Wow, wow!

"Shut up, stupid dog!"

He spoke a vulgar curse, and walked staggeringly on the streets of New York with a bottle of wine.

He turned his head and cursed at the stray dog ​​on the street.

Beard raised the bottle in his hand and poured himself a big sip of wine, lifted his foot and kicked the can on the side of the road.

When, bang, bang bang-

The sound of the concave cans rolling on the ground is particularly loud on the empty streets.

In response to this, Beard not only did not show any expression, but instead laughed.

However, just in his laughter.

The rolling can suddenly stopped ringing and stopped at the feet in the distance.

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and the bearded looked at the figure that appeared in the distance, stopped the bottle of wine in his hand, and a somewhat puzzled expression appeared on his drunken face.

With his dull eyes, the figure slowly walked out of the shadow.

He looks like a clown!

The clown was wearing an old vintage shirt and a red clown mask on his face, and his mouth was grinning as if he was making a happy expression at him.

Taking light steps, the clown came to the bearded face, and his eyes under the mask looked at his dull face and asked happily.

“Why…so serious?”

An irresistible laughter came from the corner of her mouth. The clown looked at the beard in front of her and continued in a light and pleasant tone: "My mother always teaches me not to forget to smile and put on a happy smile. She said that my mission in life is to bring joy to everyone."

"Now, let me give you the joy."

As the clown finished speaking, a burst of irresistible laughter came from his mouth.

"Ha ha……"

Infected by the clown's laughter, the corners of the beard, which had been surprised and dull, began to rise slightly uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of laughter as the clown came out of his mouth.

Bang!

The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, but the bearded himself didn't care about this at all. He stretched out his hands to cover his stomach, and irresistible laughter kept coming from his mouth.

"Learn up, hahahahahahahaha..."

...

The next day, early morning.

Several police cars from the New York Police Department surrounded the crime scene.

They used long yellow guard belts to separate the crime scene, alienate the onlookers nearby, and questioned the homeless people who found the deceased.

"I did nothing."

As the detective's sharp eyes were gaze, the homeless man's face became a little cramped.

"I just plan to try my luck while it's still early to see if I can find anything useful. Who would have thought that I would meet a dead person on the street."

"Then why did you choose to call the police?"

"I don't want to get into trouble."

Faced with the police's questioning, the homeless man shook his head and gave his own reasons.

"What if I don't call the police, what if I'm considered the murderer who killed that guy."

"Anyway, I don't want to cause too much trouble for myself. After all, my life is already miserable now, and I don't want to get involved in a murder case for no reason."

In front of the detective, tell the other party everything he knows.

The homeless man looked at the moving policeman around him with a little cramped look, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the deceased, then asked tentatively at the policeman in front of him.

"I've said everything I should say, officer, right..."

Notice the eager eyes of the homeless man in front of him, the detective looked down at the burger in his hand and threw it to the other party.

“It belongs to you now.”

"Thank you, officer, you're such a good person."

He reached out to take the burger thrown by the detective. The homeless man couldn't wait to take a bite and said while chewing.

"Next, if there is anything else to ask, I will look for you again, so don't run away."

"No, sir, I'm not far from here. You can see me by driving around the street."

Gorgeously eating the burger, the homeless man answered in a vague voice.

...

"How about it?"

After ending the inquiry of the homeless man who discovered the first crime scene, the detective frowned and crossed the cordon.

"There is not much gain, just a homeless man who accidentally discovered the dead."

Shaking his head, the detective told his colleagues the results of his investigation and asked at the same time.

"Have you found the victim's identity?"

"By comparing the driver's seat on the deceased, his identity has been confirmed, Harvey Cruise, a idle guy who used to work in a car repair shop, but that happened a few months ago."

"He has been in several times because of alcoholism and violent attacks on others, and the last time he came out three days ago."

"A guy with a lot of past records."

Turning his head and looking at Harvey's body, the detective had several preliminary judgments on the death case.

"Or you can investigate and see who the other party has offended?"

Generally, most of these street deaths come from vendetta, especially the deceased, Harvey Cruise, who has a criminal record.

"If so, it would be simple."

Faced with the detective's speculation, the colleague shook his head, and his eyes slightly deflected toward the assistant forensic doctor beside him.

Following the eyes of his colleagues, the detective also looked at him.

"The deceased's state is... very, well... strange."

When he met the gaze of the detective, the assistant forensic doctor looked at the corpse lying on the ground and described it as a weird thing.

"eccentric?"

Hearing the assistant forensic's description of the deceased, the detective couldn't help but look a little surprised on his face.

He has been involved in many cases, but this is the first time he heard an assistant forensic doctor use weirdness to describe a person's death.

"Concrete, you will understand at a glance."

The assistant forensic doctor seemed to know that a simple description could not make the detective understand his description, so he looked down at the deceased on the ground, and the detective immediately squatted down at the other party's gesture.

"This is?"

With his eyes falling on Harvey Cruise's face, the detective finally understood why the forensic doctor used strangeness to describe the other party's death state.

With a big mouth, the expression on Harvey Cruise's face seemed to be laughing.

"A dead man with a smile?"

It is hard for the police detective to imagine what situation Harvey Cruise would die in a laughing way.

"Apart from the expression on my face, I did not find any obvious wounds on the deceased. There was neither gunshot wound nor impact on his body, nor any signs of poisoning. It can be said that there was no strange place except for a smile." Looking at the corpse on the ground, the expression on the assistant forensic face was also full of confusion.
Chapter completed!