MTL - Unlimited Cycles of Death-Chapter 5 Iris flower 05┃ a sudden corpse.

"Where did she go?" Mu Qin looked around the run-down corridor without seeing the female teacher, and couldn't help asking Cheng Guoxu and Qiu Zijia around him, "Did you see where she was going?"

"The ghost knows where to go, and I don't see any figure as soon as I come out." Qiu Zijia was depressed and angry. "What's going on with this woman? Don't run away at the door, just wind up your ears?"

"Will anyone be taken away?" Mu Qin said as he looked at Cheng Guoxu. When they searched, Cheng Guoxu was closest to the door, and he should be able to see the movement of Han Li.

Cheng Guoxu understood Mu Qin's eyes and shook his head to Mu Qin and said, "I didn't see where she went. It felt like she was there a second before and disappeared a second later."

"It's troublesome." Cheng Guoxu's words frowned Mu Qin.

And Qiu Zijia said: "Don't worry about her, since she left behind, she will be dead on her own."

"What I want to know is whether she left or was taken away by herself. If the former is fine, we can completely ignore it. But if it is the latter ..." Muqin sighed, "it will be very troublesome. "

Qiu Zijia said, "Do you think that woman will leave by herself?"

"I don't know." Mu Qin shook his head.

As soon as Mu Qin's words fell, everyone suddenly heard a sharp scream from the stairwell at the end of the corridor.

The scream was obviously a female voice, and Mu Qin and others instantly recognized that it was Han Li's voice. They looked at each other. Qiu Zijia was a little hesitant, but Mu Qin had stepped towards the sound source.

"Wait a minute!" Qiu Zijia reached out and deliberately stopped Mu Qin from letting him go, saying at the same time, "Don't go, what if there is a trap?"

Mu Qin turned to look at Qiu Zijia: "So you don't want to save her, right?"

Qiu Zijia was a little embarrassed and didn't answer. He really didn't want to save Han Li, saying that Qiu Zijia was not a righteous person. In the face of possible and unknown dangers, he just wanted to protect himself.

Mu Qin didn't say anything either. He stared at Qiu Zijia with dark and deep eyes, and he was so calm that Qiu Zijia couldn't help feeling terrified.

Qiu Zijia found that Mu Qin seemed too calm. From the moment they met for the first time, Mu Qin's face has not changed much, no matter whether it is a smile or an angry or surprised expression, he is light and his tone is cold.

Muqin said: "This is the second floor. This apartment has five floors. There is only a staircase for the up and down of the left side of the corridor. Unless we jump through the window of the corridor, we will go up or down. Go through that stairwell. "

"And Han Li's voice came from the stairwell just now. Anyway, if you don't want to be blocked here, you have to go." Mu Qin said, looking towards the end of the corridor, the lights on the corridor seemed to Something went wrong.

After Han Li screamed, there was no other sound, and the apartment building in the orphanage fell into a dead silence.

Mu Qin took the lead, and he took a tube of steel from the heating pipe on the side of the corridor near the window as a weapon. The tube was so rusty that it was easy to pull it off.

Cheng Guoxu and Qiu Zijia followed him. They walked lightly and quickly towards the stairwell, and found that the lights at the corner of the stairwell were turned off by somebody, and they turned on the lights when they came up. That's right.

"Han Li !?" Mu Qin shouted into the dark staircase, where his voice echoed in the narrow aisle, but could not hear any response.

If only there was a flashlight.

Mu Qin thought so, but had to grasp the rusty steel pipe in his hand, bend his back against the wall, and start walking downstairs.

Qiu Zijia and Cheng Guoxu stood behind the stairs and hesitated for a while, and then stomped up.

Mu Qin stepped down a staircase against the wall, and touched the light switch at the corner of the staircase. At this time, Mu Qin smelled a weird smell in the air. He was familiar with the smell, and he felt a little bit in his heart. I was ready, so I pressed the switch and illuminated this small area.

"My mother!" Qiu Zijia screamed in horror immediately when the lights turned on. He jumped three feet high, and the whole man couldn't help but post it behind Mu Qin.

In front of them, a person who did not know whether to die or alive was lying on the steps of the corner of the staircase. The man was covered in blood, and the blood was splashing on the wall. He had a very large wound on his back, obviously what was used The cutlery was scratched.

The man seemed to be struggling for a long time before his death, and blood fingerprints remained on the wall on his side.

"He ... Is he dead?" Qiu Zijia hasn't seen much blood after living for 28 years. His family is in good condition, his parents are very spoiled, hard work has not let him do it, and the chicken has never been killed. Only, let alone suddenly see such a **** dead person.

