Chapter 606 How did the murderer know for sure that he would die?

Walking back to the rest area and sitting down, Pang Le poured a cup of hot water in front of Guan Xia and handed her a piece of chocolate, "Eat something sweet to calm your nerves."

Guan Xia tore open the package and took a bite, slowly savoring the bitter yet slightly sweet taste.

"You just said that your friend told you a lot of gossip?" Guan Xia asked vaguely while eating chocolate.

Pang Le sat next to Guan Xia and crossed his legs. "You will never guess how those two died."

Guan Xia looked at Pang Le with an expression that looked like he was mentally retarded. "It's all in the news. One person had his throat cut and the other drowned."

Pang Le: "Yes, he died of drowning. Apart from that, there were no external injuries on his body. How did the murderer know for sure that he would die? What if he could swim? You saw the photo, the river wasn't flowing fast."

Guan Xia's expression froze. After careful recollection, it was indeed as Pang Le said. Although the river in the photo was wide enough, its flow was slow, even gentle. The river water reflected ripples under the sunlight.

It seems that the drowning is true, but there are other inside stories that cannot be revealed.

Guan Xia looked at Pang Le inquiringly.

Pang Le moved closer, half of his shoulder resting on Guan Xia, and lowered his voice to say, "My friend told me that the man who drowned had been drinking heavily before being kicked into the river. He died a little later than the woman, about half an hour apart."

Guan Xia realized something and looked at Pang Le in shock.

Pang Le nodded heavily. "My friend said that according to the analysis of the traces at the scene, the murderer first slit the female victim's throat, and then kicked the drunk male victim into the river in front of her."

Guan Xia just felt that the air conditioner seemed to be turned on a little bit, and it suddenly felt a little cold.

Only now did she understand why the deceased woman had tried so hard to crawl forward despite being so seriously injured. She wanted to save someone. But what about the deceased man? What was he thinking as he saw the deceased woman suffer such fatal injuries a second before he was kicked into the water, while he was bobbing and struggling desperately in the water?

Guan Xia thought of another possibility. Perhaps when the female victim was crawling, the murderer was still at the scene. He might have been happily watching the female victim stop breathing and the male victim being swallowed by the river and disappearing without a trace, and then turned and left.

Then Guan Xia thought of the photo of the crime scene upstairs that she had seen in the group.

Although it is very different from the photos in the news, it shows the same two people, one with fatal injuries and the other with no visible scars.

Guan Xia grabbed Pang Le and said, "Do you have any gossip about the case upstairs? That boy, how did that boy die?"

Pang Le placed her hand on Guan Xia's arm and patted it comfortingly. "I found out that the boy died of suffocation."

"What about her mother?" Guan Xia suddenly remembered that the boy's mother seemed to be called Liu Jiahui. Although she had met her several times, she only knew her name.

"Suicide," Pang Le said, "because the only fingerprints on the murder weapon were her own."

In other words, the murderer held the boy hostage and forced Liu Jiahui to stab herself in the chest with a dagger, just like in the case in 2019, when the murderer held the female victim hostage and forced the male victim to drink.

Judging from these similarities alone, it is indeed a serial murder case.

Guan Xia unconsciously tightened her grip on Pang Le's fingers, and she thought of the repairman she met that day while carrying the suitcase.

Thanks to the system that suddenly appeared, she still remembers that face clearly after three days. The narrow eyes looked at Guan Xia calmly, and even smiled when asking her if she needed help. His eyes were slightly curved. He looked so normal, just like many people she met in this world, ordinary and common. Such a person was actually a serial killer. Although the system pointed so clearly, she still couldn't believe it.

But no matter how much he disbelieved it, this was still a dangerous and perverted murderer. Guan Xia's mind was filled with the bloody trace of the female victim struggling to crawl towards the river. For the first time, he felt that although he was reluctant, he had to study the system.

Let’s not talk about anything else for now. At least we should try our best to send the one we encountered this time to jail first, so as to avoid having two more victims.

Guan Xia's mind was working rapidly, and Pang Le suddenly touched her head.

Guan Xia turned her head and saw Pang Le looking at her with a regretful expression, "Are you scared? I should have told you earlier. To make it up to you, I'll take you to a big meal at noon. How about that Hunan restaurant from the day before yesterday? I saw you enjoyed it very much."

Guan Xia noticed that she was still holding Pang Le's arm tightly, so she quickly let go, smiled and said, "Okay, I'll treat you tomorrow after this meal. You've been working as my bodyguard for so many days."

Although Pang Le didn't say it explicitly, Guan Xia knew that she would never let her live alone until the murderer was caught, even in a new house.

