I did have a premonition that there would be a third murder soon, but I never imagined that the "soon" I had a hunch would be so fast.

It was the following morning.

The speed of the murderer's murder caught me off guard, and I had a strong and crazy hallucination that the murderer seemed to hear my inner voice, so as if he were a gift, he sent me a new murder scene to welcome me into the game.

I woke up early the next morning, got up, freshened up, checked the locks and latches on the house, inside and out, and on all the doors and windows, and then packed my bag and got ready to go out.

The fingerprints of the group of intruders extracted at home yesterday were put in the bag, thinking that if things developed further, they would take the fingerprints to Wang Dongsheng and ask him to help see if they could be matched.

After thinking about it, I felt that there were many cases these days, and they were all big cases, and from time to time there would be a copy of any information to bring in and out, this bag was too small, and it was not convenient to carry, so I went upstairs to find a slightly larger canvas backpack.

This bag doesn't quite match my little fresh temperament, but it's convenient to use. Carrying it on your shoulders, you can free up your two hands to do other things, and it is convenient to start a fight in case you encounter the bloody plot of the night before yesterday again.

Just about to open the car door, I suddenly heard the familiar sound of a car on the road outside the iron gate, drove to the door and stopped, honked the horn, and turned around.

It's a car in the bureau.

I hurriedly tied my freshly washed hair into a ponytail casually, and ran out to the passenger cab in three steps and two steps, thinking that today's specifications are really high, Liu Yimin will pick me up.

Liu Yimin was talking on the phone, and he didn't even bother to say hello to me, seeing that I was sitting firmly, he swiped the accelerator and blasted the car out, driving fast, and within a few minutes, his half-wet hair just now was completely dried by the natural wind of Hulala.

I looked up at the sky, it was overcast, as if another rain was coming, and it seemed like there was cold air coming.

When he was fast entering the downtown area, Liu Yimin honked the siren and drove all the way to the west of the city. I looked at his face and then at the speed on the dashboard, and suddenly I knew where he was taking me.

He was taking me to a new murder scene.

I wanted a new murder scene yesterday, and the murderer actually offered it with both hands, and in an instant I felt like I heard a ghostly chuckle in the dark.

Liu Yimin has been talking on the phone using Bluetooth, and after speaking, he came in one after another, and finally finished speaking, and typed another one, not allowing me to interject half a sentence.

So I took my heart and listened to him on the phone with a good temperament, trying to get some clues from the content, but the content of the call basically had nothing to do with where I was going now, some calls from the anti-pornography team, some calls from the missing persons department, and the identity of the female deceased in the "Seven Knives Case" has not yet been ascertained.

Wang Dongsheng from the forensic department also made a brief phone call to report the results of the analysis of the ash residue in the oil drum in the "fire case" to determine what ingredients there are, which roughly means that there is a residue of nylon rope with very good quality and toughness in the ash.

In other words, Luo Bofan, like the female deceased in the "Seven Swords Case", was also tied to death by a rope before his death.

Hearing this, I was confused.

What's going on?

The forensic side concluded that the deceased in the "Fire Burning Case" was bound with ropes in all four limbs, just like those in the "Seven Knives Case".

In this way, I can't figure it out, how did the murderer get a man of more than 200 pounds with his hands and feet tied to the river beach?

At most, the car could only be parked on the side of the dirt road, more than 1,000 meters away from the fire site. More than a thousand meters away. A big fat man with his hands and feet tied. Whether it's on your back, on your back, on your back, or on your back, it's difficult, right? What's more, on the rocky beach, it is unrealistic to use tools such as rollers, and there are no traces of towing on the scene.

Unless there is a helper!

Liu Yimin finally hung up the phone and took a breath, turned his face and smiled at me, and asked me: "Did you tell Yafeng that as long as he can solve a few cases in front of him, he will be promoted to deputy captain?" ”

I was taken aback, glared and scolded, "Nervous, right? Can I say that? I'm not the director of the department, I'm not the director, I'm not the captain, can I give him this unfortunate benefit? ”

Liu Yimin smiled again and said, "Well, it's not that you write him a blank check, otherwise he will find you to settle accounts at that time, and you won't be able to say clearly." ”

When I heard this, it seemed that there was a sound outside the strings, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous and asked him what he meant.

He said: "It's right that Vice Captain Yan wants to be transferred, but a new vice captain has been sent over, and it will arrive today at the earliest, three days at the earliest." ”

This was unexpected.

I thought that if I got rid of a deputy captain, I would naturally pick out the right person from the team to be promoted, Bai Yafeng's play is not big, but Liu Yimin, Hu Hailian and several other capable police officers are quite promising, who would have expected that a new person would be parachuted in without any warning.

