Chapter 277 Arresting the Tailor! [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

How big is a tailor shop? Very small.

Ordinary people might think that it is the same as a clothing store that sells clothes, but in fact, it may not even be half as big as a clothing store.

Six square meters of interior space? About that size.

The colors inside are very dark, making people feel heavy-hearted.

The clothes had no fancy designs and were hung in the air by hooks. When the hangers were stretched out, it looked as if a person was hanging on them.

The scattered pieces of clothing were in the corners, looking messy, yet strangely orderly.

The policemen calmly held the guns at their waists, and several of them entered in an orderly manner, conducting a careful and cautious search.

After a while.

The person sent in returned to the door, looked at Zhao Hailong and shook his head.

No one is inside.

Zhao Hailong and Li Jianye nodded and didn't care.

"People outside should ambush and hide themselves. Do not take action without orders."

After saying that, several people walked in.

Li Jianye glanced around, and when he saw the environment inside the house, he frowned.

"Zipper? Sewing machine. Patch?" Li Jianye asked in surprise.

"Are you sure this is the store opened by Xu Meng?"

Tailoring and fashion design, even though their skills may be somewhat similar, they are two different concepts.

Xu Meng's shop doesn't suit her very well.

A college student does this kind of work. This is not discrimination, but reality.

Undergraduate students born in 2004, let alone a second-tier university, even if you are a junior college graduate or a high school graduate, you can still find a very good job.

But a tailor shop full of zippers and buttons is totally incompatible with the other party's level! Not to mention designing clothes by yourself, at least you have to have a decent job.

Living in such a dark corner?

Xu Hao looked around, then squatted down and searched for something in the corner.

There is a bed on the floor in the corner. If a bed on the floor can be called a bed, then this should be it.

There are still some old clothes that have not been mended on the sewing machine.

The materials needed were basically zippers and buttons, and the price of one order was only one or two yuan at most. It seemed difficult to even have enough to eat and wear.

Xu Meng lives here?

A murderer. No, he even dared to skin a person. There were 43 of them, living in such a shabby place! ?

The strong sense of disharmony made the people around him feel a little torn, and they frowned and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Until in a trance.

A clear voice rang in the ears of several people.

“Crack!”

In the silent and dim room, this voice seemed to echo in everyone's heart. Although it was small, it was so clear.

Several people subconsciously turned their heads to look at the silent door.

The precision keyhole gears are twisted.

Not long.

"Squeak~"

A shrill sound rang out, and the door was slowly pushed open.

The moonlight outside shone through the door and fell on the people in the house.

The person outside the door looked up and paused for a moment.

The moonlight was cold and pale, and the people looked like corpses standing in various corners of the house.

Those pairs of calm and stiff eyes stared at her silently, some in the corners, some hidden in the shadows, without a trace of life.

The two sides just stood there in a stalemate, with no one taking the first move. Only in the invisible corners could there be rustling sounds.

After a long time, the other party suddenly spoke.

"Who are you?"

As she spoke, the woman limped into the house and hung her bulging bag on a shelf beside her.

Xu Hao took a glance.

This man has a problem with his legs, one leg higher than the other, and he walks crookedly. His appearance cannot be seen clearly, as he is wearing glasses and a mask, and his entire face is wrapped tightly.

He is a little over 1.5 meters tall and a little overweight.

I don't know what was stuffed in the bag I put down.

Xu Hao sniffed, and the smell of alcohol entered his nostrils, making him squint.

"Customer." Xu Hao replied.

customer?

The woman seemed to have not expected Xu Hao to reply like this. She was stunned for a moment and then spoke again:

"I haven't seen a bunch of customers prying doors open."

"Don't you see it now?"

Xu Hao waved his hand.

The woman didn't care.

She walked into the piles of worn-out clothes and sat down in front of the sewing machine.

With a twist of the foot, the sewing machine started to make a "da da da" sound.

Sewing machines are still very expensive these days. Some people need this thing when they get married. It is not difficult to operate, but it is difficult to master it.

The woman was sewing the cuffs and shortening or making some clothes thinner or looser. Her skills were very good and she was very skilled.

After a long time, as if she was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Xu Hao, she looked up at Xu Hao.

"What do you want to make up?"

Xu Hao thought about it and took off his clothes.

"Patch a button."

"Your button is not broken." the woman replied.

“Swish!”

Xu Hao tore the button and looked at her, "It's broken now."

