The crime scene was in the lounge in the East 2nd Division. Feng Rong and his men just walked to the door and saw Di Bingqiao coming quickly and said to them: "Minister, Assistant Lin, someone has started to make trouble inside."

"Oh?" Feng Rong responded without hesitation and pushed open the half-closed door.

The space in the lounge was very large, but it also squeezed a lot of people. Among them, the two men led by Qi Fengxu and Kuang You were confronting and arguing. The two camps, one black and one yellow, were very conspicuous. They were about to fight. E Jingbai stood next to them, with a cold face. He was not good at speaking and was ready to violently swear. Several members of the Ling Law Enforcement Department were guarding the door of a small single room, and Yan Mi was sitting on a chair next to him... Well, he was playing with his mobile phone calmly. This scene was not ordinary chaos.

Feng Rong didn't walk in, but stood at the door, glanced at Linlin inside, then took off his sunglasses, and knocked on the door three times slowly with his other hand. In the noisy lounge, the knocking sound could almost be covered by the sound of speaking, but everyone inside heard it because their eyes were all concentrated at the door.

"The crime scene should not be noisy," under the baptism of everyone's eyes, Feng Rong's expression did not fluctuate at all, his tone was flat, and his condescending momentum instantly suppressed the person, "Do you understand?"

The sound in the lounge completely calmed down, and everyone looked away from their eyes and did not dare to say anything.

"Very good." Feng Rong said lightly, then walked in.

Everyone looked at each other with guilty conscience - actually these two words mean "ium", right!

There were only ten players in the final of the formation competition, and it was a wheel battle, so Sansang Academy prepared ten small single rooms for them, and the place where the accident happened was one of them. The aura of resentment that overflowed from inside was too strong. Feng Rong didn't need to ask, but went straight to the small room. The people along the way immediately gave way to him without saying a word.

The situation in the single room was a bit strange. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong had just seen the girl named Chongkenyue held a drum in the morning, holding a lit candle in her right hand, closed her eyes, her long hair was loose, her skirt was flat, and her body twisted into a graceful and soft dance pose, as if she was dancing gracefully. She lay in this form on the floor of the small single room, with a round hole in the center of her forehead, which was very delicate, making the hole look like her third eye and blood seeped out, taking away all her vitality.

Lin Yingkong followed Feng Rong, looked inside after passing him, and then suddenly murmured: "The Dance King's Eye..."

"What?" Feng Rong thought he didn't hear it clearly.

Lin Yingkong said word by word: "The God of Destruction, Lord of Ghosts, Shiva."

Shiva, the god of destruction, symbolizes reproduction and destruction, create and destruction, is covered with ashes, is wrapped in hair, is wearing a crescent moon, is surrounded by a long snake, is decorated with a chest, is decorated with a skull and neck, is a tiger's skin around his waist, is holding tridents, axes, a tambourine, a stick or a doe in four arms, and is able to show various strange and weird different appearances - one of them is the appearance of the King of Dance, and the symbol on the clothes of Xijingshe happens to be the statue of Shiva, and its members died here as one of the appearances of the statues.

Feng Rong didn't answer the conversation, but just put on disposable gloves and walked in. After seeing Chongkenyue's body, he walked around the room for a while before calling out: "Bingqiao."

Di Bingqiao, who was waiting at the door, said knowingly: "The fatal injury of the deceased was on his forehead. He used a gun that had not been modified in the human world. He had no spiritual response. However, the attack was fatal. The body did not completely cool down. The corpse zombie phenomenon had not yet appeared. Judging from the last time he saw her, the death time was no more than an hour and a half, and there were traces left after the fight. However, she had just finished the competition and was not sure if there were any wounds caused by fighting with the murderer at the time of the incident. I need a further autopsy."

Is Feng Rong unanimous, "Where is the scene?"

"There are fingerprints, footprints and hair collection, but it is usually public here, and there are many people coming and going, so the auxiliary is not very good."

Feng Rong looked at the ground, and could tell by looking at the messy footprints, "What happened?"

Speaking of this, Di Bingqiao lowered her voice and said, "In the afternoon, Professor Yan and I were in the same group. Because it was the final, there were many aristocratic sects. We didn't pay much attention to the competition. After the competition, everyone ended. Jingbai saw a junior from Lin's family going to the lounge behind. We followed them together and accidentally got squeezed apart. Jingbai followed the junior from Lin's family. Professor Yan and I went into the lounge. The two groups of people outside cleared the venue and were quarreling. It seemed that the group of people in yellow clothes said black clothes.

We are not very clear about what the people have touched their players... The yellow-clothed group said that the player was the dead man Chongwen. She kept hiding from the house after the game, as if she was losing her temper. When we were about to leave, Professor Yan suddenly walked to the room and stopped moving. I came over to pull him. As soon as I approached, I found something was wrong. I called Jingbai back and let him kick the door. Chongwen had already died for a long time. "The shot broke in the center of my head, and even monsters could not be saved.

