Death Photo Gallery (1)

Early the next morning, Meng Siqi entered the training camp to participate in firearms training.

Under the strict guidance of the trainer, she learned the procedures for disassembling, assembling and inspecting the gun. It was not until now that she realized that the spare Type 54 pistol that the Korean army applied for her during the arrest of Xin Tianfei that day did not have bullets.

She was stupid and didn't notice it at the time, and she seemed to be particularly serious during the whole arrest process. However, when she realized it today, she was left with only embarrassment.

But interns are not allowed to carry guns, and she has not received more professional training, so there is a possibility that she might accidentally hurt herself and her teammates. Maybe Han Changlin did that to boost her confidence. However, after this rigorous training, she will definitely be able to show her true skills in future arrests.

After getting familiar with the gun and testing it, Meng Siqi officially entered the actual combat exercise. When she walked towards the open-air shooting range, she was slightly stunned.

The training officer is Lu He.

He was wearing a slim-fitting police uniform today. As he was tall and had long arms, his body proportions were very good, so he looked majestic and righteous in this uniform. I'm sure criminals would be immediately shocked at the sight of it.

The bureau conducts training in batches each time, and these batches are usually separated by several months. Because the training is very professional, it was Lu He's turn to do the training this time.

The first time she saw Lu He, Meng Siqi felt a little embarrassed. She remembered their last encounter at the gate of Longcheng Enterprise Building.

When she walked into the shooting range and joined the seven-man team, Lu He saw her. His eyes were sharp and judgmental as usual, but they stayed on her face for a second before moving away.

Lu He must have seen the training list and must have known about her in advance.

"Stand at attention! At ease!" Lu He's voice was loud and clear.

Meng Siqi tightened his abdomen, straightened his chest and raised his head, and the seven-member team immediately stood in a neat row.

Next, Lu He stood up straight and began to introduce the training matters. Meng Siqi also maintained a standard standing posture, her eyes fixed on the wings of Lu He's nose. The high wings of his nose were like the origin coordinate of her vision.

Next, Lu He explained in detail the standard operations of drawing, loading, aiming, shooting and putting away the gun when shooting. He demonstrated it himself and his movements were very standard.

She clapped along with the seven-member team.

"Okay, Meng Siqi, you try it!" Lu He just stopped his action and pointed at her.

"Me?" Meng Siqi pointed at herself. She thought she had just watched it once, but she didn't expect to have to go into battle herself. She was the first to bear the brunt of it. She always felt that Lu He was targeting her intentionally.

She took the combat blank rifle from Lu He's hand, and her palms began to sweat.

"Come on, follow my instructions just now and aim at the center of the bull's eye." Lu He raised his eyes and looked at the target in front of him.

It’s so far away. Meng Siqi swallowed slightly and slowly raised the gun.

She loaded the gun, took aim, and squinted at the target with one eye.

Suddenly, a thick hand grasped her arm, and the special smell of the man's police uniform immediately invaded her nose, with a unique woody smell. The strength and temperature of his palm instantly made her arm slightly numb.

After adjusting her gun stance in full compliance with his instructions, she made sure that Lu He had no new requests and pulled the trigger.

There was no bullet in the pistol. Meng Siqi put the gun away perfectly. There was silence all around. She slowly turned her head to look at Lu He. Lu He had always pursed his thin lips. At this time, he nodded slightly, "Not bad."

Not bad? That means he passed the test. Suppressing his inner joy, Meng Siqi returned the pistol to its owner and returned to the queue.

Next, Lu He conducted the first gun-holding training for each member in the same way, and explained it carefully to each person.

During the break, Meng Siqi picked up a cup from the grass to drink water. When she looked up, she saw Lu He also raised his cup. He tilted his neck slightly, and his Adam's apple, which was as protruding as a mountain, was immediately revealed between the collar of his olive green shirt.

Meng Siqi didn't understand why she paid more attention to Lu He. Maybe every time she saw him, she would think of the news from the original world.

