Chapter 421

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Everyone looked at Qin Ming and said, "This is?"

"Provocation — it's impossible for two serial murder cases to appear in one area in a row. Most likely, this killer dug up the bones he had buried himself, deliberately pieced together this scene, and then sent it over to the forensic side."

"Such a big setup, why was it only discovered today? This is provocation, absolute provocation."

Teacher He said, "This person isn't worried about being caught, are they?"

Qin Ming said, "This can no longer be counted as a person. The simplest logic — we've all seen some of those shocking scenes from American dramas. Those scenes, more or less, everyone would find outrageous, but after the film's rendering and whatnot, everyone is just shocked for a moment or something."

"But the scene before our eyes — this is reality. Reality isn't a movie composition; reality is cruel."

Movie compositions Will find a way to keep the audience comfortable, but what about reality?

It will tell you, naked and unvarnished, what reality is.

Several officers were even wiping tears from the corners of their eyes. Beast — this is a beast.

Chen Fan picked up a bone, looked at it, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, just this?"

Everyone looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan said, "Burn marks — these are all burned bones. Mm, this guy didn't kill that many people; most of them were probably dug up. No need to worry."

No need to worry?"

Wait, then what was the point of putting all this out?

Old Zhou said, "Never mind that. Once the photos are done, tear it down and start testing them one by one."

Everyone nodded.

Once the photos were finished, the bones were pulled down. Chen Fan took out a bone from the chest area and carefully compared its size.

Looking at this not-very-large bone, he said, "Mm, I estimate the age to be around ten years old."

A single mention of a child around ten years old truly sent a chill down everyone's back.

"Could it be that all these bones were used to cover up the signs of killing a child?"

Chen Fan examined the bone's density and said, "Repeated blows — sorry, it may not have been this arranger who killed them; it might have been the child."

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