Starting with dissecting ghost stories

Once you detach yourself from emotional thinking and engage in accommodating conversations with a purely detached observer's perspective, gaining someone's trust becomes as easy as breathing.

"Splash!"

Shen Xing stepped onto the plastic film and returned to the video store.

It feels like just yesterday I was here...

Oh no, to be precise, it was early this morning.

However, as soon as he entered, Shen Xing frowned.

It was too messy... Although I deliberately messed it up, it was still kept tidy overall.

Lu Wenying, who was next to Shen Xing, looked up slightly and observed Shen Xing's expression. She then handed him a mask.

"It's a mess, isn't it? I've tried my best to keep them in order..."

Shen Xing took the mask, whispered a thank you, put it on, and scanned the video room.

The video studio was covered with plastic sheeting, and the only place with ventilation was the entrance.

The yellow light bulbs have been turned on, and under the dim light, aluminum and graphite powder can be seen floating everywhere in the air.

The once clear and clean plastic film, the doorknobs, and even the area around the floor where Li Ya fell, now looked like it was covered in black spots and mold. Powder would fly everywhere.

Although the body was moved, yellow tape markings remained on the ground. The reason why powder was not used was probably because plastic film powder is not easy to adhere to.

Foldable number plates were placed at the locations of key evidence, and several forensic investigators were conducting trace analysis and taking photos for documentation in this space.

Some sections of the plastic film were cut open, apparently to extract samples of the wall plaster to check for bloodstains.

The good news is that there was no smell of smoke inside; after all, nobody wants to smoke in such a stinky place.

Lu Wenying was still explaining to Shen Xing the original placement and condition of the evidence, but Shen Xing's gaze had already settled on the "operating table" covered by plastic film—Li Ya's original bed, which was made up of several benches.

At this moment, several empty Fuji film cartridge boxes were placed on the workbench, and this trash was just casually placed on the original workbench.

"Whose blood is this?" Shen Xing asked, pointing to the blood on the operating table.

"Uh, it's Li Ya's." Lu Wenying paused for a moment before answering.

"How much health do you have?" Shen Xing continued to ask.

"this......"

Lu Wenying hesitated for a moment. She called over a forensic investigator at the scene, asked him a few questions, and then replied to Shen Xing, "There was only a very small amount of blood."

"Didn't you do any bloodstain morphology analysis?" Shen Xing pressed, his voice and expression clearly showing some displeasure.

Not only Lu Wenying, but the trace evidence technician who was called in was also a little confused.

"Uh... Li Ya has cuts on his hands. This blood must be from when Li Ya self-harmed..." The forensic investigators didn't know who Shen Xing was, so they could only answer cautiously.

Shen Xing felt helpless.

The blood dynamics in this operating area are the most crucial part of Shen Xing's entire on-site setup.

Both the blood-splashing patterns and the points of impact accurately simulate Li Ya's self-harming actions. By analyzing the bloodstain patterns, one can accurately recreate the dynamics of Li Ya's "attempt to commit suicide".

Moreover, he had removed all the blood spots that could reveal Shen Xing's height...

Shen Xing sighed softly, waved his hand, and said to the forensic personnel, "...Okay, thank you."

It was as if a carefully prepared dinner had been left out like dog food, and Shen Xing's feelings were complicated.

"Where are the dismembered heads?" Shen Xing turned to Lu Wenying and asked.

"It's in the room inside." Lu Wenying stepped forward and led the way for Shen Xing.

She waited at the door until Shen Xing entered the room with the altar, then whispered, "Sorry, I've only learned about bloodstain analysis in class, but I've never practiced it... They..."

Lu Wenying is trying to exonerate the other forensic investigators.

Bloodstain morphology analysis is a very small branch of trace evidence examination and forensic evidence, and very few people specialize in it.

Even Lu Wenying had only gone through it once in class and had no practical experience at all.

She naturally assumed that Shen Xing's displeasure earlier was due to the unprofessionalism of the on-site evidence examination.

She was also in the technical department, responsible for physical evidence investigation, and at that moment she also felt a burning pain on her face.

Small towns lack technology and equipment, and Lu Wenying originally thought that her knowledge could ignore these gaps, but the facts showed that the lack of experience was equally fatal.

"I can prepare a bloodstain report later tonight..."

Lu Wenying seemed to want to work overtime to make up for it, but Shen Xing interrupted her.

"It's useless, it's already been destroyed. It's alright, the impact shouldn't be significant." Shen Xing's tone calmed down as he examined the altar, asking, "Have you checked the blood reaction on the floor?"

There should be bloodstains on the floor under the plastic sheeting.

Based on the tear in the neck, it's likely that the doll left marks when it "ate".

Shen Xing did not pursue the technical department's mistake any further, and Lu Wenying breathed a slight sigh of relief. She quickly said, "We are still extracting bloodstains from the plastic film. We should be able to start extracting the floor samples tonight. We took some wall plaster and garbage samples at noon."

It must be said that Shen Xing exerted a strong sense of pressure on Lu Wenying at the crime scene.

But this sense of oppression no longer made her uncomfortable; instead, it gave Lu Wenying a feeling of "admiration."

In terms of seniority, Shen Xing is older than her; in terms of ability, Shen Xing is also stronger; moreover, Shen Xing's professionalism is probably the best that can be found in this small town.

Lu Wenying's goal has always been to become someone like Shen Xing, who possesses keen insight and can use his agile thinking to find evidence from unimaginable places to help solve cases.

Shen Xing stopped observing, and Lu Wenying did not interrupt his thoughts.

"The possibility of a second person cannot be ruled out."

Shen Xing spoke up, giving Lu Wenying the answer she wanted most.

"If traces of blood from the three bodies can be found on the ground, but not Li Ya's, it means that the three victims were murdered and dismembered without the protection of plastic film."

"The only question now is why Li Ya would buy these things and plastic wrap. Judging from his education level and my previous understanding of him, Li Ya doesn't seem like the kind of person who could calmly arrange these things."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wenying's spirits lifted.

"You mean...it's possible that someone instructed Li Ya to purchase these things?"

Lu Wenying's heart pounded; she felt as if she were getting closer to the truth.

"But..." Shen Xing changed the subject, "I prefer another answer."

"Another answer?"

"Li Ya has a schizophrenia." Shen Xing turned to look at Lu Wenying and said, "Drug-induced paranoid schizophrenia caused him to develop paranoia. This explains all his motives."