Chapter Fifty-Eight: Strange Things Happen Every Year, and This Year Is Particularly Common

Volume 1 Temporaries of the Underworld

Chapter 58 Strange things happen every year, and this year there are especially many 1

There are strange things every year, and this year is especially numerous. In particular, these frowning officers in the county police station can better understand the true meaning of this sentence.

He Qiang squatted on the ground and thought about it for almost an hour, and the cigarette butts on the ground were piled up like a small mountain, but his mind was still messed up and he had no clue at all.

The police have just solved the murder of the student, although there is a lot of doubt in public opinion about the result of the accidental death, but fortunately, while looking for the so-called experts to explain, while putting pressure on the public opinion circles, it finally covered up the fact that the ghost killed people.

Unexpectedly, in less than a day, a small town police station on the outskirts of the city called to say that they had a very strange murder.

He Qiang, as the head of the serious crime team of the county bureau, was the one who naturally caused the murder, but when he saw the body of the victim, he was also dumbfounded. He couldn't be sure whether this was a criminal case or a supernatural case, so he could only sit there and smoke with his head covered, waiting for the results of the investigation again.

"He Group, we have investigated the scene several times, but we have not found any traces of a second person entering or leaving." At this time, a young policeman walked behind He Qiang and said.

He Qiang didn't speak, shook his somewhat messy head, and turned back to this small tiled house.

Hanging from the beam was the corpse of a short-haired male wearing a fiery red skirt with his hands tied behind his back, and a pair of women's high heels on his two bound feet, and not only that, but a large iron scale hanging from his feet. What makes people feel even more frightened is that the man still has a weird smile on his face.

He Qiang didn't dare to look at the face, so he turned to the back of the male corpse and looked at it. Suddenly, he saw a wooden stool that had fallen to the ground, so he lifted it up and put it away, and found that the height of the boy's hanging was not the same as the height of the stool.

If the man committed suicide, how could he put his head into a rope that was a head higher than himself, since he had already tied his hands and feet behind his back and had a weighing weight?

Thinking of this, He Qiang can basically be discharged as a suicide, so why is there no trace of a second person in the house? There is no trace of cleaning in the room, how did the murderer sit down?

He Qiang's head was big, and he didn't come up with any clues.

At this moment, a panting policeman came in and said, "Team leader, have you found out who this male corpse is?" When I went to the village to inquire, the deceased's name was Ma Yang, 17 years old this year, who was from this village, and had been living with his grandparents since he was a child. However, Ma Yang has always had a habit of petty theft, so no one in the village wants to see him. ”

He Qiang nodded after hearing this and said, "What else did you find?" ”

"There is also the fact that this Mayang has close contacts with a few hooligans in the town, often fights and brawls, and is a frequent visitor to the local police station." The person who came said.

After He Qiang heard this, he suddenly had a headache, the social composition of this Mayang is complex, and the already difficult case has become even more complicated, and it takes a lot of manpower and material resources just to screen the suspects.

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After Fan Jinyan woke up, before he had time to be happy that he hadn't encountered a ghost on this mission, he was poured cold by a phone call. It was none other than the county police chief.

Fan Jinyan had no choice but to drive to Majia Village, where the accident occurred, and as soon as he entered the village, he met He Qiang, who came to greet him with a sad face.

"Xiao Fan! I'm dying of sorrow when you're here. As soon as He Qiang saw Fan Jinyan get out of the car, he hurriedly pulled him and said.

Fan Jinyan was upset, and he didn't give him a good face, and said with a dark face: "Lao He, don't you be suspicious of any case, don't you, there are so many powerful ghosts committing crimes, you must carry forward the spirit of scientific case-handling......"

He Qiangna couldn't hear it, and hurriedly interrupted: "Alas! O my brother! Brother is really in a strange situation, don't make a fuss, just go and see, it's much weirder than the last case. ”

After speaking, he dragged Fan Jinyan to the abandoned tiled house in the village.

After entering the room, Fan Jinyan observed the deceased while listening to He Qiang's briefing. Since it was summer, the corpse had already begun to attract flies, and from time to time there was a stench.

Fan Jinyan tried several methods but didn't see Ma Yang's ghost, and he had already begun to suspect what ghost was doing evil, so he said to He Qiang: "Old He, you ask someone to put him down!" Ask the medical examiner to see if the cause of his death was suffocation.

He Qiang asked someone to put the corpse down, and generally asked, "Is it a ghost?" ”

Fan Jinyan glanced at him and said, "I can't be sure yet, but Ma Yang's ghost is gone." ”

After speaking, he suddenly saw the rope that the body that was put down was tied, so he came up curiously.

"Lao He, have you ever seen this kind of tying?" Fan Jinyan pointed to the position of the rope knotted and said.

He Qiang also leaned in to take a look, shook his head and said: "Ordinary people tie things with bow-style slipperks, but this way of tying is getting tighter and tighter, and this rope is also very strange." You see......"

Fan Jinyan went up to see that the rope was a little wet, and he touched it with his hand and rubbed it on his fingers, which felt particles. After sniffing it on his nose, he said: "It's black dog blood and cinnabar, I'm wondering, is this murderer a pervert?" ”

He Qiang was curious: "What do you say?" ”

Fan Jinyan cut and said, "Don't pretend, I don't believe you won't be able to see it." Judging from the height of the stool and rope, it is almost impossible for a person to commit suicide, and it is almost certain that he killed him with his hands and feet tied behind his back. But what I don't understand is why he is wearing a red dress and high heels, and what is even more strange is that the panties inside are also women's. Finally, there is the scale and the rope, and it is difficult for me to understand what the scale is needed. Is it just to add weight? I don't see it. There is also the fact that this rope has actually been soaked in the blood of the black dog, if it is to lock the soul, then why is Ma Yang's soul not in the corpse. There is also the most important question, if it was a ghost who committed the crime, how did he tie Ma Yang with a rope soaked in black dog blood, is he already strong enough not to be afraid of black dog blood. If these questions are not answered, the case will not be solved. ”

After He Qiang listened, he rolled his eyes and said, "It's over?" I'm tired of talking nonsense for a long time! Do you want me to buy you a bottle of water to moisten your throat? Of course, I know that if I don't figure it out, I won't solve the case, but the problem is, I don't fucking understand all that god's bullshit. ”

Fan Jinyan squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying and said: "Of course I know, but I can't think of anything for a while, so I can only wait for the night to take a look, after all, it's daytime!" ”

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called the thorn dragon, and told him about the situation here, after all, these things are still better known to the old monsters.

The Thorn Dragon thought for a moment and said, "I suspect that someone is refining ghosts. ”

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