I know that although the old man is paralyzed, sometimes there will be some emotional expressions, basically subtle places such as trembling eyes and fingers, if Xiaohai's observation is not wrong, the old man is afraid of Bai Yafeng's search for his partner, does it mean that he knows a lot of things and knows that what his son is doing now is very dangerous? Or will it lead him into danger?

This is a reasonable assumption.

In addition, as for the partner who resigned more than four years ago, it is inferred from the bank's statement that he should have had an accident or died, and has not been found. Or they are imprisoned, they are not free to move, and there is no other possibility.

This is also a mystery-like case, why have I been in and out of the bureau for so long, and I have been in contact with the relevant characters so deeply, but I have never heard anyone mention it? The part I knew, I also took the initiative to ask, and they told me, and it was vague, only an approximation.

This old case, whether out of affection or reason, has to be touched.

If you can't touch it, you have to touch it.

If you don't let you touch it, you have to touch it.

I don't believe that there is really a high-voltage line in this world that humans can't touch.

I stood up, beckoned Xiaohai to go out, and said that as soon as the "Hand of God" case was resolved, I would find a way to investigate the old man's affairs.

She walked with her eyes down and whispered, "I'm afraid it's hard." ”

I asked her, "What's going on?" ”

She said: "I asked Yafeng, and Yafeng told me that the case was handled by someone sent from above, and many details even Liu Yimin didn't know, and he worked a lot, but he hasn't even seen the complete file yet." ”

As I listened, I remembered what Liu Yimin had said to me before, because the case involved important government officials, so the case was closed as low-key as possible.

I guess it's not that simple.

When I walked to the third floor, I saw Hu Hailian standing at the door of the case room and looking this way, and immediately beckoned to me when I saw it: "Alas, alas, I am looking for you, you see that you are floating around like a wandering spirit, and you have slipped away without paying attention." ”

I walked over with a quicker pace and asked her, "Why didn't you go to the scene with Fu Yuxin?" ”

She said: "The lazy deputy captain is gone, what do you want me to do?" ”

As he spoke, he was already in the task room, and there were a few more materials on the table.

Hu Hailian said: "It's really weird. In the past few days, we have been in contact with Liang Bao City, hoping that they can cooperate with the investigation and send the original files of several cases we want, but they refused to live or die, and found all kinds of excuses to push back. ”

I knew it, but I didn't speak.

Hu Hailian said: "I just went through it hastily, and I don't think it can be of much help. ”

I picked up the materials of the "oil painting case" and flipped through them, one page, two pages, three pages, and the name of Cheng Donglin appeared on the fourth page, the project manager of the Wengang hotel chain, walking on the street two months after the "oil painting case" was pointed out as the murderer by the victim's daughter, but the size of his shoes did not match the footprints left at the murder scene, and there was no other circumstantial evidence, no motive or anything, so he let it go.

There is a half-length photo of Cheng Donglin, because it is faxed, the quality is very poor, blurry, and you can only see the general outline of the facial features, not ugly or handsome, no obvious features, it is the kind of appearance that is thrown into the pile of people and instantly submerged.

The facts of the case are basically clear, this man named Cheng Donglin is a perverted murderer, who has successfully hidden himself for so many years because of his cleverness, and has committed so many murderous murders but has not been detected by the police.

It is no wonder that although the frequency of his crimes is not low, it is not too high, and the location, murder weapon and method of each case are different, and the victims have no relationship with each other, so it is reasonable that the police did not treat it as a serial case.

But after all, there is no perfect crime, someone found Cheng Donglin and confirmed the evidence, and then selected the appropriate victim's family from the case he committed, organized a revenge alliance, tried him and sentenced him to death.

That's the general case.

However, there are two things that are not clear.

First, how did the murderer "transform" the randomly selected scum into a winter forest?

Second, where is the real Chengdonglin now?

Since the "Hand of God" case is revenge, then Cheng Donglin himself is the most damned one, so far the deceased of several replicas is not him, it is estimated that he will be in the last revenge case, as the finale and the end, if you can find him before the last murder, although it is heinous, but in the current situation, he is more useful alive than dead.

Hu Hailian was stunned for a while when she saw me posting a black and white photo, and then knew that there was something wrong with this person, so she immediately read his information, and then asked me: "Is this person the real murderer of those cases in Liangbao City?" It was wrong for the police over there to release him because the evidence did not match, right? ”

How clever, girl, you can see the essence of things just by looking at my expression. I remembered what Xiaohai said to me before, she said that the stupidity in the world has its own stupidity, but smart people are almost all smart on the same road. At the time, she said this to the lazy man, to remind me of his concerns. Now it seems that it is really suitable for anyone.