"Is the door locked?" Lin Yingkong, standing in front of a small window, asked. This small window can accommodate up to three or four years old children in and out, but this is only compared to ordinary humans. For the creatures in the supernatural world, the small restrictions on the window can be protected from mosquitoes, rats and ants at most - the kind that is not a sperm.

"Locked," Di Bingqiao pulled the door over and let them look at it. The lock on it was violently removed. "A very ordinary lock with a latch, there is a restriction. After the lock is locked, there is no key to open. There are people coming and going from outside. No one has seen anyone breaking in with other methods. Jing Bailiang and I didn't let others in again."

"Have you taken the transcript?" After hearing this, Feng Rong pointed to the outside world and asked Qi Fengxu and Kuangyou and the others.

"Not yet, I just remember to do a preliminary autopsy and call people. Rongzi and Xiaodai and the others have been notified, but they are not here so soon," Di Bingqiao was a little confused, "The people outside are also quarreling." Then the minister and assistant Lin came.

"You go to the other single rooms first, and you will be free if you have no problems." Feng Rong said to her, then went out and ordered a few department staff to help. In addition to taking the transcript, they also had to search and respond to gunpowder. They were too busy for a while. After arranging these, he said a few words to the students in the lounge, and the general idea was to let them be more at ease and cooperate with the Ling Law Enforcement Department to handle the case here.

His tone of speech was always light and he thought he was quite kind, but everyone looked at his face as serious as cement, and did not dare to mention any objection. Kuang You, a bad temper, wanted to speak but stopped, but the identity of the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department was placed here, and he finally said nothing. Qi Fengxu no longer cared about the members of the Xijing Society who glared at him. He turned around and said a few words to the ascetics, asking them to follow the members of the Ling Law Enforcement Department to take notes in those single rooms, and he took Ji Ye here.

After the Ascetics' club dispersed to take a record, Kuang Youcai signaled that the people on his side would go there together. He and Qi Fengxu left behind with him and stood in confrontation with them. His eyes looked like he was angry about Chongkenyue, but he didn't know whether he was venting his anger on the Ascetics' club or there was really some evidence.

Feng Rong didn't pay attention to them at the first time, but walked to the man sitting on the chair against the wall and whispered: "Yan Mi."

Hearing someone calling him, Yan Mi slowly closed her phone, raised her head and looked at Feng Rong indifferently, without saying a word. E Jingbai had already leaned over at the first time, and saw Yan Mi doing this, she was helpless, and poked him behind her back to show him to cooperate. Yan Mi glanced at him, not knowing whether he didn't understand his thumb or it didn't matter. Anyway, she still looked cold and calm, and E Jingbai had no temper at all.

After dealing with Yan Mi, he knew his personality. Feng Rong didn't mind and just said, "Did you find out that there is something wrong with that single room first?"

The minister's tone of speaking was still lukewarm, but he didn't ask Yan Mi to go to the small room where he temporarily transferred the transcripts. E Jingbai knew that he was not skeptical about interrogation, so he poked Yan Mi and asked him to tell the truth - in fact, he didn't know how Yan Mi knew there was something wrong with the single room.

After being poked by E Jingbai a few times, Yan Mi finally reacted a little and slowly spit out two words: "What?"

He was completely like "I didn't listen to you just now". Everyone was powerless for the two words "I was completely out of shape". He thought that he was incompetent in teaching - although he didn't know why he had the obligation to educate Yan Mi - and E Jingbai silently supported his forehead.

In a strange atmosphere, Assistant Lin looked at E Jingbai meaningfully, then stood up, cleared his throat and said, "Yan Mi, why are you standing at the door of the single room where there is a corpse?"

Yan Mi moved her eyelids, as if she was weighing the words. After Di Bingqiaomo counted five times, she said: "The smell there is a little strange."

"...What's the smell?" E Jingbai was surprised, "Is it a bloody smell?"

"No, I meant not the smell..." Yan Mi shook her head and thought about the adjective for a long time, "I felt like I smelled something... It was the same as when Shuping died, as if I could tell there was something bad inside as soon as I smelled it." After a pause, he added: "I don't like it."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other unexpectedly. Although Yan Mi described it very abstractly and scattered, they could understand it. Just like everyone who has been fighting on the front line for many years, everyone could instinctively smell that smell - the breath of death that has nothing to do with corpses and blood.

But now is not the time to pursue Yan Mi how a university professor who said it was ordinary, actually said it was unusual, but actually said it was unusual, but Feng Rong looked at him with an inquiry look. After confirming that Yan Mi had not concealed it, he shook his head at E Jingbai and signaled that it was okay. E Jingbai patted Yan Mi's shoulder comfortably, and Yan Mi immediately left these things behind, lowering her head and playing with her phone as if no one was around, completely ignoring everyone around him.
Chapter completed!