So Luo Fei started to wander around the area. Though it seed casual, his eyes were never idle.
With his sharp insight, even the slightest clue would be easily discovered.
He checked the exhibition stands, inside and outside the corners, the trash bin people bypassed nearby, and even the chandelier overhead, repeatedly verifying, but he couldn’t find the source of the sll.
"Old Luo!"
He heard soone call him from behind. Turning around, he saw it was Liao Xingyu and the others. Apparently, they had been waiting for him by the restroom but didn’t see him, so they ca looking.
"What are you doing here? Any discoveries?"
"I slled a strange odor. You know, there are so scents I can rember after just one encounter."
"This sll is exactly the sa as the two human body wax statues from yesterday. In the dissection room, when they were opened, I noticed it clearly. Now, this scent reappears, right in this exhibition hall, around the wax statue beside us, but I can’t pinpoint its source."
Hearing Luo Fei say this, several people imdiately beca alert.
Li Jun suggested they confront the curator, reveal their identities first, and conduct a thorough search around without causing panic or drawing attention.
With the help of the wax museum staff, it’d certainly be more convenient, but Liao Xingyu stopped the proposal.
Zhao Donglai had instructed them before they ca that no one there could be trusted.
At least everyone had so degree of suspicion regarding the cri.
If the entire wax museum was one of the cri scenes, revealing their identities would alarm the suspects.
Therefore, the best approach was to investigate undercover!
"Exactly, we don’t need to expose our identities. Since plainclothes officers are here today, we should make good use of the opportunity."
"Alright."
After reaching a consensus, the group hurried to the restroom, the very place where Luo Fei had slled a mix of blood and disinfectant yesterday.
"Look carefully; there should be sothing unusual here. I couldn’t check everything yesterday because of the car accident distraction, but today with the four of us, it shouldn’t be a problem."
Upon hearing him, the other three imdiately began their search, not even sparing the floor tiles.
Though their actions seed a bit odd, they couldn’t worry about that now.
When Luo Fei’s fingers touched a corner behind the door, he felt as if an electric current ran through him; the bloodstains there weren’t obvious, but they had indeed been there. The texture left after cleaning was still present.
He started feeling along the wall, working his way inward, eventually reaching an endpoint above the sink.
"Co look here!"
Liao Xingyu called out, and Luo Fei joined the others.
He pointed to a crack next to the floor tiles, his expression serious.
"Sothing’s very wrong here."
He then pulled a swab from his pocket, gently scraping along the crack, drawing out a layer of dark red muck.
In a place like a restroom, long-term cleaning could cause dirt to accumulate under the floor, but this black sludge couldn’t possibly be in the cracks.
Unless it was the result of grease accumulation.
To everyone present, its aning was clear.
Blood once congealed here and was later washed away, leaving impurities embedded in the cracks.
"No mistake, Luo Fei, your instincts were right. There’s indeed blood residue here, and quite a lot. Soone’s tried to clean it."
"Exactly, I also sensed blood on the wall earlier. This must be part of the cri scene."
As they were exchanging information, a gentle voice suddenly ca from outside the door.
"Need any help, gentlen?"
Half of the person’s head peeked in with a smiling face, and in an instant, Luo Fei and the others recognized him.
The curator!
"You’re the curator?"
"Yes, I’m the curator of this wax museum, Ruan Ke."
"Hello, Curator Ruan."
Liao Xingyu stepped forward first, greeting him. They absolutely couldn’t let the conversation they just had leak out.
"We’re from Binhai, enthusiasts of statue art. We have always been fond of wax sculptures and ca here upon hearing about this high-profile exhibition."
"Ah, I see, welco, welco."
Ruan Ke beca extrely enthusiastic upon hearing their explanation.
He didn’t expect people would co specifically to visit, showing that the wax museum’s fa had spread outside, naturally warranting a warm reception.
Perhaps this could be a chance to expand its influence, attracting more visitors from other places.
"I wonder if you’d like to know anything more; I can personally guide you and offer explanations."
Liao Xingyu turned back to signal Luo Fei.
Their coordination would now be put to the test.
Luo Fei understood Liao Xingyu’s hint, sowhat embarrassedly making a request.
"Curator Ruan, I’m sorry to trouble you. We have a special request, as we purposefully ca here to et the sculptor in charge of creation and design."
Ruan Ke initially thought they might ask for sothing difficult.
Turned out, they just wanted to et the craftsman. Just as he was about to agree, he paused suddenly, as if rembering sothing.
This ambiguous look was captured by the four detectives.
It wasn’t a thoughtful hesitation but a sudden realization causing reluctance.
The man had secrets!
From this mont on, whatever Ruan Ke said, Luo Fei and the others viewed him with suspicion and scrutiny.
"Uh, not convenient?"
"No problem, sorry for the inconvenience."
Zhou Fan took the opportunity to add, just as they were about to leave, Ruan Ke suddenly called them.
"Wait a mont."
"Guests are always welco. Since you’re here, please follow to et him."
In the end, he relented.
Luo Fei and the others exchanged glances, indicating the show must go on.
Thus, they followed Ruan Ke to the back of the exhibition hall. To the south of the wax museum, there were two rows of bungalows; that was the workshop.
Many wax figures in the museum were processed there.
Most people could only stop at this point since the further processes were precise and sensitive to outside interference, but this ti Luo Fei and the team’s claid identities left Ruan Ke no choice but to concede.
After careful consideration, he decided to let them in for a eting.
"Master Song, is Master Song here?"
Ruan Ke called out as he led them inside.
No sooner had they entered than a coarse voice rang out.
"What are you doing here at this hour!"
A short old man with a white beard stood in front of a casting pool, endlessly scrubbing molds.
He had his back to the group, but his tone was unusually harsh, clearly unhappy about the intrusion.
"Haha, this is Master Song, our foreman here. He personally oversees so casting stages and refining steps. Moreover, he also handles the polishing and decorative details."
Ruan Ke passionately introduced the group while turning to ease the situation.
"Master Song, don’t be angry. These visitors are from Binhai and ca specifically to visit."
"I thought it might be good for them to et the master and help with promotion. It might actually turn out to be a good thing."
Master Song was not the least bit moved, stepping forward directly to block their way.
"It won’t work whoever you are. Look at the sign here."
He pointed toward a sign that read ’Restricted Area, No Entry’ next to him.
The situation was sowhat awkward for Luo Fei and the others, knowing their visit was sowhat uninvited, but Ruan Ke kept smiling and trying to smooth things over.
As the curator, he couldn’t lose face over this incident.
"Master Song, don’t be mad, they’re just taking a quick look, won’t take much ti."
During this mont, Luo Fei observed the old man closely, sensing much information.
The badge hanging on the man’s chest was clearly marked: Workshop Head, Song Yusheng.
Looking further up, a nacing black aura and a thick, bloody hue lingered over his head, reflecting in Luo Fei’s eyes.
It seed the target he was looking for was indeed him.
Those two wax figures made from human corpses indeed originated from this place!
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