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After Luo Fan got out of the car, he pinned his police ID card on his coat, walked quickly into the villa, went straight upstairs, took the gloves from the staff of the forensic department, raised the cordon, and bent over by himself.
The girlish-style bedroom and the bathroom door were in a mess. Blood stained water stains could be seen everywhere in the cracks of the door.
In the bathroom, Xu Mi was squatting next to the bathtub collecting blood.
Wearing shoe covers on feet, a mask, and rubber gloves on hands, we put the two test tubes filled with blood into the survey box.
"How is it?" Luo Fan asked after entering.
Xu Mi shook his head: "It is indeed human blood. However, it is hard to say whether it was the scene of the first crime. Anyway, no body was found here."
As she said that, she turned to look at Luo Fan: "Have you ever asked this family?"
"Old Qin and the others are asking."
Luo Fan looked at the somewhat scary bathroom: "The nanny first noticed something strange in the bathroom, and then the man of the house called the police. This room belongs to his second daughter, who is seventeen years old this year. He said he saw the child last night, and today It became like this.¡±
"Is it possible that you just left a pool of blood and disappeared?"
Xu Mi chuckled. She never believed in ghosts and gods: "The security here is good. If there is no burglar, then someone in the family has committed the crime. Judging from the current situation, the person may have-"
She said no more.
Luo Fan has been a criminal policeman for many years, so he naturally understands the meaning of Xu Mi's words.
With so much blood left, if the person was still alive, he should have sought medical treatment a long time ago. Once he sought medical treatment, the family should not have known that as it is now, the person is most likely dead.
As for where the body was hidden, it became a big problem.
Luo Fan came out, walked around the bedroom, and opened the closet door to take a look.
Judging from the layout of the room, this daughter must be pampered at home. There are various brand-name clothes hanging in the closet, and there are also expensive skin care products on the dressing table. In addition to the smell of blood, there is also a faint fragrance in the air. He turned his attention to the bedside table Aromatherapy.
At this time, the camera switched again.
The opera house was packed with seats. The curtain call was taking place on the stage. There was thunderous applause from the audience. In the center of the stage, the girl in a pure black ballet costume, as the lead actor tonight, was presented with a large bouquet of roses. The corner of her left eye The position was painted with a rose pattern in silver powder. Almost involuntarily, the audience in front of the TV focused their attention on her.
After coming off the stage, the girl's face did not show the joy after a successful performance. She threw the rose into the trash can, then took her regular clothes and went to the dressing room.
When I came out again, the phone screen flashed in the bag again.
Ying Xuan'er pressed down the phone and did not attend the dance group's dinner tonight. She slung the small bag over her shoulder and left the opera house with her makeup on.
From beginning to end, the girl never exchanged a word with the other dancers.
That cold and aloof temperament was most vividly reflected the moment she opened the door and left with her coat in her arms, which also earned other people's dissatisfaction.
At the end of the seventh episode, Ying Xuan'er returned home and stood at the door of the living room. She was scolded by Ying's father as a cold-blooded animal that "she only cared about the show when something happened to her sister." Mrs. Ying thought about her daughter who had suffered an accident and stood up from the sofa in despair. He grabbed her arm and asked, "You hid your sister, didn't you?"
"You have always hated our mother and daughter, so now you want to kill your sister to vent your anger!" Mrs. Ying said, crying at Ying Xuan'er's feet: "I beg you to let Xu'er go, she is still young, you want to Come at me if you want to kill me!"
Before he finished speaking, the landline phone rang.
Father Ying wiped his face and walked over to answer the phone: "Hello, I am Ying Guohui."
On the other end of the phone, it was Luo Fan¡¯s voice: ¡°Mr. Ying, we have found your daughter in the garbage dump next to the cross-sea bridge.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com