My Corpse is Bohemian

The stubborn man put the lunch box aside and said, "I seem to have a little impression of this person, but I am definitely not familiar with him. He is definitely not a resident of this apartment."

The young policeman nodded and asked An Bu again: "Does he have any other characteristics?" After experiencing the first three strange things, it was a bit unaccustomed to suddenly appear a normal person.

An Bu thought about it carefully and said, "There are a few pimples on my chin, and it seems that I often scratch with my fingers, like..."

"Okay, no need for metaphors." The young policeman was worried that he would never be able to look directly at acne in the future.

"Don't, I want to hear it." The stubborn man didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the play. "Miss Takeaway, what did you want to say just now?"

An Bu continued: "...like a crushed maggot."

Young Policeman: This is the worst record he's ever made!

The stubborn man also said: "I was wrong, I shouldn't be so curious."

The young policeman sighed and changed the question: "Do you remember the color of this man's clothes, hat and earrings?"

Anbu paused and replied, "Sorry, I'm colorblind."

Young policeman: "…"

After taking notes for An Bu, the young policeman turned to the stubborn man again: "Have you been at home all night? Did you hear anything?"

"Of course there is." The stubborn man said, "The 606 goblin next door fought and called for two hours."

Young police officer: "...Since when?"

The stubborn man gave him a subtle look: "It started at about 10 o'clock, intermittently, I guess the man's staying power was not good, he would **** in two or three minutes, and then rest for ten or twenty minutes and continue tossing, but it didn't pass. After two or three minutes, it was quiet again, and so on and on until after 11:00, it finally subsided, it might as well have been me masturbating for a long time.”

The corner of the young policeman's mouth twitched: "What about 604? Is there any strange noise?"

The stubborn man touched his chin: "My attention is attracted by 606. You are also a man, so you should be able to understand that when a man's sperm is on his brain, his IQ is concentrated on his lower body, and he doesn't think about other issues."

Young policeman: Although he is also a man, he doesn't want to be represented at all, thank you.

Just when the young policeman wanted to ask questions, an older middle-aged policeman came out of the murder scene, glanced at the stubborn man and An Bu, and then said to An Bu, "Are you the first to discover the dead? "

Anbu nodded.

The middle-aged policeman took the transcript in the hands of the young policeman and looked at it. A strangeness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head and asked, "Do you remember the specific time when you met these people?"

"Around 0:35, I checked my phone before I went upstairs." An Bu replied affirmatively.

The middle-aged policeman said with a solemn expression, "The preliminary forensic identification just now showed that the two deceased died between 10 o'clock last night and 0 o'clock the next day, so one of the people you saw is likely to be the murderer."

"Can you tell me specifically about this man who looks like a neurotic and the other man with a baseball bat?" the middle-aged policeman asked, apparently ruling out the couple's suspicions, and they already knew their identities , you can call to ask questions at any time.

An Bu felt that he had already said everything he could say, and it seemed that he had no more clues to provide. Shen Xiaxin thought about it carefully, the memory passed by quickly like a film, and then, suddenly, it was frozen in one picture.

"Identify the wristband..." An Bu murmured.

"What?" The middle-aged policeman didn't seem to hear clearly.

An Bu said: "I think the man may really be a mental patient. He wears an identification wristband on his left hand. Although he can't read the serial number, the wristband is printed with a pattern consisting of four diamond leaves."

"Ah, I know, that's the sign of the Second Rehabilitation Hospital." The stubborn man provided accurate information in a timely manner, saving the trouble of the police investigation, and he didn't know what he was doing. He knew a lot of things. .

"This information is very helpful to us. What about the man in the baseball cap at the end? Can you remember anything?" the middle-aged policeman asked again.

"No," An Bu explained, "I was talking about the baseball cap just now. The sleeves of his clothes are a bit short, and his left hand just shows half of his wrist in his handbag. He wears an identification wristband on his wrist."

The middle-aged policeman never thought that the baseball cap was the mental patient, but he did not rule out that the other middle-aged man came from the same place as him.

"Do the two of them look like they're together?"

"I don't know about this. That's all I can remember." An Bu was not a **** either. Providing so many clues was enough to save the police a lot of time.

The middle-aged policeman nodded: "Thank you for your cooperation. Let us check your mobile phone later. You can go back if there is no problem. When we find the suspect, we may need you to identify it."

"No problem." An Bu knew that they checked her mobile phone to determine the identity of her delivery person, and checked the delivery time and route in order to completely rule out the possibility of her committing the crime.

At this moment, the sound of the elevator door opening came from the end of the corridor. Everyone turned to look at the same time, and saw a tall and handsome man coming out of the elevator with two sharp eyes. Falling on An Bu.

