Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

"Zoom in and see if you can see the cake style inside the box."

Chen Zeyang immediately grabbed the mouse, and after a few clicks, the screen was enlarged.

The quality of the surveillance video in the hotel is average, and the picture quality is not as clear as expected. In order to see the cake on the front of the box and behind the small transparent window as clearly as possible, He Wei and the others couldn't help but put down the instant noodles in their hands, leaned forward, and narrowed their 5.0 eyes.

"Captain He, can you see clearly?"

"I can't see anything but white flowers."

Suddenly, Feichen's eyes widened. He pointed to the top edge of the transparent window and said anxiously: "Isn't it a little yellow?"

"Zoom in again!"

Chen Zeyang immediately followed He Wei's instructions to zoom in.

A little bit, just a little bit. The top edge of the small transparent window has a little bit of yellow.

Chen Zeyang said: "Yellow...could it be a peach?" He remembered that when he celebrated his birthday, his mother's favorite thing to buy was fruit cake. The fact that the peaches on the cake were never fresh peaches but canned peaches shocked him as a young child. I was puzzled for a long time.

"Peach?" Feichen didn't respond. "I can only think of mangoes and pineapples. Where did you get these peaches?"

"Peach is the finished product of canned fruit. I have never seen fresh peaches on birthday cakes!"

"Dragon fruit." He Wei blinked his sour eyes and repeated, "The white one is the dragon fruit."

Feichen and Chen Zeyang turned around to look. Unknowingly, the picture had been enlarged by He Wei. Very blurry black spots appeared where there were originally white flowers.

"Dragon fruit with white and black seeds?"

"Yes."

The surveillance video continues to play. Ali said something to Wang Xiaozhi after she came out of the hut. Then she smiled happily, took the cake and walked out of the screen. The direction of the location is exactly the back kitchen where the monitor is not installed.

Afterwards, Ali walked out empty-handed and worked with Wang Xiaozhi in the front hall for a while.

Throughout, the cake never appeared again.

Chen Zeyang said: "At this time, you should throw away the cake box and put it in the refrigerator."

Time, [-]:[-] pm. The chef who was originally in the back kitchen and an aunt about fifty years old appeared in the front hall, and together with Wang Xiaozhi and Ali came to the hut where the three bodies were found.

Among them, the chef was holding a cake with its packaging removed.

The surveillance screen cuts to the cabin.

The chef placed the cake on the small table, surrounded by four people, each with a white tray in front of him. The shop owner Ali cut the cake with a plastic cutter. The fruits stacked on top are white and yellow, separated by crosses drawn with cream, one color on the upper left and right, one color on the lower left and upper right, and a layer of moisture-proof powdered sugar is sprinkled on top, like the white snow falling in the winter sunset.

Ali cut off the yellow area on the upper right side. The first piece was very large, and she served it to the chef, a young man, first.

The last two pieces were cut into yellow and white areas, and were handed to the kitchen aunt and Wang Xiaozhi respectively.

After Wang Xiaozhi took the cake, he did not enjoy it himself. Instead, he stood up and left until he left the surveillance screen.

"It's in the direction of the kitchen." Chen Zeyang said, "That is to say, this cake is for the old man in the kitchen."

In just a moment, Wang Xiaozhi returned from the kitchen to the hut empty-handed. When she sat down, the white cake given to her was already placed in front of her.

Everyone was eating the cake normally, except Wang Xiaozhi who did not move his fork immediately after sitting down, but held his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

The boss Ali noticed that she was in a daze and said something to her. Then Wang Xiaozhi nodded slightly, picked up the fork again, and scraped the cream off the cake. After scraping it off, she still seemed to be disgusted with the cream on her fork, and reached out to pull out a piece of paper from the tissue box in the center of the table.

Then came the weird behavior.

She did not wipe off the cream on the fork with paper, but paused, held the paper towel in her left hand, dug a piece of cake into her mouth with her fork.

"There is definitely something wrong with this!" Chen Zeyang was a little excited, and his voice rose a few degrees unconsciously.

Feichen reminded him, "Calm down, it's midnight." Then he looked at He Wei and asked, "Captain He, what do you think?"

"Obviously Wang Xiaozhi knows something."

Feichen probed: "Is it possible that she was the one who poisoned me?"

Apart from his weird behavior when eating the cake, even the first cake was brought into the restaurant by Wang Xiaozhi. Taken together, she does have a serious suspicion of committing the crime.

"Did Cheng Nuo really guess right?"

"Becoming a forensic doctor? What did he say?"

Chen Zeyang was very busy at the crime scene at night, commanding the scene to be cordoned off, searching the room, and running around without even hearing what the captain and Chengda were saying.

"Cheng Nuo said that she was the only survivor among everyone who was poisoned, and asked me to ask her properly after everyone wakes up."

Thinking of Wang Xiaozhi's situation, Feichen couldn't help but sigh, "But this person is also seriously injured, and he won't be able to accept investigation for a while."

"It doesn't matter, just follow our plan." He Wei said: "Go to the cake shop tomorrow and ask the clerk directly for a six-inch fruit cake, including dragon fruit, mango, pineapple or peach. The cream is vegetable cream, and the upper layer is sprinkled with moisture-proof material. Powdered sugar. Retrieve the surveillance video of the cake shop and intercept all the people who bought this cake within 3 days to find out their identities."

Early the next morning, He Wei was woken up by the alarm clock he set.

He stretched out a hand, groping left and right until he caught the vibrating phone that was running back and forth on the table as if it had grown legs.

He squinted and saw that it was eight o'clock in the morning.

Eight o'clock? Before going to bed last night, he clearly set the alarm clock for six o'clock, why was it only eight o'clock?

He Wei sat up from the black leather sofa, clicked on the software and saw, my dear, all the alarm clocks were on. At six o'clock, the alarm clock also called him on time, but he kept pressing the squealing cell phone like a pig that didn't wake up.

Dong Dong, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Cheng Nuo strode in and said, "I knew you didn't go home."

He Wei shook his head, which was still down, and said, "The result is out?"

Cheng Nuo handed him the document in his hand, "I finally understand why you asked me to pretend I didn't know anything before leaving the autopsy room yesterday."

He Wei quickly opened the report, and Cheng Nuo's words gave him a bad feeling.

"Tetramethylene disulfone tetramine?"

"Well, Poisonous Rat Strong is a neurotoxin. A king-level poison."