Chapter 1

Who is the forensic concubine? This book is produced and distributed by the electronic version of technology authorized by novelhall.com. In the early morning in Fuping County, there were few people, and the mist did not disperse. On the edge of a small lake in the suburb, scarlet blood spreads in the air. In the middle of the blood, there are organs of people floating. The organs of people have begun to turn white because of the washing of the lake water. They look ugly and disgusting! On the path in the distance, there are two figures, one big and one small, coming slowly by the mist. Only when they come near, can they see clearly. The big one is a man, who is elegant and bright with bright teeth and eyes. His steps are light and excellent. On his shoulders, there is still a black bird standing all over his shoulders. The bird pecks sharp and has bright eyes, which can't see the varieties, but it has extra spirit. At the hand of the man, he took a little boy, who was about four or five years old. He was made of pink, carved and jade, and a pair of dark eyes were as bright as stars. They walked all the way to the lake and stopped when they saw the situation in the water. "Mother, we're late again." Liu Xiaoli's cheeks were puffed up and he mumbled unhappily. The man bent the plain white finger, tapped on the top of the little guy's head, squinted: "what was it called me just now?" Liu Xiaoli covered his head, pitifully shriveled his mouth, and reluctantly called out, "Dad..." The man then showed his satisfaction, pushed the back of the little guy and said, "go to find the body." The little guy stopped, walked on his short legs, ran into the grass, and picked up the target for a long time. "Mother, oh no, Dad The body is here. " The man walked past with an air of self-respect, glancing at his son with warning. Liu Xiaoli shrinks his neck and takes two steps back. He still doesn't understand why his mother is clearly her mother, but he has to call her father! Ignoring the poor eyes of the little guy, Liu Wei looks into the grass and sees a corpse in the grass, covered in blood and cut open by others. She lies there with her eyes closed in her eyes. Squatting down and staring at the corpse, Liu Wei made sure: "it's the same as the previous eight dead." Liu Xiaoli's bright black eyes are round and open: "or the murderer? The murderer is also very spiritual. He has walked half of the south of the Yangtze River for a whole month from Qujiang prefecture to Fuping County, all the way, all the way, and the technique is the same every time. Isn't he afraid to show his horse's feet, mother? " "He's creating his own style." Liu Wei said lightly, standing up from the ground and holding his son's hand: "abnormal killer, with his own aesthetic consciousness, he thinks that only when people die like this, they are the most beautiful!" Liu Xiaoli said, "but I think it's OK. It's not very beautiful." Liu Wei agreed: "it's really not beautiful. This murderer seems to have a low level of education, a general aesthetic sense, and a single way of creation. If it's beautiful to open his belly, then all the butchers are artists!" Liu Xiaoli knew what the artist meant. His mother told him so he nodded and asked, "Dad, what do we do now? Do you want to report to the official first, or continue to pursue? " Liu Wei licked his lip: "breakfast first." "What to eat?" Liu Wei thought, "pig blood porridge?" Liu Xiaoli frowned: "Dad, Xiaoli just looked at the body and didn't want to eat pig blood porridge." Liu Wei said, "porridge with pig intestines?" Liu Xiaoli puffed his cheeks: "but Xiaoli also looked at human intestines and didn't want to eat porridge with pig intestines." Liu Wei looks at his son with disapproval: "you are too picky about food. It's not tall." Liu Xiaoli's face is bitter: "Dad, you mean it..."