Chapter 12: Psychoanalysis

It dawned on me that yes, I hadn't thought of that. A person of Cai Mingfen's profession often travels alone at night, and this kind of target that is not easy to find is simply the best prey for the murderer.

"Murderer, is it someone you know? Do you have anything to do with the two old men? "I threw two questions in a row.

Gao Wangming shook his head, he coughed twice, and said: "I don't know the murderer at all, and the two old men of the Chen family, except for buying dumplings from me once, have no other intersection at all. ”

My heart began to get nervous, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to get any clues from Gao Wangming's mouth.

"But I should know who the killer is."

I stared at him suddenly.

"Speak quickly!"

"Not long after Cai Mingfen left, about one day, a man wearing a hood came to my door, carrying a big bag, saying that he was buying quick-frozen dumplings."

"I was thinking if I could pick up a cheap one, and I was going to buy a cheap price from him and then pretend that I made my own dumplings, and then sell them at a lower price, so that there was still the trouble of making dumplings."

"So I asked about the price, and sure enough, it was much cheaper than the dumplings I bought, and I even haggled with him at the time, and finally bought the big bag of dumplings."

Listening to his description, I firmly believe in my heart that this so-called "wholesale" of quick-frozen dumplings must be the murderer!

"Did you pay attention to his appearance at the time? For example, his ...... "I gestured to my face.

"Well, even though he was wearing a hat, I clearly recognized the man as a bald head."

My heart sank, and I was even more sure of my thoughts. The same characteristics as the people seen in the surveillance.

"The next day, the day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, I went out to take the bag of dumplings out and pushed my cart to the vegetable market."

"In the afternoon, I met two old people from the Chen family who came to my stall and bought my dumplings. At that time, I had no idea that I was actually selling human dumplings......"

"That day, when I got home, I found that the door was not locked, but hidden, and there was a great stench coming from inside. When I walked in, I found the room covered in blood, the bodies of half mutilated people on the floor, and what seemed to be boiling in the pot. ”

He swallowed and continued.

"I was scared. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. But thinking that he would definitely be suspected by the police as the first suspect, he didn't even have time to pack his things that day and ran away. ”

I nodded, and I already had a basic idea of how the murderer would blame Gao Wangming. The murderer should have been planning for a long time.

"After Cai Mingfen went to Gao Wangming's house and came out, he followed her all the time, and then took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, dragged her to a place not far from Gao Wangming's residence, and killed her and dismembered her body."

"Then chop it into meat filling, make it into dumplings, and send it to Gao Wangming's house, pretending to be a person who sells quick-frozen dumplings wholesale, and deliver the human meat dumplings to him."

After the murderer returned to his residence, he had been carefully observing Gao Wangming's movements, and after he went out, he immediately came to the residential building where Gao Wangming lived with the body covered in a bag.

He opened the door of his room with a lockpicking tool, dragged the body inside, and disguised the scene as the first scene of the crime.

But he accidentally left a rolling pin at the scene. So when he remembered, he secretly went back, and in order not to leave all the evidence that could be found, he decided to sprinkle gasoline and burn the scene. But he didn't expect the police to come downstairs at this time.

He snuck out and went downstairs to quietly observe the situation. However, God favored him, and the stupid policeman accidentally lit the gasoline while smoking, which eventually caused the fire.

As for how the murderer guaranteed that it must be the old man of the Chen family who could eat that person's finger, I have not yet reached a conclusion, but I can almost guess that the old man of the Chen family should have been instructed by him to kill people, and since he has this ability, it should not be a problem to instigate them to go to Gao Wangming to buy dumplings and eat their fingers to blame Gao Wangming.

He took the lead in planning all of this in order to connect the two old men who had killed people with this frozen dumpling vendor, which tells us that there is a special connection between them. It's just that this connection, even Gao Wangming and the old man himself don't know.

The murderer took such a long time, perhaps to lead us to another truth. And judging from the current situation, it is not ruled out that many people committed the crime.

Although much has been clarified about the case, the motives of the killers are still very vague. I thought about the idea of mimicking murder in my mind again, but I shook my head, feeling that I couldn't make a definitive conclusion based on the current clues. Besides, the murderer did so much, definitely not just for the sake of imitation.

Ouyang Qian and I left the ward, and before we separated, I told her that I would send a few people to search the rental housing near Gao Wangming's residence.

Ask the landlord if they have rented out the house to a bald young man. If so, search the house carefully and not miss a single thing.

I knew in my heart that although I was sure that the murderer had already fled, it would be nice to find some clues.

When I get back to the police station, I want to see the two old men again, and I want to know more about them.

But it backfired. As soon as I got back to the office, I saw the blue in my office seat. She sat there, looking intently at some of the knick-knacks on my desk, as if she had been waiting for me for a long time.

I coughed a little embarrassed. She came back to her senses, looked at me, and laughed sheepishly.

"Long time no see, Azure." I remembered that I hadn't come to talk to her yet, and I left in a hurry.

"Long time no see." Her voice is still so mesmerizing.

"Shao Feng, I can't see it, you're going to be the captain of the criminal police soon. The results of the past few years must be very good, right? ”

I smiled sheepishly.

"What's the matter, it's just luck that I solved a few small cases. It's not like you, you're already working as a criminal psychoanalyst in a big city. ”

I lit a cigarette and continued. "How could you think of coming to this broken place to investigate the case, and just know the situation in real time on your office computer, after all, you are a psychoanalyst. If you don't do a comfortable job, you have to come here and suffer, tsk. ”