Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 779: Beauty salon

I saw Liu Xin on the train to the underworld, Yan Shengnan. There is no need to prove the truth of everything she said to me, because no one knows Liu Xin's death better than me!

At that time, under my inducement, Liu Xin restored to me the scene of her death, at the crossroads, wearing light-colored long sleeves, these features completely fit.

I know in my heart that what Yan Shengnan said may be true, but is there really such a coincidence in the world?

I have almost forgotten what happened on the night of the Double Ninth Festival. "After the car accident, I took my mobile phone back. The screen of the mobile phone was broken. I just took out the calling card and continued to use it, so the number has not changed." Yan Shengnan copied all the numbers on a piece of paper: "The fact is that , I am the only witness, if you

If you don't believe it, there is nothing you can do. "

"Do you still want to use the phone number used by the dead?" My tone was cold and I didn't relax. "I am a forensic doctor, and corpses are more obedient to me than living people. At least they never question what I say." Yan Shengnan put the transcribed phone number and her mobile phone in front of me: "These few The number divisions are in various regions of Jinghai, but they have one thing in common, the most

The last two digits are both 5 and 4. "

"54, take the homonym, do you mean I'm dead?" I put Yan Shengnan's mobile phone in my pocket, and twisted the note in my hand: "If the murderer did it on purpose, then his occupation must be the same as that of the telephone communication company. Related."

"Leave this to me to investigate." Yan Shengnan looked back at the door on the second floor: "I really want to catch that **** too. If it wasn't for him, Kong Ying should still be in class with peace of mind."

"Can you find those things as a university lecturer?" I doubt Yan Shengnan's purpose very much. She wants to investigate with me in two lines. I can't trust her, I don't know if she will do some tricks behind my back.

"Many of my students are working forensic doctors." Yan Shengnan prevaricated, anyway, I don't know what her forensic ethics is about.

"You'd better be careful when you investigate, don't reveal anything that shouldn't be revealed, and be careful not to get burned." Under the oppression of my ghost skills, Yan Shengnan's face turned pale, and she behaved like an ordinary person. Nothing out of the ordinary.

After a few words of advice, I found a few old clothes in the clinic and changed indiscriminately, then left with the note. "Now there are only three numbers that can be connected. There is a fire in the northern suburbs. The police suspect that someone deliberately set the fire. There must be police patrols. If I appear at the crime scene rashly, I will definitely be questioned. I will go there after avoiding the limelight." .The other phone is Yan Shengnan's mobile phone, which

I can't see through people, and I'm considered an ally for the time being, so the only thing I can investigate is the landline number of the beauty salon. "

Yan Shengnan showed me the location of the beauty salon. It is called White Rose Beauty and Body Center. It is said that it is a very high-end women's club.

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When I found a place, it was already 9:30 in the evening. I slept for too long in Yan Shengnan's clinic in the afternoon and wasted a lot of time.

White Rose is at the junction of the northern and southern suburbs of Jinghai. There are few pedestrians passing by after 9 o'clock in the evening. The street lights are dim, and all the shops on both sides are closed.

I wrapped my neckline tightly and entered the pedestrian street. The white rose was in the middle of the pedestrian street, very conspicuous.

"There should be a lot of people during the day." Garbage remained on the ground, and the neon lights on the shop signboard were still flashing. Using my eyesight, I first determined the position of the surveillance probe, and then easily entered it.

The color is soft and restrained. This beauty salon is just like its name. It is as pure as a white rose. Looking in through the glass windows, it feels very warm.

"A lot of work has been done on the layout." The decoration style can also reflect a person's taste and personality to a certain extent. After seeing it on the spot, I found that the missing shopkeeper should not be an ordinary person.

"This is the best location in the suburbs. It's not easy to get such a large piece of land here." There is a big lock on the front door of the beauty salon, and there is an electronic lock inside. Violent unlocking will definitely trigger alarm.

After a long time, I spotted a window on the third floor. This window is located in the dead corner of all surveillance, which is an opportunity for me.

The walls are flat and there are not many places to borrow strength from. If I had come here a few months ago, there would be nothing I could do about it, but after going through so much, my physical fitness has already reached an exaggerated point.

Backing up and running up, I imitated the way the blood fox exerted force when it controlled my body. The moment I stepped on the wall, I gathered all my strength and leaped upward like a carp jumping out of the water.

