Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

He Wei looked at the dark red blood on the ground with a solemn expression, and agreed: "Yes, the smell alone doesn't look like ordinary blood."

After Xiao Min collected everything. Cheng Nuo nodded to He Wei, indicating that the coffin could be opened.

He Wei called Chen Zeyang who was standing by. Turning his head, he found Han Yang squatting on the ground not far away, holding his belly.

"It's really useless." He Wei smacked his lips in disgust. He pointed at Han Yang and shouted: "That guy over there has stomach cramps, come here! Let's get to work."

Han Yang stood up feebly and walked towards the paper coffin, muttering and complaining about He Wei's nickname for him.

He Wei put his hands on his hips and understood his lip language from the beginning.

"Why, do you still have an opinion?"

Han Yang stood up quickly and shook his head like a rattle, "No."

"Okay, put on your gloves and mask. No one knows what you will see when you open it later."

The two nodded and silently prepared according to He Wei's instructions. Han Yang also deliberately took two more masks, one for himself and one for Chen Zeyang.

He frowned and said, "Wear one more."

Chen Zeyang understood and said, "If it doesn't work, just hold your breath."

Han Yang agreed on the surface, thinking that he could only do his best when he was holding back his breath. Based on the smell now wafting around, he was probably too visually stimulated to hold back after opening the coffin.

"No, you guys are driving here!"

Hearing the sound, everyone looked up. It was the reporter and the person in charge of the construction site.

He Wei narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

The reporter was a middle-aged man with a big belly. He was short in stature and in bad shape. There was some sparseness in the middle of the top of his head, about the size of a palm. He was wearing trousers and a white undershirt, and his upper body and lower body were extremely mismatched.

"You wait."

He ran all the way in the direction of He Wei, and the closer he got, the slower he got. Finally, ten meters away from everyone, he hesitantly glanced at the strange paper coffin and stopped.

He Wei closed his eyes in boredom, and then for two seconds, he slowly opened his eyes and raised his hand to signal Chen Zeyang beside him to talk to him.

Chen Zeyang received the signal, pulled his neck and shouted: "What's wrong?"

"Don't drive here! We still have to work, and besides, this is unlucky! Take it away and drive away!"

He Wei thought it was something, so he stretched out his hand, patted Chen Zeyang's arm with the back of his hand, and said, "Leave him alone and get to work."

Chen Zeyang said "Oh" and then followed He Wei and Han Yang to the paper coffin.

Before bowing, he looked at He Wei worriedly and asked: "Captain He, let's ignore him. He can't just lead people to cause trouble."

He Wei raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid?"

"No, it's mainly because we didn't bring many people with us today." He looked at a group of nearly twenty or thirty strong, dark-skinned workers gathered not far away, and said, "If there really is a conflict, the enemy will be defeated." I am a widower, so I may not be able to protect you on site.”

Han Yang said: "It's okay. Even if they really dare to fight the police, we still have mystical knowledge."

"metaphysics?"

"Well." Han Yang turned his head and pointed with his chin at the reporter who was standing ten meters away. "Look at him, he is so scared. Even if he had the courage, he wouldn't dare to come over."

Xiao Min walked over and looked at the paper coffin. She smiled slightly and looked full of bad intentions. "You guys are going to do it. If they really dare to come over, Cheng Nuo and I will pretend to be mutated and crawl toward them crazily on four legs. I Let’s see if he still dares to stop us.”

Cheng Nuo squatted in front of the tool box and paused with the hand he just stretched out. He raised his head and looked forward, curled his lips and said, "Speak for yourself, don't take me with you."

The three of them were amused by Cheng Nuo's speechless look.

Their atmosphere became tense, and the person in charge ten meters away was confused.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny about this...it's so permeable."

He swallowed nervously and took two steps back. However, there was uncleaned soil everywhere, and there were many potholes, so you could only retreat one step deeper and one shallower. From the back, it seemed as if you were seeing something that no one else could see. It was quite weird.

Chen Zeyang looked at the person in charge and said helplessly: "It's clear as day, he still believes in this."

"A lot of people believe that, okay."

As she spoke, Xiao Min took out a compass from the tool box she carried with her and placed it in her palm. She stretched out her hand and turned it around with precise postures and movements.

"It's better to believe what it has than to believe it doesn't."

Cheng Nuo looked at her and asked seriously: "Can you read?"

Xiao Min stopped what he was doing and said matter-of-factly, "No."

Howie closed his eyes in despair. One after another, he had had enough.

Why can't any of his colleagues be as normal as Bai Ji'an.

"Okay, let her believe it, and let's open the coffin."

After such a fuss, Han Yang had long forgotten the feeling of vomiting. He glanced at Chen Zeyang beside him, and cooperated with He Wei to cut open the white cloth strips tied with fasteners on the paper coffin.

Xiao Min walked over with the compass in hand and said, "Be careful, don't cut off the buckles, they will come in handy."

Then, the top, middle and bottom strips of white cloth were cut off and put into Xiao Min's evidence bag.

Chen Zeyang looked at the paper coffin that was about to be opened and felt his palms were cold. He nervously clenched and unclenched his fists and unclenched his fists several times, trying to regain the flexibility of his fingers.

"take it easy."

It was like a hypnotist snapping his fingers.

Chen Zeyang suddenly came back to his senses and met He Wei's firm eyes.

He Wei was silent for two seconds, then he put his backhand on the gap in the lid of the paper coffin and said: "One, two, three."

The three of them worked together to open the coffin lid.

Suddenly, the smell was fishy, ​​irritating and smelly, like a large group of monsters breaking out of the seal, scurrying around.

However, the current scene was too late for them to avoid the stench.

Han Yang and Chen Zeyang were stunned on the spot, their limbs stiff.

He Wei frowned and almost knitted his brows together.

Even Xiao Min had an indescribable expression on his face.

Seeing this, Cheng Nuo stood up and walked towards the paper coffin.

A gray-white face floated in the paper coffin.

His round eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, his facial expressions were exaggerated, and his muscles were stiff.

It looked like he was going through something quite horrific before he died.

However, just one face is not enough to shock the three teams who have experienced hundreds of battles.

What made them all freeze in place was that underneath the gray dead face was a complete corpse. Because the paper coffin was filled with blood-red liquid, only a ferocious human face floated on the water.

The blood-red liquid looked like blood, but it wasn't entirely blood.

If it were a person's blood, the amount of blood would not be enough to fill a paper coffin for an adult.

"There won't be other people's blood. Just mix it together to make enough." Han Yangguang felt his scalp numb just thinking about it.