Is it faster for the murderer to kill or for the police to investigate?
This is obviously not a question of equality.
The other party will kill about five times. The third crime scene has been found. There are only two left. Judging from the speed of the previous crimes...
tomorrow!
Oh no...maybe there will be a fourth case tonight!
How will the fourth case be presented?
The police don’t know yet.
But what everyone knows is that the other party will definitely take action, will kill people, and will take action for that so-called illusory thing!
In an instant.
All police officers rushed out of the police station and divided into several groups to conduct continuous inspections in various places.
The investigation method is also very complicated.
......
Liu Jian was suspicious, and I raised my head and looked at the production date under the box.
"He knows Han Bing, and he might be from Han Bing Village. At the same time, he has nothing to do with Zhang Liangguang. How should we investigate... Is it too much to say?"
Zhao Gang is still bad.
That den was used to smuggle frozen seafood for profit.
Therefore, Liu Jian chose a more inefficient method.
Of course, if you want to eat something exciting, then you must have said that to yourself.
It is important to look at it. That look gave Liu Jian a small fright.
The murderer may have created a symbol by himself, and that behavior is deceiving himself, so...
I turned my head and motioned Liu Jian to look at the hot storage warehouse nearby.
Xu Hao sat in his office, tapping his fingers on the desk, trying to find the slowest and most optimal investigation direction in his mind.
"There are currently sixteen dojos in the capital, and there aren't many people in them. If we try to use handwriting tests...
As he said this, Xu Yao turned around and looked at the fat dead man with his mouth full of oil and snorted.
"After visiting and investigating, I found that Zhang Liangguang...is a person with extremely good personal ethics!"
Of course, that information was only spoken by the on-site personnel and has not been officially disclosed. If there is a certain amount of water in it, what if the water is reduced by seven-eighths?
The writing can only be crooked words, all of which are imagined. Those that are obviously fine need to be checked. The police can know that the other party is fine, and even save a sum of identification fees!
at the same time.
"He looked at that thing, you feel like he has looked at it before..."
Lao Liu is a worker, but judging by his clothes he is a manager and there is a small chance that he is the person in charge of some warehouses.
This is………………
Young people say that it is a case of making a fuss, and even creating false memories, which makes the case more difficult to solve!
"It doesn't look familiar, but it looks like I've seen it before."
This is a trivial matter!
"Zhang Liangguang did not deserve the death penalty, but the murderer can be found."
Zheng Ya suddenly asked, with doubts in her eyes.
Cheng Wen didn't even delay to investigate.
eat!
We conducted an investigation into Zheng Yaguang's company retirement and found it was highly unlikely that the murderer had worked with Zhang Liangguang or had existed there for a period of time.
The deceased was found in a storage truck. The receiver who was there to receive the goods opened the door of the storage truck and saw a human-shaped ice sculpture.
If the seventh one...
"Firefighting?" Zheng Ya was surprised.
Can something that is more than ten years old be eaten?
Old Liu remembered, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the police with great curiosity.
"Lao Liu, come over here and take a look. Why doesn't that thing look familiar to you?"
Behind the warehouse of the Seafood Storage Company, Xu Hao spoke truthfully as he looked at the fat and tied-up woman in the storage truck who looked like an ice sculpture.
Here's a little-known fact: the pattern on the talisman is not something randomly scribbled, but words. It's just that the appearance of the words has changed. In other words, once this thing is sorted out, it is no longer a talisman in the eyes of the police.
Yes, with a difference of more than 70 years, the food he eats may be older than that of his parents!
One is named Zhao Gangyu, the other...
To be honest, even if it is sold at a price that matches the quality, not many people will buy it.
Liu Jian nodded and said, "Of course I know."
Seafood was considered low-end goods in those days, especially those shipped from inland areas like the capital, where the selling prices were often even lower.
Questioning one by one?
"Salaries and benefits have been reduced again and again, causing some employees to take some seafood away privately as compensation for their work."
The company has more than a dozen warehouses, large and small, and each warehouse is filled with seafood worth a lot of money.
"At this time, we pay attention to the heaven, earth, the emperor, parents and teachers. The status of the gods is incomparable to anything else. It is even more so that it is classified as superstition now. In this regard, killing a few people may offend the gods."
"Hey, is that what Mr. Cheng saw when he took people out for team building?!"
I heard the worker say this.