Pang Le patted Guan Xia and stood up. "Then it's settled. You just sit here and play. I'll go exercise. When it's almost time, I'll take you to dinner."

After watching Pang Le disappear in the fitness area, Guan Xia moved to the corner of the rest area, took out his cell phone and pretended to watch a TV series, but actually planned to study the system carefully.

Based on her experience reading countless novels, Guan Xia first called out in her mind: System? Informant system?

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response.

Guan Xia scratched her chin and changed her approach. She used her mobile phone to search for photos of wanted criminals. She looked at one after another, but still had no reaction.

Is this so unintelligent? Guan Xia couldn't help but mutter inwardly.

Before she traveled through time, besides painting, her favorite thing to do was to read novels. How come the systems in those novels were not only intelligent but also had distinct personalities, but when it came to her, they were not only late but also seemed like idiots.

Guan Xia cursed a few words indignantly and began to recall the entire process of system binding.

How did the system pop up? It was the police knocking on her door. She opened it, and the police asked her a few basic questions, and then asked if she saw anyone suspicious. Suddenly, a screen popped up in her mind.

In other words, the triggering condition of the system is the questioning from the police?

Guan Xia thought about it again and again and could only think of this possibility.

After hesitating for a long time, Guan Xia opened the message dialog box of the police she added that day. As the person who provided the clue, she simply asked whether the clue was helpful to them. It should be... normal, right?

Guan Xia put himself in the other person's shoes and thought about it. Feeling that it would not arouse suspicion, he carefully typed the next line of words.

Guan Xia: Hello, police officer, I’m sorry to bother you. I would like to ask if this sketch I provided has helped you?

Guan Xia repeatedly checked the wording and tone before sending the message and anxiously waited for a reply.

Four hours passed, and until Pang Le came out to have lunch with her, not a single word came from that dialog box.

"What are you staring at?" Pang Le stretched his shoulders and looked at Guan Xia curiously. "It's rare to see you in this attitude. Are you waiting for news or a call?"

Guan Xia was not disappointed. The police profession is already busy, not to mention criminal police. Maybe they haven't seen any news about her until now.

Putting away the phone, Guan Xia stood up and said, "As for the police who questioned me before, didn't I provide a clue? So I want to take this opportunity to ask them if they have made any progress."

Pang Le obviously understood why she did this. He patted her shoulder and said, "You'll be disappointed. This is such a complicated case and it's an ongoing case. They have confidentiality regulations and won't reveal a single word to the outside world, even if you're an eyewitness. But if you really want to know, I can help you find out more."

Pang Le took out his phone and started searching for something. "I had an ex-boyfriend who was a journalist. He's very well-informed. Although he doesn't know the details about this case, a little bit is better than knowing nothing at all."

Guan Xia was about to refuse but swallowed the words back upon hearing this.

It wasn't until they sat down in the restaurant and were halfway through their meal that Pang Le put down his phone and whispered, "He replied to me, but he doesn't know much. He only heard that the case upstairs from you is indeed a serial murder case, and the members of the special task force we set up earlier have arrived in the past two days. We don't know the whereabouts or identity of the murderer yet, but he is definitely still in Yongquan City."

"I don't know his identity..." Guan Xia muttered, then came back to look at Pang Le, "So my intuition that day was right. What I saw was indeed not that person's true face."

Pang Le glared at Guan Xia speechlessly, "You should be glad that it's not your true face, otherwise he might have targeted you and wanted to silence you."

Guan Xia heard too many shocking news today and felt numb at this moment.

Pang Le took a tissue and wiped his mouth clean, then whispered, "Besides telling me these things, he also told me one more thing."

Guan Xia knew that it was related to this case again, and looked at Pang Le seriously, waiting for her next words.

Sure enough, Pang Le said, "Besides the couple I showed you today, there were two other deceased, two boys, the older one was 13 and the younger one was 2, they were brothers."

Although Guan Xia was mentally prepared, he still gasped when he heard that one of the victims was a child as young as 2 years old.

Guan Xia heard her voice tremble a little, "How did they die?"

Pang Le said solemnly, "The younger one had his wrists cut and thrown into the fish tank, and the older one was forced to jump off the building."

Guan Xia subconsciously clenched her fingers tightly.

Pang Le sighed, "My friend told me that the couple were both very outstanding. They were two months away from getting married when they died, and their wedding photos were halfway through. Their two children were also very close. Their parents were both busy, so the older one often took care of the younger one. This also includes the mother and child upstairs. The murderer is really a pervert. He must be unable to bear to see others having such a good life."

Guan Xia couldn't help but sigh, and her mood, which had just calmed down, became messy again.