Chapter Twenty-Eight: Escaped from Which Mental Hospital?
The sound of "Dididi" sounded, and another annoying news came from the computer.
"Yue Ming Qingfeng is dead, and I will go to your police station tomorrow to be investigated."
Zuo Hao was stunned when he saw the news, Yueming Qingfeng died?
How is it possible.,The guy who drew the girl's comic is still quite young.,Although I've always been unsure if the other party is a man or a woman.,My own editor didn't tell her.,Why is it suddenly this time.
Last week, I saw that guy flirting with the group management, and it doesn't look like he's sick or committed suicide.
"What happened to her?"
"It's him, he's only in his twenties, and it seems to be murder from the police, so it seems that I want to know more about his online work and so on."
"It's too sudden, I'll invite you to drink milk tea when you go to the police station."
"Okay, I'll urge you to change by the way."
"Don't, you don't want me to die young."
"Bah, auspicious, see you tomorrow."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
Yueming Qingfeng is a brilliant achievement of opening up a new girl's comics,Achieved a comedy style suitable for men and women of all ages,Basically, the authors who read comics and draw comics in this circle know her,Or have seen her works,Most people think she's a lively and lovely little girl,Zuo Hao thought so at firstγ
Until she saw that this guy often teased girls in the group, she felt that this author was most likely a man.
It's a pity that the editor hasn't admitted it, so she didn't confirm it, but she didn't expect to suddenly receive this news today, which is really unacceptable.
She can't wait for the updated comics to read anymore, just like Conan hasn't ended yet.
"Brother Tan, have you slept?"
Zuo looked at the time on the computer, it was already nine o'clock, but it shouldn't have been so early to bed.
"No, what's the matter with Sister Zuo?"
Officer Tan had just gotten off work and was about to go home, when a call came, and he was going to answer the call and drive back.
Today he watched four or five hours of surveillance video, except for the delivery of food and a few residents in that building walked over, it is true that he did not find any suspicious people, if he let him see it on the weekend, it is estimated that it will be done in less than an hour.
"Have you ever received a case where the victim was a cartoonist?"
"Huh? Foresee? Or did you go to the bureau? β
"No, the editor you meet tomorrow happens to be my editor, and I know the victim, but it's just online."
"That's a coincidence, then you can come to the bureau tomorrow."
"That's what I mean, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Hmm."
Officer Tan stretched and hung up the phone, opened the car door and prepared to drive home.
The police station was only half an hour's drive from home, but within a few minutes of driving, he noticed a man in a hospital gown running out of a controlled knife shop.
"What psychiatric hospital did this run from?"
Officer Tan thought in his heart, and hurriedly took pictures and sent them to the group to let them go to the police, while he continued to follow the man in the hospital gown.
The man was holding a bag in his hand and running desperately into the alley, Officer Tan had no choice but to stop and chase down, fortunately there was a gun in the car, otherwise he wouldn't dare to go down to chase.
A man in a hospital gown ran into the well-known streets, smelling of animal decay, and at the end of it was a high wall with shards of green glass that looked terrifying in the dim moonlight.
"Come with me."
A man dressed in black suddenly appeared here, and the man with this hospital gown disappeared into this closed alley.
"Damn, why is it gone?"
Officer Tan held a gun in his hand, looked around cautiously, and obviously saw the psychopath running in, the wall was full of glass shards, could it be that he climbed over?
He tucked the pistol into his waist and was about to climb the wall when his cell phone rang.
The sound of "jingle bells" echoed in the dim alleys, appearing abrupt and harsh.
"Team Tan, we have found out the identity of this mentally ill person."
"Who?"
"The owner of the restaurant who gave his wife a broken corpse, I heard that his spirit had improved, and he was transferred to a general ward. I somehow escaped a few days ago, and yesterday he killed a 16-year-old girl. β
"Cao, this king is a bastard, if you catch him, you have to kill him."
"Didn't Team Tan catch anyone?"
"Nonsense, if you hadn't called, I would have caught it."
"Doodoo"
The phone hung up immediately, without mercy.
Officer Tan looked at the two-meter-high wall and the bright shards of glass on it, so he should bring a glove and come over again.
"Ho-ho, thank you for bringing me out."
"No, you're going to have to do something for me anyway."
"Yes, give me a picture."
"You've seen that little girl who used to go to your house for dinner and take you to a mental hospital."
"yes, it's time to try my knife skills."
"This girl will definitely go to the bureau on the weekend, tomorrow Sunday, I hope you seize the opportunity, don't go out to make trouble tonight."
"I try."
The man in the hospital gown began to change into a black sweatshirt of the same style as the man, this is a small independent courtyard behind the high wall, the people living in it have long been knocked out by the man and dragged away, and the two parted ways after speaking.
The man put on a black hat, he didn't take off his black mask from beginning to end, took out his gloves and looked at the remaining scars on his palms, he took out a white cloth and wrapped it around it nonchalantly, and after cleaning the blood stains left at the scene, he slowly left the scene through the back door with a set of white hospital gowns.
"Team Tan, there are blood stains on this glass shard."
"Take it back for testing."
Looking behind the high wall, a closed courtyard door attracted everyone's attention.
After knocking on the door to no avail, several people banged on the door and rushed in, but the scene was empty, and they rummaged through the entire small courtyard until they found a middle-aged man who was already dying under the bed in a small room.
"Hurry to the hospital, it should be the victim."
Officer Tan was a little annoyed, he should have turned it over directly just now, and it seemed that the murderer should have just left.
"Team Tan, do you want to expand the scope of your search?"
"Go back and ask the director, and leave a group of people nearby to continue looking for clues."
"Yes."
Officer Tan rubbed his eyebrows, it seems that some of them are busy tonight.
"Team Tan, I found a set of hospital gowns in the trash can not far from the back door."
"The suspect has already changed his clothes and left, how can it be so fast, he must still have helpers, go and see if there is any surveillance nearby, and it is okay to find witnesses."
"Yes."
At half past ten o'clock in the night, Zuo Hao sorted out a few sketches drawn today, got up and went to wash, unaware that at this time there was a black figure outside her window staring at this place, smiling and ready to go.
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