Although which of them is the vice captain and I really have nothing to do with it, but there is still an indirect relationship, in case there is a personality that is not compatible, I am afraid it will not be easy for me to mix like a fish in water like before in the future, I like to wear small shoes for others these years, there are many people, and it is inevitable that I am a little nervous.

I have many, many things to rely on the power of the police, and I don't want to suddenly fall on a vice-captain who came out of nowhere.

So it's not a taste, although the face hasn't changed much, but it's still a while and I can't speak, and I don't want to speak.

But Liu Yimin spoke again.

He said: "The body of a man was found in the barren field west of the city, and our colleagues have already passed. ”

I came back to my senses and wanted to ask about the situation, but I thought about it and swallowed it back into my stomach. I'm afraid that what he says to me will affect my first judgment.

And he didn't seem to mean to say anything to me, probably because he hadn't had time to go to the scene yet, and he didn't have much to say even if he wanted to.

I spent a few minutes in silence as I carefully recalled the information about the two previous murders, so that I could grasp what was most important when I arrived at the scene. If it's really a serial murder, then I should be able to discover something that must exist at this new scene that I am about to arrive.

For example, patterns.

Or a sense of ritual.

Many serial murderers pay attention to patterns and rituals, and they treat murder as a career, with an instinctive and meticulous approach that is not controlled by their own consciousness.

Liu Yimin answered a few more phone calls, one of which was about the media.

The media has always been assigned to Liu Yimin, and he has also managed his experience, basically being able to deal with the past with hello, hello, everyone, and sometimes he can play humor in front of the camera, which is very good for the police. But today's situation seems to be much more serious than before, he roared at the phone, asking the other party to find a way to evacuate the reporters or something, and after yelling, the cells and nerves in his whole body became anxious, and he slapped the horn indiscriminately.

It's rare for me to see Liu Yimin like this. He has always been a good man in the bureau, and he treats everyone kindly, and he is also handy in maneuvering and mediating between colleagues. If he can get it like this, someone must have poked him in a big basket.

Really.

As soon as the phone hung up, he patted the steering wheel and gritted his teeth and scolded his name: Dai Furong!

I had an impression of the name, but because I had so many things in my head, I didn't remember it for a while, so I asked him who Dai Furong was.

He replied with a dark face: "The reporter of "City Weekly", the first three homicide cases have caused panic among the citizens, and today it is another one, and the media are all crazy, especially this Dai Furong, he can bite the eggs that are not sewn, let alone such a big case." ”

I was a little curious: "Didn't you just find out about this today?" Why is the media so well-informed? ”

He said: "The first person to find the body had a brain problem, and before the police arrived, he posted a circle of friends, not to mention the media, and the people who watched the excitement were all around!" ”

I laughed dryly and said in a comforting tone: "In the information age, this kind of thing is inevitable. ”

Then he added a comforting sentence: "Anyway, our media is not too violent, and it can always be handled." ”

He said angrily: "Yes, our reporters are indeed not as good as the reporters in American blockbusters, but no matter where there will always be one or two people who like to go crazy, lest the world will not be chaotic, and they will not be able to stir up a storm on the Internet to incite the masses who do not know the truth to watch and make a disturbance, which will give us a headache." Originally, the image of the police was not very good, and the people complained about our incompetence wherever they were dissatisfied. Just now, the bureau called, saying that the reporters of several media couldn't get news here, and turned around and blocked the door of the Provincial Public Security Department, really afraid that the world would not be chaotic! ”

At this time, I already remembered the character of Dai Furong.

She's such a character.

Liu Yimin spoke, hit the steering wheel several times, drove from the asphalt road to the cement road and then to the yellow mud road, and drove to a flat place to park.

I saw a bunch of people standing in front of me, not to mention a hundred, there were more than a hundred, and I thought the scene was in front of me, and I got out of the car and saw Liu Yimin's hand pointing to the center of the barren field, and saw a lonely tree in the distance along the direction he pointed, and there were several figures moving under the tree, so I knew that the scene was there.

These people here heard the news and came to see the excitement, and also took pictures of the corpses with mobile phones and cameras, but the police confiscated their equipment and rushed to the side of the road.

There were probably several journalists among them.

Liu Yimin wanted to take me over, I shook my head, told him to leave me alone, and then walked through the crowd of onlookers alone, first standing on the side of the road to take in the scene ahead.

The sky was gloomy, the clouds were thick, there was a large field overgrown with weeds that had been deserted for a long time, and a black locust tree stood alone and not too big, under which there were seven or eight people standing or squatting busily, and there was no corpse to be seen.

After scanning the panorama, I walked slowly forward, and a policeman under Liu Yimin caught up from the side and handed me gloves, rubber shoes, passes, oh, and masks.

I didn't ask for a mask.

I had to keep my nose peeled for the killer's message at the scene.