Hu Hailian left and went to contact the police in Liangbao City, hoping to get more information about Cheng Donglin. I don't think it's of much use, Cheng Donglin has been investigated over there and released people again, and now the police here suddenly suggest that he may be a perverted murderer, and he clearly questions their ability to handle cases, so it's strange that they can cooperate well. So I'm still relieved to wait for the news of Dai Furong to be more reliable.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone who had gone to the township came back, and I received a text message from Wang Dongsheng saying that the bodies of the victims of the "bridge pile case" were already on the autopsy table, so I rushed there without saying a word.

I wasn't interested in corpses, I wasn't interested in how he died or the physical trauma before and after he died, the only thing I was interested in was the smell of silver shell stalks in the air as I stood next to the dissecting table.

Sure enough, it has the taste of silver shell terrier.

Sure enough, it came from a corpse.

I cautiously sniffed closer, and got closer and closer, until I was almost close to the corpse's face, and finally confirmed that the smell was coming from the nose of the deceased, and that the smell was the most concentrated, and it did not drift away, and it should have been the flower or leaf or stem of the silver shell stalk stuffed inside, or ...... Flower sap.

I shuddered at the thought that the corpse might have the sap of a silver shell stalk in its nose, goosebumps on my arm, and I quickly took a step back.

The people around me didn't know why, and when they saw me retreating, they instinctively followed suit, looking at me inexplicably.

I went outside, took off my gloves, took off my blue protective clothing, and whispered to Wang Dongsheng: "Pay attention to the nasal cavity of the corpse during the autopsy, see what is inside, and pay attention to protective measures to avoid poison or other harm." ”

Wang Dongsheng looked at me with a solemn face and wanted to ask, but he didn't ask after all, he only nodded.

When they returned to the task room, they were working on sticky notes. Three days ago, the old Zhang Tou, who claimed to be surnamed Cheng, wrote his son's name and mobile phone number on the desk calendar in the office of the town police station, hoping that the police would help contact him, but unfortunately he was not taken seriously, and he tore off the ball and threw it away, and then used a few pages, so the charcoal powder experiment painted a mess of terrible traces, and the number was unrecognizable, but the word "Cheng" was vaguely visible, and there was another word behind the surname, which was the name of Cheng Donglin's son. I met with the old lazy man and tossed over and over again, and studied it for a long time before I barely thought it was "Chengjian".

I told them all about the situation that the policeman surnamed Deng remembered to tell me after they left, as well as the files from Liangbao City and the conjecture about Cheng Donglin.

Fu Yuxin's face was ugly, almost a grayish white close to a dead man.

I have been observing since they came back, and found that Fu Yuxin is often in a state of dissociation, and a few times I came back to my senses and found that I was staring at him, very caught off guard, and laughed unnaturally. The old lazy showed a nervousness that was almost excited, and although he tried hard to suppress it, he couldn't help but flow out of his subtle expression for a few moments.

Well, both of these men have secrets in their hearts.

I don't know if it's the same secret, but I guess it must be a very big, amazing, and shocking secret that can scare people to death when they are said.

Everyone was silent with their own thoughts.

Hu Hailian came back with a depressed expression, threw the materials of Cheng Donglin in her hand on the table, and scolded and said that the police in Liangbao City were all shit and refused to cooperate at all. Then discuss with Fu Yuxin, just let her go to Liangbao City.

Fu Yuxin didn't want to give it to her without thinking about it, and said: "At this time, it's good if you don't go elsewhere to borrow someone to come over, but you have to transfer it out?" ”

Hu Hailian was even more depressed.

I felt that there was some kind of gloomy air flow flowing in Fu Yuxin's blood, cold, sizzling and bubbling, not necessarily dangerous, but absolutely terrifying, I am afraid that it would be earth-shattering.

It suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't known him for so long, but I really didn't know anything about him.

Not only me, but I'm afraid that people up and down the bureau don't know about him.

I only know that he used to be the deputy captain of the Jiangcheng Criminal Police Corps, and after solving a major case and making meritorious contributions, he was promoted to Qianzhou and became the captain here.

I really don't know anything else.

And the old lazy fell asleep in the chair again, a cigarette in his mouth, and his legs were spread apart, stretched straight out.

It's the same with the lazy man, except that he was transferred from Shanghai, we don't know anything else.

It seems that everyone is a little unclear.

Including myself.

If you look into it carefully, Xiaohai's way of coming from is not right. She doesn't seem to have much of a problem with herself, but her dad has a problem.

It's just that one or two of the people in a group are unknown, and they prefer a few, which is very wrong.

I looked at the people present one by one, and a vague thought suddenly popped up in my heart: there was some person, or some event, that attracted us who had problems with the way to come together.

The thought startled me slightly.

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