Chapter 5 Hunting
hunting
The hour hand points to 5:50 p.m., the last ten minutes of Friday, when the garbage goes to work. Zhou Lifang glanced at her mobile phone and began to take out a lip gloss and draw it carefully in the makeup mirror. The originally conservative and plain nude color was covered by the gorgeous red, and the eyeliner was deliberately elongated, she kicked off the nurse's shoes under her feet, replaced them with silver stiletto heels, took off her white coat, sprayed perfume, and another world was waiting for her in front of her.
A young, sensual, lustful world. A muscular body in his twenties, and a face that there is absolutely no way to refuse. Thinking of that person's face, Zhou Lifang couldn't suppress the smugness at the corners of her mouth. She is already running four, and her appearance is only mediocre, she knows that she shouldn't expect that kind of appearance, too beautiful things, must be secretly marked with a price. But she just couldn't let go.
What is the point of paying a little price to have such a boy?
She stood up and smoothed the wrinkles of her skirt, wondering if she would buy another bottle of wine later, although the price was expensive, but the way the man drank the wine was ten thousand times more pleasing than usual.
The office door opened, and a young man peeked in, "Ah, you're there." β
Zhou Lifang glanced at him: "Is there something wrong?" β
"It's okay to get off work later, do you want to go to the movies together?" There was a bit of deliberate flattery in his voice: "Today, my credit card is 20% off for high rollers, we can have a meal first......"
Zhou Lifang looked at him with a little pity. It's white and clean, it's not ugly, although she doesn't have much money, and she's very generous. If that person hadn't appeared, she might have been eating steak with him all the time, and when she watched the movie, she would have pulled his restrained hand over and put it in her skirt.
It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven.
"Liqin, I said that I've been very busy lately, and I'm bothered by you being like this." She nodded perfunctorily, trying to get past him. Hu Liqin gritted his teeth, a little angry, and stretched out his hand to grab her.
"What do you mean? Why have you been ignoring me lately? You...... Are you out there? β
Zhou Lifang's arm was pinched and hurt, and when she heard his words, she didn't even bother to put on a smiling face: "Is there anyone outside me, what does it have to do with you?" Who are you? β
"I, I'm ......" Hu Liqin was choked. Who is he? A colleague in the same department, a junior younger than her, was seduced by her at will, and thought he was her boyfriend's, a pathetic man.
The nurses in the hallway all looked at each other. They all knew, and he knew they knew, everyone was waiting to see his excitement, and his reason told him to let go, save a little face, for himself and for her.
But he just didn't want to let go. He stubbornly, even tragically, dragged her, repeating over and over again: "Don't be like this, let's talk...... Let's talk about ......"
Zhou Lifang didn't want to talk to him. Syllable! A slap in the face was simply thrown in the face.
He glared at her, watching her methodically regain the outfit she had dragged her haphazardly. Lace dresses, dazzling earrings, new leather bags, everything he bought.
And she, wrapped in all this, is now going to be fully armed and go to meet another man.
For some women, men are nothing more than prey to be eaten and discarded. He has been dismantled and eaten, and the next one has fallen into the nest.
Tears of shame blurred her vision, and the back of the woman slamming away with her high heels was like a venomous queen bee.
***
If there is a 'manure digger' for the bottom loser, how will he choose his prey?
The hunting rules of nature, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, living in isolation, and living in the concrete forest, are also applicable.
If you want to kill someone without being discovered, as long as society decides that it is not a murder. The two deceased were both approaching their twilight years, with isolated families and estranged relatives and friends, and had no influence on society or family. There was no suspicion on the surface, so it was hurriedly determined that the suicide was made, the relatives were not investigated, and the society was not responsible, which saved valuable police force and reduced the pressure of the elderly.
But, as long as an autopsy is not performed, there are ways to make a person look like they are suicidal.
