After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

"Who's that guy?"

After Hu Yi finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the room, and I slowly opened my mouth and broke the silence.

"I don't know!" Hu Yi said expressionlessly.

"The other party has helped you so much, will you not know?" A police officer interjected.

"I asked, but he didn't say!" Hu Yi lowered his head and said.

Having said that, we know that no matter how much we ask, we can only bring people back to the bureau for interrogation slowly.

There are a lot of things that need to be investigated, people have left traces and geese have left sounds, as long as the two have been in contact, they can always find clues.

At three o'clock in the morning, I yawned, and basically checked the situation about Hu Yi.

Just like Hu Yi said. His daughter-in-law and son were terminally ill one after another, and during that time, Hu Yi thought of dying.

His plan was very simple, after the death of his wife and son, he committed suicide.

No one expected that the mysterious man would appear. He saved Hu Yi's daughter-in-law and children and made them immortal, in exchange for Hu Yi's service.

Saying that he is not dead is actually a bit of a lie, Hu Yi's wife and son have already died, and they have been refined into wax people who are not ghosts or ghosts.

As for who that person is. We saw the man's face in the surveillance, and it was a very ordinary face, mixed in with the crowd, and it didn't attract any attention.

After taking out the photos and comparing them with the faces in the database, I found a few matches, but after verification, they were eliminated one by one.

That is, the person is most likely a wax man.

At this point, the trail was interrupted.

Unless the other party appears to kill again, otherwise, there is no clue, and the only thing to do is to wait.

When I got back to the store, it was already dawn.

Long Po hasn't left yet, she and Chen Xi are getting along well, but they don't have a good face for me, I thought about it and told me what happened in the past few days.

"Got it!"

Long Po's reaction was faint, and she turned her head and muttered to Chen Xi after replying to me, I don't know what to say.

I got used to it, and I didn't care, so I went back and went back to the house to make up for sleep.

For the next few days, the calm was unusual, the man did not come out, and no one died.

Di Gang chose to seal the file and put the case aside for the time being.

I'd like to look it up, but I don't know where to start.

In the blink of an eye, the New Year is over.

I don't have any concept of the New Year, but I think there are more people on the street, and the festive taste is stronger.

In previous years, I would go back to my hometown and spend it with my grandmother, but now that my grandmother is nowhere to be found, and there is such a big bureau, I will not go back to my hometown, and I will stay in the store with Chen Xi.

To my surprise, Long Po still didn't leave, she accompanied us for the New Year.

Vigil, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Firecrackers, and the smell of gunpowder in the air, the year has passed.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second day of the Lunar New Year, and I started to draw talismans after breakfast as usual, and as soon as I drew two sheets, the door was pushed open, it was Di Gang.

Di Gang's face was very bad, and the yin seemed to be dripping.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as I saw his expression, I knew something must have happened.

"Last night, someone committed suicide!" Di Gang said in a muffled voice.

"Suicide?"

I looked at Di Gang suspiciously, I just committed suicide, Di Gang won't come to me.

"Look at it!"

Di Gang took out a file bag from his coat pocket and threw it on the counter.

I hesitated, picked up the file bag, and opened it.

The first thing that comes to mind is several high-impact, bloody photographs of an iron table in an environment resembling a bathroom, with a man sitting in front of it, eating meat with his head down.

The iron table was covered with blood mist, and the white tiled floor was also covered in blood.

These are not the point. The point is that there is another iron hook behind the man's back against the wall, and a corpse hangs from the hook.

In the second photo, the man from before is still sitting at an iron table, facing the camera, with an emotion called madness written in his eyes.

Besides. The most striking thing is that the man is holding a razor blade in his hand, which is horizontal on his wrist.

In the third photo, the man has a big smile on his face and his wrist is flat on the table. The table was a puddle of blood.

After looking at the three photos, I continued to the back.

What followed was a written document that briefly described everything about the man.

The man's name is Zeng Zhuoyi, thirty-six, unemployed.

The photo was taken in the basement of his home. The man hanging on the hook was killed by him, and on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, he posted a suicide live post on the local post bar.