A few minutes ago, Jian Ningxuan was still studying data at home, and at the same time, he did not forget to pay attention to An Bu's movements. Just at 0:30, he found that An Bu suddenly stopped moving, and kept parked in a certain area for ten minutes, twenty minutes... Jian Ningxuan finally couldn't sit still, grabbed the keys and mobile phone and rushed out of the house .

When he drove to the apartment where the coordinates were displayed, and saw several police cars parked downstairs, an unprecedented panic suddenly surged in his heart.

It wasn't until the moment the elevator door opened, that he saw the familiar figure, the cloud in his heart suddenly dissipated, and he became clear.

He stretched out his long legs and quickly came to An Bu's side, with only her reflection in his deep eyes.

"Are you all right?" His deep voice was a little hoarse, and the soaring body temperature made his throat dry.

"It's okay." An Bu looked at his slightly messy hair and the sweat on his forehead and asked, "Why are you here?"

"...Come out for a spin."

Anbu: Honestly, are you worried about getting pregnant? Who comes out for a drive into someone's apartment and sweats all over? !

When Jian Ningxuan found An Bu, he was free to pay attention to the surrounding environment. He caught a glimpse of the **** murder scene, his face stiffened, and then he took a step sideways, blocking An Bu's sight. She stayed in such a place for dozens of minutes just now? It doesn't happen that she is the first to discover the murder, right?

Thinking of this possibility, Jian Ningxuan felt that her skin was about to explode, on the one hand it was hot, on the other hand she was shocked.

At this time, the palm of his hand suddenly penetrated into a coolness, which relieved his dryness.

An Bu's voice then entered his ears: "The questioning on my side is over, shall we go home?"

She worries that if she stays on, the heat radiating from someone's body will affect the forensic autopsy result...

"Yeah." Jian Ningxuan clenched An Bu's hand tightly, her expression softening slightly.

"Who is this?" The middle-aged policeman looked up and down at the man who suddenly appeared.

An Bu replied, "My friend, he came to find me on purpose."

"How did he know you were here?" The police are always suspicious.

Jian Ningxuan came in a hurry and didn't bring his ID card, but he had an ID system in his mobile phone, scan his fingerprints, call up his identity information, and hand it to the middle-aged policeman.

His phone was custom-made, and the system installed was different.

The middle-aged policeman held this high-end mobile phone, which was obviously a black technology. When he saw the information displayed on it, his expression was slightly startled. Then he returned the mobile phone to the other party and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Jian, and I have long admired it."

Jian Ningxuan put away the phone: "Can we go?"

"Okay." The middle-aged policeman made a gesture of pampering.

Jian Ningxuan pulled An Bu and took her out of the apartment where the murder took place without hesitation.

After they left, the young policeman asked curiously, "Boss, who is that man, you seem to be very jealous of him?"

"I can't talk about fear. He's a great tech talent, but it's a pity he went to speculate in stocks." The middle-aged policeman explained in a vague way, and then asked, "Has the surveillance of the apartment been transferred?"

"Come on." A policeman came over with a laptop, turned on the screen, and connected the apartment's monitoring system. What makes people speechless is that the monitoring of this apartment is still an old product from six or seven years ago. The cameras on half of the floors and the two elevators cannot be used. For the other ones that can be used, only vague ghosts can be seen. The shadows are almost indistinguishable from men and women.

"Don't they ever overhaul the equipment? The Safety Supervision Bureau doesn't send someone to check it out." The young policeman couldn't help but complain.

The middle-aged policeman waved his hand: "Okay, copy a copy and go back to the station to watch it slowly. This kind of monitoring is not as useful as the clues provided by that girl."

He is now extremely fortunate to have met a witness with a superb memory, otherwise the case is estimated to take a lot of effort, and the real suspect may even be missed.

When he got home, An Bu threw himself on the sofa in a relaxed manner, then turned over while holding the pillow, seeing Jian Ningxuan standing not far away in silence, his face was not very good, so he raised his hand towards him and summoned: "Mr. Jian , I'm frightened today, can you give me a little more energy?"

Jian Ningxuan came over, held her hand, and sat beside her.

An Bu closed his eyes and felt his anger rise a little bit.

The death qi value on her body increased by dozens of points just now, because she encountered a dead person. In theory, as long as someone dies within a radius of fifty meters from her, her death qi value will increase. However, in a popular city, death qi can generally be melted away by popularity, but Anbu stayed with the dead person for too long and the distance was too close, so the death qi value would increase.

If An Bu was in a cold and dead environment with no human body to protect her, all the dead energy found nearby would be completely absorbed by her, so An Bu never went to places like cemeteries, crematoriums, and ancient tomb ruins.

"Don't pick up night work in the future." Jian Ningxuan said, "This time I just found a dead person. What if I encounter a murderer next time?"

An Bu opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "If I don't work at night, what should I do?"