Chapter Seventy-Six: The Serial Murderer 5

Six days have passed since the discovery of the first deceased, and in the past few days, the police in Zones 1 and 3 have gone all out, but the information they have received is somewhat disappointing. These can fill an office with information, and none of them are useful.

Ji Ping and Long Lixing's combined sleep time in the past few days was less than four hours, Ji Ping was young, but the dark circles under his eyes also climbed on his face. And Long Lixing, who was also reading the information on the side, had red eyes and heavy eyelids, and it seemed that he was going to fall asleep in the next second.

"What did you find over there?" Long Lixing opened his mouth and asked Ji Ping.

Ji Ping didn't speak, he continued to look at the information in his hand and shook his head. Most of these materials are collected by junior police officers, such as bills for anesthetics and information reports for surgical personnel in some hospitals.

"I don't have any useful clues here, it's just some normal bills. You said that if we let our subordinates filter it first, it would be a little less burdensome, but we would still be afraid that we would miss the key. Long Lixing couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and moved, so that his limbs, which began to be numb, were congested.

Ji Ping sighed, and he closed the information he had just read: "There are still so many materials to read, I'm afraid that the murderer will commit murder again in the past few days." ”

In fact, Ji Ping's worries are also the worries of everyone else, judging from the first case, the murderer killed one person a day.

Every time he saw a subordinate come in to deliver a report, he was worried that the police officer who came in would come to report the location of the next body.

There are many such uncovered residential areas on the outskirts of District 3, where there are no high-rise buildings, and rows of two-storey houses are rooted on both sides of the road.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were almost no vehicles on the streets of the block, and even fewer pedestrians. In a red-roofed house, a middle-aged woman invited a man in a suit and leather shoes into her house. The two seemed to be discussing something.

The man pulled out his handbag, which contained a black corset-like object. The man seemed to be introducing the object, and the woman seemed to be moved by the other person's words, nodding her head and muttering words in her mouth.

The two talked for about ten minutes, and the woman got up and walked to the kitchen on the first floor, where she took a glass, filled it with some water, took it back to the living room on the first floor, and handed it to the man in the suit. The two continued to talk.

The man finished drinking the water in his hand while chatting, he put down the cup in his hand and took out the "tunics" again. The woman also stood up, her back to the man in the suit and leather shoes, as if asking the other to help her put it on. The man took out a pair of gloves from his bag and put them on elegantly, the woman with her back to him did not notice the man's movements at all, and she still had a little shy expression on her face.

As the man drew closer to the woman, she put her hands too high and motioned for the man to help her put them on. However, the man did not take the "girdle". He held a syringe in his gloved right hand, and this time, he stabbed the woman's neck quickly and violently, contrary to the previous gloved action.

After feeling a sharp pain in her neck, the woman suddenly fell to the ground, and the glass on the table that the man had drunk was also shattered on the ground.

The sound of the glass shattering seemed to irritate the man, and he stepped over to the woman's side.

The woman's mouth was open, but no sound came out of her mouth. She tried to struggle, but the numbness in her head had been transmitted to her upper body, then her lower body.

The man took the woman's hand, and he took another syringe from his pocket. The woman was unable to move at this point, she could not feel anything, she could only open her eyes and look at the man who was still talking to her just now. The woman's eyes began to cry uncontrollably, and her eyes were full of despair.

In the face of the woman's eyes, the man did not react, but still took care of himself in the woman's needle hole into the woman's elbow socket, and the woman still kept her eyes open.

The man took out a small bag from the compartment under the handbag, opened the small bag, and inside was several scalpels. He lifted the woman's garment and made a gentle scalpel at the place of the chest, but did not cut the skin.

He shifted the woman to a certain position, and after that, the skin broke.

Blood splattered out with the beating hearts of the women, splashing onto tables, chairs, and men's suits.

The whole process of dissection was very fast, and the man skillfully used the scalpel to find the right position, and he cut out two organs, the liver and the kidney, in the abdomen that had been dissected.

The woman's eyes were still open, but the color in them had begun to fade.

The man pulled a towel out of his bag. He allowed blood to splatter on his clothes, wiped the tears and blood from the woman's face with a towel, and then closed the woman's eyes with his rubber-gloved hand.

He looked at it for a few minutes, as if admiring his own work, and the two organs had been packed in a sealed nylon bag and placed in his handbag.

