The third case, which occurred about three days after the first case, was markedly different from the first two. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Because, this time, the corpse finally appeared.

The victims were a family of four, a couple in their 50s and a pair of children in their early twenties, who had just moved into the Kowloon community 10 days earlier.

It was seen that on the evening of the day of the crime, the father was walking his dog alone, and according to eyewitnesses, the reason why he remembered it so clearly was because he had never seen anyone walking his dog in the underground garage.

According to the memories of the residents of the community, the mother never seemed to go out of the house, and the children were quite lively, exercising in the community at five o'clock every morning and not returning until eight o'clock.

The body of a family of four was only found at noon on the second day of the crime, and they died in the same place as the leper head three, and the person in charge of the construction party was so annoyed that he couldn't do it, and it was less than a month since he dug the foundation, and five people were skewered with meat skewers at the bottom, who would dare to buy a house here?

However, what gave him the most headache, and what frightened the residents of the community the most, was that the family of four were all wearing black sweatshirts, and I don't know if it was a coincidence or some other reason, they were dressed similarly to the dead Leper Three.

As a result, sayings such as "the three unjust souls of the leper head do not disperse" and "the evil ghost asks for his life" instantly spread throughout the entire Kowloon community.

Due to the bizarre nature of the continuous cases in the Kowloon community, as well as the adverse impact of the cases on the society, and in order to eliminate the superstitious thoughts generated by the masses who do not know the truth, the Meaux police assigned Zhao Lei, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade, to lead the team to investigate the case.

A pool of blood that appeared out of thin air, a person who fell from a building that disappeared for no reason, a family of four who died bizarrely and tragically, Zhao Lei looked at three thin files in the office, and his whole face was hidden in the thick smoke, I don't know what the expression was.

Since he handled the case, he has never encountered such a bizarre case, and it is a continuous case, although the victim appeared in the last case, but judging from the results obtained from the on-site investigation, there is no substantive evidence to solve the case.

The door of the office of "Team Zhao ......" was opened, and a middle-aged criminal police officer walked into the office and was about to say something, but he was choked by the thick smoke in the room and coughed violently.

"You can smoke it leisurely, too." The detective reached out and fanned the smoke and handed over a file bag, "Fortunately, there are no smoke alarms in this office, otherwise it would have been a fuss." ”

"Isn't that just thinking?" Zhao Lei smiled apologetically, snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, opened the seal of the document bag casually, and flipped it over.

After just one glance, his eyes widened suddenly, and the smile on his face stiffened.

"Old horse, where did these come from?" Zhao Lei paused for a moment and asked as calmly as possible.

"Oh, the transmission room gave it, and it was sent by a brother." Lao Ma opened the window, turned around and said, "But it's not from our bureau, it says that he knows you and is on field duty here." ”

"When you're out on the field, bring me this thing by the way?" Zhao Lei squinted and looked at the document again, frowning slightly.

"Team Zhao, then you are busy first." The old horse cleaned the ridiculously full ashtray on the table, "I'll see if there's any progress in the forensic department." ”

Zhao Lei watched Lao Ma's figure disappear outside the door, and couldn't help but smile, Lao Ma is the oldest criminal policeman in the team, which is not only manifested in the case-handling work, but also in the treatment of people.

Inside the bag was a sleeved CD and a blank stack of A4 paper, with a few ink spots on the edges.

Zhao Lei opened the paper neatly, and the ink on the edge of the paper formed a few words: "Your clue".

I put the disc into the computer CD-ROM drive, and there were only three image files and one text file in it.

Judging from the environment shown in the picture, it should have been taken in the Kowloon community, and the focus of the picture always falls on one person.

It was a young man who looked a little wooden, with a lazy smile on his face. The young man appears in all three images, and it can be seen that the photographer had taken the shot with him in mind.

When Zhao Lei zoomed in on the picture to take a closer look, other details in the picture caught his attention.

In the first picture, the young man is standing outside Uncle Wang's courtyard, watching with a group of residents, with a smile on his face that is abrupt.

In the second picture, the young man is standing downstairs, squinting leisurely in the sun, and the position where he is standing is exactly where the couple said the figure fell from the stairs.

The third picture was taken at a 45-degree angle from the back, showing the young man standing on the roof of the building, looking at the construction site opposite, and the date marked on the picture is the day the bodies of the family of four were revealed.

For the third picture, Zhao Lei also noticed that from the picture, you can see the shadow of the young man in the sun, judging by this, it should be around eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

"The body was found at noon, and he ......was observing it on the rooftop in the morning," the corners of Zhao Lei's mouth raised, "Although this cannot be used as complete evidence, at least it proves that he knew something would happen." ”

When he clicked on the text file, Zhao Lei's smile disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.

Only one line was typed in the text file: "With him, the murders will not stop." ”

Over the years of police work, Zhao Lei has always maintained a good habit, that is, not letting go of any possible clues in the investigation of the case.

The pictures in front of you are obviously not some "probable" clues, and in some ways, they can even be counted as evidence.

But......

Who was the person who sent him this evidence? What is his purpose?

The analysis report of the forensic department was quickly delivered to Zhao Lei, and there were no suspicious fingerprints left on the CD and documents, which shows that the person who delivered this information was deliberately hiding his identity. The pictures in the disc are copied directly from the memory card, without any software processing or processing, through digital fingerprint inspection, and there is no trace of falsification in time.

At the same time, through the investigation and comparison of the information of the residents in the community, Lao Ma and the others also found out the young man in the photo.

"His name is Zeng Yifan, he is twenty-five years old, and he is not a native of Meaux." Lao Ma pointed to the enlarged close-up picture and said, "I rented five 603 rooms a week ago and paid a year's rent. ”

"Zeng Yifan?" Zhao Lei stared at the lazy smiling face on the picture, as if he remembered something, "Have you investigated his file?" ”

"Well, I've checked, this kid's origin doesn't seem to be ordinary." Lao Ma nodded and handed a fax of the file to Zhao Lei.

"Mortals? It should be him......" Zhao Lei said thoughtlessly, stood up and said, "Prepare the car, let's go visit this mysterious person." ”