"You are the lesbian who came with me at the beginning, Meng Siqi, right?"

A man's voice sounded in my ear.

Meng Siqi tilted her head slightly. In front of her was a handsome young face, with a bit of childishness. He was no more than 20 years old, tall, and wearing the same neat police uniform as her. He was looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Meng Siqi really had no impression.

"Oh, I'm Liang Yunfeng. We met when we first entered the police station together. I was in Team One and you later went to Team Two."

Meng Siqi suddenly remembered him. When the original owner entered the police station, there was an intern in the same period with her. That intern graduated from a prestigious university and was directly assigned to Team One, while she was pushed to Team Two after much refusals. Now, half a year has passed, and they both unexpectedly became regular employees and met in training.

"Then I remember it, Officer Liang." Meng Siqi smiled.

"Officer Meng, you're too polite. I didn't expect half a year to pass so quickly. Are you used to being in the police station?"

"Habit, what about you?"

"I solved several cases with the team. It's completely different from school. By the way, you have changed." Liang Yunfeng's gaze lingered on her eyebrows.

"What changes?" Meng Siqi could imagine Liang Yunfeng's description. In Ye Xiuhui's eyes, she used to be timid, quiet, introverted and not talkative. Liang Yunfeng would definitely say that she has become more cheerful.

Liang Yunfeng said: "Becoming more beautiful and more heroic."

Her face is oval, and under the cover of her black hair, she is pure and beautiful, and her ponytail brings youthful vitality. Her facial features are three-dimensional and delicate, her temperament is gentle but not weak, and her beauty is righteous.

She has a great figure, tall and slender, with golden proportions, especially when she wears this police uniform, from head to toe, she exudes a heroic spirit. When Liang Yunfeng entered the training today, he saw her at a glance. She was particularly dazzling in the entire training team.

It turned out that he was complimenting her. Meng Siqi smiled and said, "Thank you. I'm flattered."

Liang Yunfeng was about to speak when Lu He's magnetic and powerful voice rang out again in the spacious camp: "Assemble!"

After an afternoon of intense training, Meng Siqi was sweating all over and her clothes were sticky, but she was extremely proud in her heart. She learned a lot of knowledge that afternoon. Lu He's teaching was very careful and he corrected some of her postures many times.

Finally, the first day of training was completed. Before dismissing, Lu He stood straight, like a pine tree, in front of the team and said seriously: "Tomorrow we will have live-fire training. I hope you will remember all the standard operations today. I also hope you will understand that every time you carry a gun in the future, it is related to your sense of mission! Okay, dismiss."

Although she was very tired, Meng Siqi was still not satisfied. She left the shooting range. In the maintenance room, she saw Lu He's back leaving in a hurry. She thought of the incident in the original world again. In fact, when she first saw the news about him, she felt not only regret but also deep admiration!

In that world, Lu He died and turned into bones sealed in dust for thirty years. She felt a dull pain in her heart, but in this world, would the same be the fate of this man?

The next day she returned to the shooting range with great confidence. However, the trainer on standby at the shooting range was replaced by Luo Xiaoguo, the deputy captain of Team 1. Although no one knew where Lu He had gone, rotation training was a common occurrence.

Liang Yunfeng occasionally came over and handed her a bottle of water, "Meng Siqi, water."

"Thank you."

“How was the training?”

"It's painful but fun." For Meng Siqi, every day's knowledge is new and requires constant challenges. She has worn the skin at the base of her palm. The gun is heavy, and her wrists are already sore after a day, but she has persisted.

"That's true. It's really not easy for you girls, especially."

“So, I need to work harder.”

Liang Yunfeng pursed his lips and smiled: "You are better than my previous senior sisters."

"Haha, you've praised me more than once. Come on, let's all learn from Lu He."

"Oh, yes." Liang Yunfeng smiled faintly, "Team Road."

