Jiang Sheng is by no means a perverted murderer in the ordinary sense, this person has not only lost empathy, has a thirst for killing, but also has a certain degree of mental problems.

In my opinion, in the Heijin case, he couldn't find any justified motive for committing the crime in the process of committing the crime, and it was like having a hot head and doing that series of heinous cases.

Having said that, that bastard's IQ is much higher than that of ordinary people, and because of the experience of the Indoctrination Field Project, he has a strong anti-reconnaissance ability.

Such a guy is extremely difficult to deal with, and if he is not careful, he may be toyed with in applause.

Looking at the tragic death of Luo Bing under the rooftop, my mind was full of the blood word 819.

In the Black Gold case, Jiang Sheng originally wanted to kill nine people, but as of today, eight women have been brutally murdered.

Even if Luo Bing died, it might not be enough to end it all, and if I really wanted to save the potential ninth victim, the most effective way to do that was to catch that bastard as soon as possible!

Lao Yan glanced back at me, and looked at me, and we quickly understood what each other was thinking.

After a while, the old man sighed heavily, and then led me downstairs step by step: "The more you come to this time, the more anxious you are, step by step, let's see if Xu Fugui has any gains over there!" ”

What Lao Yan said also makes sense.

A few hours ago, Xu Fugui was leading a team of criminal police to chase down those Yu Yinghao's minions.

If we can catch those guys, we may be able to find clues about Yu Yinghao's hiding place from the mouths of these guys.

That bastard and the top of the group should be hiding in some corner of the black gold market, and they are secretly planning something.

I have a feeling that Flowey may have been kidnapped to that place by them, and is being forced to undergo those experiments in the Indoctrination Field, but where is their hideout?

For a moment, I didn't have a clue. Apart from those four companies, where else could they be hiding?

The criminal police officers left behind by the city bureau have all arrived at the scene, and they are busy handling the corpse and collecting evidence, and with the things found in the room on the sixth floor, the red-clothed case can be considered to be successfully closed. It's just that watching Luo Bing's broken corpse being slowly carried onto the corpse truck, my heart suddenly swelled with thousands of feelings, and I was very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Lao Yan also received a call from Xu Fugui.

Although the police surrounded those Yu Yinghao's minions, after a fight, all the people over there shot themselves, leaving no one alive.

I suspect that the Yu Group has also completely brainwashed its subordinates, just like the researchers I saw in the underground research institute of Fuqiang Culture. Those members believed in the beautiful "blueprint" constructed by Yu Yinghao, and spared no effort to give everything for that bastard, even if it was to sacrifice their lives.

It's really embarrassing to think about.

In an instant, the sky was completely clear, and the sun was shining on the streets, bringing a long-lost warmth.

Old farmers selling vegetables, early stalls, old people exercising in the morning, and busy office workers are all mixed together, making the originally quiet urban-rural junction gradually become lively.

Human beings are born forgetful, and every ordinary person is like an ant, trying to live.

The hustle and bustle of last night had dissipated, as if there had never been a homicide or a death.

After learning the news from Xu Fugui's side, the person who reacted the most was Lu Yuan on the side: "This is good!" The clue is broken again, now, what should we do? ”

"Don't worry, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, I don't say anything to the old man who is half buried in loess, what are you yelling about?" Lao Yan glanced at Lu Yuan, then ignored him, and walked towards a breakfast stall by himself.

I found that since I walked around the ghost gate, this old man seemed to have seen through life and death, and he was not in a hurry for anything.

It was a breakfast stall specializing in ravioli, and the owner was also an old man with gray hair, who looked like he had lived here for a long time.

Lao Yan stepped forward, exchanged a few words with the stall owner, and then asked for three bowls of wonton refueling sticks, and prepared one for one of us: "It's been a busy night, it's hard work, eat something first and have a good rest." Only when the stomach is full can you have the strength to do something else. ”

"Okay, let's do it first!"

The stall owner skillfully threw the pre-wrapped wontons into the cauldron and gently stirred them with a colander spoon.

When the inside of the wontons is fully cooked, the wontons will swell outward and burst outward, and they will float up one after another. At this point, the old man used a colander to put the wontons into a bowl one by one, drizzled with broth, and sprinkled with a little chopped green onion.

When the three bowls of wontons were brought to us, in an instant, the aroma overflowed, making Lu Yuan and I forget the troubles in our hearts immediately.

