Live From The Murder Scene

At 8:25, Sanyao headquarters.

The firmament arrived outside the designated game room on time, was about to go in, and saw Fan Huai coming from a distance.

She waited specially at the door, and greeted Fan Huai when he passed by.

Qiu Cang smiled and said, "How's your work?"

Fan Huai pressed the button on his chest, took off his suit, exhaled, and smiled: "Not bad."

His department specializes in technical support, and there are a group of young people who are passionate about work but are not good at handling complex social relationships. Everyone is simple and stupid, and the smell of melon skin is permeated every day.

Fan Huai is currently in the learning stage. Under the guidance of his colleagues, he gradually came into contact with Sanyao's related businesses and Sanyao's entrepreneurial spirit... Although he felt that the entrepreneurial spirit did not matter, those people would dare to write in the background when they were crazy. The same humanities of their little boss also disguised as spam and sent them to the account of the victim, enjoying the pleasure of dancing on the tip of a knife.

Fan Huai liked this kind of life very much, but at the same time he was hesitant. He didn't know if he should tell his teacher that she was busy performing dog-blood romances in the brains of Sanyao staff every day.

#冷酷无情大魔王VS多情吻狗小娇夫#、#金天才脑VS世界第一最富人#、#Amorous tyrant: genius wife you don’t run#、#美佳人: There is no man I can’t fix#... …Sand sculptures like that.

Fan Huai took a deep look at the sky, and thought it was for granted.

Pollute her world.

The firmament read the complexity flashing on his face, a little inexplicable, changed the subject, and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Fan Huai did not make a sound and lowered his head slightly.

The copy of the murder case that Sanyao has made for a long time is finally going to be tested, and the protagonist is Fan Huai himself. It may be a cruel challenge for him to return to the scene of the year and face the plight at the time. However, the pain of suffering injustice was deeply engraved in his soul and was the source of all tragedies that followed. He had delusions countless times, what would be the result if he could get out of the detention center.

This kind of imagination is useless.

However, apart from himself, no one can help him out of this past.

"Nothing." Fan Huai raised his head and chuckled, "It's gone early."

The firmament is very serious: "I will bring you out."

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Welcome to the real live simulation game [Analysis of Murder Cases] (special time-limited copy), the identity you applied for is [Murder Hunter]. The memory related to the case has been blocked, please find out the real culprit based on the existing clues and complete the scene restoration.

Status: QC (You are now a public official.)

Player rating: 97 (you have beaten 99% of the people in the country!)

Compatibility with the role: 100% (You can play yourself without restrictions without discrediting your professional image.)

Plot progress: 50% (You caught a suspect, he looks suspicious.)

[Note] This game is automatically generated based on big data and criminal files. Please carefully identify the clues that appear in the game.

The familiar white mist of transition, shrouded in the eyes of the sky. Her brain was blank, and it failed to work at the first moment. Obviously, there were a lot of memories blocked this time. She frowned, adapted to this feeling, quickly flipped through the plot introduction, and then closed the interface.

The scene gradually became clear, revealing the original appearance of the surroundings.

She was sitting behind a desk, and sunlight pierced the window, illuminating the white writing board in front of her. There are more than a dozen photos posted on it, as well as various dense connections. It is obvious that the meeting has just ended and the case is concluded.

Qiu Cang lowered his head, turned his hand over the notebook that was on the tabletop, just opened, and read along the contents on it.

Before long, the door of the room was knocked.

The other person knocked politely, and walked in without waiting for her to respond.

Qiu Cang recognized He Jueyun, pointed to the opposite chair, and motioned for him to take a seat.

Even if nothing happened, the live broadcast room to which the firm belongs was already very lively. To be precise, this group of viewers have been overly excited for a long time, and before the firmament officially landed, they had already swiped the entire comment area.

A rough sweep is basically a large-scale confession site without discipline.

"Here is coming! Dad Tiantian, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Why are you coming out now? Your long-lost son will automatically become an adult. I won't recognize him again after stocking him?"

"If you don't show up, my wife, my children will not be able to raise them. You see, the children we have can form a country. [Moved]"

"Thinking about your 365 days!"

"My daughter is not a newcomer, right? Why is this monitor still following her?"

"I just said that this monitor has been using public for personal gain, and sure enough, he didn't guess wrong."

"It seems that the three generations of the ancestors and grandchildren of the firmament are all gathered in the comment area."

He Jueyun entered the office and received a system warning before he could speak.