During the next five days of training, a new training officer was assigned, and Lu He never showed up. However, Meng Siqi's training was initially successful, as she could use a gun properly and was not afraid of the sound of gunfire like she was last time.

She felt that she was on her way to becoming a more qualified criminal police officer.

During the training, Meng Siqi also heard a piece of news that the Shixin Evening News was suspended for rectification due to suspected unfair competition, and Wen Huizhi was also suspended from work at home.

In winter, snowflakes are flying in Jinyang City, and a thin white carpet covers the ground.

Meng Siqi walked to the door of the police station, patted the snow off her body, looked up, and saw Zhao Leiting trotting towards her in the snow. He was holding a document bag in his hand. He gently used the document bag to pat the snow off his head, turned around and said to her, "Where have you been?"

"I went to the community. How about you?"

"Stop talking. I found something. Let's go in and take a look." Zhao Leiting shook the file bag.

Meng Siqi was curious about something, so she followed him into the office and walked towards Han Changlin. Zhao Leiting took something out of the file bag and said, "Captain Han, let me show you a photo."

Meng Siqi stood aside, and following Han Changlin's gaze, his eyes immediately fell on the photo that Zhao Leiting had placed on the table.

The photo shows a young girl wearing a crimson dress with large white flowers. She is sitting on a sofa with her hands on the armrests and her legs together.

Looking more closely, I saw that her long hair was slightly curly, and her hairband was tied with a beautiful bow. Even the bow decoration on her chest and the wristband were very beautiful, and her nails were carefully painted red.

What didn't match the outfit was that her face was unnaturally white, and her eye makeup was a little dark grey, not a colour that normal people would like. The look in her eyes was almost dull and silent, and with her dark red lips, it looked a little weird no matter how you looked at her.

"Did you see the problem?" Han Changlin looked up suspiciously and asked.

"Captain Korea, doesn't this look strange to you?" Zhao Leiting said.

“Where was it filmed?”

"Today I went to an art exhibition called Devil's Art, where many art photos taken by individuals were exhibited. However, I found that this art photo was not normal, so I secretly took a photo..."

"So you took half a day off just to see this?" Han Changlin glared at him.

Zhao Leiting waved his hands quickly, "Captain Han, you misunderstood. I really went to the station to pick up my aunt. On the way back, I happened to pass by there and saw the promotional ads with the slogans "10-dollar ticket", "No photos allowed", "Model art", and "Here comes the devil". Am I not curious?"

Seeing that Zhao Leiting also took Yun into custody, Meng Siqi couldn't help but want to laugh.

"..." Han Changlin pursed his lips, his tone showing helplessness, "Okay, go on..."

"This is a demonic art exhibition. The photos show performance art that imitates death. The models are all handsome men and beautiful women. They put on death-like makeup to attract attention..."

"Get to the point!" Han Changlin interrupted him.

Zhao Lei Ting cleared his cough and said seriously, "Captain Han, I think there is a dead body in the photo?"

"?" Meng Siqi's heart paused. She felt something strange when she saw the photo just now, but when she heard it was a devil's art exhibition, she thought it was nothing. However, she was still stunned when Zhao Leiting said this.

Han Changlin's eyeballs shrank and he slowly picked up the photo on the table. His clear black and white eyes stared at the person in the photo.

Or in other words, a corpse?

Zhao Leiting analyzed as the Korean team stared at him, "I am also fond of photography, and I am particularly sensitive to the human eye. The human eye can reflect many problems..." He seemed to be unable to explain, so he cleared his throat and continued, "Although this is a demonic art exhibition that displays the art of death, this is very abnormal."

Han Changlin slowly put down the photo, but the color in his eyes was different from before, a little cautious. He asked: "What if the model is acting out the state of death when taking the photo?"

"The Korean team, the girl played the role of death and kept smiling, which was very unnatural."