At this moment Qiu Zijia was terrified, shivering behind Mu Qin, but Cheng Guoxu beside him was much calmer than him, although Cheng Guoxu's face was also pale.

Mu Qin stabilised his mind a little, walked over to squat down, reached out and touched the pulse on the neck of the other person. It was a little warm, maybe there was some temperature shortly after his death, but he couldn't feel the pulse.

Muqin said heavily: "It seems to be dead."

Qiu Zijia said: "This guy is not Han Li, looks like a man."

"It's not Xu Fu, it's not the same shape. It should be the one that Xu Fu has never found." Mu Qin said, reaching out, grabbing the body's arm, trying to turn the person over to see his face.

"Don't, he's all blood!" Qiu Zijia seemed scared and tried to stop Mu Qin, but Mu Qin had turned the person over. However, turning it over was useless, because after turning over, everyone found that the corpse's face was also full of blood. It seemed that a particularly large blood mouth was shaved from the left eye to the right chin, so the whole face was flesh and blood. Fuzzy.

Qiu Zijia glanced over her head and glanced at the horrible face of the corpse, and reached out and covered her eyes: "Oh my god, it's miserable, I can't see what it looks like."

Mu Qin didn't pay attention to this. He carefully observed the body shape of the dead body. The deceased's figure was actually very good. He should be a big man with a height of about eighteen meters. His arms, chest and abdomen were very healthy. At the placket, you can see tight and strong muscles.

Such a man with a very good physique shouldn't be easily killed, especially if he didn't make any noise before his death.

Just now Mu Qin, Qiu Zijia and others were searching on the second floor, and the man died on the corner of the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.

If he struggles to issue a call for help, Muqin will be able to hear them.

Unless this stairwell was not the first scene of death, someone had dragged his body to the corner of the staircase after killing the guy.

However, this act was meaningless, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and Muqin couldn't think of a reason for the killer to do so.

Thinking Muqin couldn't help but grab the body of the corpse, carefully looked at the neckline of his clothes, and tried to find more details from the corpse.

Then, Muqin discovered that the fatal injury of the corpse should be a mouth with a deep visible bone, which may damage his carotid arteries, so there was a lot of blood on the scene, and the walls were everywhere.

Mu Qin is not a forensic doctor and can't identify the old and new of these injuries, but he guessed that this person might have encountered the so-called "killer" or "ghost", and then the ghost gave a knife on his neck. However, the ghost suffered more injuries on his face and back, respectively.

Because a cut was made on the neck, the vocal cords may be damaged and no voice was asked for help, which is why Mu Qin and others did not hear the voice on the second floor.

and……

Mu Qin followed the blood stains under the corpse and looked down the stairs. The person may have come from the outside courtyard. A lot of blood was dripped along the way, and along these blood stains, we should be able to find the first person who was attacked. One scene.

Qiu Zijia also calmed down a bit now. He didn't stop as he did just now. Although he was still pale, he still had the courage to cover his mouth and nose to squat beside Mu Qin.

"The female teacher probably screamed when she saw the corpse." Qiu Zijia said to Muqin in a sullen voice. "Maybe she saw the killer, so she ran away."

Mu Qin declined to comment on Qiu Zijia's opinion, and he is still watching the body.

"There are two footprints," Muqin said suddenly.

Qiu Zijia didn't respond: "What?"

Muqin pointed to the bloodstain next to the corpse, and there were obvious footprints left on the bloodstain.

"One is a woman." Mu Qin pointed to the footprints that looked smaller, and pointed to the obviously larger footprint next to it. "This should be a killer."

"The two footprints are close together, and the woman's footprint disappears within a few steps. I am afraid it was caught by the killer and then carried away." Muqin inferred from the simple traces that the scene might have happened.

Qiu Zijia looked at Mu Qin in shock: "Brother, you are terrific. Are you a soldier or a detective?"

Muqin sighed and said, "This is basic investigative capability."

After speaking, Mu Qin stood up beside the corpse. He was still holding the corpse's arm, and at the moment subconsciously wanted to let go. However, at this moment, I don't know if it is Muqin's illusion. Muqin felt that the arm of his body suddenly trembled.

This surprised Mu Qin's heart, his eyes widened sharply, and he stared down at the body.

But the corpse was still a corpse. This man with a good figure had lay on the ground and turned into a piece of dead meat that was beginning to rot.

It may be a muscle contraction response caused by neurotic convulsions after death. Mu Qin thought, but still squinted and stared at the body for a long time.

Until the next Qiu Zijia felt wrong, he nervously watched the wind and grass around him, the sky was completely dark, and it began to rain, the air became wet and cold, and he could even hear raindrops falling on the concrete and mud soil sound.