Chapter 19: The Game Begins
Mo Zitong smiled and nodded, and agreed. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because he knows that if he doesn't agree to Mu Sen and doesn't let him completely put his mind at ease, I'm afraid he won't agree.
At this time, Mu Sen picked up the probe, stood up and walked to the window, then looked out the window and said with some coldness: "Zi Di, are you ready?" Once the game starts, it can't be stopped. Until, until we catch him! ”
Mo Ziqi chuckled and replied, "As long as you can get out of the haze and cheer up again." Where will I be unprepared. ”
Mu Sen nodded slightly, and the hand that was holding the monitoring probe tightened tighter and tighter. The chase, he thought, had officially begun. Inexplicably, a little angry, but still a little excited.
Early the next morning, Mu Sen and Mo Ziqi set off early. When they came to Central Park, there weren't many people here.
Originally, Mu Sen wanted to take advantage of the night to come and take a look, and gamble to see if he could bump into L. But after discussion between the two, the idea was finally abandoned. Because since L dared to inform Mu Sen a day in advance, it was impossible for him to come to Central Park in the middle of the night. Could it be that he will wait for Mu Sen to call the police?
No way. With l's IQ, this is simply not something that can happen. He must have prepared everything a long time ago, and finally just waited for Mu Sen to go.
Another reason is that Moussen thinks it would be better to follow the "rules" in this first encounter. In case L has been hiding in the dark to observe, a slightly reckless move by Na Musen will kill a young girl. Therefore, Mu Sen finally decided to follow the rules and find out what kind of way this l is.
When Mu Sen and Mo Ziqi found the largest banyan tree, they both subconsciously glanced at each other. Although they don't usually come to the park, even if they do, they don't think that a banyan tree can be anything special.
But now, they suddenly found that the air roots of this banyan tree are too suitable for hiding things. What's more, it's still such a big banyan tree! If L had only left a note here that was inconspicuously rolled up, then I am afraid the two of them would have to look through it for two or three hours.
Luckily, though, the l didn't seem to want them to waste too much time looking for things. So it didn't take long for Mu Sen to find their "game content" next to the inconspicuous aerial roots under the big banyan tree that were hidden by the accumulation of grass and trees.
It was a small wooden box, made of several layers of planks made of itself. After all, after investigating the corpse shredding case for so long, Mu Sen and the others now know a little bit about it, and L will not be stupid enough to use the utensils sold outside. Because of the search through the channel of goods circulation, the police can quickly find him.
Mu Sen was about to open the box at this moment, but Mo Ziqi suddenly reached out and pressed Mu Sen, and shook his head slightly and said, "You said that we can't have a sense of personality about this person. How do you know he's not going to cheat? In case it's the 'noisy' thing, we're going to die before we even play." Besides, you see that there are more and more people in this park, so as not to hurt the innocent, let's go back first. ”
Mu Sen listened to Mo Zidi's words and felt that it made a lot of sense. I probably really want to catch L too much, so as soon as I get involved in something related to him, I will become a little anxious.
This is the reason why Mu Sen is inseparable from his best partner in the process of solving the case. Mo Zi Tong will make up for Mu Sen's shortcomings, and can also remind Mu Sen at all times so that he can minimize the chance of making mistakes.
The two of them didn't delay any longer, held the wooden box steadily, and quickly left the park. However, this time, they did not go back to Mo Ziqi's home, but returned to another residence in the suburbs. Once upon a time, they used to rest and have dinner here. It's a sparsely populated place, a place that few outsiders know about.
When they placed the box on the table, Moossen insisted on opening it himself. Mo Ziqi watched calmly from the side, without any nervous expression on his face.
The wooden box was carefully pried open, and inside was a piece of paper, and another small wooden box.
The two of them glanced at each other, and they were really helpless about L's method. Just looking at it this way, they can't figure out what this pervert wants to do?!
Mussen picked up the piece of paper, and on it was a full page of printed handwriting:
"I know you're going to see this letter because you're also a 'fun-loving' person. You're obsessed with the process of solving crimes, obsessed with the thrill of life and death, and even more obsessed with the thrill of hunting me down, so you won't give up the opportunity to play this game. ”
When he first saw this, Mu Sen's heart couldn't help but tighten. It is as if this madman interprets the deepest dark psychology of Mu Sen's heart in a crazy way. This even made Mussen feel that he himself was not sure if he was exactly what L said he ......? But if so, what is the difference between oneself and perversion......
