"Judging from this photo, there is a greater possibility of man-made disasters, and if you find the disappeared severed limb, the case can basically be solved, right?"

Zhang Xiaoluo pushed the photo in front of Li Bin and said lightly.

The murder does not seem to have reached the level of alarming the Case Investigation Department, and although Zhang Xiaoluo has not yet been to the scene, judging from this photo, it is unlikely that the ghost killed someone.

Li Bin couldn't hear the ridicule in Zhang Xiaoluo's words, and said in his heart If there was no special situation, you think we would be willing to alarm your case hall.

"Officer Zhang, what you mean by severed limbs...... We've found it, that ...... The medical examiner found two legs, two arms, and a complete palm and foot in Da Kui's stomach...... Judging from the wounds on his severed limb, it seems that he gnawed off his limbs alive and chewed them one bite at a time. Of course, the palms and soles of the feet are still intact, but Ding Dakui is wearing size 43 shoes! ”

Eating your limbs alive and swallowing your hands and feet whole, can your case hall say that it is an ordinary homicide?

Li Bin looked at Zhang Xiaoluo's slightly furrowed brows, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy that he could get back a game. But he knew that what should be made clear could never be hidden.

"This Yu Dakui is from T City, but his wife and children live in his hometown in the countryside, so he basically lives alone. In addition to swallowing his limbs, he was also inserted directly from his mouth by a steel bar, which pierced through his anus. Except for puncture wounds to the mouth and anus, there were no other wounds throughout the body. The expression on his face was still very enjoyable, and there were photos taken at that time in the file......"

Li Bin thought of Yu Dakui, who was completely penetrated like a roast pig, and couldn't help but wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead again.

Zhang Xiaoluo stared at Yu Dakui's strange face in the photo that seemed to be enjoying great pleasure for a while, then stood up and walked to the window.

"I remember that there are dozens of Chinese medicine formulas that can make people feel extremely comfortable and comfortable before they die, and there are countless more Western medicines! In the same way, when a person is in pain to a certain extent, especially under the invasion of the sense of impending death and suffocation, it is possible to produce a violent pleasure. ”

Zhang Xiaoluo muttered to himself, as if he was explaining to Li Bin, and as if he was talking to himself.

"It's not hard to strung people on top of steel bars without leaving extra wounds......"

"It's worth speculating, how did Ding Dakui swallow his limbs in severe pain and massive blood loss?"

Although there are things that he can't figure out, and the whole murder seems to have something that can't be explained by common sense, he still feels that it is not the work of ghosts.

Ghost killing, very straightforward, will never be so troublesome! Faced with the dual pursuit of the Onmyoji and the Ghost of Hades, the ghost does not have enough time to carefully plan the details of the crime.

Stripping the victim naked, forcing him to swallow his limbs, and showing a very useful expression is a bit of an immaturity of mind.

"What's the deal with the female writer you were talking about at the beginning? What did she have to do with the murder? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo thought of the female writer named Qianmi Wang Piaopiao mentioned by Li Bin at the beginning.

"Nope! Officer Zhang, listen to me, this murder case is ...... It's the death of a character in a novel that Wang Piaopiao just finished......"

Wang Piaopiao is a well-known contributor to several physical publications, she writes a short story almost every week, and the novel she just completed is surprisingly consistent with Ding Dakui's murder in terms of time and details! Officer Zhang, as you know, we never reveal the details of this kind of murder to the public! ”

"You mean that someone killed Ding Dakui according to the modus operandi in Wang Piaopiao's novel?"

Zhang Xiaoluo was always a little confused about what Li Bin wanted to express.

"It's not...... Officer Zhang......"

Li Bin touched his nose and pondered how to explain it to the envoy who had repeatedly interrupted him.

According to the time of Ding Dakui's death provided by the medical examiner, it coincides with the time when Wang Piaopiao submitted the manuscript! Therefore, Wang Piaopiao has something to do with this murder, but it is a bit ...... to say that she is the murderer."

Zhang Xiaoluo also felt that what Li Bin said was reasonable, not to mention anything else, just the butcher's five big and three thick body was not something that Wang Piaopiao could deal with, let alone let him obediently eat the soles of his feet.

Zhang Xiaoluo closed the case file, handed it back to Li Bin, and gently stroked the piano case beside him.

"Then Wang Piaopiao is the most suspicious, you just bring her back for interrogation!"

"We've done it after the murder! And we've monitored her. Wang Piaopiao usually writes novels at home, basically stays at home, and no one has ever been to her house. And she has been living alone since her divorce a few years ago, and rarely interacts with people. But there was no evidence, and we had to let her go home! Wang Piaopiao is quite cooperative, and agreed that we will send someone to squat at her house, provided that we do not disturb her normal writing. ”

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and began to ponder.

"Officer Zhang......"

Li Bin hesitated for a while, and then opened his mouth to interrupt Zhang Xiaoluo, who was thinking with his head down.

"Officer Zhang, we have to hurry, Wang Piaopiao...... Wang Piaopiao's next novel should be finished tonight......"

