On the day An Ling died, she postponed her work time because of a dispute with a bar guest, and she was afraid that the dean's mother would worry and go home in a hurry, so she didn't have time to remove her makeup, so she hurriedly set foot on the way home.

Of course, it is impossible for the Anxin Welfare Home to take in so many orphans in a wealthy area.

It should be said that the Anxin Welfare Institute is located at the junction of the rich and the slums.

An Ling walked through the alleys she often walked, was dragged into the darkness, and strangled to death with skillful and swift techniques, An Ling didn't even have time to cry for help, and lost her struggle after kicking her legs and feet.

The man, as An Ling said, was dressed in black and pants, wearing a black hat and black leather gloves, and even the mask was black.

The whole body is tightly wrapped.

It was obvious that he was a man of medium stature, not fat or thin, but very strong.

He tied the belt that strangled An Ling to his waist, then folded An Ling's body and put it into a large woven bag, put it on a motorcycle, and transported it to the stove in the dark.

He seemed to have planned it, but the short distance took him less than an hour.

He skillfully concocted cement, skillfully took An Ling's body out of the woven bag, and then embedded it in the stove, laid bricks, laid cement, and smoothed them one by one.

After finishing everything, the sky has revealed the white of the fish's belly.

He walked out of the kitchen, and where there was a stove, of course, was the kitchen.

After he walked out of the kitchen, he took off his black clothes and pants, took off his hat and gloves, stuffed them into a woven bag and put them on his motorcycle, sat at the kitchen door and waited for a long time, smoked several cigarettes, and said to the workers who came to work: "You guys are really late, I can't sleep and come early, and I have built the stove!" ”

The workers didn't care, they were all happy to reduce the workload, laughing that he was very diligent, and the murderer was the same as usual, talking and laughing with them, and devoting himself to work.

The murderer is not young anymore, he is about thirty years old, he looks very honest, and he is the kind of good old man in appearance and character.

His co-workers called him Mao Dazhi.

Subsequently, Quan Shengnan attached the eye of heaven to Mao Dazhi, and found that he killed thirteen women in the same way before and after, all of them were big curly hair, high heels and red nails, killed four before An Ling, and killed eight after An Ling, counting An Ling, it is the nine people that the police have found now, and they have not been found before.

The female corpse in the rockery pool was buried in the soil by Mao Dazhi in advance, and there were no traces on the surface, and the workers would not dig the land again when they started, but directly spread cement on it, piled up rockeries, and built pools.

Mao Dazhi was not among this group of workers.

Not all of the thirteen women killed by Mao Dazhi left their whole bodies behind.

When he didn't have a job at hand, he couldn't embed the corpse in the building, so he would dismember the corpse, chop it up with flesh and bones, sometimes throw it down the drain and let the sewage wash it away, sometimes it would be cooked and fed to stray dogs, in short, leaving no trace.

The cruelty of the means is appalling!

Even though Quan Shengnan had seen many tragic cases, he was still shocked by Mao Dazhi's cruelty, his face turned pale, his eyes were straight, and Huo Xuetong was so frightened that he hurriedly woke her up, "Nannan, Nannan, what did you see?" Don't be afraid, I'm here! ”

As he spoke, Huo Xuetong held her in his arms and kept touching her back to comfort her.

"Fourth brother, it's so cruel!" Quan Shengnan came back to his senses, his heart palpitated, he felt the warmth on Huo Xuetong's body, the cold in her heart gradually dissipated, and she said in horror: "That person, that murderer is really too cruel!" ”