The woman was speechless and silent for a moment. She took it and was about to use the pillow to mend it when Xu Huo suddenly spoke again:

"Change the needle. There is oil on this needle. You have to wash it after mending it."

Xu Huo smacked his lips and said, "Wipe off the human oil on it before sewing."

The woman suddenly raised her head and looked at Xu Hao, saying expressionlessly: "I will not tarnish this profession."

"That's not necessarily true."

Xu Huo shook his head and suddenly asked:

"By the way, you, as a fashion designer, have come up with something new."

"But, do you have a grudge against those people?"

Xu Hao said meaningfully.

"With them not."

The woman lowered her head and sewed buttons with needle.

"With them?"

Xu Hao raised his eyebrows, "Does that mean you have a grudge against Liu Yiyi?"

"How did Liu Yiyi offend you?"

The woman said nothing and continued sewing buttons.

"Come to think of it, why did those things you sew suddenly disappear?"

Xu Huo suddenly asked cheerfully again.

"The police found a lot of your stuff at the garbage dump. You threw it away quite casually. You are quite courageous."

"No big deal, just throw it away if you don't like it."

The woman replied calmly.

If you don't like it, just throw it away?

Zhao Hailong standing by almost cried out in anger.

"Why do you suddenly dislike it?" Xu Hao asked again.

"It's nothing. If I don't like it, I don't like it. There's no need to ask so many questions." The woman spoke again.

Dislike. A change in a person's attitude towards something often requires an event to reverse it.

The other party suddenly doesn’t like it anymore?

Xu Huo didn't believe it. As of now, something must have happened to this woman again.

But this time, the woman spoke first.

"The buttons are sewn on."

"Two."

Xu Hao paused and nodded.

"become."

He took two coins from his pocket.

The coin was new, and the moonlight reflected bright silver light on it. As he threw it, the coin made a sound on the table.

“Ding~”

When the coin fell on the table.

At the same time, another crisp sound was heard.

“Crack!”

Under the moonlight.

A pair of silver-white handcuffs emerged and appeared on the woman's wrist.

"Xu Meng, right?"

"yes."

"Do you need to tell me the reason?"

"Need not."

"Then come with us."

"Um."

Xu Meng was arrested.

The crime committed by the other party is currently difficult to convict.

Death penalty? Not necessarily. Xu Meng may not have directly participated in the murder. Her actions were against the dead and the corpse.

So. Insult to a corpse?

But the number is too large, and it is very likely that they have instigated the second murderer.

So, now the court has received the news, but the police still need to arrest the other murderer, otherwise it will be difficult to obtain a fair conviction.

March 19th.

Five o'clock in the morning.

"Tell me about it."

"What have you done?"

In the interrogation room, Zhao Hailong sat on a chair.

Opposite him was Xu Meng.

Xu Meng was not wearing a mask or sunglasses at this time.

What does she look like?

Very ugly!

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This is not an insult, nor is it a deliberate distortion, but a fact.

Xu Meng has many scars on her face, but her facial features are still okay and her skin is not rough.

If you just look at her face, maybe she is just an ordinary girl.

So, that's not the reason why she is ugly.

But the body!

The back is extremely twisted, and the spine is like a mountain road, extremely rugged. The whole back is arched, as if your spine has turned a bend, like a hunchback, but the back is much more terrifying than a hunchback when it is revealed.

Let's just say she couldn't lie down on the bed, she could only lie on her side.

The lower body is not scary, with one leg higher than the other.

This is also the reason why the human skin vest is slightly larger than her.

If the body was not deformed and could straighten the back, the data would be exactly the same as the one calculated by Xu Hao.

"Sewing human skin and peeling it."

Xu Meng hunched his back and said expressionlessly.

Her attitude was okay, not gentle but not aggressive either.

"How many people did you deal with in total?"

Zhao Hailong lowered his head and took notes silently.

"Forty-six people."

Xu Meng said.

"Forty-six?"

Xu Huo, who was standing by, suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Forty-seven, right?"

After saying that, Xu Hao pulled out a photo and threw it on the table. "What was in your bag last night?"

The photo shows the bulging human skin, which has been cleaned and even the grease has been scraped off!

It looks like a blanket stuffed in a bag.

"Hmm, forty-seven. I remembered it wrong."

Xu Meng nodded, confirming this statement.

"Did you kill him?" Xu Huo asked.

