Chapter Seventy-Five: How Many Victims Are There

"Brother, they're my friends! Do it as you come up! Cola said urgently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The clown in the gray sweatshirt, even at home, did not take off the wide hat, Xiao Wen couldn't see his face clearly, but he always felt that the temperament on his body was very strange, obviously ruthless, but not like a person who would easily kill someone. After all, there is a kind brother, if he really wants to do something bad that loses his conscience, Coke will not agree. It can be seen that the relationship between the two brothers is very good.

The clown seemed to glance at the people present, and Xiao Wen could feel his gaze lingering on him for a while.

"Why didn't I know you had these friends, don't bring anyone home next time." With that, the clown walked through the workshop, pushed open the door and walked into the back room.

At that moment, Xiao Wen saw the space behind the door, there was a huge exhaust fan blade also turning, and it seemed that there was another door.

"Hey, why are you like this!" Wang Jiaying shouted dissatisfiedly: "Hurt someone and leave without saying a word?" ”

Not only Wang Jiaying, but Zhou Yawen was also a little dissatisfied, she could see how lethal the weapon on the ground was, if it weren't for Xiao Wen's ring to protect her body, it would not be strange if she was cut into a hole in her body this time, but Xiao Wen didn't say much, and she couldn't say anything. For a split second, she almost drew her gun.

"Brother Xiao Wen, don't care, my brother is actually not a bad person, but sometimes he is easy to be impulsive." Seeing that the clown actually left directly, Coke felt even more embarrassed, and hurriedly explained.

Xiao Wen waved his hand, signaling that the matter was over. This time, when he took off the ring, he was more cautious. After what happened just now, Xiao Wen realized more and more that the ring played an important role in protection, and perhaps it could play a huge role in countless unknown dangers in the future.

If you can get a few more of these magical things for Ali Zhou Yawen to carry with them, maybe it can enhance the safety a lot. It's just that Wang Wu's strange old man said that this ring is also a double-edged sword, and now Xiao Wen has tasted the sweetness, but he doesn't know where its stinging side is?

"That's it, see if you can make an exact replica?"

"It's a platinum ring, it's not hard to do... So heavy?! Coke had sharp eyes, and he could tell its material at a glance, but when he took it, he was surprised, ten platinum rings were stacked together, and they were not so heavy.

Xiao Wen smiled bitterly when he heard this, when he first started to bring it, his arms felt sore all day, I don't know if this is a side effect in Wang Wu's mouth?

Cola carefully observed the tiny ring, put it on the workbench and pondered it over and over again, and from time to time took a magnifying glass to distinguish the gray particles set in the ring: "What are these gray things?" This ring is definitely platinum, it can't be wrong, is it just a layer wrapped on the outside, and something else inside? But what could be so much heavier than gold, and how dense would it be? ”

Ali said: "Coke, don't think about this, we've been thinking about it for a long time, and we haven't figured it out, can you make the same shape as this?" ”

"It should be fine, I can use other alternative materials, but I can't make this weight." Coke thought carefully about the materials that could be substituted, and after a moment gave an affirmative answer.

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"Dongdong, have you seen the scene?" The person who questioned him was Liu Liwei, director of the Information Department.

Lin Dongdong shook his head in frustration and said in a low voice: "Director, I'm sorry, I didn't get any useful information in this interview. The police station was too tight-mouthed to say anything. A lot of my peers are still there, and maybe they'll be able to get the useful information above. I haven't worked hard enough, I should keep going. ”

Liu Liwei smiled slightly, to people in other departments, Liu Liwei can be called an iceberg face, but he is still very kind to his subordinates.

"It's okay, it's just a waste of time to stay there, you can continue to catch up with the previous draft."

Lin Dongdong hurriedly responded and continued to type. Liu Liwei turned around and went back to the office and made a few phone calls. After putting down the phone, he sighed deeply.

According to the information given by friends in the police department, it should be another case of corpse mutilation. This kind of information is limited to internal exchanges, and it is true that there will be many unscrupulous reporters who rely on the trust of such internal relations to unscrupulously publish news, and some will even add fuel to the fire. Liu Liwei naturally wouldn't do this kind of thing, but he has been doing news for a long time, and he is used to digging out the truth about everything.

"Lao Liu, don't blame me for this incident, although the time and place are different, the way of death is really very similar to the case in the capital ten years ago. I know you're sensitive to this, but I still hope you'll calm down and don't spread the word about it. ”

"I have counted, ten years have passed, and some things should be let go." Liu Liwei's response was so faint that people could hardly hear his sadness.

Hanging up the phone, Liu Liwei immediately recorded this conversation in a notepad, and combined with the case ten years ago, he listed the timeline in the notebook.

He vaguely felt a little strange, he had imagined countless times that one day, he would re-touch the strange veil of this matter, and he should be very excited, but Liu Liwei always felt as if he had experienced this mental journey, without the excitement he imagined, but just accepted this fact very calmly.

He wrote slowly in his notebook that in 1996, in Leicester, England, the Saturday bar, the bank clerk Pol and White, the bartender James, and the bar owner Winter, all died of broken bodies, and the internal structure of the bar was completely destroyed and a storage room collapsed; On July 4, 2006, in room 1302 of the Beijing City Hotel, Guan Shiqian died of broken bodies. The internal structure of the room is completely destroyed, and only the bathroom is intact; On May 21, 2016, inside the police car in N City, Zhang XX, his body was broken and died. Except for Zhang xx himself, nothing else or people were destroyed.

Liu Liwei wrote this, using arrows to connect the three incidents together, and then divided into three lines, merging the other end, and marking a big question mark. He always felt that there was something missing in this, and these three cases did not seem to be very smoothly connected, and there seemed to be a lack of key factors in them.

Collapsed houses, intact toilets, carriages without any damage... In each case, there seems to be some change, except that the dead have appeared, and it seems that for other things, the scope of destruction is getting smaller and smaller. In other words, if the purpose of these three murderers was to kill, then the unknown weapon he used has become more and more accurate in hitting!

What kind of murder method is this, and what kind of weapon do you use? Sonic waves, lasers, or nuclear weapons that can tear living people and whole objects like that?

Liu Liwei finally knew what was wrong, the evolution speed in the middle was too fast, if it weren't for the qualitative leap in the murderer's weapon in the past ten years, then there must be missing cases that have not been discovered.

Liu Liwei clenched the pen in his hand hard, he understood one thing, there must be more victims!