"Some places are really strange." Gongsun, who rushed to the autopsy, frowned and said.

"What's strange?" Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang leaned over in confusion.

"Look at this place." As he said that, Gongsun pointed to the zipper behind Pang Xiaoqin's evening dress.

"What?" Bai Yutang stared at the zipper, and saw a small piece of pink on the delicate black zipper, and there was a crystal light.

"It's nail polish." Gongsun raised the deceased's hand to show Bai Yutang, and saw that Pang Xiaoqin's fingernail was painted with pink nail polish the same as the one on the zipper, and... a piece of it was clearly scratched from the middle finger of his right hand, which should be the one on the zipper.

"What does this mean?" Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao looked at each other.

Gongsun shook his head helplessly, waved to call a female colleague from the forensic department, "Look, is there anything strange?"

"Strange!" The female colleague touched her chin and nodded, saying, "This kind of crystal nail is difficult to dry, it takes at least fifteen minutes... The current situation is that Pang Xiaoqin put on the evening dress before her nail polish dries."

The group of big men at the scene nodded together and were taught humbly - the analysis made sense.

"But... her dress looks very expensive at first glance. Most people will wear clothes first and then apply nail polish." The female forensic officer said seriously, "You think, if the nail polish is not dry when wearing it, then it will be unprofitable either to scratch the nails or stain the clothes."

"Of course, when a woman is dressed in a formal manner, she either waits for her clothes to be fully worn and then wears her nails, or waits for her nails to dry before wearing them."

"In other words, Pang Xiaoqin originally wanted to wait until the nail polish dries before wearing it, but what happened later, so she had to put on her dress in a hurry." Bai Yutang nodded, "It's really strange. How could she allow a piece of her nail to spend on her nails when attending a grand banquet like Pang Xiaoqin?"

"There is also a little strange." Zhan Zhao looked around, "There is no trace of struggle or fighting at this scene..." Speaking of this, Zhan Zhao suddenly frowned, as if he was thinking of something.

"What's wrong with the cat?" Bai Yutang noticed something was wrong with Zhan Zhao and asked, "What did you find?"

"I want to watch the surveillance video again!" After Zhan Zhao said that, he ran back to the surveillance room, poured out the video, and repeatedly watched the scene where the murderer inserted into the room by himself.

"Look here!" Zhan Zhao pointed at the door handle in the picture, "Look!"

Bai Yutang leaned closer and stared at the doorknob, and suddenly took a breath, "The doorknob moved before his hand touched the doorknob!"

"And look!" Zhan Zhao pointed at the man in black and said, "Although it was blocked by a mask, it can still be seen that he nodded slightly."

"An Lingli knows he will come!" Bai Yutang frowned, "From Pang Xiaoqin's actions behind him, he also knows the murderer, and his relationship is very good!"

"Oh, what's the relationship?!" Zhao Hu scratched his head, "It's so messy!"

"That's right." Wang Chao nodded, "There must be a reason to kill people and set fire. If you make people like this, that is not nice, it is to hate them to the core and have a grudge against killing your father... But now you have everything, but you have no motivation!"

"Yes." Ma Han looked at Bai Yutang, "Boss, do you think... this case seems to be related to the corpse case... and the corpse case is related to the corpse case... All cases are related to Fang Wo, intricate, and it is hard to tell whether it is related or not. Also, this one is An Lingli's, and the body is Pang Xiaoqin's. When you think about it, you have to separate the two sides, which makes people confused."

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao were both amused and crying. Zhao Hu handed over the glass of water, "Brother Ma, drink a sip of water and slow down... You almost made me faint."

No matter how much I smiled, everyone felt that Ma Han had the point. These cases seemed to be irrelevant, but in fact they were related. There seemed to be an indescribable connection between them, which made people feel confusing and strange.

The scene was blocked and evidence was collected, and the SCI man dragged his tired body away from the scene.

"The autopsy report will not come out at least tomorrow morning." Bai Yutang said to everyone, "I will probably fight again tomorrow. Everyone will go back tonight and have a good rest and keep their energy!"

"Yes!" SCI dispersed.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao walked to the car and were about to open the car door when Zhan Zhao suddenly said "Huh".

"What are you doing?" Bai Yutang was puzzled.

"Xiaobai, what is this?" Zhan Zhao reached out and took a piece of white paper from the door of the passenger seat of the car, "It was clipped to the window."

Bai Yutang walked around the car, walked to Zhan Zhao, and looked over and saw a line of red words written on the white paper: "Perform the way for heaven."

"It's inexplicable!" Bai Yutang took the white paper and looked back and forth, and found that there was nothing except the four red characters.

Bai Yutang asked, "Who has ever approached this car?"

"Oh..." The waiter smiled, "Young Master Bai, your car is a global limited edition. Most people will come close to take a look when passing by, and will take photos as a souvenir."

Bai Yutang asked, "You have a camera in the parking lot, right?" While saying that, he looked around and saw cameras in all corners. "Take us to the surveillance room!" After that, Bai Yutang pulled Zhan Zhao, who had already started yawning, and walked towards the surveillance room.

All the videos of the parking lot case being reported to this time were taken out, and Bai Yutang drove Zhan Zhao home.

