Yinyin and I were on site for a while, but we didn't find anything. Yin Yin said to me, "Let's go back to the bureau, I have something for you to see!" ”

We left the rest of the work to the civilian police. After going downstairs, we got in the car and went all the way back to the bureau.

Yin Yin asked me to go back to the office first, and she wanted to get some information first, and then come to me.

I sat alone in the office, thinking about what Wang Laoji said, especially Lao Gada? The other poker card has been sent to the technical department, and I hope to dig up some useful clues from it.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yin Yin walked into the office, her thick file in her hand. Looking at those files, my heart was happy, it seems that Yin Yin is planning to tell me the truth about some things. It must have been because there were so many police officers on the scene just now, and she had some scruples, so she chose to go back to the bureau to explain.

I hurriedly opened the file, and I was greeted by some bloody photographs, and the deceased in those photos were all men, and they were all in the prime of life. They were all naked and tied to some crosses, the most obvious thing they had in common was that they were covered with many wounds, and they all had barrels under their feet, which were filled with blood.

I was a little lost, knowing that I had gone wrong, but in connection with these photos, I also asked Yin Yin, "The funeral of the saint?" ”

Yin Yin nodded and replied, "Yes, the files are all here, you can read them first!" ”

As I continued to flip through the pages, the age of each file was different, the earliest dating back to more than a decade ago, and the most recent being some time ago.

I was not stupid, and I quickly found out the difference from the content, in some files, there was no knife on the deceased's stomach, and the deceased's chest and abdomen were not dissected, which proves that their organs were not removed. In other files, the deceased's stomach is open and his organs are missing.

I stared at Yin Yin suspiciously, "Those dead people with stomach wounds are ......"

Before I finished speaking, Yin Yin had already said the answer, "Four years ago! ”

Four years ago? Is there a connection between the fact that I was in a coma for five years, and the dead had their organs removed only four years ago? At this moment, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, my chest was tight, and it seemed that what was in front of me was not a file, but a living and bloody organ. I even saw the naked heart beating rhythmically in front of me.

By the way, I thought of the heart that Yin Yin held in his hand when I woke up. I questioned Yin Yin, and said in my heart, could these cases be related to Yin Yin? And Wang Laoji keeps calling me Lao Gada, Yin Yin obviously knows something, but he doesn't explain it to me, there must be a connection here.

I had a lot of weird ideas, but when I thought about it deeper, I felt confused.

Yin Yin didn't want me to be stunned and touched me. I took out my cigarette and smoked it, looking at Yin Yin and not speaking.

Yin Yin took out a look of memory, and when I was almost finished smoking this cigarette, she sorted out her thoughts and said to me, "Mozhou has been much better in recent years, and all kinds of strange cases have been solved one by one under the leadership of the iron team, but this saint's funeral case has been many years, and the real culprit has not been caught." ”

Without waiting for me to say anything, Yin Yin laughed bitterly to himself, and laughed fiercely.

The first time I saw Yin Yin like this, I was a little unaccustomed to it, and there was also a subtle sense that I couldn't describe. After a long while, Yin Yin calmed down and continued, "Some people in the bureau suspect that the funeral of the saint is a religious ceremony, and the murderer is probably not a person, but an organization. ”

I pondered Yin Yin's words just now, especially her laughter before always appeared in my ears repeatedly.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt that the scene of the "funeral" was somewhat familiar, especially when I imagined the moment when the dead were tied to the cross, I felt an inexplicable tremor and excitement in my heart.

I shook my cranky head to ease my mind and asked, "Any other clues?" ”

Yin Yin said there were no other clues. And she cared more about what I did just now, and asked more, "Brother Leng, why do I think you are weird." ”

I couldn't explain it, so I excused myself and said, "Maybe these photos make me uncomfortable." ”

Yin Yin smiled, this kind of laughter changed its style again, which made me feel quite mysterious. She packed up the file, took out the posture that she didn't want to talk about more, and emphasized to me, saying that I was tired for a day and a night, so I would go back and rest first, and she would call me if there was something.

I'm a little tired. I waited for Yin Yin to put the file back, and we went out of the police station together, she drove me home, and when I got out of the car, Yin Yin handed me a bag, here is a new police uniform. She meant that the police uniform I was wearing was dirty and unseemly, and asked me to go back and put on a new one.

