Walking on the boulevard of the Academy of Fine Arts, the air was filled with a faint smell, which was not very smelly, but it was not disgusting. It was indeed a bit weird and gloomy with mottled lights and few street lights.

But Buck felt that he liked this feeling very much. He might have been staying in the less crowded Eastern Europe and Central Asia for a long time, and he might have been worried for too long and was more accustomed to such an environment.

He knew that he was a sequelae of abnormal secretion of gonadocin, which was that the excitatory stimulation point was different from that of ordinary people.

When I opened Fang Lingying's studio and saw the skull and head of the room, I really liked it even more.

This is the fourth time Buck has come to deliver takeout, which is relatively late. It is too early. Fang Lingying also knows that he is busy, so she puts the things on the small table next to her. Fang Lingying's own mobile phone handbag and a small backpack are all placed here. She spreads out the food, and Buck first inserted the milk into the straw and handed it over: "Drink this first, if you don't eat on time, it will hurt your stomach."

Fang Lingying did have a casual and casual manner: "Yeah, the business is good, have the little sisters grown up?" He said that, but his eyes were still fixed on the broken skull in the middle of the house.

She has been fiddling with this all the time. Buck saw that there were many shaping solutions. Almost all the work was focused on the clueless skull. It was indeed difficult to complete the structure of the broken left jaw and the missing large piece of the right forehead. Buck could also see that there was a case file with the word "urgent" on the small table marked with confidentiality.

The girl was a little haggard. She drank milk and reached behind. Buck shook her head helplessly and put the barbecue in the steamed bun and put it on her hand. Fang Lingying was the opposite of Buck when she was working. She didn't wear gloves, her fingers were very slender and soft. This was the slight feeling when Buck met.

The girl was completely tasteless and put the Roujiamo in her mouth and chewed it. Her eyes were locked in the skull. She remembered something in the middle, put the steamed bun on the workbench, grabbed some plasticine, and started to shape the skull. After a while, she frowned and looked at the skull, but her hands unconsciously pinched the plasticine into steamed buns, and then put it into her mouth!

Buck reached out and grabbed her mud bun with laughter. Fang Lingying looked at him blankly and then laughed: "I have eaten several times, but it is not too unpalatable."

Her hair is a little messy. When doing things, Fang Lingying likes to wear a pair of very wide glasses. It is said to be a little astigmatism, but more importantly, sometimes tools such as electric drills and grinding are used as protection. She is still the same blue work gown, but there should be a black piping skirt inside, which is set against the fair chest skin, and there is a faint deep line. Now she looks up at Buck's appearance, which is quite distressing. Her eyes are bright, but her complexion is really tired.

Buck only glanced at it, then looked away, put it on the skull, and let go of his hand: "You should focus on eating. People are iron rice and steel, and they will be hard after eating..." He reached out to touch the hard skull: "It's very urgent?"

Fang Lingying was actually a trance. Looking at Buck's generous back, she wanted to lean on her back. She shook her head and turned to sit at the small table to concentrate on eating, and said vaguely: "Well, the city has solved the case within a specified period, but this is really unscientific... How can such a case solve the case within a specified period?"

Buck was curious: "How much bonus will there be if this kind of murder is generally solved?"

Fang Lingying thought about it and probably thought it was not a secret: "Generally... it's 5,000 yuan, but it has to be divided between departments and personnel. In fact, I usually intervene, so there are a lot of people, usually between one hundred and three hundred, and at least 42 and a half yuan will be divided at one time."

Buck focused his eyes on the skull: "That's what I love?"

Fang Lingying laughed a little: "It's quite strange, it's strange for others to see me." Her voice was a little hoarse.

Buck made up his mind: "This skull...I have some small suggestions."

Fang Lingying probably really loved her bones as if she was alive, and she bounced over with a slight fragrance, just like what Buck smelled in the Wrangler a few days ago: "Tell me?"

Buck was very cautious: "I don't know about the situation of this case, I just said that I feel that you know that I have been in northern Xinjiang for a long time. I usually take care of animal bones and other things. There are also many hunting things. I think about it even if I have nothing to do... I definitely don't understand the skull completion, but when I see this skull, I know what's going on..."

Fang Lingying was very serious: "What's going on?"

Buck stretched out his index finger and gently twisted the broken edge of the left lower jaw of the skull: "You see, there are lots of gloomy everywhere here, very irregularly damaged, but this semicircular gap..." After hesitating for a moment, hesitated and simply said: "This is a warhead gap, and the other gaps exploded when the warhead hits in."

Of course, Fang Lingying could recall every detail of the skull in her dreams, and frowned and nodded: "This gap? Isn't it smooth?"

Buck is a real expert: "There are many types of perforations on the bones. If you touch them carefully, you can tell them. This is different from other places. It is a little bit of burning marks. The edges of the bones are burned by high temperatures, which has nothing to do with smoothness."

