Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

In theory, seeing such a heinous guy has died, and it seems that the death is quite tragic, the people of the Homeland Security Bureau should express a happy attitude, but they are still a little gloomy.

It was even a little bit annoyed, and Lu Ze, who followed behind, walked into the room in three steps, and he came to his conclusion.

"It seems that no one has been to this hotel for a short time, and I only saw the footprints of three people, one of which is probably the death of the artist.

"But his shoes are odd, they don't show any marks, and they don't look like they fit or don't fit, they appear to have been treated.

At this time, he realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

Everyone's attention was on that corpse.

"Sure enough, after seeing it with my own eyes, did I realize that it was preempted by the dead artist? 35

You Chengzhu wanted to dispel the current dignified air, but after He Yike observed it, he opened his mouth to kill someone.

"This corpse has just been cold for less than two hours. I am afraid that the death artist has played a good show."

"What do you mean?"

Li Mingwei followed and asked curiously.

And Cheng Ningnan still had the infrared detector on his head.

In the direction of his Yan Zhihui's body, some red wavelengths of hot light were scattered.

"Yes, this corpse has just died, and He Yike's analysis is correct. 35

And the people on the side looked at the college student with some curious eyes, to see what kind of high point he wanted to say.

But He Yike didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Even if he thinks about it with his butt, he knows that the so-called corpse is not just cold because the death artist has just completed the accidental art.

But because the latter deliberately let Yan Zhihui just die to mock their Homeland Security Bureau.

That bastard likes to play psychological tactics.

He Yike pondered.

He first took a few steps outside, got the steel bar that was stained with blood, and then put on gloves, after observing the evidence for a while.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this thing must have something to do with Yan Zhihui's death.

Then he solemnly handed the steel bar to Lu Ze.

The other party skillfully carried a box and put it into the evidence box.

Then He Yike himself walked over and started turning over Yan Zhihuihui's body, and his movements were very light.

He Yike recently learned forensic skills at the Homeland Security Agency, and he was able to ensure that he would not destroy the body.

"Sure enough, his skin is still warm and without any pigmentation. If he touches it, even the blood in his body has not yet begun to coagulate completely.

"All in all, I can probably guess how this guy died. 99

He Yike stared at Yan Zhihui for a while.

A bit of despair can be seen from the pair of eyeballs that have already started to become cloudy, but the strange thing is the expression on the face, but there is a smile on the mouth.

Then he turned his eyes and found a lot of things.

Due to Yan Guozhang's rush to escape, he actually didn't have time to deal with the scene, or he felt that it was meaningless to deal with the scene, and it didn't matter if he could hide from the eyes and ears of the police.

The most important thing is to escape death in order for the artist to survive, so it is better to use it to escape quickly to deal with things like the scene.

In this way, it is convenient for the people of the Homeland Security Bureau, and He Yike is an extremely observant guy, and he quickly speculated about the matter.

"Look at these footprints and the rolling marks. Obviously, the distribution of these dusts means that two people have been scrambling here, and it's interesting to see this..."

He walked over in three and two steps and stretched out his finger.

"Judging from the strength of the dust being pressed down, it is obviously an old man and a strong man."

He Yike looked at Yan Zhihui's corpse while talking, and looked into the distance on the other side.

"A prime-aged man is obviously Yan Zhihui, and the other old man is his father, Yan Guozhang.""

Li Mingwei has been cooperating with this talented young man for a long time, and he has been praising him for a long time.

"Yes, I think it is such a point of view, I don't know what means the death artist played, but obviously his accidental kills are not purely based on some physical phenomena, but also some control of human nature.

"I have a bold guess, and that is why he did everything that seemed pointless before, and the means that took a lot of time and effort, except to make the Yan family father and son die in the most desperate situation..."

The genius boy made an odd gesture with his hand.

"Another purpose is to break into their hearts.

He Yike took out a deformed bullet from a crack in the door as if he had made a big discovery.

"Aha, look at what I said, the two father and son obviously failed to touch the Death Artist even though they used firearms, and they finally fought together in despair."

What He Yike said made people feel a little confused.

And the people next to it but the Homeland Security Bureau are not ordinary people with weak reasoning ability.

They soon realized the full picture of the event.

"" "I probably understand.

Cheng Ningnan nodded.

With some effort, he tore the infrared monitoring instrument off his head.

"You mean that from the time Hu Ge was killed, it was the process of the death artist breaking through the hearts of Yan Guozhang and Yan Zhihui step by step, and during this period of time, he turned Yan Guozhang and Yan Zhihui against each other. 99

"In the end, I was using a trick or simply appearing in person to force them to realize one thing. It is impossible to deal with the dead artist, but dealing with the people around them has a chance to survive, so in the end, the two scuffled together."

Cheng Ningnan observed the scattering of dust and the splashes of blood around him as he spoke.

He can be sure that the Yan family and their sons have hurt each other, and this is not only by inference.

It can be easily concluded by taking some surrounding blood samples and skin debris for testing.

"That's right, while the best (best Zhao) queen and the others were in the scuffle, Yan Guozhang was originally at the disadvantage, but he accidentally pushed it, and it should be able to be identified based on the traces around it. I have learned some profiles. "

He Yike said lightly.

"Then Yan Zhihui hit the steel bar and died after a long period of blood loss. Even at first, he was unable to move because of the damage to the nervous structure of his body, so Yan Guozhang thought he was dead and left here hastily.

He Yike looked at the corpse, wondering what he was thinking.

"Unexpectedly, his son finally died after a nightmare-like process of slowly passing his life.

"This is worthy of the artistic display of the death scientist. On the surface, the father hurt the child out of his own desires, but in fact, there are accidental factors, more control of human nature, and the trial of the perpetrator. ."

The members of the rest of the team also filled in the last piece of the puzzle in a few words.