I'm a criminal investigation major, and you want to take me to fight drug trafficking?

Li Xuan scratched his head and put on a mask and foot covers.

Followed Zhou Ming and Qin Shi into the supermarket where the crime occurred.

Wan Yilong, who was waiting on the side, greeted everyone.

Then Li Xuan's nose twitched.

There was a distinct smell of blood in the air.

The supermarket shelves are filled with neatly arranged goods.

There is a bar in the corner just after entering the door.

There is also a computer on top.

The screen was on, frozen on the game screen.

There were sporadic spurts of blood on the chairs and tables.

Li Xuan looked at the ground, frowned and said.

"There were bloody footprints on the ground."

He looked at the footprints heading inward and said.

"Like the footprints of hiking shoes."

Qin Shi, who was walking in front and leading the way, nodded and said.

"What if Long has already completed the search for evidence on the footprints."

"Men's sneakers, size 42."

"But the brand cannot be determined from the patterns left behind."

"They should be knock-off or unknown brand shoes."

Li Xuan and Zhou Ming nodded.

Then continue walking inside.

The further you go inside.

The stronger the smell of blood, the more you can smell it.

There were more and more items scattered on the ground.

There was still a lot of blood on it.

Walked to the northeast corner of the supermarket.

Scattered items and fallen shelves blocked everyone's way.

There is absolutely no way to walk in.

But within everyone's sight.

Jars of pickled vegetables are neatly arranged on the innermost shelf.

The cylinder mouth is located in the center.

What's placed on it is not pickles.

It's a naked human head!

I saw that his eyes were open even after death.

Only bright blood red remained in his eyes.

You can see the messy knife edges from a distance.

Two bloodstains slid down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

Like blood-red tears.

His mouth was exaggeratedly raised like a clown.

The bright red color of the blood had extended behind the ear.

Look straight over there.

It's as if he is still staring at you with a smile at this moment.

Creepy.

Even though the sun was shining brightly, there was still a sense of horror and eeriness.

Zhou Ming closed his eyes and took a breath.

Then he looked at the strange human head.

The whole person was terrified when he thought about it, and the hair on his body stood up instantly.

He bent down to pick up the scattered merchandise.

Clear a passage for everyone to get close to the corpse.

At the same time, the brain was thinking quickly and said.

"There's no blood on these things."

"It must have been dropped on the ground by the murderer when he fled."

Li Xuan helped to clean up the scattered items.

Hearing this, he also said.

“Is there any surveillance in the supermarket?”

He asked, moving cautiously.

Try your best not to destroy any trace of the crime scene.

Then he continued.

"The deceased must be identified as soon as possible."

Wan Yilong heard this and said.

"There is no surveillance."

"There are no other suspicious signs."

He stood up and answered.

"We found blood on some of the cash on the bar."

"All the banknotes inside were lost, and only coins were left."

"The initial assessment is that it was taken away by the murderer."

"As many as twenty sets of fingerprints were found in the supermarket."

“They come from different people.”

“It will take some time to investigate.”

Just when Wan Yilong reported what he found after arriving at the scene early.

The passage has been roughly cleared.

Then he took up the surveyed step and laid it on.

Li Xuan and others stepped on the pedals and first came to the shelf where pickles were placed.

Observe the traces on it.

From top to bottom, the gaps between the goods on the ground.

You can still vaguely see blood stains.

Wan Yilong took out his camera and kept taking pictures.

Crouch down and pick up the scattered goods.

Unexpectedly, there were large blood stains on the back of the product.

Then he frowned tightly and said.

"Captain Zhou, Captain Li, there's a pool of blood on the ground."

"Something's blocking it."

After hearing this, Zhou Ming nodded at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan immediately understood what the former meant and spoke.

"First, take pictures and sort out the items."

"Try to preserve as much trace of the blood on the ground as possible."

"We can't see what's going on down there for now."

"It is impossible to determine whether there were any signs of a struggle at the scene."

"Let's do this first."

Wan Yilong nodded and said.

"Don't worry, give me some time."

"Make sure to complete the mission."

Then Li Xuan moved to the jar of pickles.

Looking down at the strange head.

He picked up the high-intensity flashlight he carried with him and shone it inside.

Looking inside through the gap.

You can also see body parts chopped into small pieces hidden inside.

Wan Yilong was also holding a camera and taking pictures of the head from various angles.

After observing for a moment, Li Xuan turned off the flashlight and said.

"An adult male weighs at least fifty kilograms."

"This jar will never hold it."

"Have you found any other body parts?"

"I have asked our team to expand the search area near the crime scene."

“But nothing has been found yet.”

Wan Yilong said while taking pictures.

Li Xuan nodded and half squatted down.

He looked directly into the dead man's eyes and said.

"He had a lot of scars on his eyes."

"It's like my eyeballs were stabbed out."

There was no clear eyeball visible in the bloody eye socket.

It looks more like crushed mud.

He looked carefully.

The scraps of flesh inside the eye sockets still concealed eyelashes.

Then he speculated silently in his heart.

The murderer stabbed his eyes out.

And then dismembered the deceased?

Did he see something he shouldn't have?

Or does the murderer have some hobby?

Since it has been decided to dismember the body.

There's no need to go to the trouble of poking his eyeballs out.

Just as Li Xuan was thinking.

There were hurried footsteps behind me.

Is in case Long has already finished taking the photo.

He came in with a toolbox to preserve the head for evidence.

He looked carefully at the condition of the head.

I was like, “Oh shit!”

Treating people like pickles?

This murderer...

Good taste?

Then he suppressed the thought in his mind.

He took out a cotton swab from the tool box.

Wiping the dead man's face.

When you wipe your mouth.

A gummy feeling blocked the cotton swab.

He took off his mask and sniffed.

His eyes were full of doubt.

Then he patted Li Xuan beside him and said.

"Li Xuan, smell it."

"This doesn't look like blood."

Li Xuan immediately picked it up and smelled it.

Identified it carefully.

Then he said with a hint of doubt.

"Lipstick?"

Was there lipstick on the deceased's mouth?

Did he paint it on himself?

Or was it the murderer who painted it on him?

Does this have anything to do with his eyeball being poked out?

Li Xuan looked at the cotton swab in his hand.

Then he wiped the corner of the deceased's mouth.

I'm sure this is lipstick.

Something that shouldn't be present on an adult male.