Lan Mu became more excited the more he thought about it, and even his brain made up for himself to transform into a more powerful existence.

　　 "I can go to the deepest part of the primeval forest to explore the mysteries, and I can also get close to the most dangerous animals in the world."

　　 "If the white lion's invisibility can still be used, I can go to the most dangerous thieves' den in the world to shoot, I can also explore the mysterious monuments, and even go to Longtan alone and infiltrate any country's closed secret zone."

　　 All of this will be based on his unique superpower.

　　 As for where to shoot the first documentary, he hasn't decided yet.

　　The most urgent thing is to buy the equipment first, and he went to a familiar photographic equipment store.

　　 There are a large number of home cameras and professional high-definition cameras.

　　 Home and professional shooting effects are completely different. The price of a full set of home cameras may not necessarily afford a stand for a professional photography collection.

　　 Lan Mu looked at the Red 1 professional video camera that he dreamed of. It cost more than 20,000 for the stand alone, and 12,000 for the two batteries and charger. The battery is more expensive than the full set of bows and arrows he bought!

　　 Viewfinder 22,000, lens adapter 26,000.

　　A variety of advanced storage media, even including 160GB professional hard drives in the form of RAID, with a asking price of 33,000.

　　 The other two super lenses of Red 1 are priced at 37 thousand and 71 thousand respectively.

　　 After this set, it will cost more than 230,000 if it is less!

　　 All Lan Mu's deposits combined, they couldn't afford such a set of equipment.

　　 That’s it, it’s not the most expensive, if compared with the large-scale video cameras used for filming, the price is really insignificant.

　　I thought that his deposit was only 150,000, and he was the highest and highest, and he would never buy more than 100,000 equipment.

　　 But he also wanted this equipment to be waterproof and able to adapt to long-term field shooting. Picking and picking, he chose a Panasonic one.

　　 A complete set is about 70,000, with a matching waterproof membrane, two sets of batteries, and a hard drive.

　　 After reluctantly swiping his card, he took the device back as a treasure.

　　 If you want to make money to buy better equipment, you can rely on it.

　　 Seeing that it was getting late, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon, and he hurried back. Su Yue had been at home all day.

　　 But when he hadn't left for long, he suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

　　The five senses of elves are much stronger than humans, and their sense of smell is comparable to that of white-haired lions.

　　 He has smelled this smell many times, perhaps for humans, it is just a faint fishy smell, but it smells rich and bloody!

　　 "Where?"

　　 He searched for the source of the taste, and finally locked in a trash can more than ten meters away.

　　 I saw Lan Mu slowly approaching, and as the distance got closer, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

　　 "In the trash can? What is it? This familiar smell of blood."

　　 However, when he was only five meters away from the trash can, a city cleaner walked over with a garbage truck in his hand.

　　 Lan Mu immediately took out his phone and pretended to be playing.

　　 Attention has been locked in the trash can.

　　 Not long after, the cleaner opened the back cover of the trash can and used pliers to pull out the piles of trash.

　　 Lan Mu quickly locked one of the strange black plastic bags.

　　 This black plastic bag is very big, with a bulging inside, the mouth of the bag is tightly tied, and all the **** smell comes out of it!

　　 Lan Mu thought for a while, and when he walked up, he saw that the cleaner had not noticed anything unusual, so he said directly.

　　 "Brother, don't you smell the blood?"

　　The cleaner said inexplicably, "What is the smell of blood?"

　　 After finishing speaking, he even smelled it specially, and said indifferently: "It seems a little bit, what's the matter? There may be dead mice."

　　 Lan Mu shook his head, pointed to the black garbage bag and said, "It's not the smell of dead mice, the smell of blood comes from here."

　　 "Here?" The cleaner is still unclear. So, he is tired enough at work for a day, and he can't figure out what the strange young man in front of him is going to do.

　　 "Excuse me, puncture this bag and have a look." Lan Mu said solemnly, he seemed to understand what the familiar smell of blood was.

　　 "Punch? Young man, let's go! Pick up the rubbish?" The cleaner shook his head, clamped the garbage bag with pliers, and wanted to put it in the garbage truck.

　　 But the garbage bag seems to be very heavy, and the cleaner can’t pinch it several times.

　　 "Eh? What's so heavy?" Uncle the cleaner didn't need to say anything about Lan Mu this time, so he punctured the bag himself, planning to take it away several times.