I didn't shirk. When I got home, I put the gun in a drawer and went to take a shower.

Being irritated by the hot water made my skin sober up a lot.

It's not that I have quirks, I think there are no outsiders at home anyway, so I sat naked on the sofa in the living room.

I love the softness of the sofa, especially when I sit down completely relaxed, and I quickly get tired. I still closed my eyes, and in a daze, I seemed to suddenly see a lot of strange things, lying in a bloody bathtub, and a clown in a blood-red mask kept shouting in my ear, old Gada, wake up. And I couldn't move, my whole body was still tied to a cross, the clown slashed my stomach with a knife, I watched my organs being taken out one by one by the clown, he held my heart in both hands, my heart was still beating there.

The clown put the organs in some bottles, and there he was still muttering, and one word was obvious, "Bloody rebirth!" ”

I wanted to move in my dreams and resist it, but I couldn't. The clown laughed, and suddenly an axe in his hand slashed at my head.

I woke up with a scream, sweating and my lips unusually dry.

I wiped my sweat, and when I was relieved, I was about to go to the living room to pour a glass of water, when there was a buzzing and buzzing sound of the impact drill, I picked up my phone and saw that it was Yinyin.

After connecting, Yin Yin's voice on the other end of the phone was very urgent, and she told me to pick me up downstairs in ten minutes. I thought something was wrong, so I asked her, and she didn't reply to me, just emphasized again, I'll see you in ten minutes.

I didn't wait, but the time was still tight, and as soon as I went downstairs, Yin Yin arrived in a police car. And after I got in the car, Yin Yin gave the gas hard, and in broad daylight, she drove the car as fast as she could.

I didn't want to pretend to understand, so I asked her where she was going. Yin Yin's face was gloomy and he replied that he went to the detention center, and Zhu Chen died.

I was surprised. Wang Laoji said that Zhu Chen was his friend, and he asked Zhu Chen if he didn't understand the procedure, and I was still thinking about prying Zhu Chen's mouth open with a relaxed hand. Unexpectedly, this clue was broken again.

I guess Yin Yin didn't expect Zhu Chen to die at this improper time, and he also died in the heavily guarded detention center. We deliberately explained to the detention center that Zhu Chen was given a single room, and special care was given to him, someone would patrol him every hour, and there was monitoring equipment in that room, but I didn't expect such a strict layout to stop King Yama from accepting people!

I took advantage of the free time to smoke a stuffy cigarette and then went to the detention center. When the director heard that we were coming, he came to receive us with an apologetic face.

The two of us asked a few questions first, but the director couldn't say anything, so we asked him to lead the way and go outside Zhu Chen's single room together. It's just that at this moment, there is blood everywhere in this single room, Zhu Chen is lying on his back, there are wounds everywhere on his body, most of them are very shallow, only the neck is a puncture wound, and it also hurts the arteries, and the blood is dried up.

The director said to us, "I'm afraid of an accident, so there is no one in the rooms on the left and right sides of Zhu Chen, and he is still fine when he delivers lunch, but when he comes to collect the tableware, he ......" After a pause, the director came to a conclusion, "He committed suicide!" ”

That's not what I wanted to know the most, so I asked the director, "What does the cutlery look like?" ”

The director had some slight expressions and explained, "The cutlery is plastic, not aggressive, and the murder weapon is a piece of ribs in lunch, and he stabbed himself in the neck with the slightly sharp section of the ribs." And at that time, the patrol was having lunch. The room's surveillance equipment also suddenly became abnormal. ”

I don't know whether to blame the police in the detention center or not, but everything happened, and I could only suppress my temper and ask the director to find someone to open the door.

When Yinyin and I entered the room, I saw blood splattering all over the floor and walls, and a small rib with a sharp corner on it, and the whole rib was stained red with blood.

This should be the murder weapon.

After looking at it again, I wondered what Zhu Chen was a standard otaku, in addition to programming, he loved to watch small movies, it stands to reason that this kind of person is generally very fragile and will not be so cruel to himself, what force drives him?

Yin Yin kept looking around, and suddenly, she pointed to the camera above the room and said, "There seems to be something strange here!" ”