The yellow forbidden line has been drawn.
The elite of the Northwest office lead the way.
On the road into the village, you can see yellow markers from time to time.
"There are a lot of footprints here and here."
Lao Qin pointed to the marker in front and introduced it.
"Didn't you say that the murderer's footprints were not found?"
Shen Yue on the side asked.
Lao Qin smiled bitterly: "So this belongs to the villagers."
It is very difficult to wipe out the village massacre.
They mobilized more than a dozen forensic doctors and a large number of police dogs and manpower from the provincial brother unit next door to scan the entire scene.
Yes, the entire scene.
From the beginning of the village to the end of the village, tens of thousands of footprints were swept out. After checking one by one, they found that they were all the footprints of people in the village.
Not a single outsider.
More than a dozen forensic doctors and countless criminal police officers worked tirelessly for many days. They were not afraid of the hardships of the case, but they were afraid that the case would be over and the murderer would not be found.
That's what real suffering is.
There is mud on the ground.
Ning Ning walked forward step by step while holding on to the green bamboo pole she got from somewhere.
She kept two steps away from Xu Yanyang. Not only her, but everyone else also kept two steps away from their companions to avoid being thrown by the mud splashed by their shoes.
The entire Yongshou Village has a population of about 1,500.
The houses on both sides are made of bricks, tiles, and buildings.
The buildings were built by the wealthier people in the village.
Said he was rich.
But in fact, he just worked as a small contractor and earned more than 100,000 yuan. He never returned to his hometown despite being rich and wealthy, and walked around at night like he was clothed in fine clothes.
When a person gets rich, if he doesn't show off in front of his old friends and hometown, he will feel as uncomfortable as wearing a very beautiful brocade dress and traveling at night with no one to envy him.
So the contractor built a two-story brick building at the entrance of his hometown village with more than 100,000 yuan.
A bamboo fence made of dead bamboo was surrounding the outside.
Inside the fence are two vegetable plots planted with green onions and leeks.
The two red-painted doors had been washed away by the rain, and the background color of the logs inside was faintly revealed.
The capable personnel from the northwest office were ready to open the door and go in to inspect the scene.
Start with the first one and search door to door.
"etc."
The forensic doctor behind them shouted to stop their behavior: "Put on isolation gloves."
"Why? Weren't there any useful fingerprints extracted at the scene?"
"There were no fingerprints, but the victim's blood was all on that door."
The forensic doctor said coldly: "This door is not painted. The background color is logs. Guess where the red paint comes from?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces became extremely ugly.
Ning Ning subconsciously grabbed Xu Yanyang's hand and whispered, "Brother."
The force coming from Xu Yanyang's hand all showed the child's fear.
He bent down and picked up Ning Ning, not caring that the baby's muddy shoes soiled his expensive pants.
Patting Ning Ning's head to comfort her: "I'm scared, but my brother is here."
The big civet cat next to him also acted in a rare act of coquettishness, licking the little master's cheek and comforting him: "Meow."
Don't be afraid, when the ghosts come, I'll eat them all.
When the monsters come, I stew them into a seafood pot.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"This door is all covered with the blood of the victims. Someone or something hollowed out the victims' bodies, like venting, or trampling, and smeared their blood on the door. This is a kind of Typical demonstration behavior.”
Senior Inspector Lao Qin walked in front and pushed open the door with his gloved hands.
The door still had a sticky feel to it.
But no useful fingerprints or palm prints were found on the door.
Pushing the door open, a cold, moist wind blew in the yard.
The cold wind blew against the person's face, and there was a bone-deep chill.
"The deceased were a family of five, including grandparents, father, mother and children."
All the bodies have been transferred to the Northwest Forensic Identification Center.
All that was left at the scene was some blood stains and a white chalk outline on the ground showing the shape of the body when it died.
The house is covered with metal acrylic panels and transparent acrylic panels.
These acrylic panels prevent surveyors and outsiders from damaging on-site traces.
Ning Ning and the others stepped on the acrylic board and walked in.
The people in these special offices are not professional criminal investigators.
They do not need to conduct detailed site investigations like forensic doctors or criminal police.
What they're trying to do is do something other than solve crimes.
In the eyes of senior inspectors and forensic experts, these people were holding strange compasses in their hands and stepping on the acrylic boards to make a squeaking noise. They swayed in each room and looked up at the people looking around and those wandering on the street. There is no difference between the second-raters.
The first floor is the elderly room.
Because the elderly have inconvenient legs and feet, most elderly rooms are located on the first floor.
The body was also found in the elderly room on the first floor.
The two old men were watching TV at the time, and their favorite variety show was playing on the TV.
According to forensic judgment, they were attacked suddenly.
People from the northwest office first stepped into the elderly room with the compass in their hands.
Scanned up, down, left and right.
After coming out, he shook his head with a disappointed look on his face: "There is no trace of any evil spirit."
Another person also shook his head and said: "No trace of ghosts was found."
Immediately afterwards, they went up to the second floor and conducted a demon power check at the scene where the couple and their child were found dead.
Also found nothing.
They took a look at the cat sitting next to the girl, upright and leisurely licking its paws.
Doesn't he look useless just asking the special commissioner from the imperial capital for help?
Several people gritted their teeth and said, "Let's go to the next scene and take a look."
They exited the yard and locked the door again.
Before leaving, Ning Ning frowned and looked at the dark clouds in the sky with confusion.
Mumbling to himself: "It seems like..."
There seems to be something.
The big civet cat glanced in the same direction: "Meow."
There was a hint of thoughtfulness in those deep and cold eyes.
The second scene was not far from the house.
The deceased was an old man living alone.
It was also judged that he was suddenly attacked and was soaking his feet when he died.
There were traces of hot water being spilled on the floor.
Death scene reports indicate his neck was bitten from behind.
The death wound showed that it was not some giant beast or human being.
Dense gnawing marks.
Like...
Just like rats sneaking up behind him, he was enjoying soaking his feet without realizing it, but his neck was bitten off by the rats that swarmed him.
A tragic death.
A rat that can attack humans cannot be an ordinary rat.
Kill people and eat corpses.
Bloody carnival.
The densely packed rat footprints give people a visually terrifying sense of panic.
"No, I still haven't found the demonic energy."
