In the autopsy room, Wen Nanling looked at the two corpses in front of him. What kind of person was the murderer? He had challenged people's visual nerves again and again. Another one started.
"Oh, don't think too much. Wen Nanling, you can definitely do it. One by one, don't be anxious. All the problems will be solved. Since the fatal wound was on my throat, let me take out the pencil first and see how that demon did it.”
Wen Nanling listened closely to Third Mo's throat. He carefully cut open the throat and took out the pencil inside. In order not to hurt Third Mo's body, Wen Nanling was very careful. The tip of his forehead was sweating, and the hand holding the surgical scissors was also slightly sweaty. After an hour of holding his breath, the pencil was finally taken out of Third Mo's throat.
"Thank God, Third Miss Mo, I've kept you intact. Now, let's see how this small pencil pierces your throat.”Wen Nanling frowned as he looked at the pencil in his hand and weighed it in his hand. His frown deepened.
"Have you taken out the pencil?" Xiao Yu appeared behind Wen Nanling.
"Yes." Wen Nanling didn't seem to be interested in Xiao Yu's sudden appearance. His eyes were still locked on the pencil. "Something feels wrong. For a pencil that can pierce through the throat, isn't it a little too light?”Wen Nanling looked at Xiao Yu in confusion.
Xiao Yu took the pen and weighed it in his hand." Obviously." The pen was empty. Compared to a real wooden pencil, it's much lighter. Just like you said, how can such a light pencil be a sharp weapon that can pierce through the throat?”
Xiao Yu placed the pen on the table and looked at Third Mo on the autopsy table. "Wen Nanling, you really are an artist in the forensic field. He was really impressed that he could do it so perfectly after taking out the pencil.”
"What did you just say?" Wen Nanling frowned and reached out his hand. He rubbed his thumb and forefinger, trying to grab a certain point." Say what you just said again."”
"I was praising you just now. Do you want me to praise you again?”Xiao Yu felt a little baffled.
"Come on, don't joke with me. Repeat what you just said.”
Although Xiao Yu didn't understand why, he still did as he was told when he saw Wen Nanling's nervous expression." I'm saying that you're an artist in the forensic field. An autopsy was treated like a piece of art. He was strict with himself to preserve the integrity of the corpse.”
"Yes, a work of art." Wen Nanling's eyes lit up as he said," Everyone who is obsessed with their profession will regard the people and things they serve as the most precious things, just like how an artist treats his own works of art as treasures. Therefore, the pencil might not have been the one that killed Third Mo.”
"Then what could it be? Your autopsy report has already said that her fatal wound is in her throat.”Xiao Yu frowned." If we change our direction now, many of our clues might be useless.”
"It definitely won't be useless. The more clues we find, the more advantageous it will be for us. Then let's start with this pencil. Since it's empty, there must be something hidden inside.”While Wen Nanling was analyzing, Xiao Yu opened the pencil.
Just as Wen Nanling had said, the pencil was empty, and there was a very thin needle hidden inside. It was really hard and long enough to pierce a person's throat, and on the needle was a painting.
"Third Mo's painting?" Wen Nanling said in disbelief. Even Xiao Yu's gaze was completely locked on the painting.#
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