He is infinitely reborn in a loop

Wu Yuan connected the phone to the charging cable, and pressed the power button impatiently.After waiting for a while, the phone lighted up.

He quickly dialed a number, and the other end of the phone quickly answered.

"There was a murder case at the Year of the Tiger Film and Television Festival. I just called the police. No matter where you are, follow your criminal police team right now."

There was a quick reply from the other end of the phone.

People in black police uniforms pulled up the seal and dispersed the onlookers.Everyone related to Wu Yu was taken aside for questioning, only Wu Yuan stood quietly at the door of the common room opposite, the noise in his ears gradually weakened, and the sudden clicking sound indicated that they were collecting evidence at the shooting scene.

Wu Yu lay there, surrounded by white coils.

Just like the ants trapped in correction fluid in childhood, they couldn't escape, and finally they were trapped alive in place.

"Hello, I'm Huang Zonglin, deputy captain of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Detachment." A middle-aged police officer showed Wu Yuan his ID, "Are you the reporter?"

Two young police officers had already made notes to Wu Yuan just now, but he didn't mind saying it again.Information acquisition is mutual, and he also wants to obtain something from the police.

Wu Yuan nodded and answered, "Yes."

Huang Zonglin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, asked if he didn't mind, and lit a fire at hand - this was just a routine operation to ease the atmosphere.

"How did you get hurt?" Huang Zonglin looked at Wu Yuan's bandaged arm, which was very rough, and the dark red blood soaked through the gauze, which was very unsightly.

"When you meet gangsters in the stairwell, you will be injured if you can't beat them." Wu Yuan lightly inhaled a little smoke floating in the air, wrinkling his nose.

He doesn't like this kind of strong nicotine smell, which usually only appears on middle-aged men, upstart big bosses or smokers who can't quit smoking.

Huang Zonglin asked: "The gangster, do you know him?"

In the previous questioning, the little police officer didn't ask about Wu Yuan's injuries, and he went around and asked a few more about the situation at the scene.

But Team Huang's calm and prestige naturally put pressure on Wu Yuan, forcing him to tell the truth.

"I don't know him. He's wearing a doll headgear. It's the doll image of the party organizer, like a Tigger."

Huang Zonglin nodded: "When did it happen?"

"It's past 8 o'clock." Wu Yuan answered every question, and gave more: "I was about to leave at that time, and I went up the stairs. When I opened the door, I saw that doll having sex with a woman..."

Huang Zonglin quickly understood, "You continue."

"That doll probably thought I was disturbing them, grabbed me and beat me up, and even took out a knife. At that time, the entire venue suddenly lost power, and the knife only scratched my arm, and they also took advantage of the chaos to escape."

Huang Zonglin called to stop the little policeman passing by, and said, "Go and check the stairwell."

Wu Yuan was stunned, and he lowered his eyes slightly, which was a sign of guilt, because his tailor's knife seemed to have fallen in the stairwell.

At this time, a slightly fat man with black-rimmed glasses came towards them from the public dressing room. He took off his rubber gloves while walking, and looked at Wu Yuan with a very serious expression on his face.

It was the person who called Wu Yuan earlier, named Liu Wen, a forensic intern who had just joined the Municipal Bureau this year.

"Team Yellow." Liu Wen greeted, "There were no signs of fighting on the body of the deceased, and there were no obvious wounds, but there was an arc-shaped electric current spot on the palm of the right hand, and there were dissolved metal debris deposits on the edge. The rest have to go back for biological identification .”

"Electric shock..." Wu Yuan murmured, "Could it be that the power outage just now was related to his death? What caused the electric shock?"

Liu Wen looked at Wu Yuan's arm, and was still making a routine report: "We are still investigating, there are a lot of electrical appliances in the dressing room, and we have to wait for the results from the trace inspection."

Huang Zonglin asked curiously, "Do you know each other?"

Liu Wen was taken aback for a moment, and then answered casually: "Same table in high school, good buddy."

Wu Yuan forced a smile, but it made his pale face even more frightening.He was clutching his arm, the pain made him almost lose his ability to think, and he was holding on to the question and answer just now, and he didn't relax until Liu Wen came over.

"I'll go, who wrapped it up like this for you?!" Liu Wen pulled his arm, frowning distressedly: "Come here, I'll make it again."

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "Captain Huang is still asking questions."

Huang Zonglin snuffed out the smoke and said, "Treat the wound first, I'll go in and see if there are any new discoveries."

After Huang Zonglin left, Liu Wen immediately pushed him into the room and pressed him on the sofa.

Wu Yuan asked: "Can you confirm what electrical appliance it is?"

Liu Wen opened the carry-on box, which contained many tools such as scissors and tweezers, but also some alcohol swabs, etc., which can be used for emergencies.

He cut the gauze off Wu Yuan's hand, and replied: "The electrical appliances in the dressing room are nothing more than hair dryers, curling irons, kettles, etc., but you know, the voltage of these electrical appliances can't kill people in a short time."

When the gauze was torn off, flesh and flesh stuck to it, causing Wu Yuan to groan a few times in pain, before he came back to his senses and asked, "You mean, the cause of his death was not an electric shock?"

"The accurate statement is electric shock. There are obvious black spots on his heart, which shows that the ventricular fibrillation caused by the current passing through the human body is indeed the cause of death."

Liu Wen was about to pour alcohol on his wound, but Wu Yuan reached out to hold the mouth of the bottle.

He refused: "Let me go, this thing hurts too much."

Liu Wen said stubbornly: "No, your wound will be infected like this!"

