Chu Zhao also walked into the bathroom at this time. He saw Su Bai washing his hands at the pool and said with some confusion:

"What's wrong?"

Su Bai put his hands on the dryer's phone expressionlessly and looked at the compartment, meaning you can go and see it yourself.

Chu Zhao immediately walked over and opened the door of the compartment, and then his face was shocked.

"Call the police."

Chu Zhao took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police. He was a policeman. No matter how much he rejected this profession, when he encountered such a thing, his profession attributes still allowed him to act instinctively.

Su Bai did nothing and moved nothing. He quietly dried his hands and walked out of the bathroom.

After a while, Chu Zhao, who had made the phone call, also came out.

"Have you found anything?" Chu Zhao asked Su Bai.

Su Bai shook his head and looked at Chu Zhao, "It's not like the audience does it. It's difficult for ordinary audiences to do such things. You are a policeman, so you can investigate first."

Chu Zhao sighed, "No more meals, Xun'er and you leave first, I'll wait for my colleagues here."

Su Bai looked at Chu Zhao, "Are you sure you can work normally now?"

"I know myself." Chu Zhao said.

"Okay, let's go first."

Such a thing happened, Su Bai had no intention of continuing to eat here. Of course, it was impossible for this place to continue to open today.

Xun'er hugged the little guy and left the store with Su Bai. In fact, Chu Zhao, as a policeman, knew that no one in the store was allowed to leave now, including customers and service staff. This is a rule, but Chu Zhao knew more. Some rules were not applicable to Su Bai and Xun'er. Not to mention that their identity in reality was enough to break this rule, and in addition, they were still the identity of the audience, so it was even less likely to be bound by this rule.

After getting in the car, Su Bai grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, but was not in a hurry to start the car.

Xun'er had just looked at her phone, and Chu Zhao sent her the picture from the bathroom compartment. At this time, she also understood what was going on.

The little guy was sitting in Xun'er's arms at this time, feeling depressed. Some of its intuitions were very sharp. A child about the same age as him lost his breathing at such a close place, and the little guy also felt very sad.

"Don't you leave?" Xun'er suddenly asked.

"Let's go." Su Bai was about to start the car, but the car had just started and didn't go far, Su Bai stepped on the brakes and stopped on the road, "Forget it, don't leave."

Xun'er didn't say anything, just hugged the little guy silently.

Su Bai turned the car back, "Wait for Chu Zhao's investigation results. Since it was not done by the audience, I want to see who is pretending to be a ghost here."

Yes, piercing a child who is nearly one year old and then tying a weight on his feet, hanging it. It's really a ritual.

"Will the murderer be in the restaurant?" Xun'er asked.

"It depends on the situation. It may be there or not. If it is a staff member of the restaurant, then he should still be in the restaurant, because his identity will be exposed if he leaves. If it is someone who sneaks in on purpose, then he should be no longer here."

Su Bai took out a bottle of mineral water from the car and drank several sips, then put the bottle back. At this time, a police car was already driving over on the street ahead.

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"Didn't you tell you to leave first?" Chu Zhao took off his gloves and walked to Su Bai and Xun'er. Su Bai and Xun'er had just been called to record a record, but because of the sufficient absentee certificate and the policeman Chu Zhao as a guarantee, the record was to go through a simple process. Of course, the most important thing is that the police already had a very clear clue, that is, after the incident, a waitress in the restaurant who was responsible for taking care of customers and children disappeared.

It doesn't seem like she was a murderer, because there were videotapes around the restaurant that showed that she was sneaking out from the back door, and she had not been contacted yet. The police had already gone to her residence all the way. News should be coming soon. If she was not found in her home, it is likely that the whole city would be wanted. After all, the camera in the restaurant also captured the scene of her holding her child to the bathroom. However, in order to protect privacy, there was no camera installed.

"Is that woman crazy? Torturing a child like this?" Xun'er said in confusion. The little guy was already asleep at this time and lay on her shoulder.

"Maybe it's a mental illness." Chu Zhao said, but obviously he himself didn't believe it. After all, not every mentally ill patient is Su Bai, and even if Su Bai kills people, it wouldn't be like attacking such a young child, or even killing the child in such a way.

Su Bai frowned and remained silent. Then, he seemed to think of something and looked at Chu Zhao: "Do you think the child's way of death is very similar to the deceased's way of death in the Chongqing boy case?

There was a wound on the top of his head that was stabbed by thick needles, and a weight was tied to the bottom of his feet, and he was strangled to death."

Chu Zhao smiled unnaturally, "It should be just a rough imitation."

