"We suspect that the murderer dragged Professor Qin away!" Captain Zhao continued. Lu Xiaohang looked at the blood on the ground carefully. Who has such a deep hatred against Professor Qin? Regardless of the pool of blood, Professor Qin should have lost too much blood and was dying. The murderer did not end Professor Qin's life immediately, but cruelly dragged him back and forth to torture him. What kind of perverted behavior is this! Lu Xiaohang handed Luo Xinting into Luo Quan's arms and asked the squad leader to comfort the beauty who was in a state of confusion. And he himself kept looking back and forth at the scene. He was trying hard to imagine what the scene would be like at that time. Why did the murderer kill Professor Qin. And why treat a dying person so cruelly? The scrolls recording history at the scene now simply cannot arouse Lu Xiaohang's interest in appreciating them. "Didn't you find anything else at the scene?" Lu Xiaohang endured the pain and asked Captain Zhao. Captain Zhao still stood there upright: "The murderer's technique was very clean. We can't find any other clues. This is the first time I've seen such a method that leaves no trace." "But" "But what?" Lu Xiaohang, who was originally disappointed, immediately cheered up when he heard the change of subject. "I found some strange symbols next to the blood stains!" Captain Zhao finally moved his body and led Lu Xiaohang to the blood stains. "Look here, this symbol!" Following Captain Zhao's guidance, Lu Xiaohang saw a symbol written in blood next to the blood stain - two diagonal horizontal lines connected by two diagonal vertical ones. "There is another place here." Before Lu Xiaohang could take a closer look, Captain Zhao guided Lu Xiaohang to the other side of the blood stain. Another symbol written in blood appeared in front of Lu Xiaohang's eyes - a small man with a deformed word "pound" on his shoulder. "That's all I found!" Captain Zhao looked at Lu Xiaohang. Lu Xiaohang thanked Captain Zhao for the reminder. Looking at these strange symbols through the seeping bloodstains, Lu Xiaohang didn't know what it all meant. "A villain? A deformed Jin character!" Lu Xiaohang said to himself. He was thinking hard about the answer to the question. But what can all this nonsense mean? Lu Xiaohang squatted on the ground and raised his head. The prosperous scene in front of him in the "Prosperity Chang'an Map" that reflected the current situation of China at that time did not seem to arouse his interest, and the historical records in the "Qingming Riverside Map" on the side did not give Lu Xiaohang anything. The answer. Click - Luo Xinting, who had calmed down, began to record everything here with her camera. She began to work hard to accept this fact, and at the same time worked hard to find the answer to the question. "You can't take pictures!" Captain Zhao immediately stopped Luo Xinting's actions. But Luo Quan quickly came forward and settled everything. "Can I see the photo of my adoptive father at that time?" Luo Xinting begged Captain Zhao while sobbing. Team leader Zhao instructed the people behind him to take the folder. The photos inside record the conditions of the first scene at that time. Seeing her adoptive father's appearance, Luo Xinting couldn't help crying again. Lu Xiaohang immediately went over to comfort Luo Xinting, while carefully looking at the photos of Professor Qin at the scene. Professor Qin¡¯s body lay flat on the ground, with rows of blood trailing behind him. One hand is behind the body, while the other is stretched out in front of the body. "What kind of gesture is this?" Lu Xiaohang saw at a glance that the index finger of the professor's hand stretched out in front of him was straight out, while the other fingers were tightly bent together. After Lu Xiaohang¡¯s reminder. Team Zhao seemed to realize this. He also looked at Professor Qin's gestures curiously. "Where was the last time you saw the professor?" After listening to Lu Xiaohang's question, Captain Zhao pointed to a pool of blood: "That's right there." Lu Xiaohang came to the pool of blood. At the same time, he looked at Professor Qin's photo in his hand. "What does this gesture seem to be pointing to?" Lu Xiaohang suddenly said, "That's where the professor's hand was pointing at that time!" Lu Xiaohang asked excitedly. Team Zhao seemed to be interested when he heard this. He signaled to Lu Xiaohang that the direction Professor Qin's hand was facing at that time was the portrait of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty hanging on the wall. "Pointing to the portrait of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty?" Lu Xiaohang said with a frown! . . . . . After coming out of the museum, Lu Xiaohang kept comforting Luo Xinting, who was still a little excited. At the same time, his mind was still replaying the picture inside. "Did you find anything?" Luo Quan asked Lu Xiaohang after everyone came to a tea restaurant and sat down. Lu Xiaohang slowly shook his head. He didn't know what these things could make him think of. The three of them could only sit there in silence and watch the sparse pedestrians passing by the window. Luo Xinting quietLying on the table, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes. ¡°Now we still wait for the police¡¯s investigation results!