The piece of human skin that Qiao Lanxiang left in my closet before finally has a provenance, and it must have been cut from the back of a victim of the "Human Skin X Case". And, although I don't know exactly why, I can basically imagine that if Li Xu really died at the hands of Dai Mingming or Qiao Lanxiang or Bai Cigen or one of the other people they called "parasites", the fate would be the same as shown in these photos: stripped naked, stabbed in the heart, the man's raw @colony@ device was cut off and thrown aside, the woman's lower abdomen was dissected, the uterus and ovaries were destroyed, the pussy was stabbed, and then a regular piece of skin was cut off from the back.

All those corpses are like that.

If Li Xu is killed, it will be like this.

Appalling.

A cold sweat broke out on my back, and for a moment, I had in my mind the image of Li Xu dying in the photo without dignity.

I don't dare to imagine it, and I feel so distressed when I think about it.

Then, I remembered with a chill what He Zhiqin said before, and he asked me to give him the piece of skin, because it would be dangerous to keep it, and someone would do anything to get it.

The implication of his words was that someone would not hesitate to kill me to get the piece of human skin with hidden eyes in my hand, and they would also kill Li Xu and cut off the hidden eyes on her back.

Li Xu sat by the door and looked at me crookedly, I didn't know how to take her gaze, so I could only lower my head and continue to look at the material.

She sat down for a while, then suddenly opened the full bottle of vodka and poured two large sips into her throat, stood up with a bang, took a deep breath, took a pencil from the pen holder as a hairpin, pulled her hair back into a bun, made it refreshing, took a deep breath, smiled at me, walked over, supported the table with both hands, bit her lip hard, took another deep breath, closed her eyes, and said, "Okay, come on, let's face our bloody lives like real shrews." ”

I suddenly felt emotional.

I suddenly felt that it was good to be a shrew.

Suddenly I understand why Li Xu is so ruffian, he has been trained from life and death, and continues to wander in life and death, otherwise it is really not good.

Li Xu didn't care if I didn't talk to him, he entered the battle state and started to do things, first browsed all the materials roughly, then took out a few of them and flipped through them, and then began to classify, and said to us while dividing: "This part is a serial murder case in Chenjiawu, and the main body of the case is not very related to the events we want to investigate, but it is better to understand a little, there may be subtle involvement, at least the murderer's father Chen Zuquan and Chen Jinghong in the photo know this point is beyond doubt, and the lazy man contacted Chen Jinghong through Chen Zuquan." , so the murderer of the Chenjiawu serial murder case may also have something to do with the incident we investigated, we have to use our brains to analyze it, it is best to be in place at one time, so as to save time and energy to deal with these things in the future. ”

I nodded.

She also divided the second category of materials, saying: "This part is related to the Chen Jiawu murder case, which occurred in many cities across the country and had multiple murderers. ”

For a long time she didn't speak again, just silently flipped through the materials, some of them reading a few pages seriously, some of them just glanced at them and threw them to the ground. It didn't take much effort for her to mess up a huge desk, and the floor was a mess.

I suddenly remembered that day a few months ago, she ran to the Public Security Bureau to deliver the file of the serial case in Liangbao City with the smell of corpses, and when she helped us sort it out in the case room, she also made a mess, which is really like now.

I looked for familiar or familiar faces in those scattered photos, and saw a man with a gloomy face, remembering that I had seen it in the box of photos Chang Kun gave me a few days ago, it was the same photo, and I also remembered that he was the man who lived in the yard with ginkgo trees in the "Li family's backyard" in Jiangcheng more than 30 years ago, and was the husband of the pregnant woman I rescued back then.

That is, Li Xu's biological father.

Since the last time I discussed it with Li Xu, I have carefully thought about the background and intersection between me and Li Xu, and I don't believe that there are really such bizarre circumstances and coincidences in the world, but more and more believe that there is a black hand behind the scenes that is fiddling with us people to push a certain event forward.

This feeling of being used as a pawn became stronger and stronger, so the anger became more and more intense, and I had to restrain it very hard.

I saw Li Xu's father's name in the Chenjiawu villager file that Ding Ping gave me before, and his name was Yu Tianguang. The file was too simple, and there was no record of the case, so I didn't think much about it at all, and it was still unclear what role Li Xu's father had in the serial case.

Li Xu is simply busy, flipping around, sometimes walking around the table, sometimes picking up a few photos and nailing them to the wall as if he suddenly thought of something, the whole state is neurotic, often in a daze, in a daze, and suddenly in a hurry.

