The midsummer time passed by in the blink of an eye.
The Wangyueshan community, where a horrific murder had occurred, became bustling again the next day. People were busy going to work, picking up their children, doing business... At first, some people stopped to look at the cordon downstairs of the building where the crime occurred. Later on, no one paid any attention to me. On the third day, the cordon was torn down because it was blocking the road.
Some residents living in this building have been afraid to return to live here recently. After all, it's too fierce. From time to time, reporters would run downstairs to take photos and report. The lights in Room 301 have been off ever since.
After the incident, the police visited the victim's family several times. The deceased Xie Huifang's sister, Xie Huifen, lived with her husband at a friend's house. They were waiting to catch the murderer, but if he wasn't caught after a few days, they couldn't wait any longer and had to go back to work in other places. After all, life must go on.
Their son Li Biran stayed at home for a few days and then returned to school. At first, some classmates would come over to comfort and ask questions. When Li Biran answered everything in detail, almost all the students in the class listened with their ears perked up and exclaimed in amazement. Wherever Li Biran went in school, people were looking at him. However, this attention only lasted for a few days. After a few days, there were no people around him anymore. He attended classes, ate, and slept in silence. The teacher asked if he was okay, and he said, "No, I'm fine."
Two days later, it was the fifth day after the incident.
All the criminal police worked almost non-stop to check all the habitual thieves and released prisoners in the area one by one. At the same time, I gained a deeper understanding of Xie Huifang's interpersonal relationships. But still nothing was found.
No suspects were found. No one around her had the motive and conditions to commit the crime. Among the potential criminals, none meets the conditions to commit the crime.
The murderer is meticulous, planned, quick to react, and has a certain anti-criminal awareness. The means of committing the crime were brutal and inhumane. He wore size 39 shoes and carried a backpack on the day of the crime (he changed out of his bloody clothes). The murder weapon was a common machete on the market, which has not been found yet.
Because the crime scene had heavy pedestrian and vehicle traffic and outdated surveillance facilities, no other clues could be found. But what gives the police the most headache is that in most cases, the suspects and victims are more or less connected by some clues. So far, no connection has been found between the murderer and the victim in this case.
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That day, Ding Xiongwei went to the Municipal Bureau for a meeting and was severely scolded by his leader. When he returned to the police station, he immediately gave everyone in his team a lecture. But everyone felt aggrieved and exhausted. Fan Jia asked listlessly, "Captain Ding, what should we do now? We ruled out the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime last time. We haven't found anything yet about the habitual criminal. So what direction should we investigate next?"
Ding Xiongwei pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go back and rest today and think about what to do. We'll have a meeting tomorrow morning."
When the show was over, Xu Mengshan suddenly asked, "Could it really be a random stranger who committed the crime?"
Fan Jia's eyes widened: "Perverted killer?"
You Mingxu sneered and said, "How can there be so many perverted killers? Do you think everyone is Gu Tiancheng?"
Having said that, You Mingxu packed up his things and looked out the window. Dusk had fallen and the city lights were just coming on. It looked very quiet, peaceful and distant. The murderer may be sitting in some corner of the city, successfully cutting off all connections between himself and the case. You Mingxu always felt that there was a lot of hidden secret in this case that had escaped their sight, perhaps right under their noses. But this vast twilight temporarily shrouds everything, making those who are seeking the truth anxious and angry.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when You Mingxu returned home.
There was no light in the living room. There was only a figure sitting on the sofa, and the light from the TV was dim. You Mingxu turned on the light and saw Yin Feng stand up immediately. You Mingxu didn't look at him and walked straight to the bedroom.
As soon as I walked to the sofa, I heard him say, "Ash lost the bet."
You Mingxu gave him a sidelong glance. Today he was wearing a yellow T-shirt and shorts. It makes the skin look whiter and more translucent. Her eyes are curved with a smile. You Mingxu felt that he looked so tender that he seemed to be about to ooze water.
You Mingxu: "Who said that?"
Yin Feng replied: "I have been following the case for the past two days, and there has been no news of any progress. And the look on your face when you just walked in says it all."
