Chapter 1: Hyering Homicides

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"It's time, can you hurry?"

"I spent the money, and it wasn't so easy to send me away!"

The man pressed the woman's back, and the brutal attack made the woman's forehead ooze cold sweat, and she held on to the headboard of the bed and the old wooden bed in pain, squeaking and disturbing people. It took more than twenty minutes for the man to let out a long sigh of satisfaction, fell aside, and flicked the woman's burgundy wig, and under the wig, a delicate face showed a painful and forbearant expression, and quickly dressed and left.

There was the sound of the old-fashioned wooden door banging in the living room, and the man did not get up to lock the door, but looked back at the stormy waves just now, glanced at the door that had just been closed, closed his eyes and lay down.

The wooden door opened silently, and a figure flashed in. While the man was still immersed in fantasy, a sharp dagger was pressed against his throat.

The cold light flashed, the knife fell in his hand, and the man threw himself into a pool of Yin Hong's blood. A hand stretched out from behind his back, lifting the heavy corpse, and in the dim light, the man's face turned into a woman's pure and beautiful face, like a hibiscus out of the water! It's her?

"Dragons, Dragons, Dragons Acting Captain!"

Leaning back in the chair, Long Ze was awakened by his colleague from the dream demon, and sat up suddenly, the black cap covering his face fell to the ground, and a dense layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Recently, I have been studying the unsolved cases left by my master before I was hospitalized every day, and I often dream of the picture of my own conjecture and the scene of the victim lying in a pool of blood, and my cool eyebrows and eyes are slightly frowned, why do I dream of her every time I have such a terrifying dream? The girl he met four years ago mysteriously disappeared, and he once wondered if he was hallucinating, she never appeared at all?

After a moment of embarrassment, he muttered a sentence pretending to be fine.

"How many times have you said don't pat me on the shoulder when you call me!"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Dragons, the takeout has arrived!"

Long Zebai glanced at the police officer Zhao Xiaobing behind him, he was a new graduate, he had no work experience, and the team generally only assigned him to do chores, looking at the big bag of takeaway he was carrying, and then listening to his gurgling stomach, he remembered that lunch time had passed. For an inconspicuous bicycle theft case, I squatted for a few days without black and white, and found nothing.

"Ordered takeout?"

"Yes, people are too busy to send it, let's eat it while it's hot!"

Zhao Xiaobing distributed the takeaway boxes to everyone, and squatted for a few days to arrest the habitual car thieves around the community, and everyone was listless even with sleepiness. Long Ze took the lunch box and opened it, there were a few pieces of burnt braised pork, a few celery, and a chicken thigh, and he didn't have much appetite when he looked at it.

"Team Dragon, we are the Criminal Investigation Department, let us squat all day to catch car thieves, is it overkill?"

The fat boy who was lying on the desk snoring and eating shouted indistinctly, Long Ze frowned, he had just taken over the position of the captain of the criminal investigation team, uh, of course, there were two words acting in front. The old captain was admitted to the hospital with a sudden lung disease, and the criminal investigation team could not be left without a leader, so the police department specially appointed him as the acting captain.

The agent is the agent, and he is also the captain. Long Ze sandwiched a piece of braised pork and smelled weird, like human flesh, which was disgusting.

"No matter how big or small, as long as it's a case, we have no responsibility for it!"

"It's a good sentence, Acting Captain Long, the meat you just ate is very similar to the evidence of the case I just got back!"

He Weiqi, who was tall and tall at the door of the office, wearing a public security uniform, walked up to Long Ze, opened the file bag in his hand, and took out a stack of photos and threw them in front of him. The crimson pieces of meat scattered all over the place in the photo are soaked in a pool of dark black blood, and the photo specially gives a close-up, the boxy pork belly dipped in blood looks like the braised pork in the lunch box in Long Ze's hand!

There was a churn in my stomach and I almost threw up. The others also gathered around, and then glanced at the meat in their lunch box, faintly nauseated, and threw away the lunch box one after another. Long Ze put down the lunch box, drank saliva to suppress the food in his stomach from being spit out, and reached out to pinch the photo to observe it carefully.

A few pieces of pork belly were scattered in a pool of blood on the floor, and it looked like the blood had dried up....

He flipped through the next few photos, "A naked male corpse, face down in a pounce shape, no scars on the back, a large pool of blood on the ground spread, it should have been attacked head-on, and then fell to the ground and died!" The room is messy, the wallet and clothes have been turned over, and there is a take-out lunch box on the coffee table, the deceased should have ordered take-out before his death!"

Long Ze looked at the photo carefully, and casually handed the photo to He Weiqi, who looked disdainful, He Weiqi took the photo and slapped it gently.

Long Ze picked up another photo, pointed to the photo and continued: "Judging from the photo, the deceased should be single, there are no traces of female products in the house, the bedding in the bedroom is messy, the deceased is not wearing clothes, and he should have just come out of the bed before he died!"

"The observation is very careful, and the analysis is good, but a discerning person can see these clues from the photos at a glance, so Team Dragon, your analysis is nothing more than that!"

Long Ze clearly saw a provocative taste in He Weiqi's eyes, He Weiqi came to the police station earlier than himself, and he was also an old man, and he was dissatisfied with his style of being a big young master on weekdays.

Long Ze sneered and didn't bother with him, picked up the file bag, and pulled out a few more files from it.

"Isn't this a recent burglary homicide?"

"Yes, I just came back from the director, the first indoor homicide case was originally in charge of the police station in the jurisdiction, the old captain was hospitalized just after taking over, and a second case happened one after another, the traces and methods of the scene are extremely similar, so what the director means, this case is handed over to our criminal investigation team!"

After listening to He Weiqi's words, Long Ze still had a calm face, and the wind was light, but he remembered in his heart that the male deceased in the dream had the face of his favorite girl, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Opened the first indoor homicide case file, the deceased was male, 35 years old single, died of a stab wound to the chest with a sharp weapon, the time of death was about eight o'clock in the evening, no murder weapon was found at the scene, the deceased was naked before death, wearing only a pair of underwear, the room was turned over, no footprints and fingerprints were left at the scene, the preliminary judgment was burglary, and then for some reason, the case evolved into robbery and homicide.

The second case is similar, the deceased is also a male, 28-year-old unmarried, stabbed to death with a sharp weapon, naked before death, the scene is messy, there are traces of being turned over, after investigation, the deceased's wallet and home have not found cash and other property, the time of death is between 7:30 and 8:10 p.m., and there are no fingerprints and footprints left at the scene.

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