Chapter VI: The Scene of the Murder

I was silent for a few moments before I spoke.

"It was really dark that night, and the murderer was supposed to be a man, of medium height and thin physique." I told him all I could remember, the dream I had that night was very short, and from the moment I became conscious, I was already lying on the ground in front of the entrance door, and the blood from the cut wound on my head was stained with my eyes, and in the dim vision, I only saw the murderer standing up from the fish tank, and I don't know what he had taken and put in his clothes.

As he was about to leave, the victim stopped breathing and I woke up from my dream.

I saw this case in the news later, and the images from the scene brought back memories, otherwise I don't know whose death I experienced.

Lu Lingyun lit a cigarette in a deep voice, and his eyebrows were tightly knit and sorrow hung on his face.

I sighed helplessly and continued walking after him.

The cool breeze of midnight blows through the clothes, the cold winter in the north is approaching, and white crystals slowly fall from the sky.

Snowing?

I stopped and looked up at the dark night sky, countless small snowflakes hitting my cheeks.

"Brother Lu... Why don't you take me to the scene tomorrow, and maybe you'll find something. "I speak in a very small voice, and if he can hear me, he will continue to try to help him, and if he can't hear it, it will be providential.

Lu Lingyun took a few more steps forward, and I guess he didn't pay attention to what I just said.

Later, he hired a car for me and paid for it, so that I could go back to the Internet café quickly.

Maybe I felt sleepy because I had drunk alcohol, and I lay in the sofa chair at the door of the Internet café and squinted for half a night.

If you live in an Internet café for a long time, you will find its benefits, no matter how cold it is outside, it will not be cold here, dozens of computers are turned on at the same time, and you will feel hot without blowing a cool breeze.

"Xiaoyan... Xiaoyan wake up..." I felt my body shake in my deep sleep, and I opened my eyes in pain to see a face in front of me.

I tried to focus and finally got a good look at the man.

"Brother Lu? You... How did you get here? ”

"Didn't you tell me you were going to the scene last night? I'm here to pick you up. ”

"Ah~~~" I sat up abruptly and raised my hand to pinch my forehead, trying to make myself more conscious.

I seem to have said something like that, but I was still a little drunk at the time, so I forgot about it for a while.

"Wait a minute, I'll wash my face."

Lu Lingyun looked at me and nodded.

Then I followed him out of the Internet café and saw a black off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road, Lu Lingyun helped me open the co-pilot's door, and I jumped on it.

"Fasten your seatbelts." He sat in the driver's seat and reminded.

I hurriedly pulled out my seat belt and casually asked him, "How do you know I'm at this Internet café?" ”

"I asked Uncle Liang at noon yesterday."

"Oh." I said as I pressed my hand against my stomach, and a sharp pain forced me to clench the crown of my teeth.

I vomited too much last night, and I didn't eat anything in the morning, and I had an old problem with stomach pain.

Lu Lingyun took advantage of the intersection to wait for the red light, reached out to the back seat with one hand, and quickly took out an unopened bread and stuffed it on me.

"Eat something, don't go hungry."

I said thank you.

The car quickly drove to the vicinity of the relocation building in Ping'an District, a government-planned relocation community that was only put into use at the beginning of the year, and residents of two nearby villages are said to have moved in.

I looked out the window at the high-rise house and thought of my hometown, and I didn't know if I would be able to live in such a house at any time.

The car stopped steadily, Lu Lingyun took out two pairs of white gloves from the storage box in front of me, and told me not to move things when I entered the scene, and to tell him in time if there was any situation.

I quietly followed him to the elevator to the scene of the crime, which was the first time I experienced the fusion of dream and reality in person.

A dark iron door was prominently plastered with warning signs, and the smell of blood still seemed to linger in the air.

I didn't feel nervous, but my heart was beating so hard that the hairs on the back of my hands stood on end.

I scolded myself in my heart: Yancheng! It's a bit of a show, didn't you say you were coming? Now that people bring you over, you have to show some backbone.

Lu Lingyun, who was opening the door, didn't notice my abnormality, and as the iron door slowly opened, I saw the scene in the room.

The white tile floor is taped to the shape of the victim when he died, and there are warning signs next to the bloodstains marking the order, and the huge living room in the entrance remains neat and tidy as it was a month ago, with cartoon pillows on the sofa and glass glasses on the coffee table, as if the owner of the room has never left.

I raised my hand to cover my mouth in an attempt to ease my emotions.

"Are you alright?" Lu Lingyun looked back and realized that something was wrong with me, and asked with concern.

"No... It's fine, it's just my first time in a place like this and it's a little uncomfortable. ”

He nodded and said in a low voice, "Yes, that's why we have to find the murderer faster and give the deceased an explanation." ”

I closed my eyes and calmed my mind, looking at the tape on the floor in front of the door and asking him.

"Who's dying here?"

"It's the hostess, named Luo Yan, 37 years old, she is the last victim, when the murderer sneaked into the house and entered the north bedroom first, where lived two old people, the parents of the male owner Wu Zhigang. The killer used a short-handled axe and slashed the two old men before they could wake up. Lu Lingyun said and walked to the master bedroom on the south side, stood at the door and looked at the messy bedding on the bed, and continued: "The murderer then came to this room and hacked Wu Zhigang, who was still asleep, to death, Luo Yan woke up, the murderer's axe fell on her neck, although it did not become a fatal injury, but she lost the ability to call for help, Luo Yan covered the wound and ran to the entrance door, and in the process, the murderer hit the head again from behind, and finally fell there. Lu Lingyun recounted the incident.

When all four members of a family are killed, what kind of hatred can turn people into devils?

I don't understand, but I'd like to ask if I have the chance.

I squatted down and slowly lay on the ground, exactly the same as when Luo Yan died, Lu Lingyun glared at me in surprise and shouted, "What are you doing?" ”

"Shh~~ I might be able to think of some clues when I look at it this way."

The location of the fish tank is the same as what I saw in my dream, and the height of the murderer in my memory is about 20 centimeters more than the fish tank, which is 1.75 meters.

"He is 1.75 meters tall and walks slightly to the left." I tried my best to recall the scenes in my dreams, hoping to see the murderer's characteristics through Luo Yan's eyes before she died.

Lu Lingyun hurriedly took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote it down, I think that's all I can help him.

I got up from the ground and straightened my clothes, and prepared to leave with him, but I don't know if it was my curiosity or something, but I actually said some questions in my heart.

"Brother Lu, I remember that there was a power outage that night, right?"

"Yes, the Electricity Bureau has notified this community three days ago, so the murderer should have taken advantage of the power outage to carry out the crime."

"Did he go down the stairwell, then?"

Lu Lingyun nodded, patted my shoulder with one hand, and said with relief: "I didn't expect Xiao Yan to be quite detective, you are right, it is true that he escaped from the stairwell, we found a blood-stained raincoat and shoe cover crime tool on the fourth floor, and there are no other clues." ”