"Brother, this is the latest file, I found out everything related to suicide, and then exclude keywords according to your age, occupation, income, and family situation, don't say it, there are really a lot."
"It's normal to have something, it's not normal to have it. Do you know how often someone in the world commits suicide? β
The corners of Zhen Jin's mouth skimmed, and he shook his head ignorantly.
"40 seconds." Wang Shiqi took the folder and spread it out directly on the floor of the corridor, eight.
Jumping off buildings, cutting wrists, cutting wrists, cutting wrists, drug overdose, charcoal burning, cutting wrists, electrocution...... Electric shock?
He opened the dossier, and the life of a disgraced man lay out in front of him.
Qian Pengyun, 49 years old, a former martial arts athlete with average performance, relied on odd jobs to survive after retiring. Withdrawn, with a slight stutter, serious violent tendencies, twice entered the detention center for fighting, on March 5 this year, after taking a large amount of tranquilizers, he entered the shower room, turned on the shower head and drenched his whole body, and then inserted a key into the bathroom socket, and the cause of death was the interruption of blood supply and lack of oxygen caused by ventricular fibrillation.
He remembered that this was also a case that Zhen Jin asked to find him.
When the body was found, it had been a week since death. There was a smell in the corridor that the neighbors couldn't help but call the police, Wang Shiqi and Xu Ye were the second batch to arrive, and the scene had already passed through the wind, but the stench from the shop still smoked him.
Zhen Jin's face is not good-looking. When he came out to smoke, Xu Ye was scolding him on the side, and the kid's lips were white and he insisted on explaining: "No, it's really not that my brother is unhappy, I think there are doubts, I really feel suspicious......"
At the beginning, in his opinion, the suspicion was nothing more than that the suicide method was a bit peculiar. But his father is an old police officer, and the case has been dizzy since he was a child, and he found that human beings really have any way to live and any way to die. Why bathroom? Why electricity? Why is it so "undignified" to die? Traces do not need to answer these questions, they only know that there was no scuffle, no struggle, no traces of compulsion at the scene, and the deceased even tripped with black tape in advance, which was also decided.
But now it was as if he saw the thin thread of spider silkβconnecting unrelated spirits and trying to tell him a story.
"Middle-aged and elderly, low-level, suicide, pain, unconventional methods," Wang Shiqi counted one by one: "There is one element missing, he is the perfect victim of this suspected serial murder case." β
"Huh?" Zhen Jin stretched out his head to stare at the photo, and the photo was also staring at him, a pair of violent eyes. "What's the other one?"
"Personality." Wang Shiqi touched his chin: "There are more prey that meet the standards, why does it have to be him?" β
"Or maybe it's not him." Xu Ye yawned and paced in: "You guys are too unrighteous, go to me in shifts today, the loss is that nothing happened, who of you is responsible for me." β
"If you know anything, just talk nonsense." Zhen Jin knocked on the file at hand: "This is an invisible case. β
"Come on, you're still invisible, I think you continue to be so foolish, I'm afraid this month's bonus will be invisible first." Xu Ye took a sip, and then turned his head to Wang Shiqi: "And you, why don't you accompany the child to fool around, didn't your father say it, keep a low profile recently, settle down for a few months, and wait for the limelight to passββ"
"I didn't work as a police officer to hide here." Wang Shiqi suddenly raised his head and interrupted, his eyes were like two pieces of charcoal hiding a dark fire, Xu Ye stared at him for two seconds, and uncomfortably staggered his gaze: "Okay, I know, it doesn't matter if you want to solve the case, then you have to abide by the Basic Law, how can it be related to this." You see, the three deceased, gender, age, occupation, which one has something in common, one drowned, one hanged, one electrocuted, the cause of death is completely different, and the serial killer, the motive can't be found, what is the picture? β
Wang Shiqi fell silent. The thin file has very limited information, and the case has been closed, the body has long been turned to ashes, and the scene is almost destroyed.
