The bloody hands and human heads suddenly appeared.
This caused Su Ming and the other two present to raise their eyebrows in surprise.
Although as a criminal policeman, I would not be frightened by such a scene, but I still felt an indescribable weirdness in my heart.
in particular......
The video being played on the laptop had extremely poor quality, and the old-fashioned filter that gave it a sense of age undoubtedly made the atmosphere even more creepy.
But the next second.
When Lin Tian looked carefully at the long-haired head for a few times, he clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth to suppress his inner anger.
"The deceased in the video is the victim of the May 13th Shanghai University dismemberment case—Wu Jingqing."
"Although so many years have passed, and although the victim's head is covered in blood in the video, it is difficult to distinguish."
"But it only takes one glance."
"I can clearly tell that the head in the video is from the victim of the May 13 dismemberment case 20 years ago."
These words.
Although it sounds a little creepy.
But neither Su Ming nor Xu Changsheng had any doubt about its authenticity.
because.
As for the dismemberment case at Shanghai University, no one knew how many times Lin Tian had revisited it in the past twenty years, and how many times he had reopened the case for investigation.
Even the victim's head was found so completely cooked by the murderer that its specific features could not be discerned.
But in that era before beauty filters were used, it was entirely possible to restore and determine the deceased's appearance before death through various portraits and daily photos.
That’s why when Lin Tian sees this old video now, he can be so sure.
......
now.
The three of them tacitly stopped talking and watched the video in the notebook in silence.
The bloody hand in the picture is not simply holding the victim's head, but is beginning to consciously turn the head over.
It's like...
Showing your own work.
Dozens of seconds later.
As the display of the head ended, the video screen changed.
It turned into a studio completely wrapped in black film, with only a simple workbench, a chopping board and several knives on it.
Immediately following.
A man wearing a black raincoat, yellow rubber gloves, and a thick cotton hat, with only his eyes exposed, slowly walked towards the camera.
He was holding a cooked female arm in his hand and placed it on the chopping board on the workbench.
Because the bones were removed in advance, the entire upper arm appears a little limp.
Then.
The man picked up a meat knife from the chopping board, waved it gently twice, and then threw it aside as if he was a little dissatisfied.
Picked up another one.
But he just waved it twice and threw it aside in dissatisfaction.
Then he picked up another one.
But this time, after simply waving it twice, the man seemed to suddenly understand something.
Put the knife down.
He quickly took off the yellow rubber gloves he was wearing, then picked up the meat cleaver, waved it twice, and nodded with satisfaction.
There was no hesitation at all.
He started cutting with his right hand awkwardly, pausing for a few seconds to look at each cut as if he was making a comparison.
In this paragraph.
Although there was no noisy sound, the simple sound of cutting meat was enough to put a heavy psychological burden on people.
If you put this video online.
I guess few people can withstand the impact of this picture.
after all.
What was being cut in the video were not pigs, cows, or sheep, but... people!
that's all.
After the murderer in the video slowly cut off the entire arm, he looked at the pieces of meat of varying sizes and shapes, and trembled with excitement.
"It's actually more worrying and nostalgic than the golden cut rate of 0.618."
"This is truly perfect...truly perfect work!"
The words fell.
The video ended and a new cycle began.
A pair of bloody hands holding...
......
After reading it once.
Xu Changsheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and spoke slowly with some surprise.
"This video should be the recording of the murderer of the May 13 dismemberment case."
"If that's the case."
"Knowing that he was going to die, did Qu Pengfei actually leave us clues and evidence of the drug trafficking organization?"
"Is this the video of the crime downloaded from their organization's dark web?"
"After all, it is impossible for anyone other than the real murderer to record it like this."
Su Ming, who was standing nearby, keenly noticed the USB flash drive plugged in next to the laptop, and then spoke thoughtfully.
"There's a USB drive plugged in next to this laptop."
"If nothing unexpected happens, this video should be stored in this USB drive."
"If Qu Pengfei knew that he would be dealt with by other members of the organization if he failed the assessment, then this USB drive would most likely contain other people's case files or videos to drag them down."
"But if there is no criminal record of other people, and only this video of the May 13 dismemberment case, I think this is very likely..."
"Another provocation from that drug gang."
"Because 20 years ago, our Huaihai Police Force failed to solve the dismemberment case, and the murderer in that case is now a member of a drug trafficking organization."
Lin Tian did not answer for the time being.
Instead, he took out his cell phone, took a few photos of the scene, then walked forward with a cold expression and temporarily turned off the video.
I first opened the corresponding folder, and after finding that there were no other videos, I looked at the file path.
Then silence fell.
His cheeks moved obviously a few times, which was enough to show Lin Tian’s anger, and he said in a cold voice.
"Xiao Ming is right."
"This is not the criminal information that Qu Pengfei wanted to report. It is simply a provocative video sent by the drug trafficking organization!"
"Heh...Such an arrogant criminal organization, I, Lin Tian, have finally opened my eyes in this lifetime!"
Exhale forcefully.
After calming down his inner anger a little, Lin Tian stood up and gestured.
"Let's go somewhere else and see if there are any clues."
No reminders needed.
The three of them tacitly came to the balcony where the explosion had occurred. A small hole the size of a fist was blown out there, which was not particularly large.
But if it was tied behind a person's waist, it could be fatal, not to mention the impact causing one to be knocked off the stairs.
There were still some remnants of explosives and a heavy smell of gunpowder that had not yet dissipated.
Su Ming gently picked up a piece of explosion debris, gently brushed off the remaining explosive, sniffed his fingers, and said solemnly.
"Director Lin, Brother Sheng."
"I think... the assessment of the danger level of this drug trafficking organization is more serious."
"Because the purity of this explosive is already quite astonishing. It is much more powerful than the homemade bombs made by normal criminals."
"Probably."
"In this drug trafficking organization, there is a member who is extremely skilled in making gunpowder bombs."
"By the way, when Qu Pengfei was blown down the building just now, I observed something..."
"Although Qu Pengfei was very emotional at the time and his movements were somewhat anxious, he did not think that he would be blown off the building immediately, and he did not feel like he was waiting to die."
"So the bomb on Qu Pengfei's back is most likely a miniature remote-controlled bomb."
"As for the specific remote control distance."
"Because the micro-bomb has been shattered and scattered, it is difficult to determine the specifics through the internal wafer."
"But I feel..."
"Should we try to blockade Fantawild Happy World and conduct a strict and comprehensive screening?"
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