"..." Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I'll be fine tomorrow. Tell me the details again. Since he received an electric shock, does that mean that the electrical appliances in the dressing room have been tampered with?"

The two pushed the bottle back and forth several times, but Liu Wen still gave up.He sighed and said, "Wu Yuan, I know that is the person you like, but he is dead."

Wu Yuan was stunned, the alcohol bottle in his hand tilted slightly, and finally landed on his wound.

It hurts, he frowned and said, "I will save him."

Liu Wen mocked, "You are the one who wrote the script, not the one who created the human beings. How can you save me?"

Wu Yuan was silent.

It wasn't until the wound was temporarily bandaged that he continued to ask: "Anyone can use the electrical appliances in the dressing room. How did the murderer determine that Wu Yu would use the modified electrical appliances? If someone else uses it first, someone else will die." gone."

Liu Wen threw the blood-stained gauze into the trash can, "Tell me the truth, you called me here to be your spy, right?"

No wonder Liu Wen thought so, after all, Wu Yuan had done a lot of things before.

Liu Wen sighed shortly, and quickly compromised under Wu Yuan's cold face.

He said: "Electric appliances that can kill instantly must have been modified, but I can't understand why you asked Wu Yu to use the modified electrical appliances. After all, solving crimes is not my specialty. What do you want to know? Let's see if we can secretly inquire about it."

Wu Yuan: "I want to see the scene."

Liu Wen: "How can I let you in now, you should wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Wu Yuan shook his head violently: "No, it's too late."

Liu Wen was confused: "Why is it too late?"

"Close the team!" Huang Zonglin's voice came from outside the door, and people came in quickly. He leaned on the door and looked at Wu Yuan: "Please come with us and go to the bureau to make a detailed record. In addition, the stairs A tailor's knife was found in the room, and I have to ask you to cooperate with the investigation."

Wu Yuan was a little surprised, but didn't show it.The police will definitely not find the leak, it can only show that the fruit knife was hidden.

It can only be Lin Dawei later.

It seems that in this cycle, Lin Dawei still has something that he hasn't figured out.

Wu Yuan followed him into the police car.

For the first time in a police car, his mind went blank.

Outside the stadium, many police officers stopped the onlookers, one by one talking about deleting photos and videos, and forbidding to disclose information related to the scene.

When the cold wind blows, all of them are scattered behind, and go as black as the night.

Wu Yuan followed a group of policemen, and he saw Li Xu not far ahead.

Li Xu's condition was even worse than he thought, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he no longer had the sparkling spirit before, as if it was his beloved who died.

The bright yellow lights in the reception room formed a circle around Wu Yuan. On the dark gray wall were written the four characters of obeying the law and obeying the law, which smelled like a retro spy movie.

After truthfully answering the account inquiry, Wu Yuan asked, "Has Li Xu recruited?"

The police officer on the opposite side had obviously undergone strict training, so he couldn't be fooled by such a sudden question, and continued to ask questions without changing his face.

Wu Yuan simply leaned on the back of the chair and stopped answering.

The clock in front of him was ticking towards 11:30, and there was not much time left for him.

At this time, Huang Zonglin came in and replaced the police officer.

Huang Zonglin did not sit down, but leaned against Wu Yuan's table, naturally lowered his hand to support the edge of the table, looked at him and asked, "Do you think Li Xu is the murderer?"

"Has Li Xu recruited?" Wu Yuan still asked.

Huang Zonglin answered frankly: "No, he insisted that he had nothing to do with Wu Yu's death."

"He was beside Wu Yu when he died, so it can't be okay!" Wu Yuan said almost fiercely.

Huang Zonglin hesitated for a while: "So sure, you and Li Xu...?"

"I don't know Li Xu." Wu Yuan paused, "I just don't want Wu Yu's death to be unclear."

Huang Zonglin patted him on the shoulder, as if to comfort him: "We will definitely find the real culprit, and please tell the truth if you know what it is."

Wu Yuan took a deep breath and rubbed his sore forehead.Then he told everything about Wu Yu and Li Xu in the lounge.

Huang Zonglin glanced at the written transcript and put it in front of Wu Yuan: "Let's sign it."

Wu Yuan picked up the pen, wrote it quickly and returned it, and suddenly asked: "Captain Huang, have you found that doll?"

"Still investigating." Huang Zonglin flipped through the transcript and handed it to the police officer beside him after confirming that there was no problem.

Wu Yuan asked a little dejectedly: "Is there no result today?"

"Sorry, we are currently focusing on Wu Yu's case, so... But we will definitely catch the person who hurt you, please rest assured."

Wu Yuan forced a smile.

After he walked out of the reception room, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Liu Wen.

"What is the murder weapon?"

The other end of the phone said dully: "You really treat me like a tool person."

"It's too late." Wu Yuan was anxious, "Please tell me quickly."

"...Henjian said it was a curling iron. I secretly took a picture and sent it to you."

Wu Yuan said solemnly: "Thank you."

Liu Wen asked strangely, "What do you mean by saying it's too late?"

Wu Yuan hung up the phone and directly opened the picture he just received.

23:58

Liu Wen: [picture] [picture]

Liu Wen: There are remnants of copper pieces on it. It should be that the murderer modified the handle, and the inner structure has also been modified. The details are still being analyzed.

23:59

Liu Wen: Why are you hanging up on my phone?I have tried my best to get you first-hand information, just because the dead have different meanings to you, I am afraid that you will be too sad.

Liu Wen: What happened to you?

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Wu Yuan: ... the alcohol is so high!it hurts!