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

Chapter 378 More Than One

Zhuang Yanzheng drew back the curtains.

The three people were walking forward when they saw the body and all of them instinctively stopped for a moment.

There should be a swing hanging above the balcony.

The swing was now thrown against the wall, and where it used to hang, strips of cloth were tied, and people were suspended there, as if they had been hanged.

It was a woman, her face covered in blood, blood that had flowed from her head and had already dried.

Her hair was a mess, and there were many threads sewn together with the fabric that was suspending her on top of her head.

Their fingernails were also pulled out.

There was a small pool of blood beneath the body.

Lu Zhishen suddenly coughed.

His cough brought all three of them back to their senses.

Lu Zhishen clenched his right fist, put it to his mouth, and turned his head away to cough.

Su Miaoyi patted his back: "Are you alright?"

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "The survey kit is in the car, go and get it."

Lu Zhishen left without saying a word.

Zhuang Yanzheng first called Yan Cheng and asked him to bring a few people over. Then he took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on: "Xingrou, go get the survey kit. Let Lu Zhishen rest downstairs for a while."

Looking at this scene, Lu Zhishen must have been reminded of his mother.

"Okay." Chu Xingrou also went downstairs.

Su Miaoyi walked closer and looked at the corpse. The clothes on the corpse were the same as those worn by one of the people she had seen in the picture.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at the bloodstains on the window, then at the corpse.

Su Miaoyi understood what he was looking at: "She doesn't have any wounds on her body that could cause this splattering of blood."

After she finished speaking, the two looked at each other.

Then the two of them walked outside.

First, they looked around the entire banquet hall from the east and west sides.

Although the banquet hall was large, it had a wide view with no obstructions, so everyone could see it all in no time.

They met at the stairwell, and Chu Xingrou came up with her survey kit.

"You two go upstairs, I'll watch downstairs," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Chu Xingrou didn't know what had happened, but she immediately followed Su Miaoyi.

Su Miaoyi took gloves from the survey kit, put them on, and went up to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor appears to be guest rooms.

The first room was empty; it didn't look like anyone had lived there.

The second room looked like it was inhabited.

As she entered the room, she casually pushed open the bathroom door and peeked inside.

The bathroom in the guest room is not very big; you can see the whole thing inside just by standing at the door.

The bathroom area has frosted glass.

Su Miaoyi saw a hand.

She rushed into the bathroom, and when she got to the shower, she found another body in the bathtub.

She was also a woman.

The clothes she was wearing were the same as those of another person she saw in the picture.

The woman lay in the bathtub, her hands and arms resting on the edge of the tub, her face pale and her makeup ruined.

Su Miaoyi examined the body and found no external injuries. Rigor mortis had begun to subside, and the time of death should be around thirty-six hours ago.

She looked around the room briefly, then left to continue her search elsewhere.

The splattered blood on the third-floor window was likely caused by a relatively large wound.

The body on the third-floor balcony had no wounds, and the body in the fourth-floor bathtub also had no wounds.

There are likely still bodies.

"Sister Miaomiao, we've searched all over there, but we can't find it," Chu Xingrou said.

"Le Yan!" Zhuang Yanzheng shouted from downstairs.

"What's wrong?" Su Miaoyi asked.

“There’s a body in the master bedroom on the second floor, male,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “There’s also one in the guest bedroom bathroom on the fourth floor, female,” Su Miaoyi said. “Xingrou and I will go to the fifth floor to take another look.”

"Row."

The two went to the fifth floor, but there was nothing there, and it seemed that no one had come up to the fifth floor for a while.

The two went downstairs and went straight to the second floor.

Upon entering the master bedroom, the body was found on the bed.

Su Miaoyi and Chu Xingrou stood at the foot of the bed, staring at the corpse on it, both of them frozen in place.

Chu Xingrou was a little speechless. She felt her stomach churning and she felt like vomiting.

The bed sheets were almost entirely stained red with blood.

The man was only wearing underwear, and the rest of his body was covered in blood. All the flesh on his body had been cut off, and those "pieces of flesh" were lying on the ground.

They're everywhere—in this patch, in that patch, big and small.

In many places, the bones of the deceased's limbs were exposed. Visually, it appeared that only the head and the part covered by underwear remained of the man; the rest was almost entirely skeleton.

There was a long and deep wound on his neck.

The entire bedroom looked like an execution ground.

It's too gory.

Chu Xingrou always thought she was used to all sorts of scenes, but this one was just too bloody.

She really couldn't take it anymore. She stood there for a while, then looked down at the pieces of meat at her feet. She couldn't hold it in any longer and ran out to vomit.

Having worked for so many years, Zhuang Yanzheng felt that the level of gore at this scene was among the top three.

The blood had dried, and the edges of those "meat slices" were also dry.

"Have you looked at the other rooms?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"I checked, the other rooms are normal," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi stood there for a while: "I also want to go out and throw up for a while."

"Let's go together," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

The two went outside the bedroom together.

Chu Xingrou has finished vomiting and returned.

"Are you feeling better?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"It's alright now," Chu Xingrou said.

Su Miaoyi was indeed feeling a bit unwell, but she couldn't vomit: "Let's wait for Yan Cheng to come here."

This level of difficulty can only be handled by Yan Cheng.

“Okay. Put the ones from the third floor down first,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"it is good."

The three of them prepared to go upstairs.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked around, took out the occult blood blue light reagent from the survey kit, and sprayed some from the bedroom door to the stairs and then to the third floor.

Blue light was observed.

“The bloodstains look like they were dragged,” Chu Xingrou said.

“The murderer moved the body,” Su Miaoyi said. “There was a deep and long wound on the body’s neck, and the blood splattered on the third-floor window may have been his.”

"But why move the body?" Chu Xingrou said. "There was a lot of blood on the third-floor window. The amount of bleeding must have been considerable. Moving it down from upstairs would have taken a lot of effort. Why would you do that?"

“Indeed, why move the body?” Su Miaoyi said.

The three people exchanged a few words, took pictures of the body on the third floor, and then planned to lower the body down first.

Upon inspection, Su Miaoyi discovered that the threads sewn onto the cloth strips had passed through the deceased's scalp at the other end.

There were many threads, densely packed together, passing through the scalp and sewn onto the strips of cloth that held the corpse.

The deceased had also suffered a severe blow to the head, hence the blood on his face.

"We have to be careful when putting him down," Su Miaoyi said.

If you're not careful, those threads will rip off the dead person's scalp.

They carefully laid the deceased down on the ground.

All three of them were covered in sweat.

At this moment, Lu Zhishen said from the third-floor stairwell, "The murder weapon was found in the basement."

(End of this chapter)