Floating in September

"Captain! We found the clothes and belongings of the deceased in the woods near the tennis court of F High School. After careful questioning, it is almost certain that this is the remains of the head in the activity room..." A slightly younger police officer was wearing white gloves Panting, she ran over, "The name of the deceased is Dai Jia, a second-year student in a liberal arts class. After investigating the deceased's interpersonal relationship, her classmates and friends mentioned that the deceased had no abnormal behavior and had a good personality. Not as good, but still very popular…”

"okay, I got it……"

The captain in the young man's mouth took out another cigarette from his pocket, but he just pinched it in his hand and did not light it. After listening to the police officer's words for a while, he turned his attention back to the dead body.

Because there is no flower bed, the dead body has undoubtedly become a gathering point for mosquitoes. She stretched her limbs and lay on the cold concrete floor. The dead body has no head. It was very gentle, like a cut made by some kind of larger sharp weapon in an instant, but why wasn't the murder weapon found?The murderer's method is really clean and neat, without any hesitation.

As for the concrete floor under the corpse, it connects to the water platform of the teaching building, extending half the length of the teaching building from east to west, with a width of two or three meters, because the ground under the corpse was just poured , has not yet solidified, and is still in the stage of health preservation, so the sunken concrete floor can be seen around the corpse, and because of this, we can know that the corpse did not fall from the sky. Even if the corpse is thrown from the window on the first floor, it will definitely be destroyed by the impact of gravity Reaching a deeper pit, it is obvious that someone carried the corpse here.

What is unbelievable is that there is no trace on the concrete floor around the corpse. The wet cement is very smooth, and the original structure has not been damaged at all, and there is no sign of re-pouring. The only trace around the corpse is the connection at the feet. footprints.

The traces of the toes of the footprints are also faintly visible. After sampling and comparison, it can be concluded that these two rows of footprints are left by the deceased.

"Are you kidding me? The deceased is still wandering around after being beheaded? Is it a monster?" the dean who followed after him muttered, and several teachers and police officers also whispered.

Do not!wrong!

The middle-aged man stroked his mustache and finally lit the cigarette. A long puff of smoke shot up into the sky. He knew it must be murder. As an atheist, he doesn't believe in any ghosts and ghosts in the world. The corpse was brought here after the blood was drained, and the blood stains must have been specially treated, so there were very few blood stains on the concrete floor, so the murderer must have dealt with it well and there were no fingerprints left on the scene. How are footprints formed?

The man fell into deep thought, he couldn't figure out what the murderer's method was, but in fact...

He recalled what Gao Zequan said before, and now he was a little shaken: "The important thing should not be the criminal's method, but the purpose..."

"Boy! Have you investigated the last places and people the deceased visited before he was alive?" The captain took a deep breath on the cigarette butt, then threw it into the distance, and a small scarlet flame flashed out. A parabola.

"It's been investigated. Unfortunately, no one has noticed this..." the police officer replied.

"This..." The captain's brows that had been stretched for a while were furrowed again.

"I! I remembered! I saw it! It was at noon!" The people present turned their heads in response. It turned out that Bai Chuan was running towards this place, and Gao Zequan was following her. The sign of "Wet Dry" ran up to the captain one after the other.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"Yes...it's like this..." Bai Chuanshang gasped out of breath: "At noon, I saw her in the open space in front of the teaching building, and I was sure that person was her! Because of the blue headband Only she wears it all the time..."

"Oh? What were you doing then?"

"Society welcomes newcomers!"

"What about her?"

"Just walked past me, smiling as if talking to herself, but I couldn't hear what she was muttering, but she seemed to be in a good mood, and I remember it was around 11 o'clock... ..."

"In such a short period of time, the murderer has managed to do this? What kind of blood feud?" The captain nibbled on the nail of his left thumb a few times and thought for a while. Some kind of unknown obsession, so he asked, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

"No... just a little concerned..."

"What do you care about?"

"I don't care now... since I've told you everything I saw, can I go?"

"Please."

"but……"

"Oh?"

"The head in the activity room disappeared! Just when you ran here, that head disappeared!" Bai Chuan's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he was too hoarse.

"What?! Kid! Didn't you tell your people to keep an eye on the scene? What's going on! The prisoner is here! It's between us! Lock down the school!"

The captain finally lost his composure, and there was some kind of anxiety in the seriousness of his face, but his quick thinking and calmness did not make him flinch, which made him fight with pride.

"Don't spread the matter today, understand?" The person who spoke was the teaching director, she meant to let Bai Chuan leave the scene first and return to the class, but that kind of condescending tone is really disgusting. Then again, even if such a cruel thing is hidden by the school people, there is nothing wrong with it. If it is spread out and causes panic, it will only increase unnecessary troubles.

The hot September has finally turned completely dark, people are crazy, people are killing people, people are eating people, everyone has been turned crazy by this poetic fear.

"Gao Zequan, is everything accidental and inevitable?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why didn't anyone mention Jiang Sen's death?"

"I know you hesitated just now, why didn't you tell the policeman about Jiang Sen?"

Bai Chuan lowered his head and looked at his toes. Perhaps because of his mood, an evil chill came out of the stuffy air.

"Wouldn't that make me suspicious? The dean didn't even mention it. If I said something I shouldn't have said..."

"I know what you mean, I think so too, the murderer is definitely still in school, shouldn't he be a student?"

"You mean... Teacher..."

"No, I'm just guessing. As long as you are familiar with the school environment, it may not be the teachers or students in the school. Look, haven't you been renovating recently... And where did the cement workers go after laying the ground?"

"Alibis?"

"Well... now we can only see how the police investigate the alibi."

As he was talking, Gao Zequan sighed, "The captain of the smoking gun should be sending people to find the head now... Who would be so perverted to run around with a bloody head? Could it be a monster? Human heads can fly by themselves?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm a little scared... Such a scene... I'm really holding back..." As he spoke, Bai Chuan's eyes were like two water pumps, and a clear spring gushed out. Sobbing, sobbing, and suddenly burst into tears.

Gao Zequan had no choice but to touch her fluffy hair with his hands, comforting her and saying, "Don't be afraid, I will be by your side, I will protect you, everything will be fine, trust me."