***
The red wine was still awake on the table, and Zhou Lifang had just lit the candle, and the knock on the door had already come as promised.
She pursed her lips and smiled, "The door is not locked." β
Footsteps approached from behind, strong arms wrapped around her, tightening like shackles, and a rustling voice rubbed against her eardrums: "Have you waited for a long time?" β
"I'm not going to wait long for you." She turned around and bit the other man's lip directly, greedily swallowing his tongue. The man is still young, and his kissing skills are slightly green, which makes her like it more.
"Let's go to bed." She gasped, her fingers sliding to his chest, and she was caught just unbuttoning. "Say yes to celebrate today. Let's do something different. β
He filled her bathtub with water and brought her red wine. The white shirt was wet and translucent, the muscles underneath were as tight as lightning, and a beautiful little beast would listen to her at the slightest touch.
She soaked in the scent of roses, drank the whole cup in intoxication, and asked him, "You haven't said what you want to celebrate?" Birthday? Or do we have some anniversaries? β
"Sort of." He pursed his lips, "It's really memorable, after all, you helped me so much." If you want money, you have to make money, and you have to do your best. β
"Haha, be polite to your sister, whatever your sister can give you, I will give you......" She noticed that she was slowly sliding, and wanted to raise her hand to support it, but her body was a little disobedient. What's the matter, is it so easy to get drunk......" Zhou Lifang smiled confusedly: "Come and help me......"
The young boy thoughtfully straightened her and cupped her face.
"My sister has a good amount of alcohol, how can she get drunk so easily." He stroked her hair: "Remember when I asked you for a tranquilizer?" You just drank it yourself. β
ββ¦β¦ Gu Tianqing! You...... What do you want! β
"Don't worry, you'll find out right away."
In front of her, he slowly put on medical latex gloves and took out a scalpel from her drawer.
The water temperature was as comfortable as a lover's embrace, but Zhou Lifang felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.
***
"If you're weak, you're going to be eaten, that's what my mom told me.
I don't like my mom, my mom doesn't like me, she likes her kids to shine like a gilded trophy that can be held up in front of relatives and friends to show off, I'm not that kind of person.
Who is going to eat me? I don't do bad things, I don't hurt people, I just be myself, savage animals will eat other animals, we have become people, why do we have to do this? If so, what is the point of becoming human?
I was caught. But it's not my fault. β
The sound of pushing the door came, Zheng Yuan snapped and closed the "Buddenbrock Family" in his hand, the raw edge of the exercise paper showed a little from under the edge of the book, Wang Shiqi saw it, Zheng Yuan also knew that Wang Shiqi saw it, and no one spoke for a while.
"Ahem," he exaggeratedly cleared his throat to change the subject, "Have you had dinner?" β
Zheng Yuan nodded and inserted the book back into the shelf. Wang Shiqi followed him: "I have a question for you." β
Zheng Yuan didn't look back, but his relaxed body movements showed acquiescence. Wang Shiqi continued: "Do you remember the dung digger you said last time? Who do you think would be most likely to do this if they were here? β
ββ¦β¦ Instead of asking who it is, ask how it was done. Zheng Yuan's fingers swept over the book, and a little floating ash was brought up in the golden backlight: "It's not that he killed and pretended to commit suicide, because the scars are not suspicious." Then there is only one way left: I don't want to die, but I am still forced to commit suicide. β
"If you are forced...... Mental coercion? For example, being caught by the other party with a fatal handle, or absolute obedience to the murderer? β
"According to what you said, the victim has neither a belief in a cult nor a concealed criminal record, and it is possible to kidnap relatives as a threat, but no relatives have had similar reactions."
"That ......"
"There is also a situation where the victim is incapacitated." Zheng Yuan finally turned around and faced Wang Shiqi: "The corpse didn't apply for forensic autopsy, right?" β
"You mean, they ......" Wang Shiqi slapped his forehead hard, and his eyes widened: "It's a tranquilizer!" β