Forensic without kites

Chapter 102 Blood on the Nib (5)

The bitter wind stopped, and the faint golden light of the winter sun hit him, and he seemed to be walking from a painting.

He stood there without doing anything.The cigarette butt was about to burn out in his slender fingertips.And he lowered his head, frowned slightly, and drooped two rows of thick and slender eyelashes, wondering what he was thinking.

Ahead, there is a pile of snow that has not yet melted away.

Wu Yuan saw that his tall and deep side face was set against the pile of snow, and there was a sense of alienation in the quietness, and there was an indescribable demeanor of everyone.

He stood there for a long time, until the cigarette at his fingertips burned out, then he threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on the spark with his toes.

Gu Jingnian turned around, his indifferent eyes swept across the opposite floor lightly, and then strode into the door.

Throw the crumpled paper cup into the trash can.

Wuyuan walked towards the meeting room.

It was rare that Zhang Ting was there.

"Hehe, Wuyuan, I heard that an unknown corpse was found? How is the situation?"

She said nothing.

Aobai came over from the side, "Hey, section chief, did something happen again yesterday? Could it be that someone died just after I came back from vacation?"

Wuyuan ignored him.

He didn't care, and asked Gu Jingnian instead, "Captain, what happened yesterday? Is it serious? How many people died?"

"Ziqian."

The man said something in a low voice.

Zhang Ziqian hurriedly stood up from the chair, opened a folder on the computer, and a piece of information about the missing person appeared on the screen.

"Through the restoration of the appearance of the skull, a missing person was found."

"Mu Xiaoyan, 22 years old, from Hangzhou. She used to be a shopping guide in a shopping mall in BJ's. Her monthly income is 4. The salary is not considered high, and she can only provide food and clothing. Six months ago, according to her colleagues, this Mu Xiaoyan suddenly She wore a Chanel dress, used the same brand of perfume, and became quite generous. Later, she suddenly stopped coming to work, and she couldn’t get through the phone, but everyone thought she had tied up some rich money. I don't think there is anything."

"This Mu Xiaoyan is a single-parent family. She lived with her mother since she was a child. Her mother passed away two years ago. So, no one has discovered her death until now."

Zhang Ziqian clicked the mouse again, and said: "This is Mu Xiaoyan's call records six months ago. She doesn't have many calls, and one of her mailing addresses is very suspicious, and she always sends out signals in the city center. I checked It’s over, this number is empty now. The murderer has discarded this calling card long ago, and we have cut off the clues about this.”

Gu Jingnian pondered for a moment.

"Did anyone see who she was dating?"

"No. According to Mu Xiaoyan's colleagues, every time she answered the phone, she would go to the bathroom to listen. Moreover, the man who gave her the money never showed up in front of others."

Wuyuan's slender and white fingers lightly pressed the tabletop, her brows were slightly frowned, and she asked, "How's her social background?"

"Very good, very popular, very kind, never blush with others, and get along well with colleagues. It's just a bit greedy."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, a little suspicious: "Love is greedy for petty gains, could it be that he was abducted by someone?"

Wuyuan glanced at him.

Just as he was about to say something, the man who had been meditating all this time said in a low voice: "Ziqian, start with Mu Xiaoyan's luxuries, determine a large area, and then narrow it down. In addition, the clothes left on the scene, see if they can Find any clues from the brand on the clothes."

With a move in her heart, she looked up at him.

But he moved his thin lips, and his voice was low and hoarse with tiredness: "The hair of the deceased is gone. I always feel that this case is not so simple. The seemingly casually discarded corpse is actually passing Some sort of message. The killer...was less benign than we thought."

(End of this chapter)