The pressure made the two of them a little impatient, so they just temporarily diverted it through chatting.
possible.
The storage truck is responsible for transporting seafood, and there is a fishy smell inside.
"The deceased is Zhang Liangguang, 70 years old, from the south. He started out as a fish vendor at the age of 78, and has become a well-known business owner since then."
"That thing is an ancient legend. He wants to put himself in the perspective of the ancients."
Liu Jian also felt a little bit emotionless.
“It appeared!”
Zheng Ya wanted to say something, but suddenly noticed the movement in front of her. She turned around and saw that it was Xu Yao and Liu Jian who came to her.
"What do I want to see you for?" Liu Jian was busy checking, and was a little confused when Xu Huo called him over.
"This is the village that investigates the ice?"
The crime scene.
“Handwriting!”
This is what Pangu loved to eat when he was young, right?
With the quick departure of the eight people, half of the police force at the seventh crime scene was withdrawn.
Are you crazy!?
Thousands of years later, the crime committed by Chen Hong might be even less serious than that committed by Han Bing Rat.
In a trance, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
All eight options can help track down the murderer, but the problem is that they all take a lot of time.
In a trance, Xu Hao thought of the seventh way.
"Come find me and investigate together." Xu Hao said casually, and when he saw Cheng Wen's figure in front of him, he walked over.
There are three key areas of investigation: first, the village of the deceased Liu Jian, second, the Taoist temple, and third, the talismans left at the crime scene.
Two hours had passed since the police were sent out. The police were extremely nervous, but had not gained anything. The police station was caught in a strange atmosphere.
TO......
In a trance, I said:
"The seventh one is called Fire Pit Hell." Xu Hao said solemnly.
"Expired seafood?" Liu Jianyou looked and spoke subconsciously before he smelled the scent.
Behind me were some freight workers, and what they had searched were those they had searched from under their bodies.
"Expired?"
Xu Hao spoke up.
"If it wasn't for Mr. Cheng taking people out for fun, my goddamn it would be like a psychopath, taking people out of the scenic area when he has nothing to do!"
Set a fire outside?
When he thought of the seventh one, Xu Huo couldn't help but feel a headache.
But that thing is just like pre-made food, eating a bunch of rotten meat at a low price?
"Liu Yan!"
They will just watch me imitate them!
At this time, the vehicle stopped at a company in the seafood hot storage food chain.
"As for his relatives, it goes without saying that once his reputation as a filial son gets out, he will almost certainly die socially.
That hot frozen food had been frozen for four years!
Team building?
Extract the writing traces of people who have held important positions around Zhang Liangguang!
"Hospital? The murderer must be seriously ill...but there are too few seriously ill people, so it will take longer!"
But the police don't bother to care about that.
Xu Hao suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and looked serious.
The worker was seen stroking his chin, looking for a long time and waving in surprise to the general manager.
96......
"Here I come."
Notes are difficult to conceal. Even if he thought what he wrote looked exactly the same, after being examined by an expert, there were still many loopholes.
There was no need to ask any more questions, but to get down to business.
"What are they looking for that for?"
A series of dates are engraved on it.
The seventh crime scene………………….The seventh person is dead!
The problem is, that's the capital city!
“Bang!”
Having said that, Xu Hao turned and walked towards the hot storage.
"Bang!"
Cheng Wen fell silent for a moment, and now I knew what to say.
The quantity of goods to be inspected is very small, just a few dozen tons. Of course, the focus is not on weight, but...
“There’s a high probability that it can be found out!”
"But, what Cheng Wenguang sells......"
"By the way, are the serial killer, Zheng Ya, and Mouse Tumor really equal?"
"Has he never seen that thing?"
"However, how quickly the results are found out depends on luck..."
Yes, the seventh one is called Fire Pit, and it requires the target to be tortured by being burned by fire.
February 12, 1996.
Now, it has come back again...
Xu Hao smiled and said, "That's as complicated as expiration."
Damn it, is that something that humans can really eat?
The slowest process is investigating the dojo, which also takes slightly less time.
It was as if the sea suddenly became unusually calm, filled with a sense of peaceful weirdness.
MOXE.......
Cheng Wen's face didn't turn pale at all, and he nodded.
What is engraved below?
Cheng Wen spoke, his voice reaching the ears of the two men.
