After standing firmly, I didn't dare to take a big breath, and I stabilized before leaving the room.
Master also happened to come out of the master bedroom, probably looking at my face not very well, and asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"
"The air in the room was so bad that it was a little hard to breathe," I told the truth.
"That's why I asked you to wear a mask, and you will have experience in this kind of scene in the future," Master covered the mask he was wearing with his hand.
Obviously, he also feels that his breathing is blocked, and we who don't like to wear masks are a little unaccustomed to it.
"Let's start checking the living room," I said, looking at Master.
"The corpse is in the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window," Master pointed to the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony.
I was just about to walk over, but Master continued, "You go out for a change of air first, and I'll see how charred the corpse is."
I know that Master cares about me, and in the same way, he can't breathe well and can work now, and I can't make any girls special.
"I'm fine, hurry up and finish the evidence, let's go out together for ventilation," I rejected Master's kindness.
Master looked at me and nodded, he was probably happy with my decision.
I didn't see that because I was a girl, I needed to be taken care of by others.
So he always thought that I was more like my original master, and I never felt that I was a woman at work, and that I was worse than a man There was more water on the floor of the living room than in the room, and the firefighters had no choice but to extinguish the fire first.
However, in order not to damage the scene, they had no way to clean up the subsequent stagnant water, so they could only let our forensic doctors enter the scene to collect evidence.
The ground where the water is attached has no forensic value at all.
Now Master and I can only look at the corpse, and whether we are lucky enough to find some valuable clues.
The explosion point was actually in the living room, apparently the woman just now, dragging the gas cylinder from the kitchen to the center of the living room, and then after she escaped, the gas cylinder exploded.
How the hell did she do it We will have to wait for the other senior brothers to interrogate before we can know the result.
Because the gas cylinder was not far from the corpse, the force of the explosion was too strong to make the corpse incomplete.
The remaining corpses were also black and mushy, and it was impossible to tell where they were.
I always have a whim, and suddenly a picture appears in my head.
That is, after the explosion, there may be corpses and legs everywhere in the living room He squatted next to the corpse with the master, and the main torso was still intact.
It was really just as I imagined, the limbs of the corpse had been separated from the body, and the whereabouts were gone.
"You collect evidence here first, and pack everything you can pack, and I'll look at other places to see if I can collect the organization that blew up."
Master said to me.
"Okay," I nodded in agreement.
Loading a corpse requires a special person to carry it in a body bag.
But now the situation is special, and I can only do this job by myself.
In order to ensure that the remaining corpses were not damaged by the outside world, the only remaining evidence on the body was destroyed.
"Trouble the senior brother who collects the corpse outside, come in with a bag," I shouted to the senior brother who couldn't come in outside the door for the time being.
I don't have a bag as big as a corpse, and I do have a forensic bag, but it's too small for me to fit in my torso.
The senior brother outside responded, took the bag and prepared to come in. aa2705221: