Chapter Ninety-Nine: Nonsense in the Middle of the Night

Under the reflection of the dim lights around him, Lei Hu's body, which was firmly bound to the chair by a rope as thick as a finger, was gradually releasing a strange aura, making the gaze of the person tremble. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It can be clearly seen that although Lei Hu's hands are imprisoned by ropes, the blade that is quietly held in his hands is constantly cutting the ropes that bind his wrists, but in the end it has no effect.

I don't know if it was because the perpetrator found Lei Hu's careful mind or for another purpose, so that Lei Hu's arms have now been brutally cut off, and the blade is still stuck in the gap cut by the rope.

As for Lei Hu's head, although it was cut off, it was connected to the body with a silver-gray steel pipe, and from a distance, it looked like a special doll that had not yet been completed.

After the forensic doctor notified by the crime team arrived at the scene, the body of the deceased Lei Hu was transported to the police car and immediately returned to the West City Police Station, where the forensic doctor now needs to conduct an inquest.

The crime squad and others are still staying at the scene to complete the inquest, and the environment is closed, with no windows or vents around, only a door in the distance.

Once the door is closed, the basement environment will immediately plunge into endless darkness, and the darkness is the most inducing atmosphere of fear in the heart, and Ziwu can even think of the victim's feelings at that time.

The tension was not temporary, and the victim who was restrained by the rope was bound to scream incessantly, even though it was a basement, but still emitted a sound outward.

It's just that these voices are very weak, and if they are not in the dead of night, they will never be heard, and the people who came here to find out at that time happened to hear this voice.

This is what the real source of the nonsense in the middle of the night that the crime team learned from the people before, as for the cement that has been delivered here, Ziwu estimates that those vehicles are not as simple as they seem.

If Ziwu is not wrong, in addition to bags and bags of cement in the vehicle, there should be victims who have disappeared repeatedly, but is this kind of transportation a bit too eye-catching?

Even if the other party's delivery time was ten o'clock in the evening, it still couldn't hide everyone's attention, so did the other party do this for another purpose?

Although there were many tools left at the scene and tied up, there was nothing on the surface except for the fingerprints of several victims, and there was no so-called perpetrator's fingerprints at all.

In the past, the crime team and the police officers did not pay attention to the trajectory of their movements when they entered the scene, so the footprints at the scene are relatively messy, and it will take some time to find the clues to the footprints.

At present, the work of the on-site investigation has not obtained any crucial clues, but when Ziwu and the others moved to the location of the basement door, they suddenly saw some nails on the door.

Although these nails are arranged a little messily, it can be roughly seen that this should be a font, but Ziwu doesn't know what this character is, it seems to be a radical.

The arrangement is particularly strange, as if to make the police notice the words arranged with nails, so that the surface of it is painted with red paint.

At present, the crime team has obtained a total of four texts from the perpetrators, and it is unclear what these special words are intended to express, so the crime team has temporarily handed them over to the handwriting analyst.

A handwriting analyst who has studied criminal handwriting can get a lot of valuable clues from some small handwriting, which can also help the police solve the case as soon as possible.

At the same time, the crime team is also using some special knowledge to analyze these words, and strive to decipher the meaning of the words in the shortest possible time, which is more efficient.

Sitting in the car returning to the West City Police Station, Ziwu used paper and pen to continuously analyze the information of the text with the help of the lights in the car, and at this moment, Lin Rou raised her hand to turn on the radio equipment on the car.

"Ziwu, I think you should relax as much as possible, when you are nervous, it is difficult to get some breakthroughs, come and listen to music, let yourself relax mentally. ”

As Lin Rou spoke, the voice in the radio had gradually come out of the speaker, and she could clearly hear that there was no music in the equipment today, but it was the auction information of the auction.

The four members of the crime team can now clearly understand that what is currently being auctioned should be the third long-eyebrow Arhat of Master Li Yizhou's Eighteen Arhats series, and the price has reached 90 million.

Every time they hear the bidding price at the auction, the hearts of the four members of the crime team will inexplicably surge with a special emotion, and in this emotion, in addition to being moved, there is more respect.

After all, being able to donate such a huge amount of money for public welfare, in a way, the other party can be regarded as close to the kindness done by Luohan as much as possible.

And some bidders at the auction site spoke highly of this arhat, in addition to being vivid and lifelike, it is not too much to even apply the ingenuity to the lot.

Some people even say that these works are like real Arhats descending to earth, in order to join forces with Master Li Yizhou to create good memories and kindness among the crowd.

"Hey, I'm still the same as last time, he's just stupid, so much money is donated for a fart, if it's me, even if I donate, I'll donate half of it, wouldn't it be better to keep the rest for myself?"

Wang Jin was now facing the car radio with words of envy and jealousy, and after hearing his words, everyone present glanced at Wang Jin in unison.

"Wang Jin, this is just your own idea, and do you think that people like Master Li Yizhou in the upper class will be short of money? They don't ask for money at all now, but fame!"

In addition, Master Li Yizhou is currently preparing to withdraw from the sculpture industry, so, if conditions permit, he is more willing to use the money that will release the smell of copper to do something else. ”

And the things he did were charity, so that he could live forever in the hearts of many people, and this feeling was far more comfortable than holding a lot of money. ”

After reluctantly explaining a few words to Wang Jin, Ziwu once again transferred them to the notebook in his hand one by one, and now he should analyze these text information as soon as possible.