"It is possible that the other party knew about Zheng Yaguang's affairs in a short period of time, so he must have come into contact with him."
"I died unjustly!"
"Or is it to delay finding the two victims?"
"The seventh crime scene......"
"Who cares about the things that are available when you are hungry?" the worker behind the noodles said with a so-called meaning.
In a not-so-peaceful city in the south, the customs police once launched an operation, dispatching ten policemen to carry out a strike against a den.
4:30 in the afternoon.
Xu Huo explained while slurping instant noodles.
At the same time, a name of a general was suddenly passed from the mouths of eight people to the rest, and it spread among the police in an instant.
Investigating two deaths?
The other party didn't respond for a long time, and Cheng Wenben thought it was the same as before, so he asked what was going on.
According to that logic.
Bought it specifically?
Half a while ago.
Zheng Ya paused, then stood up with a look of joy on her face, "No news!?"
What are the remaining two?
Liu Jian instantly realized the seriousness of the problem. He took out his cell phone, called Cheng Wen, and gave him instructions.
Unless he writes with another hand, but if so...what bad words can an abnormal person write?
The seventh crime scene appeared.
"Why?"
Immediately, Liu Jian was called again.
Xu Hao's voice rang out urgently, and Zheng Ya's expression gradually became ugly.
Thinking of that, Xu Huo's heart couldn't help but get a little nervous, and I couldn't keep my composure for a while.
Is it possible for a frozen food product to be sold over a four-year period?
The seven hells are supposed to be equal, but the seventh and eighth dead look like complete servants..………….
"It was wrong for four years, but from an inside look, some people could not tell it was wrong, so Cheng Wenguang used it to disguise it as low-quality seafood and sell it at a low price."
"Food four years later!?" Zheng Ya was stunned and looked up at Xu Huo in disbelief.
And it always happens when the two of them are having dinner.
There was no seventh crime scene either, it was drawn under the body of the deceased, and it was the total time before it froze.
Cheng Wen looked at the canned food in his hand, which was nearly ten years old, and his eyes couldn't help twitching.
I took out a few boxes of damaged frozen seafood from the place marked by the police and threw them to Liu Jian.
Cheng Wen stepped back, stood where he was, and looked at the two of them.
"The way he died confirmed the subsequent line of thought: he was frozen to death. This was also the so-called Zhao Gang prison. The police conducted an investigation based on the meaning of that incident."
Old Liu also looked at it without thinking, and then I showed the same expression as the worker, a little surprised, but not suspicious, as if I remembered where I had seen it.
Don't feel at ease until you get the other party's guarantee.
Xu Hao and Liu Jian waited for another eight hours, until eight o'clock in the evening, but there was still no news.
“What team building?”
However, most people would know that a violent sponge would mean danger when they see it. On the contrary, there is definitely a huge wave behind it!
And that person's name is...
Only crazy people dare to think like that!
"He looked at the date of manufacture."
But, it is news from the police.
Finally, put the thing back under the hot storage rack.
"They took that stuff home and really ate it themselves!?"
"What's up?"
When talking about team building during vacation time, Lao Liu seemed very satisfied.
The man named Lao Liu was still smoking. When he heard the sound, he put out the cigarette and strode over there.
Cheng Wen took out photos of the things the murderer had drawn at various crime scenes.
In the end, Zheng Ya was able to suppress her complaints and spoke:
"Notify the fire department and have us be prepared to put out the fire at any time."
There's news.
"People have disappeared in the past ten years, and there are even fewer people who know Zheng Ya. It's harder to track down than the dojo."
The murderer is still committing crimes, and the police are still chasing and investigating.
As long as we find the one who was imitated, we will be far away from the murderer.
"In addition to the deceased, he was also very harsh on his employees, exploiting their labor force and even causing death from overwork!"
The eight people stared at Lao Liu, breathing rapidly, waiting for the other party's answer.
"Which one?!"
Era.
"But what we do know is that... that thing might be younger than our son.
In 2013, the frozen products checked contained …………………… produced in 1967
Cross-examination is useful.
“Because that’s from a modern perspective.”
In fact, it cannot be said that I have completely overestimated the bottom line of a man like Cheng Wenguang who would kill for money!
Just like what Xu Hao said, Cheng Yiguang owed wages, so the workers secretly took the thing to pay off the debt. What did they take it back for?
"Do you remember that Secretary Liu bought one specifically for this?"
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