Han Changlin looked at the photo again, and Meng Siqi followed suit. She also discovered that the girl in the photo was smiling, but the smile was not easy to detect. However, when someone reminded her, it felt more and more like a smile. Looking at it this way, the photo became more and more weird.

She felt like a strange hand was digging into her heart, and she suddenly found it hard to breathe.

"Xiao Meng, take a look." Han Changlin's voice immediately brought her out of her strange reverie.

Meng Siqi swallowed and slowly took the photo, but this time she felt it was not clear. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the face in the photo again. This face was different from before. After Zhao Lei Ting's reminder, she had formed a consciousness that she was the corpse.

She shook her head and put the photo back on the table. "Captain Han, I'm not sure."

Han Changlin nodded and said, "Xiao Zhao, you and Xiao Meng should check if there are any missing persons reports recently for women between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five."

Zhao Leiting quickly replied, "Team Korea, I'll check right away."

When Meng Siqi walked back, she always felt very strange. She had seen many corpses before, so why did she feel creepy when facing a photo that had not yet been concluded?

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Lei Ting looked at her, "Let's go check it out together."

"Yeah." Meng Siqi nodded.

The police station has a 486 computer that records the latest reports. With the help of a female clerical police officer, the latest reports in the city are clear at a glance. There are no missing persons who specifically match the age. However, a 30-year-old woman was reported missing recently.

The two of them had some doubts and quickly excerpted the information. When they were leaving, Zhao Leiting asked, "Do you want to go to her house to verify the situation?"

"Is this case being investigated by a team?"

If a missing person case is filed, the police station will definitely follow up. If the second team does not investigate, then the first team will take over the case. If the police station files a case, there will also be a record here.

Zhao Lei Ting hurriedly said: "Hey, look at me, let's go ask the team for directions."

The two of them went to Team One's office together. This was Meng Siqi's first time in Team One's office. Overall, it was more crowded than Team Two. However, perhaps because Team One had more members, everyone's workstations were relatively tidy, especially one of the tables. Except for the pens, notebooks and desk lamps on it, the entire workstation looked like no one was using it.

Luo Xiaoguo was sitting in a chair, spinning around, as if thinking about something, with a pen in his mouth. He saw the two of them at a glance and winked at them: "Xiao Zhao, what's wrong with you guys?"

"Team Lu is not here? You can ask Luo Ge."

"Isn't it just a matter of a phone call? Why do you have to come here in person?" Luo Xiaoguo said in a slightly humorous tone.

Zhao Lei Ting stepped forward, "There's a missing person case recently, take a look!" He handed him the note with the information, "Are you guys investigating?"

"Hmm?" Luo Xiaoguo took it, looked at it, and shook his head, "I don't know."

"So... is there no one following this case?" Zhao Leiting asked.

It's impossible, because the bureau won't neglect any case. Luo Xiaoguo said, "Then what about asking Team Lu?"

Zhao Leiting curled his lips and exchanged glances with Meng Siqi.

At this moment, a tall man walked in from the door with steps as fast as the wind. Meng Siqi turned around and saw that it was Lu He.

Lu He took a few steps closer and stood still. "What's the matter?"

Zhao Leiting quickly handed over the note and explained the situation of the missing woman.

Lu He said, “I checked it.”

"Have you checked?" Zhao Leiting's eyes lit up.

Meng Siqi unconsciously leaned towards Lu He, fearing that he could not hear clearly.

Lu He's frosty eyes moved to her face and met Meng Siqi's eyes. Meng Siqi pursed his lips and replied, "She is not missing. She has some mental disorders. She went out alone. Her family was worried about her and called the police. They found her on the street."

"Oh. Got it." Zhao Lei Ting nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, Team Lu."

Lu He nodded slightly and walked straight to the desk with only a pen, a notebook and a desk lamp.

As expected, Meng Siqi guessed it and it matched Lu He.

After the two of them went out together, Zhao Leiting suddenly said, "Siqi, it looks like we have to go meet the person who took this photo!"