Su Bai shook his head, "It may not be." As he said that, Su Bai's cell phone rang, it was a reply sent by the fat man. Su Bai asked Xun'er for the photo and sent it to the fat man. The fat man finally sent his reply. Although Su Bai and the fat man have not had a good relationship, everyone will subconsciously communicate with each other about such things that are not related to interests. After all, they have specialties in their profession, and no one will be sure to encounter things that they don't understand outside the strengthening system.

"According to my observation of Fat Master, this should be somewhat different from the statement that the Chongqing boy case was so magical, because in the Chongqing boy case, the boy was first subdued, put on a soul-locking red cloak, and tied a soul-descending mass. This is the soul-retaining soul. Then kill the boy and insert the soul-dividing needle into the top of his head. This is soul-relief. It is estimated that the murderer should have Taoist magic weapons such as soul-preserving spirits, such as gourds, boxes, etc., and finally hang them on the beam. Because according to Taoist theory, soul-preserving spirits cannot be completely cleaned, so he must be allowed to leave the ground (leave the soil). It is hung on the beam because wood represents life and has the effect of attracting souls, so that the child's soul can be cleaned! As for the 13-year-old and 13-day-old female relatives, the water-based red cloak is nothing more than raising the soul to the extreme yin level!

But you are just a show here. It seems that many places are imitating, but it has no meaning at all. The toilet is a place with heavy yin energy, but the toilets in high-end restaurants are different from public toilets on the street. The yin energy there is actually pitifully few. After all, not many people use it, and basically someone is responsible for cleaning the day before yesterday. In addition, the wounds on the children's heads are more like chiseled for chiseling, and they are not chiseled on the confirmed acupoints. Many other details seem to be the same as the Chongqing boy case, but they really just look similar."

After reading these replies, Su Bai was not completely relieved. He always felt that something seemed wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. It's just that the horror radio has not released real tasks now, so it should be seen that this incident is not considered an incident that the audience needs to deal with for horror radio.

Chu Zhao's cell phone rang at this time, and he is now a little bit too big. In addition, this case is also considered the scene of the murder he discovered, so all kinds of cases will be summarized to him.

"Hey, what?" Chu Zhao's breathing suddenly became rapid. "I'll send someone to reinforce you immediately. You can protect the scene."

After putting down the phone, Chu Zhao's face looked very bad.

"What's wrong?" Xun'er asked, "What's wrong again?"

Chu Zhao nodded calmly, "The waitress was found dead at home, dead... exactly the same as that child." Chu Zhao turned around and looked at Su Bai, "Su Bai, isn't this really done by the audience?"

Su Bai shrugged, "Unless he is crazy, or this child is his father-killing enemy, he is taking revenge, but it is impossible to think about it. The audience cannot do so in the real world. Moreover, if a certain audience keeps killing people in front of us, the real mission of horror broadcast should be released to us soon."

At this moment, Su Bai's cell phone rang. Su Bai looked at the call prompt and it turned out to be a fat man. Hasn't the fat man replied and explained to him, why did he still call?

After answering the phone, the fat man's hoarse voice with a rough voice came:

"Abai, by the way, what you gave me is just a photo of the child being hanged. Are there any photos from other angles? I want to see if there are any special marks on the child's hands, or on the shoulders, you take off the child's clothes and take a few photos for me."

Su Bai raised his head and looked at Chu Zhao: "Is there any special marks on the dead little boy's body? For example, on his hands or shoulders."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhao immediately walked into the restaurant. He knew that Su Bai was asking for help from other listeners, and he knew that only Su Bai had such a connection among the three of them now, and that he and Xun'er had no network of their own audience relationships at all.

Soon, Chu Zhao walked out with a stack of photos.

"This is a photo of the preliminary autopsy. For some specific things, you have to wait for the forensic doctor to transport the body back and then dissect it."

Su Bai took the photo and the child's clothes were also stripped off to check his injuries. The photos were very clear.

Suddenly, Su Bai's pupils suddenly shrank, and there were several black dots on the child's shoulders and on the palms of his hands, which looked like bruises and were somewhat different from bruises.

"Fatty, are you still here?" Su Bai asked.

"Here."

"There are black spots on the shoulders and in the palms of the hand, not very obvious black spots."

"Oh, sure enough, that's it." The fat man smashed his mouth, "The murderer was not imitating the Chongqing boy case, because the murderer was not a human, but... a ghost, he was using his own way of death to attach to others."

“Where did you see it?”

"Have you heard a song?" the fat man suddenly asked,

"Look for friends, find a good friend, salute and shake hands, you are my good friend.

he,

Lonely,
Chapter completed!