Mo Ziqi saw that Mu Sen's expression was wrong, so he persuaded in a deep voice: "Mu Sen, as you said, that person has the ability to deceive people's hearts. Don't be swayed by his words, it just proves that he is also a person who understands psychology. ”
Mu Sen nodded and continued to look down:
"Mu Sen, in your eyes, you will probably classify people like me as murderers and perverted murderers. Homicidal maniac, I don't deny it. But I don't really like the word 'perverted'.
The person close to you is well-versed in psychology, has he ever told you the origin of the word metamorphosis? I want to tell you that that's just a nickname given by scholars of traditional psychology. They only study the phenomena of consciousness, and those that consciousness cannot feel are called 'metamorphosis'. For example, dreaming is a psychopathic/abnormal effect. But who has not dreamed?
Later, everything that is abnormal is classified as a metamorphosis. You have to be clear, this is simply wrong.
According to your theories, there are countless metamorphoses born in this world every day. Maybe they were 'normal' one second and then they became 'perverted'. This itself is a perverted world, a perverted society, and on what basis does it require that the living must be 'normal'?
Do you know? The world is killing every minute. Man kills, man kills animal, animal kills, man kills nature, nature kills...... These endless killings never end. Is this something you can stop? Or, in your eyes, only perverted killings are wrong? And the rest, all of them are worthy of forgiveness? ”
Seeing this, it is almost the end. Mu Sen couldn't help but light a cigarette and said to himself: "I knew that this person was definitely an anti-social person." It's just that he's the craziest and most intelligent sociopath......"
After speaking, Mu Sen continued to look at the last paragraph: "I said that the gates of hell are now open. I'm going to help you see the killings and sins that you can't see, or don't have time to discover.
Lately, there have been a lot of washerwomen by the Yongri River, and here are a pair of gloves for you.
Remember, the rules of the game are that if you solve the washerwoman case in three days, I'll let one go. If you make no progress in three days, I will kill one man. When it comes to it, it's a promise. ”
I really can't imagine that a murderer can use the word 'a promise of a thousand gold'! I don't know how Jibu would feel if he had a spirit......
For this last paragraph, Mo Zitong was even more sensitive than Mu Sen. So when they finished reading it together, Mo Zidi's brows were already tightly furrowed.
As a top forensic doctor, Mo Zitong knows too well what L is talking about. The last few sentences may seem unclear to outsiders, but as a forensic doctor, Mo Ziqi can no longer understand it.
Drowned, because the body is soaked in water, the water content of the skin greatly increases, and the stratum corneum of the epidermis is softened, so the color becomes white, the surface is swollen and wrinkled, so it is called "washerwoman skin". This is especially noticeable for the hands and feet, and in general, the fingers and toes can be visible after being immersed in water for a few hours to half a day. Within a day or so, this phenomenon spreads to the palm of the hand. In two days, the skin of the hands and feet can be turned into the skin of a "washerwoman". It can be said that this is a professional forensic term, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
As for the gloves that L mentioned, when Mu Sen was about to open the small box, Mo Ziqi already knew what it was.
As expected, when Mu Sen opened the wooden box, he couldn't help frowning. In the box, there is a pair of neatly arranged female "gloves". The nails of the ten fingertips were still dyed with bright red nail polish. It's just that compared to the pale skin, the scarlet nail polish looks very bewitching.
That's right, this is a real pair of "human gloves". But it is not a bloody atrocity that requires skinning, which is typical of drowning people.
Due to the prolonged immersion of the corpse in water and the decomposition of the corpse, the skin of the hands and feet is separated from the dermis, and it falls off in a sleeve-like state......
As a forensic doctor, Mo Zitong was accustomed to these things for a long time, but at this moment he still gently closed the lid of the wooden box, and then whispered: "Send it for inspection, find the source of the corpse." ”
Mussen didn't speak, but turned away from the table and lit another cigarette. At this moment, he seemed extraordinarily deep. Even, there is a little unease.
Yes, this pair of "gloves" proves that at least one more murder has occurred somewhere. But as L said, there is killing almost every moment in this world, and Mu Sen can't stop this. Or rather, there is simply nothing he can do......