I'm a delivery man, it's reasonable for me to be at the crime scene

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of the people who live here are foreigners.

They were shocked when they saw three bodies hanging from electric fans.

"It's ...... What's the situation?" Wang An sighed.

Fan Xiaorou clenched her mask tightly and said coldly: "The blood is starting to coagulate, we must find out as soon as possible." "

She walked in with the tracers, and the foul smell was disgusting.

Several of them had their eyes open, their tongues exposed, their eyes starting to become bloodshot, and their temples were oozing blood.

"All three were shot in the temple and hung up, and they were probably about eighteen years old. Jiang Chen said.

The group of people silently turned their heads and were shocked to see the familiar face.

Fan Xiaorou's heart: I'll go, it's you again, do you kid have any magic?

Wang An: Why is this kid always at the scene of the crime?

Tracer: It's the familiar face again.

Seeing a group of people all showing unbelievable faces.

Jiang Chen knew what they were talking about.

Why are you again? Are you poisoned?

"I... I'm bored delivering food this morning, that's it. Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.

Wang An narrowed his eyes and asked, "Let you rest, you go to deliver takeaways, do you love it very much?"

When the time comes, if there is any plainclothes position, let him do it directly and send someone to the enemy's side.

It is estimated that a bad guy then dies.

"Uh......" Jiang Chen wanted to say, there is no good excuse for this, it is just boring to stay at home, who knows that there will be a murder.

Wang An doesn't care about him, the most important thing is to find out the identities of several people.

"Well, what happened to the gun?" Jiang Chen asked.

"You don't need to check, let's do it here first. "

Jiang Chen didn't ask any more, mainly because he saw him with a straight face, and he was probably angry about his own takeaway.

Others take vacations to travel and relax, while their unique hobby is food delivery.

Wang An handed him latex gloves, looking like you were dragging and really wanted to smoke you to death.

"You kid, go see the temple when you have time. "

Jiang Chen said helplessly: "Don't you have to go to see Conan? "

"Trust the science. He said.

Although there is a detective system, it can't prevent accidents from happening, and pretending to be forced will solve the case.

Wang An just laughed when he heard this.

For Jiang Chen, these words were mostly confidence.

"Who are the witnesses?" Wang An asked.

"It's a girl, and she's friends with all three. Jiang Chen pointed to the person sitting on the stairs.

The girl's name is Chen Shumin, and now she is so frightened that she is so depressed that her tears are not flowing down.

Wang An stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Chen, who wanted to enter the scene of the crime.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen frowned.

"You go and comfort. Wang An said.

"Ahh

"It's an order, rounded, you young people have something to talk about. "

Jiang Chen: "???".

Am I still young? I just learned that Chen Shumin is only 18 years old, and now there is a 7-year difference in communication, how can I say it?

Wang Ancai ignored Jiang Chen and walked straight to the house.

"Okay, I'm going to make some problems for myself. "

Jiang Chen squatted down to give her a tissue, and Chen Shumin's lips trembled with fright.

"Little sister, are you alright?" he said softly.

Chen Shumin trembled all over, and her body moved to the right, as if she was resisting the person in front of her.

"Are you classmates?" Jiang Chen asked.

Chen Shumin shook her head slightly, and soon nodded again.

Jiang Chen frowned, his body movements can judge a person's character, and when he immediately denied it, he quickly affirmed it, which showed that he had a secret in his heart.

She kept her head down, cried, and asked intermittently throughout the whole process.

"What are you here for?" Jiang Chen asked.

Chen Shumin clasped her arms with her hands and buried her head in the crook of her arm.

"I'm here to play. She said.

Jiang Chen was stunned, this subconscious action seemed to be self-protecting.

From the various behaviors just now, the girl was resisting all over, as if she was afraid of herself.

He found a policewoman, Chen Yingying, to communicate.

Jiang Chen stood aside and watched the two talk.

"Little sister, are you okay?" asked Chen Yingying softly.

Chen Shumin raised her head, her face was covered with hair, and her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Sister, I'm so scared. She cried and stretched out her hand to hug someone.

Jiang Chen only understood now, it turned out that he was so fierce that he couldn't even comfort a little girl.

Come on, don't expect to coax the gold lord Su Zhiyao.

Huh, what am I thinking?

It's crazy to think of her in this situation.

Chen Yingying comforted: "It's okay, my sister is here." "

When witnesses see the body, their first reaction is surprise, followed by fear.

In this case, a psychiatrist is also needed to mediate, otherwise it will be a shadow for a lifetime.

It is a post-traumatic stress disorder, and the girl is still young and needs to be treated quickly.

"Contacting her family, I went in first. Jiang Chen said.

Chen Yingying: "Okay. "

......

Jiang Chen lowered his head and saw a bullet casing fall to the ground.

Take a look at it, it's very familiar.

"Colt bullet casing?".

Wang An immediately turned around when he heard the voice.

"Did you find anything?" he asked.

"Well, it's this type of gun again, let's focus on investigating the source, did you ask Chen Lina when you interrogated him?".

"I won't say it. "

Jiang Chen asked, "Then let me try it?" I think I should be able to ask. "

Wang An reminded: "Just ask, don't worry about the rest." "

He also didn't tell Jiang Chen that plainclothes were investigating guns on the black market, and if he interfered too much, he was afraid that it would bring more trouble.

Jiang Chen raised his voice.

When I walked into the house, I found that there were fallen cigarette butts everywhere and wine bottles everywhere.

The victim's home feels sloppy.

Psychologically, the situation of furniture can show some personality, such people are lazy and have a chaotic private life.

Judging from the whole scene, people are also invited to play at home, what are you playing?

Chen Shumin hasn't asked all the questions yet.

"Yingying, you take a good look at her, I'll interrogate her later. Jiang Chen said to her.

"Well, I see. "

Chen Shumin will be quiet for a long time, without crying, sluggish.

Chen Yingying can only lead people downstairs, and has already contacted the psychiatrist and family members.

Wang An looked around and asked Jiang Chen, "Have you found anything?"

Jiang Chen was on the TV side and saw a bunch of ultra-high-definition 3D discs, which said that if it is not high-definition, the money will be refunded.

"Are the victims three people, living together?".

"The building is rented. Wang An replied.

Jiang Chen saw a group photo of three people next to the TV.

Flipping through the back, it reads Akun Adi Anan.

Judging from the photos, the shooting location is the Red Star Orphanage, are they orphans?

"The time of death of the deceased was around five to seven o'clock in the morning. "

"The bleeding wasn't that much, and the corpse stiffened for two hours. "

"Specifically, we need to go back to the dissection room. "

Jiang Chen raised his voice and handed the bullet to the tracer.

"Xiaojun is checking the identities of several people. Wang An said.

Jiang Chen raised his head, and the three ropes were tied to the middle to fix the position of the electric fan.

The killer first shot the other person and then hung the person on it.

The height of the ceiling fan is almost 4 meters to the ground.

It takes tools to lift people up.

Wang An also followed his gaze and said softly, "This can't be a giant, right?"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly: "How do you say this?"

"If you think about it, how high do you think a person will be when he is lifted up and hung around his neck?"

"The average height of the victim is about 175, if the murderer is taller than him, can the person be lifted?".

Wang An's speculation made Jiang Chen cry and laugh.

Soon, he felt that something was wrong.

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