Chapter I

Photographs, killings, incidents

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Case: Photographic homicide.

Type: Serial Homicide.

Criminal: Unknown.

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The night illustrates a complex sense of joy and sorrow in the human heart. It is sometimes white, because there is a full moon in the sky, and the person who shines on it can feel a little warmth even if he knows that it is cold; Sometimes it was red, and it was also a full moon, but this time it was not a person, but the blood on the ground that was red and warm

From the beginning of the month to the 8th, it was extremely difficult for Zhang Haijun. Especially at night, when he set foot on this road home that he had been walking for several years, he suddenly felt so frightened, so worried, so scared

The sound of his heart beating wildly, even through the flesh, still made his eardrums vibrate again and again with the rhythm of this beating disorder.

He stopped the new car he had just bought, and he looked at it with a complicated look, and he remembered how excited he was when he bought it, and he almost couldn't help but shout to everyone who saw him: "Lao Tzu has finally bought a car!" But now, for some reason, he suddenly dislikes this car, even if a few days is not enough time to make a car owner have no interest in his new car, but Zhang Haijun's expression at the moment tells everyone: he really wants to sell this car!

"That's right! I'll sell him tomorrow! ”

He said this with certainty, and immediately sent a text message to a car reseller friend who wanted to sell the car.

With that done, he turned and began to walk towards the dilapidated elevator entrance in the underground parking lot. It's just that when he stepped into the elevator and pressed the close button, what he regretted was not selling the car, but why he took the elevator?

He began to press the door button wildly, and kept pressing, and pressing, and pressing

However, the elevator just rushed up on its own, rushing past the seventh floor where Zhang Haijun lived, and rushed past the twentieth floor, the highest floor, but it continued until a blood-red number hung on the door "44"

"Tick."

Like the sound of water droplets falling to the ground, Zhang Haijun suddenly hit the cold elevator wall behind him with his back. With almost exaggerated ruthlessness, I am trying to open my eyes

He looked at the dripping there! Where is the water dripping there! Instead, blood was coming out of the number "44", and soon the entire elevator floor was all blood-red

Zhang Haijun's flustered feet kept stepping on bursts of blood-red splashes. He threw himself at the elevator door, trying to pull it open with the last shred of his sanity. It turned out to be in vain, while he was still doing useless work at the elevator door. What does he seem to have stepped on?

A hard thing, he didn't dare to reach for it, but the desire to learn made him still stare intently at a boxy thing that was constantly emerging from the blood water below!

Camera !!

He cried out, as if he had lost his soul for a moment, and in horror he grabbed his hair with both hands, and his nails left tiny blood marks on his scalp

"Woo woo"

With a choked voice, he retreated to the elevator wall behind him. Only this time the elevator wall seems to have become even colder, and it also gives people a bumpy feeling. An even deeper horror rose suddenly, and just as he was about to say something, a hand reached out from behind him and covered his mouth. With a sad and gloomy sound, there is a moan/moan mixed with a demonic moan that penetrates the bottom of people's hearts:

"Come on! Don't move, let's take some beautiful pictures! ”

"Woohoo"

"Click, click, click"

The flash was accompanied by the sound of a man sobbing from the elevator, throughout the building, and throughout the night

Next.

Police arrived

"How's the investigation going?" A young squad leader was asking a young autopsy officer, "Did you find anything?" ”

"Preliminary investigation, there are no obvious injuries on the surface of the corpse!" The autopsy officer said: "It's just that the pupils of both eyes are abnormally dilated, I'm afraid that I experienced something terrifying and extraordinary before I died!" ”

The young autopsy officer looked at the young squad leader named Liu Yang in front of him, although he was young, he was already one of the best figures in the North District Bureau, and not long after joining, he and his partner successively solved the two major cases of "corpse shredding case" and "rich son manslaughter case", and his reputation began to gradually become prominent.

He watched Liu Yang squat down, completely ignoring the foul-smelling blood covered by the corpse in the elevator, and after turning twice in the blood wave with a pair of yellow rubber gloves, he found a camera that had been completely stained red with blood!

"Why is it a camera again?"

The sudden appearance of the camera was shocking and frightening to the accompanying teammates!

This is the first time this week! At every crime scene, a stripped corpse will appear, followed by a camera without film! What does this mean exactly?

Liu Yang looked at the camera that was still "ticking" and bleeding in his hand, and his eyebrows were twisted: "How many are these?" ”

"Brother Huiyang, the third one this week!" Someone replied.

The third? The sorrow between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger, Liu Yang took off his rubber gloves, and then began to knock on his head continuously. He said to himself, "The third! The third! If this process continues, I'm afraid that the fourth and fifth cases will happen soon! ”

How to solve it?

Everyone on the side saw that Liu Yang was anxious at the moment, and the young autopsy officer seemed to have thought of something, so he walked up to Liu Yang and whispered, "Brother Yang, I heard that there is a new forensic doctor in your North District Bureau who is very powerful?" Would you like to invite him over, maybe you can find something? ”

New to the forensic examiner?

At the mention of this name, Liu Yang smiled helplessly: "The trouble this guy is encountering now is even worse than ours!" ”

Liu Yang then stood up: "Command a team!" Classify this case as a serial homicide, and the name of the case will be -- Photo Murder! ”