Kuiba Longming

No.17 homicide

The deceased was a female high school student

The location was in the bathroom of the rental house where the deceased shared with his classmates

The body was still at the scene of the crime, and the two roommates were in a trance with fright, and Zhou Mingyu dragged them outside to comfort and question them.

The police also came to collect evidence at the scene.

Long Ming took a few glances at the staring corpse with round eyes on the floor of the bathroom, he smelled that fragrance again, it was much stronger than before, but it was still hard for ordinary people to smell it.

Following the smell, he found a small pinch of ashes on the sink, which looked like incense ash.

"Could it be incense?" The police officer who collected evidence at the scene carefully swept the little incense ash into the small transparent tape. If this incense ash has hallucinogenic ingredients, it may be a man-made drug case.

Long Ming didn't speak, he paid attention to the mirror in the bathroom, and heard from the two terrified little girls that the deceased stood motionless in front of the mirror for a long time last night.

"Sir, be careful, several police officers happened at the scene of the crime not long after the accident," the two police officers who came in to remove the body kindly reminded.

Long Ming nodded, still staying in the bathroom, staring at the mirror.

The police officers all went outside, Zhou Mingyu persuaded the crying little girls to calm down, and walked in with them to get some of their belongings so they could move out.

He glanced at the bathroom door, which was closed at some point, and took another look, "Sir? Are you still in there?"

No one responded to him, the little girl was packing up her things, feeling something was wrong, hugged each other and trembled in horror.

A few police officers also walked in, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Mingyu shook his head, knocked on the bathroom door, "Sir?"

"Bang!" There was a loud sound of glass being shattered suddenly, and the people present were startled. Zhou Mingyu and the policeman broke open the door of the bathroom. Long Ming was not in the bathroom, and the shutter on the side of the bathroom was smashed. .

Zhou Mingyu leaned out half of his body and looked out the window, "Sir!...Call an ambulance! Sir, he fell."

A group of people went downstairs hurriedly after making emergency calls. At the elevator door on the first floor, they saw Long Ming who had just fallen to the ground from the tenth floor and was now covered in blood.

"Sir," Zhou Mingyu rushed over and held Long Ming back, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Long Ming coughed up a mouthful of blood, glanced at the other people trembling in the elevator, and said hoarsely, "Aren't you all injured?"

Everyone trembled and shook their heads, looking at Long Ming as if he was watching a ghost, but he didn't dare to breathe out.

"Let's go," Long Ming held the open wound on his waist, turned and walked outside the building.

"Sir, don't you need to go to the hospital?" Zhou Mingyu asked while supporting him.

Long Ming shook his head, "Just sew it casually, you probably won't die."

Zhou Mingyu dared to ask after returning to the car, "Sir, what did you encounter in the bathroom just now?"

"I don't know," Kuiba replied, frowning, holding a needle to sew the wound himself.

"Didn't see anything?"

"It seems that I saw it soon, but it was photographed before I saw it clearly..." Long Ming tore off the thread, and closed his eyes irritably.

Zhou Mingyu wrote down the truth in the notebook, "Long..." He noticed that Long Ming frowned slightly, and immediately closed his mouth tightly.

The car stopped at the destination, Long Ming opened his eyes, feeling a little heavy on his body, Zhou Mingyu leaned against him and let out a slight snoring sound, still holding the notebook in his hand.

Kuiba stretched out his hand and hesitated for a moment, then sat in the original posture for a while, the stitched wound was torn open again, and the blood stained the two people, Zhou Mingyu woke up, turned around and saw the dragon who was about to turn into Kuiba Ming, in a panic, subconsciously pulled out two talismans, and slapped them aside, "Where is the evildoer?"

"Take it..." Long Ming glanced at his partner, and sighed in his heart.

"I'm sorry, sir," Zhou Mingyu smiled awkwardly, and pulled off the two yellow talismans on Long Ming's chest, "I'm sleepy, does it hurt?"

Long Ming pulled away the hands that were rubbing his chest muscles, opened the car door and walked down, "You go and buy a poster and come back..."

"What poster?"

"I sent it to you, see for yourself."

"Oh," Zhou Mingyu lowered his head and took out his phone to look at the picture. It was a picture of the crime scene, and a strange poster was reflected in the mirror.

Zhou Mingyu pasted the strange poster he had bought so hard on the wall opposite the full-length mirror, and looked at the sexy back in a blood-red rose for a while, "Sir, do you like this female model?"

"I don't know," Long Ming smoked again, Zhou Mingyu sat cross-legged next to him, and looked at the mirror together, "Sir, I want to smoke too."

Long Ming's hand reached for his pocket, Zhou Mingyu pulled him back, took the stick out of his hand and took a sip, "Just one sip...cough cough cough...a bit choking..."

"Don't smoke if you haven't smoked before," Long Ming took the cigarette back and put it in his mouth, Zhou Mingyu looked at him with a warm smile, "Understood, sir."

Quiba's thoughts were all on the poster reflected in the mirror, and he stared at it without blinking.

The two sat in front of the mirror for a long time, but nothing happened. The police station called and said that the ashes had no hallucinogenic ingredients, and seemed to be the ashes of a rare spice.

The route was wrong again, Long Ming sat on the ground with his back against the mirror, his eyes were puzzled, it seemed that the poster was just a coincidence, when he scanned the poster in the mirror at today's crime scene, he might have happened to inspire someone else. At that point, he was thrown out of the building by a strange force.

This case is absolutely not artificial.

Then the two visited for two days, but found nothing, and the case was almost clueless.

Long Ming came out from the last place where the crime took place, and there is no connection between these places. Each victim has no clues to connect them from status to character and behavior. The fact that the case cannot be investigated makes him more and more irritable.

Sitting in the car, he closed his eyes and continued to think about the case. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zhou Mingyu did not come over. When Quiba opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, a figure like a little sun trotted over there, "Sir, don't come down!" Alright, you can go."

"What are you doing?" Long Ming returned to the car and closed the door forcefully, Zhou Mingyu took the blood bag out of his arms, "There is a blood donation station next to it, I went to buy some blood for you, I haven't eaten for two days Something is ready, sir, are you hungry?"

Before Long Ming stretched out his hand, Zhou Mingyu had already put the torn blood bag to his mouth. The blood was still warm, and it hadn't been long since it was drawn out.

The blood in the blood bag was half drunk, the police station contacted the two, and they received another report, and the person did not die.