After discovering that the bloodshot eyeballs had disappeared, Shen Xing felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.
He took back his hand and recalled carefully.
It seemed that when he approached here just now, the mangy dog that had rubbed dirt on his pants was near Lin Wanru's body, and it howled loudly.
Is there any connection between these?
Wow!
At this moment, the bathroom window on the second floor was opened, and a resident living on the second floor stuck his head out.
Usually, because of the stench in this alley, the windows downstairs near this side are basically closed tightly. If they don't hear strange noises, no one will open them to take a look.
After the man in the window saw Lin Wanru lying on the ground, he then saw Shen Xing who was looking up at him. The man shivered in fright and immediately retracted his head and closed the window door.
When he thought about it, he might have witnessed a late-night murder of a drunken girl in a bar by a butcher that shocked Yungu City.
Shen Xing was startled. Fortunately, he held the arc knife in his hand completely and did not expose it. Otherwise, if someone saw him holding the "murder weapon", he might not be able to tell clearly.
After thinking about it, he quickly stood up and left the alley.
He stood at the entrance of the alley and looked around. Although the street lights were on and his sight was good, he did not see the mangy dog that ran out just now.
There was no other way, so I quickly returned to the community and returned to my room on the fourth floor.
He turned on all the lights in the room and didn't move anything. He just took off his soiled pants and threw them into the washing machine. Then he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for the sheriff to arrive.
Five minutes later, the first batch of police officers waiting to arrive was not Xiong Wei. These police officers came after receiving a call from the residents downstairs to report the crime.
When Xiong Wei finally arrived with seven or eight people, the first group of police officers asked for the reason, handed over the case, and left immediately.
Among the people Xiong Wei brought were the female sheriff and two colleagues who were with him during the day, as well as forensic doctors and morgue staff.
Everyone began to work independently, and some people were assigned to inspect the scene, while others went to block the alley downstairs. Shen Xing described what happened to Xiong Wei and the female sheriff, but it was hidden. The fact that I was carrying the arc knife when I went downstairs to check it out.
Now that things have happened, and everything is so weird, Shen Xing doesn't believe that he can hide these experienced personnel from the homicide team of the Municipal Security Bureau by just making up a lie.
As for the broken door edge and the bathroom window, because they were damaged during the struggle, and according to Shen Xing's description, Lin Wanru's body was very strong, so they did not suspect Shen Xing.
Xiong Wei asked: "Mr. Shen, are you not injured yourself?"
Shen Xing shook his head: "Fortunately, the collar was bitten by Lin Wanru, but it did not touch the skin."
"That's good." Xiong Wei said: "We will have several other colleagues to take over the case here later. They may also ask you some questions. Please cooperate then."
Shen Xing nodded in astonishment and asked, "Can I know the cause of Lin Wanru's death?"
Xiong Wei and the female police officer looked at each other and replied: "According to the current conclusion of the medical examiner, a severe blow to the back of the head with a blunt instrument was the main cause of Lin Wanru's death."
"In other words, are you sure it was homicide?!" Shen Xing nodded secretly.
The dent in the back of Lin Wanru's head that he saw just now was probably a fatal injury caused by a blunt object.
The two magistrates did not answer, but apparently acquiesced in his statement.
Shen Xing secretly thought, since Lin Wanru was killed by someone, why did the blood pupils appear? And what about controlling Lin Wanru’s body?
What happened to the appearance of this blood pupil?
These problems are really weird and currently cannot be explained at all.
As for why Lin Wanru's body moved and returned here, Xiong Wei and the female police officer didn't explain much. They just said that someone would take over the case and asked Shen Xing to cooperate.
About an hour later, Xiong Wei and other police officers left one after another, and Lin Wanru's body in the alley downstairs was taken away again, and calm returned to the building.
However, Shen Xing couldn't figure out why they didn't seal off the scene, that is, they didn't seal off his home.
I thought about it for a long time, maybe it’s because this case is special to some extent!
That's fine, otherwise I would have to stay in a small hotel for two days. Not only would it cost money, but I wouldn't be able to use a workbench or carve wood, which would be very inconvenient.
As for the other group of police officers who would come to check here soon, Shen Xing suspected that they might be people specifically responsible for handling this type of cases.
Maybe we can learn some secrets about Xue Tong and even the fake Hong Bin from the mouths of these people.
Even though he had guessed that all this might be related to the ghosts of this world, this guess needed to be confirmed.
Of course, Shen Xing cannot reveal to anyone the secret that he can detect these ghosts.
He raised his head and looked out the window. It was already light up now.
Although no one lives next door to this rental house, there is a family upstairs whose aunt is also named Shen. Because they were the same family five hundred years ago, she usually chats enthusiastically with Shen Xing when they meet.
At this moment, Aunt Shen was lying on the guardrail of the stairs, looking this way.
"Aunt Shen."
After sending the Sheriff away, Shen Xing did not close the living room door. He squeezed out a smile and called Aunt Shen.
Aunt Shen immediately showed concern, walked over and looked into the room, and then asked: "Xiao Shen, are you okay? What happened last night? They said someone fell from upstairs."
"A female thief accidentally fell into the alley behind the building while stealing something from my house. She has been sent to the hospital by the sheriff."
Shen Xing temporarily told a white lie. If he said that Lin Wanru, who died during the day on the third floor, ran back last night, I'm afraid Aunt Shen would have died on the spot.
Anyway, it was very dark at the time, and even if someone saw Lin Wanru fall, they would not be able to see her clearly.
Besides, Lin Wanru was wearing a floral skirt during the day. The woman who came back at night had been changed into a morgue uniform, her hair was spread out, and her style was completely changed.
"Ah, we were robbed! Are you injured?" Aunt Shen was shocked. "No wonder so many police officers came over just now."
"It's okay." Shen Xing shook his head.
Aunt Shen said: "I'm going to the morning market to buy some fresh vegetables and breakfast on the way. What do you want to eat? I'll buy them together."
"No, thank you, auntie!" Shen Xing stretched, "I was woken up late at night and now I want to catch up on my sleep."
Aunt Shen nodded: "As long as everything is fine, then you have a good rest. I will cook noodles for lunch. If you want to eat, just come upstairs."
After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs.
Shen Xing closed the door and returned to the bedroom. He found that the bedroom door had been damaged and could not be closed tightly.
I simply put away the wood carvings and tools on the workbench, and unconsciously held the Buddha statue I made before going to bed last night in my left hand.
Glancing at Hong Bin's half-length wooden sculpture, after fighting with Lin Wanru's corpse, Shen Xing experienced a decline in his mental antibody level. At this moment, Shen Xing wanted to replenish his antibody level by staring at Hong Bin's wooden sculpture.
But the shadow of that bloody pupil appeared in his mind from time to time, and he couldn't get rid of it.
Subconsciously looking at the Hong Bin wood carving not far away, Shen Xing, whose head was full of blood-eyed shadows, rummaged through the neatly stacked wood beside the workbench.