¡± Luo Quan said. Lu Xiaohang glanced at Luo Quan. He has been troubled by several psychological problems. "Actually, it's not like we have gained nothing." Lu Xiaohang finally spoke. Upon hearing this, Luo Xinting and Luo Quan both looked at him. Lu Xiaohang continued: "Now we have to explain four questions first. First, why did the media not report anything after Professor Qin died in the museum? Second, why did Professor Qin not die immediately after losing a lot of blood, and then there were obvious signs on the ground? Traces of movement. 3. What do the two blood symbols mean? 4. What does the professor¡¯s finger on the portrait of Han Gaozu mean after his death? We will have a lot of clues. " Luo Quan and Luo Xinting nodded while listening. These four questions are indeed critical. The lights in Chengdu were dim at night. How many people knew that a murder had just occurred in the museum. Luo Quan drove Lu Xiaohang and Luo Xinting back to the hotel and left. Lu Xiaohang could only sit aside and watch Luo Xinting cry alone. Lu Xiaohang knew Luo Xinting so well that it was better to let her cry than to comfort her at this time. She stopped crying naturally when she was tired. ¡°I guess she was tired after crying for half the time, and her mind was a mess. Luo Xinting took her clothes and went to take a shower and get ready for bed. Lu Xiaohang was woken up by Luo Xinting early the next morning. ¡°Let¡¯s go, accompany me to the police station!¡± Luo Xinting pulled the sleepy Lu Xiaohang straight to the police station. She wanted to ask what the progress of her adoptive father¡¯s case was. "What? Don't you know about this case?" Lu Xiaohang and Luo Xinting looked at the police in front of them with their eyes wide open. It turned out that many people in the police station did not know that Professor Qin was killed in the museum. "This is too much! How could they do this!" Luo Xinting screamed excitedly. Lu Xiaohang, who was sober-minded, immediately pulled Luo Xinting out of the police station. "Stop making trouble!" Lu Xiaohang tried hard to tell Luo Xinting to calm down. "As I said, there is indeed a problem!" "Why don't many people know about such a major case?" Luo Xinting sat down angrily. Looking at the road from the railing. Lu Xiaohang knows that some things cannot be said casually. What they have to do now is to find out the problem themselves, not just rely on the police. "Let your adoptive father be buried first. I will help you!" Lu Xiaohang stood there and slowly stroked Luo Xinting's head. In his mind, he began to think differently about the meaning of this matter. On the day of his burial, many of the professor¡¯s students rushed to see him off. Luo Quan also came: "You are right. I have investigated what you asked me to investigate. The entire public security department has no progress on this case. And the media has not reported it yet." Lu Xiaohangtou, these things mean The problem may be more complicated than imagined. Professor Qin¡¯s funeral ended. Lu Xiaohang accompanied Luo Xinting back to Professor Qin's home. Opening the computer used by her adoptive father, Luo Xinting silently stared at the computer screen in a daze. This laptop has been following Professor Qin. "Hey, that's strange. Why is the space used in the working disk zero?" Lu Xiaohang saw at a glance that the working hard disk on Professor Qin's computer showed zero space used. After Lu Xiaohang¡¯s reminder, Luo Xinting was also very strange. My father¡¯s work hard drive always has a lot of stuff on it. Why is there no folder now? Not only that, they soon discovered that Professor Qin's computer seemed too clean. All hard drives have very little content. "A lot of my adoptive father's information is in the computer. He couldn't have deleted it so cleanly!" "Then it was deleted by others!" Lu Xiaohang took over what Luo Xinting said. Lu Xiaohang looked at Luo Xinting firmly. "Xinting, listen to me." Lu Xiaohang put his hands on Luo Xinting's shoulders, "This matter may be very complicated. Professor Qin must have discovered something. And these things may be related to some important people and things. "So" "Stop talking, I know what you mean. I can't let my adoptive father die without knowing it. I must find out!" Luo Xinting interrupted Lu Xiaohang's words firmly. said. Lu Xiaohang knew this woman¡¯s temper, and she would never look back when she pouts. But now he clearly felt that there was a huge black hole hanging over their heads, and deep in the black hole was a danger that no one could explain. "If you must find out something, then you must promise me to investigate with you, and you must tell me any situation you have. You are not allowed to act alone!" Lu Xiaohang said word for word. Luo Xinting looked at Lu Xiaohang and could only nod. "Then how are you going to help me check?" Luo Xinting said softly. Lu Xiaohang gently stroked Luo Xinting's back. "Take out the photos you secretly took in the museum!" "Hehe! I still haven't hid it from you." Upon hearing what Lu Xiaohang said, Luo Xinting smiled silly. Although Team Zhao stopped taking photos that day, Luo Xinting still took every possible opportunity to secretly take many photos of the scene. "What kind of image is this?" Lu Xiaohang looked at the dark scene in front of him. Luo Xinting took it over and looked at it: "Oh. I took it secretly behind my back, and the light was not good. This is a picture of the Potala Palace. It's the one next to the one where you found the strange symbol. Look. , this is the strange symbol. "To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!