screenwriter mystery

Chapter 54 Bizarre death【Recommendation for collection】

"There is no obvious trauma on the surface of the corpse. If the wounds left by the fight on the opponent's body are removed..."

"In addition, I also continued to test the blood and internal organs in the corpse. The deceased had ingested a lot of alcohol before death, but this is not the cause of the death of the other party."

"So, it turns out the cause of death is unknown."

"The cause of death is unknown?!"

FBI, forensic lab.

Looking at the autopsy report in his hand, even Detective Zhou couldn't help showing a slight change on his indifferent face.

"Yes."

Nodding his head, the forensic doctor who performed the autopsy turned his head and glanced at Harvey's cold body lying beside him, as well as the smile on his face, and said with some uncertainty: "Of course, there is another guess, that is, the other party was laughed at dead."

"Laugh to death!"

Another speculation given by the forensic doctor is even more bizarre than the unknown cause of death.

However, the forensic doctor has his own argument for this: "In fact, this is not absolutely impossible. In history, there was a period of torture by laughing. In the 17th century in Europe, there was a punishment called "laughing punishment". Generally, the prisoner's hands and feet are fixed in wooden shackles to prevent the prisoner from struggling, and then the prisoner's shoes and socks are taken off, honey or salt water is applied on the soles of the prisoner's feet, and animals such as goats are brought to lick the prisoner's soles. Clean, the executor will paint it again until the prisoner confesses or suffocates to death. When a person continues to laugh, the air in the lungs will become less and less, thus losing the ability to breathe, resulting in death due to lack of oxygen.”

"It's really a cruel punishment. Perhaps this is why Europe has become human rights today."

Hearing the forensic doctor's description of the 'laughing punishment', Detective Zhou frowned subconsciously, and made a casual remark.

However, he quickly realized that the forensic doctor in front of him also seemed to be from a European Union country.

"I didn't mean you."

"It's okay, I'm British."

Regarding Detective Zhou's words, the forensic doctor shrugged and replied nonchalantly.

"Isn't Britain part of Europe?"

Hearing what the forensic doctor said, Detective Zhou was a little puzzled.

"That's only temporary. The UK has never considered itself a country in Europe. The UK is the UK. One day we will leave the EU sooner or later."

"So, you think there's a good chance that Harvey Cruise was laughed to death?"

After interrupting the forensic doctor, Amanda looked at the smiling corpse and asked.

"I'm just offering a guess. After all, in modern society, it's not easy to laugh someone to death."

Shaking his head, the forensic doctor was not sure about his judgment.

"No, maybe, you're right."

Amanda murmured as her eyes stayed on Harvey's face with his mouth open and laughing.

……

"Hey, clown."

Bar, backstage powder room.

A white man made a mocking look at Arthur.

"I thought you quit. If I were you, I would just change out of that outfit and go dancing with the dancers in the bar..."

Like Arthur, the white man is also a stand-up performer in the bar, and through some jokes that he thinks is funny, he taunts others to make money to support his family.

"Because of this, you may be able to appear a little more interesting."

The taunt from the white stand-up performer set off a cascade of laughter in the dressing room.

Most of those who will perform in the bar are the bottom and marginal people of this society, and it is precisely because of this that they need a goal and become the object of ridicule, so as to provide short-term pleasure and forget the misfortunes in their lives.

And there was no doubt that Arthur was that one.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

In the dressing room, Arthur looked at the crowd laughing at him.

There was neither anger nor sadness on his face. He grinned and let out a sharp and piercing laugh with everyone.

"..."

Arthur's laughter stopped the original ridicule in the dressing room.

The white stand-up actor looked at Arthur, who kept laughing, with an angry expression on his face.

"What's so funny about that, freak."

"Isn't that funny?"

Facing the gaze of the white man, the smile on Arthur's face became even brighter, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cheerful arc.

"It's cruel to trample on other people's dreams, but I will never be discouraged, because this is an indifferent world. My existence brings you laughter, even if it's just a mocking smile, it's my existence in this world. the greatest significance.”

Arthur's abnormal reaction made the mocking expression on the white talk show actor's face stiff. He looked at Arthur who was still laughing in front of him, shook his head, and said with some uneasiness but forced himself to be calm: " You are crazy, no, you are a freak, I don't want to be found entangled with you."

After speaking, ignoring the reactions of other people in the dressing room, the white talk show actor turned around and walked out of the dressing room.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Silently watching the back of the talk show actor leaving, the laughter in Arthur's mouth gradually lowered, but the corner of his mouth was always hanging high.

He had never felt so happy.

Backstage, powder room.

Perhaps because they noticed something strange about Arthur, everyone looked at each other for a while, and walked out of the dressing room in twos and threes.

They would rather stay outside than stay in the dressing room.

Soon, only Arthur was left in the whole dressing room.

However, he didn't feel anything about it.

Still sitting in front of the mirror in the dressing room, looking at himself in the mirror, grinning and humming a brisk tune.

"What can you do, (what will you do)
Punchinello, funny fellow? (clown, you funny guy?)

What can you do, (what will you do)
Punchinello, funny you? (funny clown?)

We can do it, too, (we can do it too)
Punchinello, funny fellow. (clown, you funny guy)
......"

Happy like a clown.

On the table of the dressing table, the red clown mask was quietly smiling.

……

"Hey, it's your turn on stage, Arthur!"

Pushing open the iron door of the dressing room, the boss was slightly taken aback seeing the empty scene inside.

But without thinking too much, he immediately yelled at Arthur in front of the dressing table.

After shouting, he did not forget to add a reminder.

"Don't forget, this is your last chance, don't mess it up again."

"I'm ready."

Hearing what the boss said, Arthur in the dressing room slowly got up and picked up the clown mask in front of him.

The smile on the face is cheerful and happy.

"When you introduce me, can you call me a clown, boss."

　Thanks for the chainsaw in the guitar bag, the superman Y0, Morinaka Wu for the 100 starting coin reward, Yiku 998 for the 500 starting coin reward, Jingyunyi for the 1500 starting coin reward, please call me Uncle Long’s 4000 The starting point is rewarded.

　　
　
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