The man got up, and he began to clean up the traces he had left behind. Then, as if nothing had happened, he closed the door, took his handbag, and left the red-roofed house.

Ji Ping and Long Lixing were still reading the documents.

"Hmm... However, it seems that this murderer should have seen the media report, and he is not committing a large-scale murder. Long Lixing patted his face, as if he wanted to sober himself up, and then sat back in his place. This desk is Long Lixing's desk, and the position where Ji Ping is sitting now is what he asked him to move in. It is the first time that senior police officers from the two districts have cooperated so closely.

As soon as the two of them finished talking about the murderer, he did not commit another murder, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door. The hearts of the two suddenly hung in the air, not only from the frequency of the footsteps, but also because the two had learned from the mouth of the previous police officer that all the information had been delivered.

The footsteps had reached the door, but the door did not open immediately. The young police officer outside the door wiped the sweat from his head with his sleeve, straightened his messy collar, breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the door.

"Draw! Dragons! Although he breathed a sigh of relief, the young police officer swallowed a mouthful of saliva in the face of the majestic eyes of the two commanders.

"Don't rush, speak slowly." Ji Ping said.

"We've found a third body!"

Several police cars have been parked on the road in the eastern suburbs of District 3, and the separation zone has been placed.

Ji Ping and Long Lixing got out of the car, and the police officers next to the separation belt pulled up the isolation belt for them.

The midday sun shone hotly above their heads, making the two sleep-deprived officers a little dizzy.

Entering the house, accompanied by a pungent smell, the two saw the woman lying in a pool of blood.

"Draw team, dragon team, gold forensic doctor has arrived."

As the accompanying forensic doctor, Jin Yu has been helping the police communicate with the hospital until a new body is found. Because she is also a medical student, she still knows some high-level hospital executives, and of course her parents in the pharmaceutical company have also helped a lot. This is the first time she has asked her parents for help after work.

As soon as the police reported it, Jin Yu entered the house at the scene of the crime.

The two nodded to Jin Yu, then let go of their bodies and let Jin Yu observe first.

Although the modus operandi this time is the same as before, the state of the corpse is different.

"The time of death is supposed to be yesterday, and in this weather, the inside of the body is directly exposed to the air, resulting in rapid decay." Jin Yu squatted down, looked at the corpse and said.

"What about the modus operandi?" Long Lixing asked.

"It's the same, it's still the same modus operandi as in the first two cases." Jin Yu looked at it again, confirmed it, and replied again: "The liver and kidneys are gone." ”

Passing by a police officer who was inspecting the house, Ji Ping asked him, "Why did you only find the body now?" ”

"Report to the team, when the two deceased were found before, the doors were open, so they were found on the same day. This time, the door was closed, and it was the neighbor who called the police. ”

"Did the neighbor ask?"

"I asked, and he said that he would go for a walk with the deceased every afternoon. After he knocked on the door and found that the deceased did not respond, he then saw the deceased through the window. The deceased's name is Zhao Yulan, 37 years old, divorced. ”

"Divorced? And what about her ex-husband? ”

"Her ex-husband is in the provinces."

"So what does she do?"

"She works in a small company, the work system is shifts, and today she is off." The police have already investigated the information of the deceased.

Ji Ping nodded and motioned for the police to continue searching the house. Then he looked at the deceased again, this time the pool of blood had dried up, a large black patch, like a bottomless abyss, and he couldn't help but feel a little trance all of a sudden. Ji Ping pinched his temples.

"What's wrong?" Forensic Doctor Jin asked when he saw Ji Ping's movements.

"It's nothing, I just haven't slept much in the past few days." Ji Ping replied.

"Good work."

"It should."

Long Lixing on the side didn't sleep much, but he didn't care at all about the conversation between the two ignoring him. Long Lixing touched his nose, the smell made him a little sick to his stomach.

"Are we going to inform Chen Yiyan?"

"I'll let you know." Ji Ping picked up his mobile phone and called Chen Yiyan.

Chen Yiyan and Yu Yuqian in the hospital were eating lunch.

"Ji Ping? Got a clue? Chen Yiyan has been waiting for this call for two days.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.

"Nope. We've searched all three of our previous routes, but we haven't found any useful clues. ”

"None? So what are you calling for? When he said this, Chen Yiyan had already thought of it. And the voice on the other end of the phone also confirmed his thoughts.

"We've found a third body."