Family murder mystery (14)

"Yes, I need to tell you a story... Two years ago, my daughter was a sophomore in high school. She was very well behaved, but one night, I saw a tattoo on her thigh. I reprimanded her a few words, but she ran out at night..."

"As for me, I was concentrating on teaching. That day, I thought she was angry, so I went to a classmate's house as usual and didn't take it seriously. The next morning..." Xin Tianfei paused, "I went for a morning run. I ran only a kilometer and saw a few people gathered in a green belt on the side of the road. I didn't want to meddle in other people's business when I passed by. However, I saw my daughter counting..."

He paused for a long time and then spoke again: "At that time, she was lying on the ground, almost naked, with only a pair of shorts hanging on her knees. A man was squatting on the ground asking about her situation. He pried her arms apart, and her chest was exposed. However, the man did not feel ashamed at all, and even turned her over. He called Qi Xiaowei..."

"Ah..." Wen Huizhi shuddered. She finally knew who he was. He was the murderer who wiped out the whole family. She suddenly went limp.

"In addition to Qi Xiaowei, there was another photographer. He was holding a camera and taking pictures of my daughter from top to bottom. When my daughter exposed her chest, he pushed the camera forward, fearing that he would not be able to capture the details. You should know him. His name is Wei Xingmin, and he is a photographer for the Shixin Evening News..."

Wen Huizhi no longer had any strength to struggle. She shuddered and lay motionless as if she had died.

"When I took off my vest and wrapped it around my daughter, a couple was pointing and talking. The girl said that a girl with tattoos has some good qualities and must have been wearing revealing clothes to attract rapists. The guy said that this student must have been abandoned by someone for prostitution... Look, she didn't do anything, why did someone just not let her go? You know this couple, they are Zhu Gongyou's family."

"Oh, by the way, my daughter was angry with me that night, so she went for a walk in the roadside park. She was attacked in the woods. When she woke up, it was already dawn the next day. She desperately crawled and called for help, and rolled from the green belt to the roadside and fainted..."

"Of course, there were kind people who called an ambulance, and my daughter was finally saved. She woke up, and I thought it was all over. Until that night, I saw your newspaper, and a famous reporter named Wen Huizhi said in the report that her rebelliousness and willfulness caused her to suffer the destruction of her fate. If she had not had a tattoo, had not worn revealing clothes, and had known how to keep herself clean and be a good child..."

"You are so high and mighty, standing aside and judging other people's lives... You think this is your noble job... This matter could have slowly faded away with time, but my daughter saw the report, my daughter's classmates saw the report, and people who know my family also saw the report... She..."

Xin Tianfei suddenly choked up: "If I hadn't gone to buy groceries that day, she wouldn't have jumped off the building... When I got home, she wouldn't have been lying in a pool of blood..."

As his sobbing stopped, the air suddenly became terribly silent, and suddenly he grabbed her chin.

Wen Huizhi was forced to raise her head, and a pair of eerie and terrifying eyes filled with bloodshot were reflected in her eyes.

"Why don't you speak?" Xin Tianfei roared.

He deliberately let go of her chin. Wen Huizhi cried and begged for mercy, saying, "I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time!"

"Next time!" Xin Tianfei yelled, "You think there will be a next time, you think there will always be a next time in life..." He laughed, "I also want a next time, if I didn't blame her that time, she would definitely not run away from home, if I didn't go to buy groceries that time, she would definitely not jump off the stairs... But..." He cried and laughed, letting go of her chin completely, "There will be no next time, no next time..."

He turned around abruptly and walked towards the knife sharpening table, took the dagger that was sharpened to a sparkle, and returned to her again. He whispered in a terrifying voice: "You know the eighteen levels of hell, right? I set them all for you, but do you know what the eighteenth level of hell is?"

"Oh...you must not know. I'm here to tell you. I'm going to strip you naked in a moment, and then use this knife to cut your throat, and then slowly move along your clavicle, your chest...until your crotch, to separate your skin, and then slowly peel it off...this is the eighteenth level of hell...skinning punishment!"

"Hiss..." Xin Tianfei tore off half of her suspender skirt.

"Oh, please..." Wen Huizhi screamed desperately, and the iron chain shook wildly.

However, this bright knife had already cut a bloody wound on her neck...

*

"Team Korea, Wen Huizhi's call records, the last call was to contact Xin Tianfei..."

"Captain Han, Wen Huizhi has not returned home..." A series of reports came from Han Changlin's intercom.

"Damn it!" Han Changlin hit the car dashboard, and the entire plastic cover was shaking.