　　 After piercing the bag, the first thing I saw was a pile of hair, which was horrible.

　　 Lan Mu was shocked, raised his hand and called Ma Xiang.

　　 This **** smell is the smell of death that he has smelled many times.

　　 Uncle the cleaner didn't seem to understand what it was. He fiddled with the contents with the pliers until he seemed to get into something, and then squeezed it hard and pulled something out.

　　 When he saw it clearly, he screamed.

"what!"

　　 The pliers instantly let go, and the whole person bounced a step backwards, even standing unsteadily, half squatting to hold the garbage truck, the cold sweat immediately came down.

　　 Lan Mu could see clearly, a long-haired human head was clipped out, and the cleaner's pliers just inserted into one of the eyes, and then he slipped out.

　　 Seeing the uncle cleaner was terrified, he may have never seen a dead body in his life, or this kind of dismembered head!

　　 I'm afraid he recalled that day, and he used pliers to insert his eyeballs to pinch the head out, and he wouldn't dare to clamp anything in the future.

　　 The phone dialed, and Ma Xiang's familiar voice came.

　　 "What's wrong with Brother Mu? Please drink? I can't get off work today, and there are tasks in front of me. Let me stay here and there."

　　 "You come here, there is a big case, the corpse case!" Lan Mu said condensedly.

　　 Ma Xiang was taken aback, and said, "You know?"

　　 "Huh? What do I know?" Lan Mu asked in surprise.

　　 "Ahem...what's the corpse case? Where are you? Make it clear!" Ma Xiang seemed very anxious.

"Don't worry, I'm at the scene, Minsheng Square heading east, there is no fork here, you can see me when you come along the road. The corpse is in the trash can, and I'm right by the side." Lan Mu hurriedly reported the address first. Just as he was about to talk about the details, Ma Xiang interrupted him directly.

　　 "I'll be here soon! Brother Mu, don't leave! You must control the scene and keep it secret!"

　　 After speaking, Ma Xiang hung up the phone directly.

　　 Lan Mu noticed Ma Xiang's unusual performance, and immediately realized that this is not a new case, Ma Xiang seems to know what happened.

　　 The uncle cleaner was relieved and looked at Lan Mu and shouted: "Call the police! It's murdered! It's murdered!"

　　 "Don't shout!"

　　 Lan Mu stepped over to him, supporting him with one hand and covering his mouth with the other.

　　 The force of nature wrapped his hands and clamped the uncle firmly, and the uncle couldn't make a sound at all.

　　 "I have already called the police. The police will talk to you about this matter. Don't yell now. This is a confidential matter!"

　　 In fact, Lan Mu didn't know what the situation was, but Ma Xiang told him to keep it secret, so he naturally wanted to talk nonsense, and first stabilize the uncle cleaner.

　　 It is the peak time for get off work hours, and there are a lot of people on the road. Several people have noticed the situation here and want to watch the excitement.

　　 Lan Mu was in a hurry, and quickly kicked the garbage truck over and overturned the garbage truck, covering up the black plastic bag.

　　 Several people who wanted to watch were startled. This person was so fierce that he kicked over the garbage truck with one kick.

　　 Lan Mu glared at them, and they dared not come closer.

　　 But they took out their mobile phones two meters away to take pictures, and they talked a lot.

　　 Lan Mu ignores everything, as long as he doesn't find the head.

　　 It didn't take long for Ma Xiang to appear.

　　 This time he came faster than ever, and only two minutes later, he arrived!

　　 And because of the traffic jam during the rush hour, he turned out to be on a motorcycle! It looks like it is a motorcycle of a drag racing clan, and I don't know where it was requisitioned.

　　 I saw this big fat man rushing to Lan Mu panting, took out his police card, and shouted loudly, "Don't look! Don't even look! Spread! Spread!"

　　Unexpectedly, he shouted, and more and more people watched. Seeing that he was a policeman, they didn't want to leave.

　　 Lan Mu was speechless, let go of the uncle, and said to Ma Xiang.

　　 "Why are you here alone?"

　　 "The army will be here soon, don't I rush over to control the scene first! This is an opportunity to perform well in front of the leaders!"

　　 "Huh? You have a **** change?" Ma Xiang stared at Lan Mu's face, some of them couldn't believe that this beautiful boy was his brother shepherd!

