Forensic without kites

Chapter 140 Blood on the Nib (43)

The man shook her shoulders with a little force, and Wuyuan's slender body swayed violently like a weeping willow under his eager palm.

Her face was pale, her hands were limply drooping by her legs, but her dull eyes passed over the heroic man in front of her, and stopped at the gray wall behind him.

Seeing her standing motionless and sluggishly, Gu Jingnian was so anxious that his subordinates couldn't help but increase their strength.

"Wei Wuyuan! Speak!"

He began to lose his patience, calling her name in a low voice.

And she was finally shaken awake by him.

His eyes moved from the white wall in front to his slightly anxious face, he pointed out amidst the noise, and said softly, "Look there, there is something on the wall."

The force on the shoulders was suddenly withdrawn, and the surrounding was a little quiet.She saw a mass of astonishment gradually appearing in his eyes, the man lowered his head, his dark eyes sank, he took a deep look at her, and turned his head suddenly.

At this time, someone finally reacted and let out a terrified scream.

Steep hills hid the bleak sky.

This is a barren and endless dryland, ferocious beasts hover around, and there are unfathomable traps everywhere.The desolate walker who was stripped of his clothes was looking up and crying in despair, the wrath of God forced him to cut himself open with his ten fingers.The yellow fat was ripped off, revealing the bloody internal organs.The intestines were hanging down on the rough boulder below, and the blood was flowing... and the god who stood on the boulder and looked down at him was showing a sinister smile.

The blood painting is here again.

In just a few strokes, the reader's fear is stranded.

The sound of inhalation rises and falls in this cold and narrow air.

During the short period of time when the power was cut off, the murderer mixed into the crowd and quickly drew a picture on the wall with a pen.

"Team, captain, this blood painting is actually a portrayal of the last deceased! The last deceased was disemboweled by the murderer in the National Library!"

Aobai looked terrified, and the camera he was holding fell to the ground with a snap.

"Grab the librarian just now! He has a problem!"

Gu Jingnian suddenly let out a low voice with a deep voice.

Only then did everyone realize that when the power went out just now, it was the librarian who came over with a lamp and pulled on the switch.At that time, everyone had just woken up from a huge darkness, and their retinas had not yet adapted to the dazzling lights in front of them. In the dim vision, how could they find his abnormality?

He was wearing a black peaked cap and a very serious suit. Who would suspect that he was not a real librarian.

Several criminal policemen rushed up, climbed up the winding corridor, and chased him out.

Everyone looked a little dignified, and the pungent smell of blood in the air mixed with the breath of tension and panic, pressing this narrow area so cold.

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

"There is another person who ran away through the back door."

In such a silence, Wuyuan made a faint sound.

Just 3 minutes ago, someone pressed a cold sharp blade against the sternocleidomastoid muscle on her neck from behind, and a wisp of hot breath blew against her ears.Without thinking too much, she knew that the murderer holding a sharp knife in her forehand behind her was more than 1.8 meters tall.He is a man with a strong figure, and he is looking down at her at this time, smiling secretly.

The sharp blade cut through the epidermis of the skin, causing a very thin wound, and the capillary network on the epidermis of the skin was broken.The blood did not seep out of the soft tissue so quickly.After a while, under the horrified gaze of everyone, a bright red drop of blood slowly emerged from the white and greasy skin on Wuyuan's neck.

Gu Jingnian's heart skipped a beat when he heard the woman's plain statement.

His face was very gloomy, and he growled, "Aobai! Bring the hemostatic medicine!"

　Brother Jiu is just a teacher and works in school during the day.Only a little spare time to codeword at night.Readers who like this book, I hope you can always support it.For readers who don't like this book, I don't force it.The price of this book is the same in the bookstore or in the entire channel.Five cents for every thousand words.Some readers leave a message in the background, too expensive, look down upon.Me: Hehe, when I was exhausted and thinking hard in front of the computer to construct a storyline, I saw such careless comments.There is no enthusiasm whatsoever.However, writing a book is not the whole of life, and your unintentional comments will not affect me.Live and live in peace.I just want to write a good suspense book, that's all
　　
　
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