When he saw Zhao Mo sitting next to Wang Yu, he nodded at her, after all, Zhao Mo is now considered 'his own person'.

"Let's sort out the clues we have first, there are a total of twelve corpses, all of them beautiful young women. It was found twice on different shores, both of which were red. Bare. The upper body is cut off, and the tail is sewn on. On both occasions, the six victims were tied to their wrists through the palm of their right hand with red ropes, apparently to prevent them from being swept away by the sea, but it could have been for other reasons. It has been found that the cuts and stitches on the bodies of the victims in both cases were not made by one person, and we have reasonable suspicions that there is more than one murderer. And most of the victims have photos of them wearing mermaid clothes, and they are circulated on the 'mermaid website', and our clues are only this website and Song Qingyun, but Song Qingyun's mouth is very tight, so the 'mermaid website' has become our only clue. ”

After speaking, the team looked at everyone. "Is there anything else you can add?"

Sharply closed his eyes, reviewed the clues that the team had just said, peeled off the cocoon, and then the team said; "There are three possibilities in this case, first, that the first murderer was clearly a perfectionist, and that the second group of victims obviously would not have been 'made' by a perfectionist. Therefore, it is very likely that it is a 'gang crime', the murderer is more than one or two people, it is very likely that it is a small team, division of labor, 'production' of different levels of 'works', or collection, or challenge, or even for ...... Sell. ”

"Sell, sell? That's too perverted, isn't it? Zhou Xiaopeng simply felt incredible.

Wang Yu put his arm around Zhou Xiaopeng's shoulders and said in his ear: "In this world, there are many people with these special habits, and in the 19th century, there was a necrophile killer Nelson who shocked the world in country Y. ”

"The second possibility is 'imitation crime'." He continued.

"What is 'copywriting'?" This time it was Liu Xin who spoke out.

"That is to say, one of these two murderers is imitating the other's killing patterns, methods, or in order to create the same 'work' as the other person. Just like the famous 'April 7 case' in my country, the murderer in this case is the 'Whitechapel Murder Case' imitating 'Jack the Ripper' and the famous 'Black Dahlia Murder Case'. Perhaps because of the two cases, one murderer was extremely cruel, and the other is still an unsolved case, so the idea of the murderer in the 'April 7 case' 'imitating the crime' was aroused. And our case is very likely to be a 'copycat crime'. ”

Zhao Mo was terrified when she listened to it, her hair stood up, and Wang Yu next to her felt her fear, so he held her curled hand. There were bursts of warmth in his hands, and Zhao Mo didn't seem to feel so terrible in his heart.

"The last type is a combination of 'group crime' and 'imitation crime'."

"In other words, these two cases are both a division of labor and cooperation between two gangs, and a parody comparison between two murderers?" Liu Mo asked.

He bowed his head and was silent for a while, then raised his head, looked at everyone with a firm look, and said word by word: "Yes, and besides, I am more inclined to the last reasoning!" ”

"No matter which one it is, it's tricky......" Zhou Xiaopeng loosened his head and muttered listlessly.

Seeing that the big guys were a little wilted, the square team stretched out their index fingers and knocked on the table three times. Then he said loudly: "Okay, don't be discouraged, at least we don't have nothing to gain now." ”

"Unfortunately, I still can't draw a portrait of the suspect." He rubbed his temples helplessly.

"You're already great." The team raised his hand and patted Lisheng's shoulder as if comfortingly, looked around the crowd again, and then said, "You are all great, but the prisoners are too cunning. The children work hard, and I believe that we will catch the murderer. ”

......

After coming out of the bureau, everyone went back to their respective homes.

Zhao Mo and Wang Yu were speechless all the way, looking at the neon lights, the two of them were worried.

Zhao Mo thought about Yu Manman in his heart, the three of them went to school and played together back then, but now they ...... As soon as she thought of Manman falling into the hands of that kind of person, her heart was filled with mixed feelings and grief and indignation.

How helpless and frightened Manman should have been at that time, not only Manman, but also the dozen or so girls, or even more, she couldn't imagine what kind of person would do such a hurtful thing.

But Wang Yu was full of regret in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring Zhao Mo into this serial murder case. He didn't dare to imagine what he would do if Zhao Mo had an accident? He regretted it, regretted bringing Zhao Mo into this dangerous world. He thought of Zhao Mo, who was once carefree, he was very scared, as long as the man in black was not found for a day, his heart would not be stable for a second.

When they got home, it was already dark.

Zhao Mo entered the door of the house, and was just about to reach out to turn on the light, Wang Yu grabbed Zhao Mo, hugged her from behind, and held her tightly in his arms, for fear that she would disappear.

"Wang, Wang Yu?"

"Don't move." As soon as Zhao Mo was about to struggle out, he heard Wang Yu's sullen voice.

"You...... What's wrong? She wondered.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that something happens if you don't have something by my side?" Immediately, Zhao Mo heard Wang Yu muttering quietly. "I really want to put you in my pocket."

Zhao Mo suddenly cried and laughed, and thought, 'It's rare to see Wang Yu's childlike appearance, let's let him hug him for a while.' ’

And at this time, the other end of the city.

The dark and decaying basement was filled with the crying of girls.

"Please, please let me go......"

"Heh~ You should feel lucky."

"No, don't, don't, please......"

Looking closely, the girl was lying on the 'operating table', her hands and feet were tied with iron chains, and the whole person formed a 'big' shape.

At this time, she could only cry helplessly, begging for mercy, she didn't know what she had done wrong, and she should be treated like this. All she knew was that she was going to die, and she knew that the man was going to 'operate' on her, an 'operation' without anesthetic.

"Ahh No! No... Beg...... Yes! Beg... You...... Put...... Over ......" The girl's screams grew louder and louder until they slowly faded away.

"Even if you don't have anesthetic, you can find the perfect cutting point, which is a real operation......

The knife in the man's hand was still bleeding from the girl's blood. He smiled and looked at the girl Chi. Bare. The body, under the snow-white waist, flowed with red blood, and the bloody stomach in the girl's stomach was thrown aside in disgust, and it was bright red everywhere.

And he, elegantly holding the knife to his mouth, slowly but gently licked the blood off the knife.

Then, he picked up the needle and thread unhurriedly, as if he was sewing something. It seemed that he was in a good mood, humming a tune, so happy that he even danced, starting from his feet, and slowly, he even took a needle and thread, and danced directly......