　　 "You only changed sex! Look carefully, I!" Lan Mu said with a rough voice in a rage.

　　 Ma Xiang looked carefully, his appearance was still Lan Mu's, but his skin was too good, his chin was a lot thinner, his neck was slender and white, how he looked like a fake lady.

　　 "Isn't it? Mu brother, do you have this hobby? I heard that there is a popular pseudonym, you put on makeup?"

　　 "Go! My skin is good, but your eyes have a problem!"

　　Ma Xiang doesn't believe it, is there any problem with his eyes, can he still know?

　　 Lan Mu was helpless, and could only say: "Don't worry about it, I will tell you about this later."

　　 He interrupted, and then asked seriously: "What the **** is going on? Why keep it secret?"

　　 Ma Xiang finally turned his attention back, and then said: "Anyway, you know it too. If you are an eyewitness, I won't keep you secret."

I saw him leaning into Lan Mu's ear and whispering: "This corpse case has been a month, this is the fourth case of this month. It is an average of once a week. It is all homicide and then thrown in the trash can. I listen to you Once I said it, I knew it was this case again."

　　Ma Xiang didn't say much. Lan Mu understood it as soon as he heard it. This piece of information was enough. Just looking at Ma Xiang's anxiety and the police's attention.

　　 "Do you have no clues? It has been more than a month, and you don't even know what the murderer looks like?"

　　 Ma Xiang sighed and replied: "No, this case hall is crazy. We worked all kinds of overtime. We have squatted in places where crimes might be committed in the whole city. We have tried every stupid way, but we have no clue."

　　 "And the impact of this case is too bad, and there is no progress for another month, so it has been kept secret?" Lan Mu said clearly.

　　 "Oh...I will tell you afterwards, my brothers will protect the scene first." Ma Xiang sighed.

　　 Lan Mu nodded, and then said, "Can I take pictures for a while?"

　　 Ma Xiang looked at his police colleagues before they arrived, and whispered quietly: "Look at Xuan, our leader will come soon. You have no relationship with him. He will definitely not agree."

　　 "If you want to shoot, you shoot now! I'll cover a little bit for you. Don't pass on the material you are shooting. When the case is solved, you can publish it first-hand."

　　 Lan Mu said he understood that he kicked the garbage truck with his foot and quickly turned on the camera. Because he bought a new one, he adjusted it before shooting.

　　 Ma Xiang is tall and fat, and at that block, Lan Mu can take a sneak shot.

　　 Lan Mu recorded about three minutes, and Ma Xiang yelled anxiously: "Don't shoot, the leader is here!"

　　 After listening, Lan Mu put the machine away immediately, stuffed it into the bag~lightnovelpub.net~ and carried it to his back, making his movements clean and tidy.

　　 He saw six police cars arriving at the scene. A dozen police officers quickly surrounded the scene and began to disperse the crowd.

　　 A leader-like person with dark skin and a tall stature. He has even served as a soldier depending on his aura.

　　Ma Xiang was the first to arrive, so the leader asked him when he came up.

　　 "Are you sure? Still the case?"

　　 Ma Xiang explained the situation, Belle detailed, and the leader nodded, but not smiled, crouched down and checked the black garbage bag.

　　 then said: "Where are the people in the Verification Division? What are they doing in a daze? Hurry up and collect clues."

　　 After a while, a staff member reported: "Director..."

　　 The director said directly: "Still not working?"

　　 "Yes, like the previous three times, no clues were left. The garbage bags have been thrown here for at least three hours. As for the specific time of death of the deceased, you need to return to the bureau to check in detail."

　　 The director nodded. He was mentally prepared, so he immediately said: "Clean up the scene, do you still use me to teach? Quick! Don't wait for the reporter to come."

　　 Hearing the last sentence, Lan Mu was stunned, a little embarrassed.

　　 "Are you the ones who found the body? Okay, come back with us to find out about the situation."

　　 The secretary's tone was firm and could not be rejected.

　　 Lan Mu himself also wanted to know more about the situation and naturally cooperated with the police.

　　 The police acted very swiftly this time. The scene was quickly cleaned up. All the garbage, including the garbage truck, was towed away, not even the garbage cans were left behind.

　　 Watching the police leave, the scene is clean.

　　 The onlookers didn’t know what was going on, they whispered to each other, and then they dissipated indifferently.

　　 They don’t know anything about it, and they don’t care about this kind of thing at all.