Chapter 779 Beauty Salon

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

At that time, under my guidance, Liu Xin restored to me the scene of her death, a crossroads, wearing light-colored long sleeves, and these characteristics were completely consistent.

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 Double Ninth Festival.

"After the car accident, I took my mobile phone back. The screen was broken. I just took out the phone card and continued to use it, so the number did not change." Yan Shengnan copied all the numbers onto a piece of paper: "That's the fact. , I am the only witness, if you don’t believe it, there is nothing you can do.”

"Do you still use the phone number used by a dead person?" My tone was cold and I didn't relax.

"I am a forensic doctor. Corpses are more obedient to me than living people. At least they will never question what I say." Yan Shengnan put the copied phone number and her mobile phone in front of me: "These The numbers are distributed in various regions of Beijing and Hainan, but they have one thing in common, the last two digits are 5 and 4."

"54, the homophonic pronunciation, does it mean I will die?" I put Yan Shengnan's mobile phone in my pocket, and twisted the piece of paper in my hand: "If the murderer did it intentionally, then his career must be related to the telephone communication company."

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

"Can you, a university lecturer, find those things?" I am very suspicious of Yan Shengnan's purpose. She wants to investigate with me in two separate lines, one overt and one covert. This is the most efficient way, but I can't trust her now. , I wonder if she will do some little tricks behind my back.

"Many of my students are working forensic scientists." Yan Shengnan prevaricates casually. Anyway, I don't know what her forensic ethics is about.

"You'd better be careful when investigating, don't reveal anything that shouldn't be revealed, or you may get burned." Under the pressure of my ghost skills, Yan Shengnan's face turned pale, and she behaved like an ordinary person, without any abnormality. A normal place.

After a few instructions, I found some old clothes in the clinic and put them on randomly, and then left with the piece of paper.

"There are only three numbers that can be reached now. There is a fire in the northern suburbs. The police suspect that someone deliberately set the fire. There must be police patrols. If I show up at the crime scene rashly, I will definitely be questioned. I will wait until I can avoid the limelight before going there. .The other phone number is Yan Shengnan’s mobile phone. I can’t see through this person. He is considered an ally for the time being. In this case, the only thing I can investigate is the beauty salon’s landline number.”

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

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

White Rose is located at the junction of the northern and southern suburbs of Jinghai. At around nine o'clock in the evening, there are very few pedestrians passing by. The street lights are dim and the shops on both sides are all closed. It can be vaguely seen that this place used to be lively for a period of time.

I tightened my collar 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." There was garbage on the ground, and the neon sign on the shop sign was still flashing. I used my judgment to first determine the location of the surveillance probe, and then easily entered it.

The colors are soft and restrained. Just like its name, this beauty salon is as pure as a white rose. The exterior walls are not variegated. It is also different from the gaudy decorations of most beauty salons. It has a pastoral style, which can be seen through the glass windows. Looking inside, it feels very warm.

"A lot of effort has been put into the decoration." 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 shop owner was probably not an ordinary person.

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

After a long wait, I zeroed in on a window on the third floor. This window was right in the blind spot of all the surveillance cameras. It was an opportunity for me.

The walls are flat and there are not many places where I can draw strength. If I had come here a few months ago, I would have been unable to do anything about it, but after experiencing so much, my physical fitness has actually reached an exaggerated level.

Backing up and running, I imitated the way the blood fox used to control my body. The moment I stepped on the wall, I gathered all my strength and jumped upwards like a carp jumping out of the water.

He stretched out his arms and just grabbed the window edge.

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

"I didn't see security guards along the way. As long as I avoid surveillance, it should be fine." I didn't plan to stay here for too long, so I acted without any scruples.

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

The whole beauty salon has three floors, and I am at the highest place.

There are separate guest rooms on the third floor. All the doors are locked and you can't get in. I looked around and didn't find anything weird. This is just an ordinary beauty salon.

"Did I overlook something?"

Why did the show host use these phone numbers to give Kong Ying tips?

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 I haven't figured out what the connection between them is yet.

"The owner of the beauty salon disappeared and his body has not been found yet. This place is different from other places where accidents happened. It is the only place where the body is hidden. Why did the show host hide this person's body? Could it be that there was something on his body? Crucial clue?"

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

This was my first time to visit a place like a beauty salon. In my life of more than 20 years ago, I had almost no interaction with this place.

After seeing the water bed, aromatherapy room and other facilities, I realized what the beauty and body care center is like.

It was still early, and I was unwilling to give up any clues. I searched every room I could enter, and around ten o'clock, I made an unexpected discovery.

At the cashier on the first floor, I saw a familiar name on the receipt - Bai Yaer.

She had been to this place a few months ago and was very punctual. She came almost every three days, doing only the same thing every time - facial care.

I admit that Bai Yaer's face looks very delicate. I sighed when I first saw her. It was a very deceptive, angelic face without any flaws.

"Even if it's just to please Zhu Li, there's no need to nurse her every three days. It's too frequent." When something goes wrong, there must be something evil. I compared all the documents together and found another strange thing.

Normally, after becoming a member of a certain beauty salon, the same services 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, and the price difference between the first and last time was almost twenty times.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that Bai Yaer's facial care was not simple. It was just ordinary skin care at the beginning, and later evolved into a full set of care, including aromatherapy, photorejuvenation and so on.

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

There are all kinds of additional charging items, but one item has always existed. The name of the item is not clearly written, only that it requires the use of scrub. After looking at it for a long time, I figured out that this thing is used to remove dead skin.

"The dosage has been increasing. Is there so much dead skin on Bai Yaer's face?" I have seen her in person. Her delicate face is the type that makes people feel good at a glance: "Removing dead skin...could it be Her face..."

I vaguely felt that I had found something important, and just as I was about to continue thinking about it, there was a sudden movement behind me.

It seemed like someone was moving with bare feet, or something like a mouse or wild cat ran past, and I felt a chill behind me.

"Is there anyone?" There was no light at all in the huge beauty salon. It was definitely not a staff member on duty. I was so angry that my eyes glowed with blood. I didn't know when they would appear in the center of the second floor. The figure of a woman appeared.

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

"You can't feel the yin energy, are you human?" Such a figure suddenly appeared in the room. If it were anyone else, he would probably scream in fear, and then run away in a fit of piss. But this is nothing to me, I am even calmer than that ghost.

"Are you the missing shop owner who appeared in the beauty salon?" I walked up the stairs step by step to the second floor. With each step I took, the yin energy around me became stronger: "I don't care if you are a human or a ghost. If you don't want to be in a state of confusion, , just answer me a few questions honestly."

I have the fifth level of ghost arts, and the surging Yin Qi is like a big wave. Instead, that figure has become a lonely boat in the wind and rain, as if it will be swallowed up at any time.

"Aren't you going to talk?" I raised my eyebrows, stood in front of the ghost, and reached out to lift her face.

My fingers seemed to have touched glue, and there was a sticky feeling on my fingertips. I lifted the ghost's head forcefully, and the ugly face came into my sight.

Her facial features were blurred, and her face was like a melted wax statue, peeling off layer by layer, as if several faces were pasted together.