Chapter 168: Leng Aobai's Diary

It was dark in the house.

The reason why Xu Que was attracted was purely because the other rooms were open.

Only here, closed.

Reaching out, he searched the wall for a while, and soon felt for the light switch.

"Smack."

The lights are on.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Xu Que was stunned for a moment.

The house is not big, only a few square meters.

On the front is a desk filled with various books.

After looking at it, there are the most Bible books.

In addition to this, there are also books on the Tao, Buddha, and the like.

On the walls on both sides, there are countless photographs.

Without exception, these photos are photos of the previous deceased.

The fat man who committed gluttony.

While he was alive, the killer took several horrified photographs of him.

In the photo, the fat man's eyes are frightened.

Because his stomach was too swollen, his belly was very large, and his eyes were bloodshot, and it could be seen that he was in great pain at that time.

After that, the murderer strangled the fat man's stomach with a rope.

Xu Que frowned, this way of dying is more painful than stabbing it down.

The second deceased, Chen Aige, was not much better than the fat man's death.

In the photo, her eyes are also wide.

It can be seen that she was stuffed with cloth in her mouth and her hands and feet were firmly tied before her death.

Chen Aige was lying on the ground, in despair, his facial features were stuffed with money.

The order in which the money is stuffed is the right eye, the left eye, the right ear, the left ear, and then the nose......

When he stuffed his left eye, it could be seen that Chen Aige was no longer good.

The next photo was too terrifying, so Xu Que skipped it directly.

The third deceased was the man who died of laziness.

This person has been observed by the killer for the longest time.

The date on the photo shows that the killer was first observed a year ago.

Subsequently, every month he would take pictures of the deceased, and as time progressed, the deceased became thinner and thinner.

Eventually, the hands and feet degenerate due to prolonged inactivity.

The fourth deceased was none other than Ji Xiaoliang.

At the time of Ji Xiaoliang's death photo, a photo on the side attracted Xu Que's attention.

In the photo, it is a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body.

Wearing glasses and holding a stack of books in his hand, he was walking briskly down a path.

This photo was apparently taken candidly.

In addition to this photo, there are many photos of this man.

Some are eating, some are getting a haircut, and some are walking home with an umbrella on a rainy day.

A few of the photos made Xu Que raise his eyebrows.

In the photo, in addition to this man, there are various girls.

The girls were all wearing school uniforms and looked like they were only in their teens.

The men made all sorts of ambiguous gestures to the girls, reaching into their clothes or skirts.

The background of the photo is almost the same, and it seems to be in an office.

Combined with the previous photo of the man holding a stack of books and eating in the cafeteria, Xu Que can be sure.

This man is a teacher.

"Teacher, molesting girls." Xu Que's heart moved.

Naturally, two words emerged: SE desire!

"This person should be the murderer's next target!"

Xu Que took off the frontal photo of the middle-aged man, walked out of the room, and found Fan Hu looking at a book in a bedroom.

The bedroom was clean and airy, but there was only one wardrobe in addition to a bed.

Clean and tidy, no clutter.

Fan Hu frowned and said, "It can be determined that the murderer is this guy named Leng Aobai." ”

Then he raised the diary in his hand, "This Leng Aobai is really bold, and he actually recorded the process of committing his crime, this is his diary." ”

"Well, but for now, we need to know where he's gone." Xu Que handed over the photo of the middle-aged man, "This was found in the next room, and all the photos of the victims were hung there, this person should be Leng Aobai's next target, he is a teacher." ”

"Okay, I'll send the photo back to the bureau right away and check this person's identity."

Fan Hu said and took the photo.

And Xu Que began to flip through the diary.

On the first page, it is written in bright red letters: Man is the most ridiculous puppet, wearing a mask and living to cater to others. Some people don't understand their own worth at all, I really don't understand, what is this kind of person living for? Perhaps, I'm crazy, and in that case, I'm going crazy......

In the diary after that, it was all about the ordinary life of this cold and arrogant white.

Fan Hu passed the photo, and then said happily: "Great, the identity of the person in the photo has been investigated according to the face information, since this person is a teacher, it is easy to find out the identity." ”

As he spoke, he swept Xu Que and asked, "Did he mention in his diary why he committed the crime?" ”

"I didn't mention it specifically, it's just some trivial things in life."

Xu Que flipped through the paper and read: "The sun is good today, I took the bus to the river to fish, a man sat next to me, brushing Douyin, the content of Douyin seems to be very funny, but he brushed it over and over again, I can't help it, I want to ask him, is it funny?" ”

"I don't like this kind of person who wastes energy and time watching this kind of brainless short video, I would rather stand, but after standing up, two women are chatting in my ear."

"They were all talking about the prices of vegetables in the wet market, and this kind of boring content made me a little angry, but my sanity kept me humble, and thankfully, I endured it."

Then Xu Que flipped a few more pages, and it could be seen from between the lines of this cold and arrogant word that this person's temper was a little weird.

He is calm and modest on the outside, but there is a unique kind of right and wrong in his heart.

"In the morning, I didn't cook, I went downstairs for breakfast, and the boss was very talkative, chatting with me about the women passing by, and pointing at those women."

"I was amazed at how good he was, and I was angry, but I knew that he thought I liked to talk about it, and he did it to please me."

"So I forgave him, but his superficiality disgusted me."

"When I got home, I threw his breakfast in the trash and I cooked it myself......"

There are many similar crazy words, Xu Que quickly flipped through it, and finally saw how the murderer found those victims in the back.

In fact, his way of finding the victim is very simple.

That is, to first determine the target, and then start trying to get closer, to understand the victim's habits, every move, and so on......

Although Leng Aobai was sick, this illness did not affect his movements, and his face was very normal, so his actions outside did not attract the attention of others at all.

Soon, the siren sounded downstairs, and Captain Li Xiaomeng Zhang Fangzheng entered the house with a group of policemen.

Then the investigation of the evidence began.

It's a nest of criminals, and it's easy to find out the evidence of a criminal's crime.

Everyone in the room was busy, Fan Hu seemed tired, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his phone and sent messages to whom.

Xu Que glanced at it, and the avatar of chatting with Fan Hu was a woman.

"Your wife?" Xu Que asked.

"Hmm."

Speaking of his wife, Fan Hu's originally tired face was swept away.

"Yes, she said that she hadn't come to Huhai City to play for so long, and she happened to take advantage of her son's weekends to come over to play for two days." Fan Hu said.

"It's good."

Xu Que's tone was a little envious.

He is about the same age as Fan Hu, but his son can make soy sauce.

And he didn't even see his daughter-in-law, the only ones who liked him were Xiaozhen and Xiaoxue.

Well, it's all ghosts anyway.

Just as he was thinking about it, a hurried phone rang.

Fan Hu immediately rushed to the phone on the side of the bedside table, then answered the phone and pressed the speakerphone.

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