Netherworld Investigator Chapter 596: Weird way to die

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Huang Xiaotao opened the second video. When the screen appeared, she pointed me to the location on the map. This time, the location was far away from the place where Jia Mou died. I couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Why are the security guards absent On duty together?"

The section chief explained: "As you know, there are many precious exhibits in the museum, so the security work is the top priority, and there is no way to relax! There will be four security guards on duty in the museum every night, taking turns according to a certain route. Patrol to make sure nothing goes wrong."

I asked: "Will outsiders know the patrol route?"

"Impossible, it's all verbally explained by me, and it changes frequently. Unless they reveal it themselves, outsiders can't know it. Then again, whoever is fine will inquire about this, unless someone with ulterior motives." Tao.

It seems that the security in the museum is not the same as the security in the community. Security is an occupation that is often encountered in the process of solving a case. The salary of community security is generally not high, and long-term rest is not good. , His complexion is generally not so good. I glanced at the wall, and there was a photo of all the security guards posted on it. I could see that they were full of energy and red faces. Obviously, the treatment here is good, and it must be difficult to get in.

I said to the section chief: "Excuse me, please fetch all the security files."

The section chief was surprised: "So, do you suspect that there is a ghost? It must be the little king who disappeared that day! Comrade police, this guy usually has the habit of petty theft, he does not change after repeated teaching, and he is also good at work. But he is also the nephew of the new curator, and the villain has the ambitions, so I can't take him.

I shook my head quickly: "No, no, I don't doubt anyone, just look around."

After the section chief left, Huang Xiaotao looked at his back and said faintly: "This section chief, there are a lot of dramas!"

I said: "The door is closed, let's discuss and watch."

Just now because of talking, the video was pressed temporarily, I hit the space bar to continue playing. Two people appeared on a blank screen, a tall, thin man in a security uniform, and a man in a trench coat and hood.

I can't help but sigh in disappointment: "Do these bad guys like to dress like this? Can't they have a little bit of personality?"

Huang Xiaotao echoed: "Yes, yes, why don't you shave a bald head, get a'bad guy' tattoo on your forehead, or shave a swaggering moxican hairstyle, then our police should be more worry-free!"

Sun Bingxin smiled and said: "Bad people also have their own aesthetics, maybe people think this is cool!"

Undoubtedly, this person who can't even tell his gender and only shows his back is what Huang Xiaotao said, a guy who is a suspected murderer. In the picture, he slowly walked towards the security guard, the second deceased Li. Li appeared to be particularly flustered and kept backing up, waving his hands up and down like driving away flies, and his mouth opened and closed exaggeratedly, as if Is screaming.

From this angle, it is completely impossible to see what the murderer did or what he was holding.

After the murderer forced Li to the corner, he turned and disappeared to the left. I pressed pause and asked Huang Xiaotao if he hadn’t photographed the murderer’s face?

Huang Xiaotao said: "The film was taken, but the picture is very blurry. I am asking someone in the technical center to repair the picture. The murderer seems to have consciously avoided the camera."

I nodded: "It's not surprising. Maybe it's because I have stepped on it during the day and know the specific location of the camera. Anyone can come in a place like a museum."

Sun Bingxin asked: "Can I look for the surveillance during the day to see if there is any murderer being photographed?"

Huang Xiaotao groaned: "This kind of laborious work, which is time-consuming, laborious, and without technical content, I will ask Wang Yuanchao to pull a group of police academies to do it. The power of our team should be used on the blade!"

Sun Bingxin smiled and said: "Sister Xiaotao is really bad!"

Huang Xiaotao said without embarrassment: "Get what you need! I also provide them with some valuable practical opportunities, and at the same time let them experience the boring and boring work of the police, now it is still too late to change careers."

I know that Huang Xiaotao is not just talking about it, asking police school students to help me call it practice. She has done such shameless things more than once or twice.

I continued to watch the video, and Li kept waving his hands and backing away, gradually disappearing to the right side of the video. Huang Xiaotao switched to another video. At first I didn't see anything. Huang Xiaotao reminded: "Look at the ground."

I looked to the ground and saw Li prostrated on the ground, holding a handkerchief in his hand and covering his nose, slowly crawling from left to right.

I was surprised: "What are you doing? Avoid the invisible flames?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Don't tell me, it's really like acting."

I will definitely look at her: "Do you really think he is acting?"

"No, just say it casually. In fact, we have discussed it before you come back. It's a bit hypnotic." Huang Xiaotao replied.

I shook my head sternly: "This is not hypnosis, this is an illusion."

"Is there a difference between the two?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

I give an example. For example, the hypnotist tells the hypnotized person that the onion in his hand is an apple, and the hypnotized person really eats it as an apple, and even tastes the sweetness. But if it is an illusion, the person who has the illusion can imagine an apple in the air and eat it.

The human brain’s various perceptions of the outside world are transmitted into the brain through nerve impulses, suggesting that these signals are distorted, turning black into white, hard into soft, but no matter what the suggestion is Doesn't open the real thing. And hallucinations are signals that are born out of thin air, such as seeing colorful colors and hearing strange sounds after taking drugs!

Illusions are vague and unfounded, and humans have no means to manipulate them. However, both Jia and Li in the video seem to have seen something very specific and believable. I really can't imagine how this can be done.

Li disappeared from the screen on his knees. I asked him where he was. Huang Xiaotao explained: "He killed himself. The following pictures were not taken, but there are photos."

Huang Xiaotao retrieved a photo from her phone. It was a metal water tank. Li was curled up inside like a baby, his body was soaked white, his eyes were bulging, and the corners of his mouth wore a weird smile. Huang Xiaotao said: "We looked around and found Li's body in the water tank on the rooftop. Various signs showed that he had climbed in with a ladder by himself..."

"Suicide again?" I sighed.

"From a technical level, it is indeed suicide. But for us, there are the case of the civet cat and the murder case as a reference. We have reached a consensus that there are indeed methods to make others suicide in this world, so we Treat the deaths of these three as: murder!" Huang Xiaotao replied.

I nodded. There is no way to file a case if it is not considered a murder.

I took a deep breath and said: "Let's continue to look at the third deceased."

Huang Xiaotao opened the next video. As soon as he came up, he saw a man wearing a security uniform kneeling on the ground, his hands kept moving up and down, making mechanical movements. Only his back could be seen in the screen. One might think he is in charge.

Staring at the screen for a minute, I stared and said: "What is he doing?"

"He is squeezing his intestines." Huang Xiaotao said calmly.

At this time, the man in the picture fell to one side, his body twitched and he stopped moving, and a large pool of blood and filth slowly dripped under him...