Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Doll (1)
Looking at the delicate and strange corpse in front of her, everyone frowned, and to put it inappropriately, she looked very much like a doll.
The deceased was dressed in a light green dress, with a large curly blonde wig on his head, long eyelashes, pink clumps on his cheeks, and small red lips.
She wears white lace-trimmed stockings on her legs and a pair of Lolita-style black round scalp shoes on her feet. Her hands were elegantly crossed over her chest, the only thing that stood out was the scar on her neck that had been stitched together with thick threads. If you look closely, it's not hard to see that this scar was meant to connect her severed head.
The body was found in an abandoned playground, and several adventurous young people were attracted by the singing, and in the spirit of coming out in search of excitement, they approached the merry-go-round and found the giant "doll", next to a radio playing a nursery rhyme known as the forbidden song.
In the end, several people were frightened and called the police, vowing never to die again.
"The deceased Fu Yanpei, female, 17 years old, a student of Lily of the Valley High School in this city, has no bad habits, is usually popular, has no grudges with anyone, and is an orphan. β
After Zheng Wei finished speaking, Liang Xin continued, "The clothes on the deceased are very old, we have not found the same on the market and the Internet, but the fabric is very new, the preliminary estimate is that this dress was made by the murderer himself, but the needlework is very meticulous, like a professional tailor, maybe this is an investigation clue, there is no other discovery for the time being." β
"Well, good. Lin Mu quickly jotted down the key points and asked, "What is that song?"
"My sister is carrying a doll on her back. Zheng Wei puffed up his face and exhaled, "I listened to it for a long time yesterday, and now my mind is full of this song." β
"Did you find anything?"
"Except for the doll and the beheading, there is nothing else similar to this case. β
"What about Zhen Zheng?" Lin Mu looked around, and found that Zhen Zheng, who was usually the most active speaker, was not there, and he had already begun to beat the drum in his heart.
"I'm here. Zhen Zheng hurriedly walked in and went straight to Lin Mu, "I have bad news, the deceased's head doesn't belong to her." β
had long expected everyone's shocked expressions, Zhen Zheng continued to explain, "In other words, there is also a deceased who was killed, and the head belongs to her. β
"Then, Fu Yanpei is just the owner of the head?"
"Hmm. Zhen Zheng replied sullenly, looking at Lin Mu worriedly, "What I can't be sure now is where the other corpse is and who it is." β
"The soft tissues such as skin and muscles around the incision of the corpse wound are fragmented, the wound is uneven at both ends, and the edges are not neat. β
"It can't be a chainsaw murderer, right?" Zheng Wei exclaimed, "There is a movie you have seen, but it is scary!"
Lin Mu didn't pay attention to him, the murderer chose to place the corpse in that place and didn't mean to hide it, but blatantly played a song, and swapped the parts of the two victims' corpses and dressed up like that. There must be a set of principles of his own.
But he's not sure if it's a perverted murderer's murder game or another poor man's revenge.
The old sewing machine creaked and the pieces of fabric became more and more ornate in the operator's hands, and only the sound of crimping could be heard throughout the room.
"I think you like pink, right?"
"Yes, I had a fight with Peipei in order to grab the pink skirt. β
"It was naΓ―ve. β
"Or is it better to be ignorant?"
A chuckle floated out of the seat in front of the sewing machine, "Remember the game you used to play?"
"You may not remember, or you can't quite remember which game it was. β
"Playing at home, and playing with dolls. β
"The dolls at that time were so precious, so they were all rushing to play, and so were the clothes. β
"Hehehe. "Some people are smiling from ear to ear, as if they are reminiscing about childlike fun.
"Also, at that time, my doll didn't know who screwed its head off, and sewed it up in a very lame way, even if it didn't look good in a beautiful dress, I cried a lot, after all, it was my favorite thing at that time. β
"It turned out that Peipei had broken it. One pointed to the cupboard next to the bed, "I'll keep it." β
There was silence again, this time without the cacophony, only the sound of rustling and dressing.
"It's so beautiful, how about it, do you like it or not?" the figure slowly straightened her skirt and stood three steps away admiring, "I think, it's still you who are more pink." β
"When I was a child, you and Pei Pei used to swap things, and I think you must have liked it very much. The man suddenly changed his mood and wrinkled his nose, "You're stinking, I have to show you quickly." β
"Don't worry, I know you're the most showy, so how about going to the park where we used to sneak out and play?"
"It's just," the man was rather distressed, "how are you going to play?"
The next day, Bihu Park was full of people, all discussing the corpse in a pink princess dress and holding a beautiful head.
Some people said that it was fake, and he was so frightened that he couldn't scream after he had the courage to go up and touch it, because even if it was a dummy, it was too realistic, not to mention that he clearly saw the flesh and bones exposed on his neck.
There are people around who can't stand it and run away covering their mouths, holding on to the willow trees by the lake and vomiting violently, and the bolder ones are holding their mobile phones for "real-time broadcasting"
This park has fallen out of favor after the relocation and development of this area as early as five years ago, except for the occasional nearby residents who choose to exercise here in the morning, and some young couples who are in love here for secret dates, the rest of the time can be said to be unattended, so Lin Mu has long expected that there is no monitoring here.
"This body is Fu Yanpei's, and this head belongs to another deceased, Fan Simo. Now it is considered to be the return of the goods to their original owners, and they are complete. β
"Did they all die of suffocation?"
"Yes. Zhen Zheng continued, "The time of death of the two is very close, and the difference is less than 30 minutes. β
The two bodies were thrown in different places, and even the two places were far apart, and it was not ruled out that the murderer had a means of transportation. β
"I've checked it, and there are still a lot of paths leading to this park, so I don't think the killer is that stupid. Bai Lan drooped her head, thinking about the strange scene of a person with a corpse separated from his head and body, and felt a little chilled.
Zheng Wei also took over the words, "I checked Fan Simo's information, she and Fu Yanpei were both adopted by the same orphanage, and there is no other intersection in their lives, but the orphanage was disbanded because of a fire ten years ago, and then those children were transferred to different places." β
"Can anyone else in the orphanage be found?"
"This is not very good, many people have already gone their separate ways, except for the two deceased, only the original dean has been found. β
"Dean?"
Zheng Wei guessed Lin Mu's thoughts and persuaded, "Stop, I was about to tell you, I checked this dean, he is over sixty years old, and his health is still very poor, not to mention the work of killing people and throwing corpses, just let him breathe for a few more steps." β
"What is the connection between the murderer and this orphanage?" Lin Mu secretly doubted, stared at Zheng Wei and said, "Let's go visit the director." β