You Mingxu glanced at him, walked to the sofa and sat down. Yin Feng immediately sat down next to her, his hot calves almost touching her jeans. You Mingxu said unhappily, "Sit closer."
He slowly moved aside a little bit.
You Mingxu sighed inwardly and said, "It's just like what you said. We haven't found anything about the money-grabbing clue. Now the case is like falling into an ice hole in the middle of the night. It's completely dark."
Yin Feng didn't know how his brain worked. He thought for a moment and said, "Ah Xu, have you ever fallen into an ice hole? I haven't. Is it very cold and exciting?"
You Mingxu: “…”
She took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it slowly.
As far as he could remember, Yin Feng had seen her smoking when he was still in Tibet. Haven't watched it in a long time now. Is she worried again?
Under the soft light, the woman had a simple ponytail, but her face still looked charming and arrogant. She held the cigarette between her fingers and slowly exhaled the white smoke, making her eyes look clearer and brighter than stars.
Yin Feng stared at him blankly for a while. You Mingxu noticed it, suddenly smiled, and blew a puff of smoke in his face. The smell of tobacco wafted into Yin Feng's nose. He felt a little choked at first, but then he looked at the smile on her face through the smoke and suddenly he smiled foolishly too.
So he simply put his hands on the bench under his butt, closed his eyes, raised his face, and gently sniffed the smell of smoke. He inhaled as much as she exhaled.
You Mingxu thought that this guy looked too much like a puppy, so he put out his cigarette, pressed his head, and taught him a lesson: "Why are you smoking second-hand smoke? You're not learning your lesson!"
Yin Feng's eyes widened and he said, "Only the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?"
You Mingxu glanced at him and said, "Oh, you can even say idioms now." In fact, this sentence popped into Yin Feng's mind automatically. Strangely enough, as soon as he said it, he seemed to remember the meaning of this sentence, so he smiled slightly and said, "It seems that I have become a little smarter."
You Mingxu laughed, looked at his clear eyes quietly, and said: "You are right, I admit defeat. Maybe you really... Let's go out for a walk and talk about the case."
It was late at night and the two of them walked to the river bank again. There were not many people around at this time, the lights were sparse, and the traffic was endless. The surface of the river reflected dappled light.
You Mingxu was thinking about something and was silent for a long time. Yin Fengze was playing the game of stepping on shadows by himself. Whenever he stepped on You Mingxu's head, he would laugh secretly. If he stepped on her waist or chest, he would quickly look up at her and pretend nothing happened.
After a while, You Mingxu spoke up: "The possibility of robbery has been basically ruled out. But the revenge killing you identified can also be basically ruled out. So, how likely do you think it is that a stranger committed the crime? How likely is it that a perverted killer committed the crime?"
Isn't that what Sherlock Holmes said? After eliminating all impossible answers, the remaining result, no matter how incredible it is, is the truth of the incident.
Yin Feng thought for a moment and said, "In fact, from what we can see so far, his various behaviors do not conform to the typical characteristics of a psychopath. He obviously has organizational skills, but judging from the corpses, he did not torture the victims, nor did he mark them obviously. He almost hacked them randomly. This is equivalent to killing them at random after careful selection and careful planning. If it is really a perverted killer who committed the crime, then this killer has no pursuit. So what does he want? He did not achieve any obvious pleasure or sense of ritual through this killing process.
Of course, I am not saying that one must have a sense of ritual to be a serial killer. But you see, Gu Tiancheng, a psychopathic killer who changed his job halfway and matured on his own, would talk to his victims, fall in love with them, torture them and drain their blood... So I think there is no clear behavioral evidence that allows us to conclude that it was a psychopathic killer who committed the crime randomly. ”
His voice was crystal clear and his eyes were sparkling. It's clearly talking about murder and corpses, but it seems to be saying that I can eat this but not that.
These words were spoken by the old man in his body. You Mingxu thought.
"But..." she said, "Since it wasn't a murder for money or passion, and there's no motive for revenge, what else could be possible except that it was committed by a stranger?"
Yin Feng put his finger on his lips, looked up at the sky and thought for a while, then smiled smugly and said, "He did something that revealed something, very strongly. Did Ash think of it?"
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