In the middle of the night, Deputy Captain Yan of the Criminal Police Brigade suddenly called me, and his tone was very urgent: "Detective Su, can I trouble you to come over, the homicide case feels a little weird, I will send the address to your mobile phone immediately." ”

I hung up the phone, picked up the key and rushed downstairs, sat in the car before looking at the address in WeChat, a fast hotel in the middle of Lily Road, and slammed on the accelerator to rush over.

When I arrived, the police had already done the groundwork, and the people from the Forensic Bureau had also entered, and the police officer who answered me at the gate wanted to tell me about the situation inside, but I stopped him from telling him, and only asked him to lead the way.

I want to see for myself and feel for myself.

My senses are naturally keen, and I can feel some things that ordinary people can't feel, and Deputy Captain Yan of the Criminal Police Brigade takes a fancy to me, so whenever there is a criminal case, as long as it is very close to the time of the crime, he will basically call me to the scene.

Because the closer the time passes, the heavier the magnetic field of the murderer's breath, the more I can find something.

It sounds a bit supernatural, as if I'm a "psychic detective" or something, but it's not, there is a scientific basis, and Wang Dongsheng of the forensics department understands.

The scene was on the fourth floor, and when I got out of the elevator, I saw Deputy Captain Yan, Liu Yimin, Hu Hailian and others all in the corridor, but I didn't see Fu Yuxin and Bai Yafeng.

I can already smell the smell of blood in the air, and judging by the concentration, the scene is probably a bit miserable.

In addition to the smell of blood, there seems to be something else, like traditional Chinese medicine, a little bitter, if there is no mixed with the smell of blood, I am in a hurry to see the scene of the murder, so I don't pay much attention to this somewhat unreasonable smell of medicine.

Deputy Captain Yan led me to the room where the murder occurred, Wang Dongsheng happened to come out of it, his eyebrows were twisted very seriously, and he showed a startled expression when he saw me, as if he didn't expect me to come at all, but he quickly adjusted his state, withdrew from the door, and gave me the scene.

Before I could step through the door and look closely at the corpse on the bed, I could already feel a strong emotion trembling in the air, hatred.

Great hatred.

It's a vendetta.

The murderer was a man with strong physical strength and very neat movements, and when I stood by the door, I could feel that he had opened the door not long ago and left the scene and walked in the direction of the staircase.

It's "walking", not running.

The murderer was not panicked at all.

This can also be analyzed from the bloody footprints on the carpet in the corridor. Moreover, he did not wear gloves when he committed the murder, and left bloody handprints on the doorknob, and his fingerprints were very clear.

I think I can understand why Vice Captain Yan would say on the phone that this murder was a bit "weird".

It's a bit quirky indeed.

The body was on the bed, a young woman, naked and lying on her back in an inclined "big" shape, her eyes were gouged out and thrown to the ground, her chest was wounded, and blood was still gushing out, her stomach was opened, her intestines were dripping out of the bed, and her private parts were cut off entirely, and the flesh was blurred.

There is also a striking point: on the white wall at the head of the bed, near the bedside table, there is a palm-sized, simple-stroke, blood-drawn eye, with a clear outline, but the eyeball part is blank.

The whole eye was also punched with a huge X.

The corpse's right hand pointed right at the point of the eye. I think the murderer deliberately put it in this way to signal the police to pay attention to the picture on the wall.

I don't know why, when I saw this eye that had been hit X, my heart suddenly jumped a few times, and I felt very ominous.

When the forensic staff next to me saw me walk in, they all slowly retreated into the corridor outside, closed the door, and gave me the scene.

It's not once or twice that I've intervened in criminal cases as a "consultant", they're used to it and know the rules. Some people in the bureau call me "Detective Su", and they will also call me "Sulmos" half-ridiculously and half-seriously, some people who are close to me call me "Miss Su", and those who are closer, like Bai Yafeng and Liu Yimin, all call my name directly, and drag a voice behind me, Nier, it sounds like a family member.

After only me and the corpse were left in the room, there was a sudden sense of emptiness and slaughter, and for no reason I felt a yin wind behind my ears, as if this woman was unwilling to die, and her soul lingered and refused to leave, as if she wanted to tell me something.

I made up my mind and slowly walked to the bedside to take a closer look at the body.

It was a very young woman, twenty-two or three-year-old, who was stabbed in the heart and died instantly.

It could be seen that the woman had no foresight of her impending doom before she died, and her half-open mouth made her already incomplete face look even more startled.

I looked at the two eyeballs that had been gouged out by the murderer and casually thrown on the floor, and then at the eye painted with blood on the wall of the bedside, and the anxiety in my heart became stronger and stronger, but I couldn't understand why.

I could feel the intense hatred of the killer in the room, close my eyes and try to catch it, and I could even hear the emotions crackling, almost igniting the air.

Definitely a vendetta can't be wrong.

The murderer hates the victim to the extreme, so after killing the other party, he also destroyed the uterus and pubic area.

This is the meaning of cursing people to cut off their children and grandchildren, and never be able to live beyond their lives.

However, the doors and windows were not damaged, there were no traces of a fight or struggle at the scene, and there were no obvious resistance injuries on the body.

That is to say, the deceased and the murderer must have known each other, and even knew each other very well, and the two of them came here to open a room to enjoy the joy of fish and water, and as a result, they had different dreams in the same bed.

I can feel that the murderer has been planning for a long time for today's move.

Looking up at the blood-painted eye on the wall at the head of the bed, my heart was beating involuntarily, as if the pattern had something to do with me, and every time I looked at it, there was a sense of horror.