[Due to too much reported information, it cannot be verified in time. Inspectors are asked to restrain their own behavior, and if any violations are found, they will be criticized. 】

He Jueyun was stunned. This was definitely the most unjust warning he had ever received. Song Shu and others must have written it.

He reflected on it carefully and felt that the worst thing he had done so far was to appear alive.

This text message in the station that obviously meant that the world would not be chaotic, and that there was only the sky in front of him... He Jueyun's little head turned and he thought he probably knew what was going on.

The firmament placed his hands on the table, moved the notebook forward a bit, his eyes still stuck on it. After waiting for a while, He Jueyun didn't hear He Jueyun speak, a puzzled syllable in his mouth.

He stretched his hands to her ears, carefully kept the fragments from her forehead behind her ears, and then pulled her collar to straighten it, not even letting go of the folds at the corners.

His movements were slow, as if he was deliberately pulling for a long time. The angle of view in the live broadcast room stayed on He Jueyun's well-knotted hands, and even his seemingly nonchalant movements of grazing the side of the sky were clearly photographed, which made the picture particularly ambiguous.

The most important thing is that the firmament did not escape.

The comment area, which was originally gagging, fell completely into madness after a century of freezing.

Netizens shouted in unison. The exclamation point and the messy emoticon flew through the small box like a waterfall.

"Damn old thief! Insult my father!"

"I'll just say it! I'll just say it! I'm gone!"

"Is Sanyao still looking for someone? The kind of supervisor. I can go to work for free. [Smile]"

"Why don't you squeeze his dog's head? Ah? Dad, you have changed!"

"no no!!"

At this time, the complaints from the backstage really flew like snowflakes. Song Shu and others were in a hurry, swallowing blood and tears, and almost wanted to kneel down for He Jueyun.

Do evil!

He Jueyun received a crying expression of begging for mercy in the background, and then withdrew his hand in satisfaction and smiled at the sky. He took out the notebook and started to talk business.

"At about 9:30 pm on September 21, the deceased Liu, a female, was killed in the back alley of the HY community. She was hit with three knives in the chest, all of which were very deep, and one of them was pierced. The liver is fatal.

"The murder weapon has not been found for the time being, but according to the results of the forensic autopsy, it should be a polished fruit knife with a very sharp front end and a smooth cutting edge. Part of the blade was broken and left in the body of the deceased. On the whole, it was very large. It may be a pre-murder case.

"At 5:30 the next morning, Liu's body was found by early residents nearby and called the police. When the police arrived at the scene, the scene had been extensively damaged."

He Jueyun put a row of photos in front of her.

The photos record the scene of the crime from all angles.

As it rained just last night, the ground was very muddy. The remaining traces last night were washed away by rain, and the fresh footprints of the morning were left.

There are many messy footprints surrounding the body, and the depth of those marks is known to be left after the body was discovered. The nearby residents did not know how to protect the crime scene, which made it difficult to obtain evidence at the scene.

The firmament turned over the photos one by one, and finally fixed them on the body of the dead.

The woman closed her eyes tightly, her face was swollen from the rain, and her whole body was blue and white.

The sky asked: "Are there any fighting injuries on the deceased?"

"No."

"Did anyone around you hear the call for help?"

"No. The rain was heavy last night, and most people had their doors and windows closed at home. In addition, the murder site was very close to the road, and many nearby residents were elderly people. We visited around and everyone said they didn't hear anything."

He Jueyun demonstrated it with his hand: "The knife edge of the deceased was cut from the front, and the deceased did not resist. In other words, the murderer suddenly attacked, but the deceased was completely unprepared. The opponent was probably someone she knew. There is a knife edge in the middle, the position is lower, the angle is inclined upward, so when the crime happened, the two should be standing on the steps and the other under the steps. After the murderer stabbed the deceased, he quickly pressed the deceased to the ground and blocked it with his hand. Stopped her mouth and quickly chased her twice to ensure her death, and then ran away in a hurry."

He Jueyun took out a map and marked it with a red marker: "The escape route may be like this. Two witnesses happened to see the murderer leave."

The distance between the two sightings is quite far, and the route is a bit tortuous if connected by a red line.

The firmament looked at the icon and rubbed his chin with his left hand unconsciously.

"According to the witness's confession, we restored the clothes that the murderer wore that day, and used this as a standard to investigate and quickly found another witness. The other witness has opened a shop near the HY community for more than ten years. He provided us with Named a suspect."

He Jueyun put up the last photo.

"Ning Dongdong. 16 years old, now in high school."

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Happy Tanabata~

The dead Kong Zhongling-pseudonym Liu Lu

Suspect Fan Huai-pseudonym Ning Dongdong