This is how cats are. When they don’t want to sleep, you don’t want to sleep. They will slap you with their soft claws by your pillow, and meow to wake you up to accompany them. However, if it is when it wants to sleep by itself, then no matter whether you flatten or zip it up, rub it round or square it, it will not resist anyway, and just sleep in a daze.

It was already very late. Zhan Zhao had been very tired these days, so he was now in a semi-coma. He leaned against Bai Yutang's shoulder, grabbed the seat belt with both hands, opened his mouth slightly, and slept loudly. In that way, Bai Yutang felt thrilling. No matter what angle is wrong, someone might fall down.

After finally getting home, Bai Yutang decided to carry Zhan Zhao in, out of the parking lot, and carefully carried the person out of the car. Zhan Zhao opened his eyes in a daze, closed it again, turned over lazily, put his hands around Bai Yutang's neck, hummed twice, and then went to bed.

"Hu..." Bai Yutang looked at the sky, "This cat... used me as a bed.

When I walked to the door, I was thinking about how to take out the key and open the door, but I suddenly saw a bouquet of flowers at the door.

"Flower?" Bai Yutang narrowed his eyes and stared at the bouquet of red roses, feeling a little dazzling... The flower was so red that it was a little dark, making people feel uncomfortable inexplicably.

"Maoer." Helplessly, Bai Yutang decided to wake Zhan Zhao up and let him see, "Maoer."

"Hmm?" Zhan Zhao looked sleepy and looked unhappy with Qingmeng's discomfort. He looked up at Bai Yutang.

"Yeah~~" Bai Yutang gestured Zhan Zhao to look to the ground with his eyes.

Zhan Zhao looked down along his gaze and saw the roses on the ground, and he woke up halfway.

"Why is this flower so color?" Bai Yutang gently put Zhan Zhao on the ground and asked in a low voice.

"It's really strange!" Zhan Zhao took out his cell phone and took pictures of the flowers. After the photo, he looked at Bai Yutang.

Nodded, Bai Yutang raised his foot and gently kicked the bouquet of flowers. The flowers moved aside and saw a pool of red liquid... blood on the ground.

"What?" Bai Yutang frowned and squatted down to look carefully. He saw a small envelope among the flowers. The white envelope was stained with mottled blood, which was indescribable.

He reached out to take out a napkin, Zhan Zhao covered the envelope with the napkin, and pulled it out of the flowers.

The mouth of the envelope was not sealed. When he opened it, he saw something inside. Zhan Zhao also pulled out the things inside, and saw a folded page with a yellow highlighter on it. Psychology is science, a medical technique used to cure diseases and save people, rather than an illusion to create crimes...

"My book?" Zhan Zhao clearly remembered that this sentence was written in the introduction to the second book.

"What else?" Bai Yutang stared into the envelope.

Zhan Zhao found it was a small plastic bag, which felt like a stamp bag for stamp collection. There were blood-red petals inside. There was no sign of what kind of flower it was, but it was extremely brightly red.

"What should I do if Xiaobai?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Don't matter." Bai Yutang shrugged and pointed to his cell phone and said, "Anyway, there are photos. I'll better wait for the aunt who swept the floor tomorrow morning to get them away." After that, he took out the key and opened the door, pulled Zhan Zhao out, and closed the door.

After taking a shower, they lay on the bed, and the two of them stared at each other face each other.

"Isn't sleeping yet?" Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao.

"I can't sleep anymore." Zhan Zhao looked depressed, "I was so energetic by the bouquet of flowers."

"Is there any spirit?" Bai Yutang also felt energetic when he heard this, "Then let's do some activities to nourish the spirit and improve the spirit...puff~"

Before Bai Yutang could finish his words, Zhan Zhao hit the face with a pillow.

He took off the pillow and saw Zhan Zhao still looking thoughtful, Bai Yutang also put away his laughter and said seriously: "I'll just say... it's for you.

"Well..." Zhan Zhao had to admit it, looking up at the ceiling and thought, "I didn't offend anyone, who would target me, and I would kill so many people... why?"

Bai Yutang shook his head and reached out to pinch Zhan Zhao's nose, "I said Maoer, you are so sensible when you encounter other people's affairs. Why are you so confused when you encounter your own problems...Aren't you just psychology NO.1?!"

"Who said that?" Zhan Zhao glared, "There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts... You say I am NO.1, and I will probably be drowned by my fellow travelers tomorrow."

"Psychological people have been working hard for fifty years, but they are not as successful as you have worked hard for a few years. As a psychologist, the professional articles written by him have actually topped the list of novels. He is always unfavorable. Although you are the only think tank, let's talk about it, which one is better than you... "The second pillow hits him.

"I told you to talk nonsense again." Zhan Zhao reached out and snatched a pillow from Bai Yutang and put it under his head. "This case is very involved, and in addition to targeting us, do you think you are targeting Gongsun and brother, and Zhao Zhen..."

"You are worried... he can't cause trouble for us, so he goes to trouble our relatives and friends?" Bai Yutang thought for a while and said, "Maoer, you must have an intersection with the murderer. Think about it carefully. Who is suspicious?"
Chapter completed!