The three photos above were posted by him during the live broadcast.

"Who's the body on the hook?"

After a few brief glances, I looked up and asked.

"A psychopath!"

Di Gang thought for a moment. A strange adjective is given.

"Psychotic?" I looked at Di Gang in confusion.

"His name is Wang Qiang, a psychopath, although he was killed by Zeng Zhuo, but he took the initiative to ask for Zeng Zhuo to kill!" Di Gang thought for a while and said.

"Is there any evidence?" I asked.

"Yes!" Di Gang nodded. Take out your phone and bring up a video to show me.

clicked on the video, and there were two smiling faces in the camera, one was Zeng Zhuoyi and the other was Wang Qiang.

The video content is simple. Wang Qiang took the initiative to ask Zeng Zhuoyi to kill him and eat him.

Zeng Zhuoyi agreed to this request and recorded this video just to prove that it was not Zeng Zhuoyi who wanted to kill him. It was he who begged to kill.

In addition, Zeng Zhuoyi also made an explanation, saying that after he killed Wang Qiang, he would commit suicide after eating him.

After watching this video, even though I'm used to seeing all kinds of weird things. I was used to seeing blood, and I also felt a chill on my body.

These two people are out-and-out madmen.

These two people faithfully fulfilled their promises, after Zeng Zhuoyi killed Wang Qiang, he dug out his heart and ate it, and then committed suicide by cutting his wrists, and broadcast live on Tieba.

"When Zeng Zhuoyi was live broadcasting, someone found out that the police had been called, and the person was already dead when we arrived!" Di Gang pulled out a cigarette. Ignited it and took a puff.

"Brother Di, you came to me, is there something wrong with the corpse?" I asked.

It stands to reason that if there are no special circumstances, this case can only be characterized as suicide. Regardless of how perverted these two people are, the facts of the case are actually very simple.

"Yes and no!" Di Gang frowned, thought for a while and said, "I feel something is wrong in that basement, and I can't find anything wrong. I want you and me to check it out! ”

"Okay!" I didn't hesitate and agreed.

Zeng Zhuo's family is not short of money, he has five houses under his name, four for rent and one for self-occupation. The basement is the one you live in.

Although he is in his thirties, Zeng Zhuoyi is currently single, he has been married once before, but he is divorced, and his children have been with her daughter-in-law.

Zeng Zhuoyi's house was demolished, and he was considered to be the group of people who got rich because of the demolition.

Zeng Zhuoyi's self-occupied house is on the first floor, and the basement is self-built.

The area of the first floor is about 100 square meters, three bedrooms and one living room, the layout is very simple, the location of the basement is very peculiar, and the entrance is in a bedroom.

The floor is paved with wooden planks, which can be lifted, and a wooden ladder is lifted, and after following the wooden ladder, there is a basement.

The basement is built boxy. Whether it's overhead, on the ground, or on the side walls, all of them are covered with white tiles.

In the middle of the basement sat the familiar iron table, dirty and covered in blood.

The side against the wall. There was an iron hook hanging from it, some of which looked like a dead pig hanging from a butcher's shop.

"This is not the right place!"

Di Gang walked straight to the iron hook at this time and pointed to a bloody stain in the corner of the wall.

I withdrew my gaze and walked towards Di Gang.

Di Gang was referring to a stain in the corner of the wall, the stain was black and red, and it could be seen that this stain was not formed in a day or two.

I crouched down and tentatively touched it, and a biting chill ran through my fingers.

"Grass!"

I subconsciously withdrew my hand and took two steps back.

"Xiaobei, are you okay?" Di Gang asked worriedly.

"It's fine!"

I shook my head, stared at the stain for a while, took the black skin from my bosom, walked over and crouched down, and scraped the stain down little by little with the blade of my knife.

The stain was quickly scraped off, revealing the original wall.

The walls are milky white and look very clean.

I didn't move, staring at the stained area.

As I watched, the otherwise smooth wall was abnormal, and a spot of blood the size of a grain of rice appeared.

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