"No. Do you think I can kill anyone?" Xu Meng raised his hand in self-mockery.

Indeed, it is difficult to kill someone with this body of hers. Even a junior high school student probably cannot defeat her.

"Who killed him?"

Xu Huo suddenly asked.

This interrogation itself was not aimed at Xu Meng, but at another murderer who was still out there!

"I don't know him."

"You don't know him!?" Zhao Hailong subconsciously looked up, his expression stunned.

Li Jianye, who was smoking nearby, was also stunned and even forgot to smoke.

In one case, there were as many as forty-three victims.

There were two murderers in total, and the time span was almost half a year. In this case, they didn't even know each other! ?

"What's his name?"

Xu Hao narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I said it last night, I don't know." Xu Meng shook his head.

"What does he look like?"

"He looks pretty average, about 1.78 meters tall, with a buzz cut, and weighs about 140 kilograms."

Xu Meng thought about it and repeated last night's confession.

"How did you get in touch after the murder?"

"Call me."

"He contacted you first?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Why? Do you have a monetary transaction?"

Li Jianye frowned and asked.

Last night's meeting was wrapped up in a hurry, with almost no detailed inquiries.

"No." Xu Meng shook his head.

"He likes to watch me skin it, and I like to skin it, it's as simple as that."

I like watching Xu Meng being skinned. If you remove the word Xu Meng from this sentence, I guess it will be correct.

Does the other party like to see the victim being skinned and tortured?

Torturing and killing the dead is also related to information.

"You guys keep doing this, why is the information hidden so well?"

Zhao Hailong suddenly asked.

Although the number of deaths was so large, the police found after a detailed investigation that at least half of the families of the missing people did not report the incident to the police.

"Heh, don't you know what these dead people did?"

Xu Meng smiled sarcastically, as if mocking the police, but more like mocking the dead.

"It's hard to hide things from family and friends in this line of work."

"Many families have severed ties long ago, and those who haven't severed ties don't keep in touch often. It's normal not to even get a phone call for a month."

"Besides, not everyone killed that person."

"I personally think that he killed people like Liu Yiyi."

At this time, Xu Meng even took the initiative to help the police with reasoning.

The three of them looked at each other.

“Why did the murderer kill people?”

Xu Hao asked again.

"I don't know. Anyway, I haven't talked to him much."

Xu Meng shook his head.

"What do you think? Any guess?" Xu Hao asked.

"A passion murder?"

Xu Meng thought about it and guessed.

The clues of the murder of passion once again fit the reasoning, and everyone's frowned brows relaxed.

The reasoning is correct, which means that the follow-up will not go astray. Even if the other party cannot be caught now, he will definitely be caught later!

"After killing someone and calling them, where will they tell you to go?"

Xu Hao asked again.

The skinning took place not in Xu Meng's tailor shop, but somewhere else.

"It's his home, a very shabby and remote place. I don't know where it is. He always took the initiative to pick me up."

Xu Meng shook his head.

"Are there any reference objects nearby?" Li Jianye asked.

"No, usually I get on the bus at Rongmao Plaza, he blindfolds me, and the bus heads west before I'm blindfolded. The journey takes about 20 minutes."

It’s a twenty-minute journey, but the distance at night is not very certain, and the other party may be driving very fast.

"Check the surveillance."

Zhao Hailong thought for a moment, then turned and spoke to the police officer beside him.

A large shopping mall is under surveillance.

Although there are not many surveillance cameras these days, it is still easy to take a picture of a car.

The police officer nodded and hurried out of the interrogation room to start making arrangements.

Just as the police were thinking.

In a trance, Xu Meng suddenly said:

"Oh, there's another piece of information you may need."

Everyone paused, looked up and looked at Xu Meng.

"What message?"

"Aren't you curious about why I guessed it was a murder of passion?"

Xu Meng laughed this time, cheerfully, a bit like a psychopath.

"Why?" Xu Hao asked cooperatively.

"There was a woman at the murder site."

“It’s all done around each other.”

Everyone suddenly paused.

"It was all done right in front of her. The body was skinned bit by bit in front of her, revealing the bloody, red muscles."

"If I'm not mistaken, that woman should be his girlfriend."

Xu Meng added:

"Oh, yes."

"She's still alive."

"She watched the skinning process forty-seven times."

In an instant.

You could hear a pin drop at the scene.

(End of this chapter)