took the juice and took advantage of the fact that he had not yet sat down, Minghui deliberately pretended to look at a painting on the wall and stood at the door.

Bang bang bang - bang bang -

A regular knock sounded at the door.

Without waiting for the man to react, Minghui opened the door as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Refrigerator!"

Seeing Wu Cuo, who rushed in first, Minghui shouted, put the juice in his hand on the sofa table sideways, and subdued the man with a backhand.

Xiaobai quickly followed, held down the man from the other side, and shouted loudly: "Get down!" Hold your head in your hands! Fast! Get down! ”

The man was stunned by this electric scene and fell down mechanically.

Wu Cuo had already run to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator door.

Wu Cuo has seen countless terrible murder scenes in his life, and he is very sure of the horror in front of him, and he can rank in the top five.

This horror does not come from the cruelty of dismemberment – which, of course, is also an important element of terror – but from the cleanliness of the refrigerator.

It was a neatness that was colder and harder than cruelty.

Seven human heads are wrapped in plastic wrap, and the freezer drawer in the middle layer of the refrigerator is stuffed to the brim, reminiscent of the scene of tourist attractions one after another during the National Day holiday.

The freezer preserves the appearance of the deceased very well, and it can be said that their expressions are lifelike.

Some are frightened, some are peaceful, some are desperate.

Wu Cuo took a cursory look, and one of the faces was not Zhang Xiaoqiu.

She frowned, as if she was still thinking about something profound in the last moments of her life.

Wu mistakenly dialed Xu Xinger's mobile phone. "Section Chief Xu, a major murder, seven lives."

His voice was cold, and he needed to wrap himself in this coldness, temporarily refrigerating the emotions in his heart, so that he would not be knocked down by the picture in front of him.

On the bottom floor, there is a larger refrigerated drawer with crisper boxes neatly stacked.

Wu Cuo took out a few boxes and found that they were full of minced meat. I just don't know what kind of meat this stuffing is.

After taking a few more boxes out, Wu found a crisper with different contents.

Through the frost on the box, I vaguely saw a few long strips of meat, and when I opened the crisper box, it was all fingers!

I counted them, and there were 7 in total, which was the same number as the number of heads.

If you look at the finger shape, it should all be the left ring finger.

Two of them also wore rings on their fingers, a gold ring and a diamond ring—Wu couldn't tell the authenticity of the diamond ring.

There is also a harvest in the refrigerator at the top of the refrigerator.

The pots of the two rice cookers are placed in the middle position, one of which is full of porridge with meat, and the other pot is only half left.

There is also a crisper box, which seems to have been brought up from the bottom and thawed for slow use.

Rao has been a police officer for nearly a year, and he has seen many murder scenes, and he still can't help but want to vomit at this moment.

He covered his mouth and rushed out of the door, his expression was painful, and he almost collided with Yan Ruyu, who was the last to enter the house.

Although Yan Ruyu was the last to enter the house, she understood everything in the house.

As soon as he entered the room, he first picked up the cup that Minghui had placed on the table next to the coffee table. Pour all the drinks in the cup into the bag and seal the mouth of the bag.

Minghui said "wardrobe".

Yan Ruyu walked into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe door, and quickly lifted out the storage box in the wardrobe.

The surprise trial was swiftly launched.

Several people surrounded the man, first forming a sense of oppression, Wu Cuo said sternly: "Name?!" ”

The man seems to have not recovered from his stunned moments, or perhaps his heart is as dead as he realizes that his time of death is near.

After three seconds, he replied weakly, "Li Zhong." ”

Yan Ruyu secretly raised her eyebrows, this was probably one of Wu Cuo's rare chances to bet on him, it was a pity.

"Career?!" Wu Cuo needs to confirm as soon as possible whether he is a peer.

If it is really a peer, and there is a serial killer in the police, then the nature and impact of the case are completely different.

Fortunately, he replied, "Unemployed." ”

Wu Cuo pointed at Minghui and said, "Why did you lie to her?" What did you tell her? Why do you say you're a police officer? ”

"I want her to trust."

The big stone fell to the ground in everyone's hearts.

Wu Cuo pointed to the refrigerator again and said, "How did they die?!" ”

"I ...... Killed. ”

"Again, who killed it?"

"Me."

"You're alone? Is there a helper? ”

"No, it's just me."

"What did you kill with that? Yes? ”

The man was silent, and Wu Cuo raised his voice and asked again.

"Not necessarily, depending on how they want to die, some strangle, some drown, and some cut their wrists." This seemed to remind the man, and there was a glimmer of glint in his eyes, and he quickly defended: "I didn't kill it!" They are going to die themselves! ”

Xiaobai added strength to his hands to prevent the man from breaking free from the ground.

"When was the first time you did it?!" Wu Cuo continued to ask.

"It's been a few years...... I forgot. ”

"What's going on with the minced meat in the fridge?"

"That's them."

"Who chopped the minced meat?"

"Me."

"What are you chopping stuffing for?"

Everyone present was fully prepared that if the man really said the word "eat", they should treat it professionally no matter what, and they must not spit it out on the spot.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the man said "feed the dog".

"What dog?"

"Stray dogs outside?"

Wu Cuo suddenly realized and asked, "Is it the meat porridge in the refrigerator?" ”

"Yes."

"Why feed the dogs?"

"Isn't it meaningful to be able to contribute to other lives even if you die? They...... I guess I would. ”

Wu Cuo glared at him with disdain. It is hard to imagine that a murderer should open his mouth to talk to people about the contribution and meaning of life.

Wu Cuo asked again: "Why did you leave the head and ring finger?" ”

"When you are alive, you are wronged, and when you die, you should at least have a head and a face, no one remembers them, it doesn't matter, I remember...... I can't die, I'm dead, who remembers them......"

Crazy!

Wu Cuo asked again, and he couldn't answer the question well, just emphasizing how important he was, and he must not die. The car talked back and forth.

Wu Cuo knew that he couldn't ask anything for a while, so he said to Minghui: "You and Xiaobai will take him back first." ”

"No problem."

Yan Ruyu hurriedly followed out the door and asked, "I'll go with you." ”

On the return trip.

Yan Ruyu drove, Qin Shouru sat in the co-pilot's seat, Minghui and Xiaobai sat in the back seat, escorting the suspect Li Zhong.

According to the regulations, Qin Shouru was not allowed to enter the scene, and he had been waiting in the car.

At this moment, when I saw that someone had been arrested, and I saw that several people had bad faces, I had an ominous premonition in my heart, and said tremblingly: "You guys...... Found her? ”

"Found it." Yan Ruyu nodded, "Your guess is correct, she was killed at a young age." ”

……

After Wu Cuo finished surveying the scene, Xu Xinger transported the human head and meat filling away, and Jin Ziduo also checked and copied the data in the suspect's computer, and the sky was already dark.

Qin Shouru couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

If he had been bold 4 years ago and told her earlier that it was he who silently atoned for his sins behind the screen, or asked more questions when she revealed that she had gone to meet someone, would the outcome of the matter be very different?

As if the yarn floating through the fingertips, I grabbed it at random, but I couldn't catch it, and when it was blown away by the wind, I found that it was woven with gold thread, which was priceless, and I regretted it, why not catch it carefully and attentively.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

Li Zhong's serial murder has been conclusively proven. Wu Cuo handed over the case file to Minghui, and the follow-up interrogation and closure of the case were also exercises for Minghui and Xiaobai.

Wu Cuo's mind has been occupied by another thing:

Why did the Zhang family hold a fake funeral? Why is there no accountability for the murder of his daughter and sister? And what are they hiding?