body lurched forward.

Yan Cheng immediately placed his hand on the glass.

Su Miaoyi's head bumped against his palm.

A muffled thud.

After the collision, Su Miaoyi stopped walking forward.

Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she glanced around.

She didn't feel as bad as usual; her reaction was quite normal.

It's just too ordinary.

Because she looked left and right, as if she didn't see them at all.

"Sister Miaomiao?" Chu Xingrou called out to her.

Su Miaoyi acted as if she hadn't heard.

His eyes were looking around, but his expression remained blank.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked, looking at her.

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked into her eyes and felt that she was looking at him, yet he also felt that she wasn't.

He felt that she seemed a little out of it.

Su Miaoyi looked at him for a while, then slowly raised her hands and looked at them.

Her fingers were trembling slightly.

"Su Miaoyi?" Zhuang Yanzheng called out to her.

As soon as he finished shouting, Su Miaoyi's tears fell straight to the floor.

Zhuang Yanzheng's pupils contracted.

Su Miaoyi looked at her hands: "I don't know, I didn't know it was him."

"Who is it?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"Senior brother, senior brother," Su Miaoyi's voice was somewhat muffled.

Lu Zhishen and Chu Xingrou were both completely bewildered.

Yan Cheng suddenly thought of a specific person.

"Su Miaoyi." Zhuang Yanzheng grabbed her shoulders and shook her to try and bring her back to her senses. "Su Miaoyi."

"Senior Brother is dead." Su Miaoyi looked up at him, her expression still blank and dazed, but her eyes were red. "Vice Captain, Senior Brother Ye is dead. It was me, it was me."

She suddenly covered her head with both hands, and the next second, she suddenly felt all her strength give way and was about to collapse.

Zhuang Yanzheng immediately helped her up.

The other three people also reached out to help her. Su Miaoyi tilted her head back slightly and closed her eyes briefly.

When Zhuang Yanzheng tried to help her to the sofa, Su Miaoyi grabbed Zhuang Yanzheng's arm and used it to steady herself.

Zhuang Yanzheng paused, and the four of them looked at her.

Su Miaoyi glanced at the four of them, then pulled her arm out of Zhuang Yanzheng's grasp and took a few steps back.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her with a cold, indifferent gaze, as if she were looking at everyone else as if they were trash.

Lu Zhishen's brow twitched twice.

The two suddenly looked at each other.

"Sister Miaomiao, are you alright?" Chu Xingrou asked her worriedly.

Su Miaoyi looked at her.

Chu Xingrou looked into her eyes and sensed something was wrong with her. She felt a sense of pressure.

"Sister Miaomiao?" Chu Xingrou's voice was a little softer.

Su Miaoyi looked at her for two more seconds, then reached out and hooked her chin.

Chu Xingrou was startled.

Zhuang Yanzheng turned around halfway without saying a word and then turned back.

Regardless of which personality they are, they all enjoy teasing little girls.

“That…” Zhuang Yanzheng’s voice caught her attention.

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

"What happened?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"I just saw that ghost mask again in the footage," Su Miaoyi said in a calm, cold voice.

"You can see it too?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

“We are one person, why can’t I see it?” Su Miaoyi said.

Chu Xingrou looked at her and felt like she had been kicked out of the group chat again, and she could no longer understand what they were saying.

Yan Cheng looked at her.

He had heard Zhuang Yanzheng say that she had two personalities.

Su Miaoyi glanced at Yan Cheng and continued, "I saw it from the perspective of the deceased. The deceased was injected with some kind of drug that caused hallucinations. I saw a masked person inject something into the deceased's arm, and then the images seen by the deceased began to distort."

"So what I saw was distorted. I heard a voice guiding me. The voice was saying, 'The girl I found for you is right ahead, do you see her? She's right there. See that bed over there? She's on the bed.'"

"Then the deceased let out some nauseating laughter." Su Miaoyi's tone was full of disgust, as if she would kill the person laughing in front of her. "Guided by that voice, the deceased actually saw a girl in her hallucination."

As she spoke, a murderous glint appeared in her eyes.

Several of them were looking at her.

"The deceased had a vivid and disturbing vision. The voice kept urging him forward until he fell into the water."

“The murderer was leading him to commit suicide,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

“Hmm,” Su Miaoyi said, “After falling into the water, the deceased was still hallucinating for half a minute, still laughing. Half a minute later, he suddenly struggled. Until he had no strength left, he closed his eyes.”

"Did he jump into the river or the lake?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

“A well,” Su Miaoyi said. “A very large well, it should still be in use.”

“Rural area, wooden houses, surrounded by mountains, with a well.” Zhuang Yanzheng said, and the scope of the investigation was gradually narrowing down.

"It might be due to drug-induced hallucinations; the voice that led the deceased to commit suicide was sometimes a man's voice and sometimes a woman's voice," Su Miaoyi said.

“Some medications can cause this,” Yan Cheng said.

"It was nighttime when the masked person injected the drug into the deceased. The room was very dark, and you could only vaguely see the red mask," Su Miaoyi recalled.

"Is it the same mask I saw this morning?" Lu Zhishen asked.

“It looks like the same person to me.” Su Miaoyi said, then paused for a moment before continuing, “The deceased was a man. Judging from his lewd laughter, he must have been around fifty-seven or fifty-eight years old. When the masked man injected him with the drug, his hands and feet weren’t bound, but he didn’t resist either. He didn’t show any fear or struggle when he saw the masked man.”

(End of this chapter)