I just came out of Wen Huizhi's rental house. I looked for all the places Wen Huizhi might have gone. Where did she go?

The police car was running fast on the road, but it had no specific target. The car could only run towards Wen Huizhi's hometown, trying to stop him on the road.

"Captain Han, are we really going to Wen Huizhi's hometown?" Tang Xiaochuan asked again without daring to slow down the accelerator.

Han Changlin did not answer.

The carriage was completely silent.

Zhao Leiting was sitting next to Meng Siqi. He clenched his fists all the way, as if he was always in a state of tension.

Meng Siqi was just as anxious as ever. She found it hard to imagine that a third tragedy would happen today, and it happened to a newspaper reporter who had been following the case.

She wiped the cold sweat from her temples, shook her head slightly, and grabbed the back of the seat in front of her with one hand, her knuckles turned white, and her body was a little stiff.

Where would Xin Tianfei take Wen Huizhi? In the shaking carriage, she took out the newspaper again. Her eyes were hurt by the shaking, but she didn't see any information except for a few sentences of Wen Huizhi's analysis at the end. She thought Xin Shu was not self-disciplined. This was what she called "cultural freedom."

Xin Tianfei must have hated her very much. If it weren't for this report that contained personal subjective opinions, perhaps her daughter would not have committed suicide.

Xin Tianfei must have tried every possible way to torture her.

"Wow..." Just as the car suddenly turned sharply, Meng Siqi vomited suddenly, and the vomiting made her trouser legs and the back of the front seat dirty.

Zhao Lei Ting quickly took out a tissue from the side to wipe it, and comforted her that everything was fine.

Meng Siqi was panting and her eyes were red. She quickly said, "I'm sorry."

"Xiaochuan, stop the car and take a rest." Han Changlin gave the order.

The car pulled over.

Meng Siqi immediately opened the car door and started vomiting outside. There was nothing but some bitter water.

After rinsing her mouth a few times, she felt much better. In fact, she was no longer used to carsickness. It might be that she was dizzy from reading the newspaper just now. She felt guilty and was about to go back to deal with the situation in the car, but Zhao Leiting and Tang Xiaochuan had already cleaned it up with a rag.

Meng Siqi stepped forward and said, "Thank you."

Tang Xiaochuan smiled and comforted: "Siqi, remember to remind me next time you get carsick. I drove a little too fast."

"It's all my fault." Meng Siqi felt a little self-blaming.

"Hey, that's nothing. I already vomited so many times." Zhao Lei Ting also tried to comfort her.

Meng Siqi could only pout. Han Changlin put one hand in his pocket and held a cigarette in the other. After taking a few puffs, he threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. He turned around and looked at her, "Are you okay? If not, I'll take you back first."

After vomiting, she felt much better. She no longer read newspapers in the car. She shook her head and said, "I can do it, Korean team."

Han Changlin pursed his thin lips and waved his hand lightly, meaning to set off.

After getting in the car, Meng Siqi leaned on the sofa to rest. She was looking out the open window in a trance. Just now when she was outside, she happened to see kelp drying in front of a house, and the thin kelp was floating in the wind.

Why did she find this picture strange?

She touched her ear and felt like she was just imagining things, but she was also worried that Xin Tianfei was really that perverted.

She leaned forward slightly and said, "Korean team!"

Han tilted his head slightly, "Are you going to throw up again?"

"No," Meng Siqi said, "I have an unrealistic idea, but I don't know whether I should say it."

"Go ahead."

"Xin Tianfei must hate Wen Huizhi very much. Will he give Wen Huizhi the most cruel punishment?"

Han Changlin asked doubtfully: "The most cruel punishment? What is it?"

Meng Siqi replied: "It is the eighteenth level of hell, the punishment of peeling off the skin."

Zhao Leiting shrank his neck after saying this. Han Changlin was very calm and asked Tang Xiaochuan beside him: "Where do you think is suitable for skinning punishment?"

"This?" Tang Xiaochuan was stumped.

"Where is Xiao Zhao?" Han Changlin asked Zhao Leiting again.

"have no idea."

While Han Changlin was thinking, Tang Xiaochuan slowed down the car and said, "Captain Han, do you remember that there was a murder case in a slaughterhouse two years ago? I think no one went there after that."

"Go there right away." Han Changlin said in an urgent tone.

The car hissed, made a 180-degree turn, and headed towards the slaughterhouse near the suburbs again.

Soon the car arrived near the slaughterhouse. The area around it was covered with grass. The grass leaves turned yellow in the autumn and winter. A dilapidated house was hidden in the desolate and dilapidated scene.