There were times when I saw that she was going crazy, with a pale face and a glazed gaze, as if she had seen a ghost. But soon he returned to normal, his eyes showed a little contempt for all beings, and his movements were also very heavy, turning the paper book into a loud noise, often picking up a copy casually, casually looking at it and throwing it aside, or even throwing it directly on the ground.

I was in a hurry, and I wanted to pick up everything on the ground, so I was so angry that I shouted, such a big place is not enough for you to pile up, do you have to throw it on the ground? She said leave it alone, it didn't work, it just wasted time. Saying that, or throwing it, the autopsy report, the DNA identification, the transcript or something.

Although I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder and no cleanliness, I can't bear to make such a mess, so I bent down and picked up the scattered on the ground and stacked them in the corner.

I knew that the poison of the "Hundred Dead Worms" would cause this result, but I still didn't know how these people were poisoned, so I jumped twice, almost screamed, and asked Li Xu what the situation was.

She raised her head impatiently, took the file in my hand and looked at it, and replied with a frown: "This person is my colleague when I was a reporter, he is too dedicated and gave his life." Before the police cordoned off the village, she went in to interview and was targeted by the murderer, who used liquid poison and rubbed it a little into her mouth or eye and was shot. ”

I can roughly guess this, and I know that the poison used by the murderer was taken from that catacomb, and I just want to know if there is a cure for this poison.

Li Xu stared at me and did not answer my question directly, but asked me why I was in a hurry to know the solution, whether anyone was in this situation.

I bit my lip, raised my right index finger, and pointed to the ceiling: "Qiao Lanxiang." I didn't see it too clearly, but I was sure she was rotting, and a hole had rotted out of her jaw. ”

Li Xu propped up the table and was silent for a while, and asked me to call Chang Kun and ask him to find a way to get the kind of medicinal fruit that saved Bai Milan from the cultivation room, and asked me to tell him to be sure to do it as soon as possible, as soon as possible. She said that the kind of decay usually starts from the limbs and then spreads to the body, and the speed is very fast, and if it is already rotten to the face, time is really running out.

I didn't finish listening to the words, so I picked up my mobile phone and dialed Chang Kun's number, and only after the voice prompt from the mobile secretary came over there did I suddenly remember that he was not in good condition and was undergoing mandatory treatment, and it was impossible to answer the phone. So he called Ding Ping, and it rang several times before he picked it up. I saw that Li Xu began to be nervous again, so I glanced at Xiao Hai, asked her to pay more attention to the situation upstairs, walked downstairs to the living room to talk on the phone, and told Ding Ping the actual situation and what Li Xu said, Qiao Lanxiang is in my house, it is rotten to the face, and I need the medicine in the cultivation room of the research center, the sooner the better.

Of course, I didn't say that Li Xu was also there, for fear that he would be in a hurry.

Ding Ping was taken aback after hearing this, and his voice was raised: "Hey, Suni, Qiao Lanxiang is an important person, and she is a potential murderer, the research center has sent many people to look for her, how dare I take her in?" Crazy? ”

I persuaded him to keep it a secret for me, no matter what, wait for me to talk to Qiao Lanxiang before making the next step, and no matter what, ask him to find a way to get the herb as soon as possible to save her, time is really running out.

He was very, very embarrassed on the other end of the phone, and told me that although he could enter and exit the cultivation room at will, there was monitoring inside and there would be others coming and going at any time, and every herb was registered and recorded, and even a leaf could cause a lot of @ trouble, not to mention him, even Chang Kun couldn't agree. What's more, the herbs that can cure Qiao Lan's incense poison are all important protection objects in the cultivation room, this matter is ......

Speaking of which, I suddenly stopped talking.

But the phone was still on, and he didn't hang up, and there were footsteps, panting, and a panicked profanity coming out of Ding Ping's throat.

My heart sank, thinking that it was over, it must be that he was too careless, and he was overheard by others on the phone, and he was definitely not at ease.

This is good, whether the medicine can be stolen into two words, and whether Ding Ping can be safe or not has become a question. I held my breath, clenched my fists, bit my lip, and waited, not daring to say a word.

It took about half a minute for Ding Ping's voice to finally come back again, and despite his efforts to restrain himself, I could still hear some desperation.

I asked him if someone had listened to us on the phone.

He said yes.

Ask him if he's from Group B.

He hesitated for a moment before replying that it was neither Group B nor Group A, but that it was of the Group of Experts. After answering, he explained that in addition to Group A and Group B, the research center also has a group of professionals from various industries and fields, who are responsible for research in their respective fields of expertise, and only have access to a few laboratory buildings, and do not participate in any decision-making or investigation.

I let go of my heart a little.

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