"Eat it while it's hot!"

"Okay, you're welcome."

On the fritters that had just been fried out of the pan, the two of us didn't care about eating, and immediately feasted on what was in front of us. To be honest, I've been in the Black Gold Market for so long, and only this morning did I really have a decent breakfast.

Lao Yan was not in a hurry to move his chopsticks, lit a cigarette, and chatted with the stall owner on the side.

Taking advantage of the fact that there are few customers now, the stall owners don't have much to do, so they don't mind too much.

Between the words, we learned that although the stall owner set up a stall here, he did not live in this urban-rural area. His residence is about ten kilometers away from here, so every day before dawn, he has to prepare his things and ride here.

"Hey, fellow!" Lao Yan took a bite of the wonton, and then slowly spoke: "Your thing tastes really good, you shouldn't worry about running out of guests." Why did you come so far to set up a stall here? ”

After listening to Lao Yan's words, the stall owner took a towel to wipe the sweat on his face, and said helplessly: "I used to live here, and I have also set up a breakfast stall here for ten years, and I am familiar with many people inside." I know what each of them eats, what they like, and what taboos they have. Some time ago, my son bought a house and moved to the other side of the mountain, and he wanted to take me to live there. Many of the old customers are used to eating the wontons I make, and it would not be convenient for them to make a special trip to the other side of the mountain. Anyway, I'm old, and I don't have anything to do, so I just come over early to set up a stall, and I can still chat with those old guys every day, but I feel comfortable. ”

Looking at the simple smile on the stall owner's face, I suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth rise in my heart. To be honest, there are indeed very few people like him who are upright these years.

I finished eating the wontons, handed a cigarette to the uncle, and said slowly: "How is it, uncle, are you still used to living in a new place?" ”

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well yesterday. You also know that when people are old, there are many problems, especially at my age, and I can't sleep well even if I have a little movement. ”

"Movement?"

"yes." The uncle lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "It's usually fine, but I don't know what happened last night, there was a night of artillery in the mountain, and the noise made our whole building not sleep well!" ”

In an instant, Lao Yan and I felt that something was not quite right at the same time, and hurriedly asked the stall owner what was going on.

The stall owner recalled for a while, and then told us that last night at about four o'clock in the night, there was a constant crackling sound in the mountain, and he got up at night to take a look, and found that someone was actually setting off fireworks in the mountain. The fireworks were so loud that they almost woke up half of the people in the small building, and he didn't sleep well all night.

Lu Yuan listened, frowned, and then echoed: "It's not like this to have money these days, which guy with a short circuit in his head will set off fireworks in the mountains at night!" Could it be that today's young people chasing girls are so romantic? ”

I ignored Lu Yuan's complaints, but hurriedly asked the uncle where he lived.

In the entire Black Gold City, only a small part of the Yuping Mountain Range is deep in it, so the side of the mountain that the uncle said must also be in the Yuping Mountain. However, for most of last night, I was chased around in Yuping Mountain, but I didn't hear the kind of sound that my uncle said.

"That's it, this place, probably ......"

The uncle was in a hurry to point out to us the location where he lived on the map, but at this moment, Xu Fugui suddenly called over, saying that there was a major discovery, and let us rush over to take a look.

If I'm not mistaken, Xu Fugui's current location should also be in Yuping Mountain.

An unprecedented feeling immediately swept over my body, and I was shocked to break out in a cold sweat on my back, it seemed that something extraordinary might have happened in the mountains last night.

After paying for breakfast, we hurriedly got into the police car, kicked the accelerator far away, and quickly led us to the designated place.

In the car, Lao Yan kept snorting his cigarette and asked me with a solemn face if there were any clues about this matter.

Clues? I closed my eyes and recounted everything that had happened last night, and suddenly something very important came to mind.

At that time, when Zhong Yue kidnapped me, he vaguely revealed to me: Last night, Yu Yinghao had planned to do something to people like Tang Yirou, and the place they chose to attack was in an unfinished project area near Yuping Mountain.

Combined with a series of events, I have reason to believe that the strange sound that the uncle said, as well as Xu Fugui's discovery, are very likely to be related to this incident.

Could it be that Tang Yirou's gang has been completely wiped out by Yu Yinghao?

Looking out the car window at the swiftly passing scenery, I just felt uncomfortable.