Chapter 3: Killing Fathers and Mothers

Wei Da belly replied, "Let's talk about it, what's the situation." ”

The policeman said:

"The injured person's name is Zhang Zhuliang, male, 41 years old, from HN Province, who runs a barbecue stall in our city, and has multiple cuts on his body, and has now been sent to the hospital for treatment.

The deceased's name is Chen Ju, female, 38 years old, Zhang Zhuliang's wife, also a native of HN Province, and Zhang Zhuliang runs a barbecue stall together.

The murderer's name is Zhang Mingming, male, 19 years old, the son of Zhang Zhuliang and Chen Ju.

At present, according to the investigation of the scene, we believe that the murderer Zhang Mingming took advantage of his parents to choose vegetables in the yard and used a kitchen knife from behind to cut his mother Chen Ju first, and Chen Ju fell to the ground.

When Zhang Mingming went to cut his father Zhang Zhuliang again, Zhang Zhuliang was already prepared, and he only slashed Zhang Zhuliang's arm with the first knife.

After Zhang Zhuliang was injured, he began to run out. Zhang Mingming chased all the way and slashed Zhang Zhuliang three times in the back. But the wounds are not deep enough to be fatal.

After Zhang Zhuliang escaped, Zhang Ming saw that he couldn't catch up, so he returned to the courtyard and hacked his mother to death.

After forensic examination, Chen Ju had a total of 36 large and small knife wounds on her body, the most fatal of which should be a knife cut on her neck. This knife directly cut off half of the neck. ”

Wei Da nodded and asked, "Did Zhang Mingming catch it?" ”

The policeman nodded, opened his mouth, looked at me, and closed again.

"Say, it's fine. This is our consultant of the Municipal Bureau, Chen Danqiu, Mr. Chen. Wei Da said to this policeman.

"Captain Wei, look at this."

As he spoke, the policeman beckoned to another policeman in the distance and asked him to bring a bag of evidence. The policeman put on his handbag and took out a boxy red cloth from the evidence bag.

In the center of this red cloth, there is a dusk sun, and in the center of the sun, there is an eerie turquoise eye.

Blue-eyed yellow day!

"Where was this found?"

This immediately caught my attention, and I quickly asked the policeman.

The policeman didn't seem to expect such a big reaction from me, and was stunned for a moment before saying:

"In the bedroom of the murderer Zhang Mingming. Zhang Mingming hung it on another wall, and also placed a simple incense burner in front of it, which should be worshiped often. ”

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I, Wei Dabelly, and Liang Zi, returned to the detention center.

But this time it was not Huang Shirong who saw him, but Zhang Mingming.

Wei Da Tu and Liang Zi were in charge of the interrogation, while I watched from the sidelines.

Zhang Mingming looked at Wei Da Belly and Liang Zi, these two policemen, neither the depression of being arrested, nor the remorse after the passion of killing.

He sat there as if nothing had happened.

"Why did you kill your parents?" Liang Zi asked him.

Zhang Mingming did not have the slightest intention of resisting quibbles.

He said very calmly: "The end of Baiyang is here, the catastrophe is coming, only the master can save the world by ordering millions of Yin soldiers." ”

"Then you gave your parents to General Tiangong as a savior of the world?" Liang Zi asked.

Zhang Mingming nodded.

"Huh! Are you quite selfless? Liang Zi sneered.

Zhang Mingming lowered his head and did not speak.

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense?" Liang Zi asked again.

Zhang Mingming hesitated, but still shook his head.

"Bang!"

Liang Zi slapped the table, stood up and yelled at Zhang Mingming:

"Then why did you kill your parents?"

Zhang Mingming lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time, and it took about twenty minutes before he said:

"I'm going to write a novel. I want to become a great god. I want to be like Yi Ming, and adapt my novel into a TV series. I want Goddess Mengyan to cry and shout now, and I want to act in my TV series!

But!

My dad said that I didn't even graduate from junior high school, and that there were a bunch of typos in what I wrote, and no one read it at all. If you really want to write a novel, buy a dictionary and learn it from scratch. My mom said let me stop dreaming, writing novels requires talent, and I'm definitely not that material.

What do they know!

I've read so many novels, I'm sure I'll be a god!

I'm going to write! I'm just going to write!

But what about them? Just won't let me write! Say I'm dreaming! Let me buy barbecue with them in peace!

I don't want the!

I have dreams!

Dream! “

The more Zhang Mingming spoke, the more excited he became, and finally roared hoarsely.

I looked at Zhang Mingming with my discerning eyes.

He was a very normal orange color, and he didn't have a path.

When the case comes to this, it can be regarded as a matter of fact, but after all, it is still a family conflict.

When Zhang Mingming's mood stabilized a little, Liang Zi took out the red cloth printed with blue eyes and yellow sun.

"Where did you get this thing from?"

Zhang Mingming glanced at it and said, "This is what my sponsor gave me." ”

"Sponsor? What do you mean? Liang Zi asked.

"It's the teacher who guaranteed me to recommend me to join the Tenshoh Sect." Zhang Mingming said.

"Orthodox Christianity?" Liang Zi repeated.

Zhang Mingming nodded.

"And who is your sponsor?" Liang Zi asked again.

"Huang Dequan next door to my house, Uncle Huang." Zhang Mingming said.

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When I came out of the detention center, it was already dark, so I went back to the teahouse.

Zhang Mingming then explained some things.

The Orthodox Church is a very well-organized group. Zhang Mingming and Huang De are all the lowest level of the Tianzheng Sect, and above them there are altar masters, point masters, Taoist heads, and the head of the Tianzheng Sect, the master of the sect.

Not long after Zhang Mingming joined the Tianzheng Church, he participated in several rallies. But at every meeting, everyone wore masks, so he didn't know anyone else in the Orthodox Church except for Huang Dequan.

Zhang Mingming's meeting place was an old residential building, Wei Da Belly sent someone to check, but the building was empty, and the owner of the house died half a year ago.

The trail is broken again.

I was a little frustrated and wanted to talk to Gu Mingyi, but I found that Gu Mingyi hadn't come back yet, so I had no choice but to sleep.

Another three days passed, and in these three days, Gu Mingyi still didn't come back.

I had just finished breakfast and opened the store, and Liang Zi appeared again.

Needless to say, something happened again.

Yesterday, a young man in his early twenties jumped from the top floor of Qingyuan Mall on the edge of Chunhe Square and died.

According to the introduction of the young man's daughter, the young man was diagnosed with blood cancer not long ago, and the doctor said that there was little hope of cure. The young man committed suicide without thinking about it for a while.

Originally, the matter ended like this, but just now, the young man's girlfriend also jumped from the top floor of Qingyuan Mall, the same place.

Liang Zi said that he also went to the scene. After cleaning up the bodies of the young man's girlfriends, he turned his head and saw a boulder in the center of the square. On this boulder, the name of the square is carved in calligraphy - Chunhe Square.

Liang Zi said that when he first saw the boulder, he recognized the word "square" as "corpse field".

Inexplicably, his heart began to hair.

When he returned to the police station, he kept an eye on it and checked this Chunhe Square.

This investigation revealed something unusual.

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98 collections, two missing.

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