"It's not your fault alone, she has this disaster in her life, and she can't avoid it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info By the way, I asked Lu Wu to help find the ghost of Zhang Xiaoliang's mother and son. ”

"Really, I forgot about it." Song Xianxian's eyes lit up, "If you find it, you can quickly catch the murderer." ”

"Well, it's daytime, it's not good, I'm afraid it won't be fruitful until tomorrow."

"Well, it seems that we have to deal with the matter in front of us first." Song Xianzhang sighed helplessly.

After arriving at the Qingming community, Song Xianzhang quickly got out of the car and went straight to the floor where he had been in the morning. The door of Liang Han's house was open, and several neighbors were looking in around the door, gossiping from ear to ear, and there was a faint sound of whimpering crying from the door. Seeing that the police were coming, the people at the door hurriedly made a way.

There was no one in the living room, and a middle-aged woman sat at the bedroom door and cried. Song Xianzhang looked inside, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The girl, who was still bright and beautiful in the morning, had turned into several pieces of minced flesh at this time, her body was split from her lower body, split in two, and her two breasts and arms were cut off. The snow-white walls and bed sheets were splattered with blood, and on the table in the bedroom was a large basin with severed breasts sprinkled with various spices, and two arms side by side next to the basin, and a post-it note with a sentence written on it: There is nothing to entertain everyone, so I made a pot of cured meat, I hope you will like it.

The hairs on Song Charter's back stood up, and goosebumps got all over his body. What kind of person is this, who has such a great psychological endurance and kills people so cruelly, can he sleep at night?

Mo Yuan took someone in for an autopsy, even if there was a river of blood flowing all over the ground, she was still that calm and calm, and the other policemen couldn't help but rush out and vomit, after all, this kind of heavy scene is not something that everyone can bear.

Remove the post-it note and put it in the bag, and ask the assistant Xiao Yang to go back to check whether there are any fingerprints left, and by the way, see if it is the same as the tattooed handwriting on the corpse last night. The clean-up work was carried out in an orderly manner, and Song Xianzhang silently walked up to the woman who was crying at the door and squatted down.

"Eldest sister, you, mourn and change."

The woman raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen, her nose was full of tears, and she cried in a choked voice: "I am such a precious daughter, since I divorced, she has been dependent on me, but I didn't expect that now I am actually a white-haired person to a black-haired person." ”

"People can't be resurrected after death, you must hold on and see with your own eyes that we catch the murderer."

"Then I have to rely on you, my daughter died so miserably, she is still so young, how can they do it!" The woman's face was filled with grief and indignation.

"Don't worry, we'll do our best." Song Xianzhang assured.

Mo Yuan came over and reported to him: "The time of death of the deceased was about twelve o'clock at noon. ”

"Twelve? It was 12:30 a.m. for Liu and I to return to the city bureau, and there was a traffic jam of 20 minutes in the middle, and the journey took 15 minutes, so it was 11:55 when we left. ”

"It was probably in these five minutes that the deceased suffered an accident."

"Five minutes? How did I do it, because Liang Han said that he felt that someone was peeping, and I checked all corners of the room before I left, and I didn't find anyone, could it be that the murderer sneaked into the house and killed people within five minutes? Song Xianxian was puzzled, it seemed like something that could not be accomplished at all.

There is no sign of the main entrance of the house being pried open, apparently the murderer did not come in through the door, as for the window? The window on the balcony is open, but the distance between the bars above is very narrow, not to mention normal people, even children can't squeeze in, Song Xianzhang picked up the window and looked down, this is the sixth floor, besides, it's daytime, how did the murderer come in and kill people?

I couldn't think of the result, so I had to get up and call Liu Bi to ask about the situation over there.

"Hey, Team Song, what's the matter?"

"Did the man find out?"

"Not yet, we watched the footage several times, but we didn't find any suspicious people."

"Then copy the video back and study it."

"Yes."

After completing the clean-up and investigation, everyone went back to the city bureau to discuss the case. Photographs of several dead people were pasted on a blackboard, next to their biographies and family ties.

"Let's take a closer look at whether there is any other connection between the three deceased, I always feel that the murderer is not a simple murderer, but obviously with a vengeance." Song Charter Analysis.

"But I don't see any other connection!" Liu seemed to be puzzled and said that he had been talking about these people dozens of times and still hadn't come up with any connection.

"Since there is no connection on the surface, let's deduce the relationship between the characters from a further time." Mo Yuan proposed.

"What do you mean?"

"Since he is here to take revenge, why did this murderer choose this time period?"

"There are two possibilities, either the murderer was too young back then and is capable now, or the murderer was capable back then, but he didn't want to simply retaliate."

"That's right, both possibilities are based on the premise of time, indicating that it is likely to be the grudge of the previous generation."

"Liu Yan, you go and check all the previous files and information of Zhang Xiaoliang's parents and Liang Han's parents."

"Got it." Liu seemed to receive the order to go out.

Song Xianzhang asked everyone to go back to work first, and he and Mo Yuan studied the surveillance video in front of the computer. The flow of people in the bar is large and miscellaneous, and there are no clues at all, so you can only start from the community monitoring.

The video regressed, and it was the residents who came and went, and the information they got back could be matched, and suddenly a figure who entered the community at one o'clock in the morning attracted the attention of the two.

Dressed in black, the black wide-brimmed hat covers most of the face, only from the figure can you guess that it is a man, press the alarm bell, a security guard sleepily walked out, the man took out the resident card and entered the community smoothly.

Song Xianzhang pressed the pause button, and the picture was frozen at the moment when the man entered.

"Is this man also a resident of the community? How is it a little strange. ”

"If you have a resident card, it should be, call to confirm!"

When they extracted the surveillance, in order to facilitate the inquiry, they left the phone number of the community security guard.

"Hello, I'm from the city bureau."

"Oh, it's a comrade policeman! Can I help you? ”

"Who's on duty last night?"

"That's me!"

"Then do you remember that a man in black entered the neighborhood in the early hours of the morning?"

"This one! Don't say I really remember it very well, because it was too late, and he was dressed in black, which was easy to notice. ”