Fang Lingying looked at it very seriously: "Oh...yes, yes! Very small difference."

Buck stuck his finger on the semicircle, and his middle finger pointed to the big broken mouth of the temple on the other side: "This is even simpler. The bullet flew in and rolled into the cranial cavity and exploded... Maybe it was broken into several pieces on the inner skull bones, and exploded the skulls on them together and flew out. You see that the skull exploded outwards, not a common blunt object smashed inwards."

Fang Lingying was very professional: "Well, the previous forensic identification said it was exploded, but the entrance was not confirmed. It might have been pierced from the bottom and the steel rod was pierced from the bottom. The trace is still very obvious, and your inference is very accurate." He immediately grabbed a small book and recorded it.

Buck's focus is not here, so he organized his language before continuing: "If you burn the bones in the wound, the bullet must have just left the barrel and had such high temperature, so the muzzle is basically here..." After saying that, Buck made a gesture to hold the gun and pressed it against the wound under the ear. The muzzle was also on the same line as the explosion outlet, and the movements he faced seemed awkward. He turned his head to look at Fang Lingying: "It's impossible, right?"

Fang Lingying nodded seriously, stood behind the skull, and put her hand into a horoscope and pressed it there: "That's right, I pressed my ear from behind and shot the skull in the right temple." The movements were very playful, and the serious girls were all very beautiful.

Buck also turned to the back of the skull and gently raised Fang Lingying's elbow: "You are not big enough, no one will hold a gun behind others' heads like this, so..." He was more than ten centimeters taller than Fang Lingying, which is the best kissing height difference. Now he is standing behind Fang Lingying, basically sticking to the girl's back. His left hand is so easy to make a gun gesture. His wide hand grasps Fang Lingying's left hand, but his right hand virtually makes a light lock on Fang Lingying's neck, but he doesn't use any force.

But once it is used in a practical way, you can imagine that one right arm can lock the person tightly, making it easier for the other hand to shoot!

If someone knocks in at this time, he will definitely think that the movements of the dog and the woman are ambiguous enough. The key is that they are still in such a skull and human head environment, which is really weird and interesting!

Because Fang Lingying looked like she was leaning against her back and leaning against Buck's arms, the two of them spread their arms were intertwined, which was almost intimate to dancing a rumba tango!

Of course, Fang Lingying was focused. She took a deep breath and her eyes became brighter: "Yes! Only by tying it from behind can you shoot like this... the point is..." She seemed to have already thought of something after she had already pushed away the dark clouds, but it was still a little unclear.

Buck didn't mean to be frivolous, so he let go of his hand and took a step to complete it: "The key point is that the left-handed shot is the one who shoots the left-handed!" Only the killer understands this principle. When a shot or a life-and-death strike is the way he is most used to, which is particularly prominent in the army. There is a most obvious case that in addition to special forces, most soldiers will definitely follow the operation of their hands and shoot. Even if the terrain is inconvenient, they will not start shooting, rather than changing hands and shoulders, because changing hands and shoulders to hands and have no confidence. Only special forces will train to shoot left and right, but that is also forced by the terrain to use weaker hands.

Buck is familiar with this kind of action of strangling his neck against his head, but he rarely does it, not for anything else. His head is too close to the other party, and some hot things splash on his face when the explosion occurs. Therefore, the person who shot the shot is the first time, and he will definitely subconsciously use his hand that he is used to.

Fang Lingying jumped up happily and hugged Buck's arms with both hands. She was indeed very excited: "Yes! This is a murder case that shook the sky more than ten years ago. Recently, the bones were discovered during the demolition and construction of the underground air raid shelter in the factory. However, at that time, tens of thousands of people in this third-tier factory were working outside. Later, there were many people who could not contact, and there were many missing people who could not be identified, and there was no way to find the murderer!"

Buck tried to stand up straight and chuckled, because even though he had a gown, Fang Lingying's round chest was rubbing against his chest. But if he could feel the other person's joy, he tried to roll his eyes and not feel the charming touch.

Fang Lingying didn't notice: "Since you hide the body, you're afraid of being exposed. It's not just a casual incident. It's an insider of this factory. In addition, it's a gun case, very few people can get in touch with guns... The overlapping of the characteristics of left-handed people makes the range very small!"

Unlike European and American countries, especially left-handed people in the United States, there are almost very few left-handed people in China, and the strict gun control in China allows even fewer people to get access to standard pistols. In third-tier factories, either security department personnel or militias, so the murderer is almost obvious.

Buck knew very well that the 7.62mm bullet hole he touched with his finger could not hide the caliber at all under the verification of professionals. He just needed to measure it accurately with instruments, and he only needed to touch it. That was definitely not a homemade bullet.
Chapter completed!