When the car turned to the back of the slaughterhouse, a black sedan suddenly came into everyone's sight, and everyone's eyes lit up.

The license plate number was Haijiang 06 03687. It turned out that Xin Tianfei had come to this deserted slaughterhouse.

After getting off the car, Han Changlin immediately took out his pistol and said in a low voice: "Listen carefully, be careful when you go in. Xiao Meng, you follow behind, understand?"

"Know."

Led by Han Changlin, the four men crouched through the low grass and soon arrived at the entrance of the slaughterhouse. It was an iron door, but it was rusty and not closed.

Han Changlin looked inside through the crack in the door, and after making sure that there was no movement inside, he was the first to go into the house. Meng Siqi followed at the end, not daring to breathe.

It wasn't dark inside, because due to the holes in the roof, the setting sunlight formed spots on the ground.

There are many cement gutters in the house, which are filled with water, probably due to rain.

There were also many rusty iron racks with butcher knives left on them. The whole house looked like no one had been in for a long time.

Tang Xiaochuan suddenly pointed to a small opening in front. They were familiar with the structure here because they had come here to handle a murder case before. The four of them came to the opening quietly and found that there was an iron staircase leading to the next floor.

Han Changlin went down first and motioned with his hand for everyone to go down one by one and not to make any noise.

At this moment, Meng Siqi seemed to hear a terrifying and evil laughter faintly coming from the basement. Could it be that Xin Tianfei was down there?

When she was the last one to walk down slowly, the scene inside made her heart skip a beat. It was an empty basement that had obviously been cleaned. There was an area on the wall covered with knives.

And right in front of me, a half-naked woman was hung on a wooden butcher's tool with her limbs locked with four iron chains.

In front of the woman, a man was doing something with a knife. It was obvious that he was hurting the woman with a strange smile.

The four of them hurried forward quietly, but the ground was all wet, so it was inevitable that they made a little noise when they stepped on it. In an instant, the man turned his head.

His horrible smile suddenly fell, replaced by anger, and he shouted angrily: "Why, why did you come to stop me!"

"Xin Tianfei, put down the knife, or I will shoot!" Han Changlin held up a pistol and warned him.

But the four men were very far away from him and couldn't get close to him for a while.

"You know how long I've been waiting for this day," Xin Tianfei said with a clatter of teeth. "You know how long my daughter has been waiting for this day."

Meng Siqi shuddered all over, she had never seen such a heartless killer, he had obviously turned into a devil. She could not connect the math teacher who used to teach her with the devil in front of her.

Zhao Lei Ting seemed to sense her uneasiness and glanced at her sideways, as if to comfort her with his eyes.

"Xin Tianfei, I'm warning you again, otherwise I will shoot!" Han Changlin warned loudly again.

"Don't force me! Put down the gun, or I will kill her now!" Xin Tianfei put the knife against the woman's collarbone with one hand and held up his glasses with the other hand, and the lenses were immediately covered with blood.

"I can put down my gun. Just calm down and put down the knife." Han Changlin slowly put down his gun and slowly moved forward.

Tang Xiaochuan and Zhao Leiting also put down their guns at the same time. Meng Siqi also subconsciously put down his arms.

"What a pity that she wasn't punished!" Xin Tianfei suddenly stabbed Wen Huizhi's neck with a knife.

"Bang--"

A gunshot almost deafened Meng Siqi's ears. The loud noise was still echoing in the basement. When she came to her senses, Xin Tianfei was already lying on the ground.

Three people rushed forward suddenly, Meng Siqi also chased after him. Xin Tianfei was hit on the head. The two devil eyes in the lens were staring forward, and a sinister smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

Wen Huizhi had her head drooped and was unconscious. Her neck and chest were exposed, with a knife leaving a series of bloody scratches of varying depths, as if made by an animal's claws. It was obvious that Xin Tianfei was constantly intimidating and torturing her.

Perhaps Xin Tianfei was trying to find a way to "peel off the skin". Although these wounds would not be fatal, they would leave Wen Huizhi with lifelong scars.

Meng Siqi quickly took off his coat; the bulletproof vest was too tight and a bit troublesome.

Han Changlin moved quickly and unbuttoned his coat and wrapped it around Wen Huizhi.

Zhao Leiting and Tang Xiaochuan went to untie the chain respectively. After a while, Wen Huizhi fell softly into Tang Xiaochuan's arms.

Han Changlin took out the walkie-talkie, but there was no response. He handed the walkie-talkie to Meng Siqi and said, "What a weird signal. Xiao Meng, go up and call the ambulance."

"Okay." Meng Siqi took the walkie-talkie and immediately ran to the ground.