Arms outstretched just enough to grab the window sill.

Climbing up to the window, I released the ghost to guard downstairs, glanced left and right, and smashed the window glass with my elbow.

"I didn't see any security guards along the way, as long as I avoid the monitoring, it should be fine." I don't plan to stay here for too long, so I don't have any scruples in acting.

Entering the beauty salon, there is a faint fragrance in the air, like the smell of lavender and sweet-scented osmanthus.

The entire beauty salon has three floors, and the place where I am is the highest.

The third floor is a separate guest room. The doors are all locked, and it is impossible to get in. I went around and found nothing very strange. This is an ordinary beauty salon.

"Am I overlooking something?"

Why did the show host use these phone calls to give Kong Ying a hint?

Just to make up the numbers? He shouldn't be so bored, all the phone numbers are related to the Red Mansion, or obsession.

It's just that for the time being, I haven't figured out what the connection between them is.

"The owner of the beauty salon is missing, and the body has not been found so far. This place is different from other places where the accident happened. It is the only place where the body is hidden. Why did the show host hide the body of this person? Could it be his body? What are the key clues?"

Without any clues, I can only guess with divergent thinking.

This is the first time for me to visit a place like a beauty parlor, and my life of more than 20 years ago has made me almost have no intersection with this place.

After seeing the facilities such as water beds and aromatherapy rooms, I realized what the beauty and body center looks like.

It's still early, I don't want to give up any clues, but I searched all the rooms I can enter, and around ten o'clock, I really found something unexpected.

At the cash register on the first floor, I saw a familiar name on the receipt - Bai Ya'er.

She has been to this place a few months ago, and she is very punctual, almost every three days, and she only does the same item every time-facial care.

I admit that Bai Ya'er's face looks very delicate. When I saw her for the first time, I sighed. It was a very deceptive, angelic face without any blemishes.

"Even if it's to please Zhu Li, there's no need to come to take care of him every three days, it's too frequent." When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. I compared all the documents together, and found another strange thing. The place.

Normally, after spending money in a certain beauty salon and becoming a member, the same service will become cheaper and cheaper in the future, at least the price will not change too much.

But Bai Ya'er paid more and more money, the price difference between the first time and the last time was almost twenty times.

After looking carefully, I found that Bai Yaer's facial care is not simple. At the beginning, it was just ordinary skin care, and later it evolved into a full set of care. There are also aromatherapy, photorejuvenation and so on .

"It is a woman's nature to love beauty."

There are a variety of additional charging items, but there is one item that has always existed. The item name is not clearly stated, and only scrubbing cream is required. After watching it for a long time, I finally figured out that this thing is used to remove dead skin.

"The dosage has been increasing. Does Bai Ya'er have so much dead skin on her face?" I have seen her in person. Her delicate face is the type that makes people feel good at first glance: "Remove dead skin ...Could it be that her face..."

I vaguely felt that I had found something important, and was about to follow along in my thinking, when suddenly there was a strange movement behind me.

It seems that someone is moving with bare feet, and it seems that there are things like mice and wild cats running past, and I feel the chill behind me.

"Is there someone?" There was no light at all in the huge beauty salon, and it must not be the staff on duty. When a woman's figure appeared.

She lowered her head, her hands were bent unnaturally, and she stood alone in the middle of the service area on the second floor, unable to see her face clearly.

"I can't feel the yin energy, is it human?" Such a figure suddenly appeared in the room, if someone else came, I would probably scream in fright, and then run away like hell. But this is nothing to me, I am even calmer than that ghost.

"Appeared in the beauty salon, are you the missing shopkeeper?" I took the stairs to the second floor step by step, every step down, my whole body was full of yin: "I don't care if you are a human or a ghost, If you don’t want to lose your soul, just answer me a few questions honestly.”

I have five levels of ghost skills, and the surging Yin Qi is like a big wave, but that figure has become a lonely boat in the wind and rain, as if it will be swallowed at any time.

"Aren't you talking?" I frowned, standing in front of the ghost figure, and held up her face with my hand.

The fingers seemed to touch the glue, and there was a sticky feeling from the fingertips. I lifted the ghost's head abruptly, and the ugly face came into my sight. The facial features were blurred, and her face was like a melted wax figure, peeling off layer by layer, as if several faces were pasted together.