"! She's still writing......"

Zhang Xiaoluo rejected Li Bin's suggestion to inspect Ding Dakui's body. He is a high-ranking special envoy of the Case Investigation Department, not a forensic doctor of the Interpol team.

And for the cold corpse, Zhang Xiaoluo had an inexplicable strong rejection from the depths of his heart, he would rather face the hideous ghost than look at the corpse. This is also the reason why he took Wei Xun to the corpse room of the attached doctor in J City to touch the corpse.

The dignified Xuanmen Yin-Yang Heavenly Master was stunned.

"Let's go to Wang Piaopiao's house!"

Zhang Xiaoluo gave Li Bin a command, stood up, and walked towards the door.

After all, this is the first case he received, and if there is a second murder under his nose, Zhang Xiaoluo's face will be dull.

Although it was close to the noon rush hour, Li Bin drove the police car with the siren blaring all the way, and it took less than half an hour to arrive outside the villa where Wang Piaopiao lived. This made Zhang Xiaoluo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, couldn't help but think that he would have to find a way to get a police car to drive to and from work in the future.

There is the famous Dongyue Mountain in T City, and Wang Piaopiao's villa is in the villa group at the foot of Dongyue Mountain. A young policeman in a police uniform was already waiting at the door of the villa, and when he saw Li Bin and Zhang Xiaoluo getting out of the car, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and opened the iron fence door of the villa.

The villa covers an area of about 200 square meters, with a total of three floors, and a small garden with all kinds of flowers. But perhaps because it is almost autumn, most of the flowers are withering.

"It seems that writing novels is quite profitable!"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the small villa in front of him, and remembered his dwelling in Qingshi Lane, with a wry smile on his face, and walked in.

The villa is very luxuriously decorated, Wang Piaopiao's study is on the third floor, Zhang Xiaoluo and the others went directly to the third floor and saw Wang Piaopiao who was sitting on the sofa in the study.

Wang Piaopiao is about thirty years old, with an average appearance, and his face has the burnt yellow color that people have before sitting on the computer for a long time. She was drinking red date chrysanthemum porridge with her head down, and a faint aroma of porridge permeated the small study.

Li Bin called the policewoman behind Wang Piaopiao out of the door, nodded to Zhang Xiaoluo again, exited the study and closed the door with his hand.

"The magazine is urging the manuscript very urgently, and if I can't deliver it today, I will lose a lot. So, I'm sorry, officer, I can't talk to you for too long......"

Zhang Xiaoluo nodded and sat down opposite Wang Piaopiao.

"Ms. Wang is a leader in the industry, of course time is precious, this villa is worth a lot of money, right?"

Wang Piaopiao seemed to know what Zhang Xiaoluo wanted to ask, and there was a hint of self-deprecation on his face.

"This house belongs to my ex-husband, and he left this house to me after we agreed to divorce a few years ago."

Wang Piaopiao said as she stood up and sat down in front of the computer again.

"Ms. Wang, how old is your child? When I came up, I saw a lot of toys on the first floor. ”

Wang Piaopiao's body shook slightly when she heard this, her face showed a sad look, and the hand stretched out to the computer mouse was slowly retracted.

"I don't have children, I had an accidental miscarriage a few years ago, and since then, I haven't been pregnant, my ex-husband ...... It's also because of this divorce. Those toys were also bought for children at that time, but they ......"

Zhang Xiaoluo's face showed embarrassment, he stood up, took out the paper on the table, handed it to Wang Piaopiao, who was a little choked, and then casually picked up a golden doll ornament on the table and sat on the ground, stretched out two small hands, looked at it for a while, and put it in place again.

"Ms. Wang, can you tell me where the plot of the novel you are currently writing is set in the end?"

"Internet café, an Internet anchor!"

Zhang Xiaoluo came out of Wang Piaopiao's study, walked around the third floor of the villa again, and then went down to the second floor.

Li Bin was waiting at the staircase on the second floor, and when he saw Zhang Xiaoluo going downstairs, he motioned to the policewoman behind him to go upstairs, and then greeted Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Officer Li, you go check the Internet cafes in T City, and then check the Internet anchors who are used to broadcasting live in Internet cafes. I'll go around here again. ”

Zhang Xiaoluo instructed Li Bin as he walked towards a room on the second floor.

"Well, I'll go now, almost every house has a computer now, and there are few Internet cafes, so it's not difficult to check!"

Li Bin agreed, then turned around and went downstairs.

There are seven or eight rooms on the second floor of Wang Piaopiao's villa, each with the door open, and almost every room is messily placed with different toys.

On the second floor, in the living room against the wall, there is a wooden table. There was an incense shrine on top of the wooden table, and in front of the incense shrine were biscuits, yogurt, and some candy and the like, and there were no spirit tablets or shrines on the walls.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the biscuits on the table and the yogurt that seemed to have been opened and smiled bitterly for a while, maybe these so-called writers think differently from others, how can they worship these things to the gods.

He went down to the first floor for a while, and even looked around the garden in the villa, but he didn't notice the slightest ghostly smell.