All the adults present fell silent after the child's words, and the atmosphere in the room instantly fell into freezing, Sun Jianguo was the first to react, and made a gesture to snatch the child from his mother's arms and prepare to beat him.

"This melon baby has a bag in the braincase, and I dare to say this kind of nonsense, I call you skin, I call you skin!"

The child's mother knew that her husband was really likely to hit the child when he was in a mood, so she hugged the child tightly and did not dare to hand the child over.

The couple immediately tugged.

"Sun Jianguo, pay attention, what are you going to do!"

Fat Wu shouted very seriously at this time.

"You are a people's policeman, look at your current appearance, do you want domestic violence!"

Sun Jianguo didn't really want to hit the child, in his opinion, this child was pure nonsense, joking about his dead father, and at that moment just now, he himself was taken aback by the child's words, and it is easy to cause loss of control when people are emotionally out of control.

"I'm sorry, Team Wu. Sun Jianguo lowered his head and kept panting, but his eyes still glanced at the bed from time to time.

"Take away the posthumous photos in the living room, the grandparents have taken the children more time since they were young, right?" Liang Chuan said at this time.

"That's right, the two of us are busy with work, and our children have been brought by grandparents at home since they were young. The child's mother replied.

"Well, it is easy to cause psychological hints to children when they are placed in the living room, and now there are many channels for children to contact information, you should also try to mourn, don't show too much in front of the child, his grandfather is gone, he has not reacted to his mentality, but he knows that the dead are a very terrible thing, so he created a conjecture for himself.

This needs to be paid attention to from an early age, otherwise it is easy to suffer from some mental illness. ”

"I know Advisor Liang, thank you. Sun Jianguo thanked Liang Chuan.

Then everyone began to have dinner, probably because of the child's words, which caused the atmosphere of dinner to be a little awkward, and after the meal, Wu Fatzi did not stop and walked out of the community with Liang Chuan.

", that's a shame. Wu Fatzi spat on the ground, and then handed Liang Chuan a cigarette, "Chuan'er, is what you just said true?"

"What?" Liang Chuan didn't seem to understand what Wu Fatzi meant.

"Is that kid, is it really just a child's imagination?" Wu Fatzi's desire to learn seemed to be very strong, of course, it was estimated that everyone present at the time would subconsciously think about this problem.

"Then what else do you need to explain?" Liang Chuan smiled, lit the cigarette, took a puff, and spit out the smoke ring, "Or, if I explain that the child is young and his innate qi has not yet dissipated, so he can see those dirty things?"

Fat Wu shook his head wryly, as a policeman, it was obviously inappropriate to believe in such feudal superstitions.

"The sea, are you afraid of ghosts?" Liang Chuan suddenly asked.

"What?" Wu Fatzi was stunned for a moment, then took out his wallet, took out his documents from it and placed them in front of Liang Chuan, the national emblem on it was shining, "With this thing, I will not invade all evils." ”

When they got to the car, the two got into the car together.

"Chuan'er, actually, I really want to hear what has happened to you in the last few years. Wu Fatzi looked at Liang Chuan and said sincerely.

Liang Chuan did not respond.

Wu Fatzi was not too strong, and drove Liang Chuan to the downstairs of his "Dead Department Store", at which time the power supply had already been restored, and there were several barbecue stalls and hair salons on the side streets.

"Why don't you come up and sit down?" Liang Chuan said to the fat man Wu in the car at the door.

"Forget it, next time. "Fat Wu really doesn't want to go to bed quickly and go to the underworld shop to visit, he is worried that it will affect his sleep quality tonight.

After Wu Dahai drove away, Liang Chuan opened the door and walked into his store, where his home was on the second floor above the store.

The lights turned on, Liang Chuan closed the door and walked up to the second floor, where he took off his leather shoes and placed them neatly along the line of tiles, and then carefully adjusted them to make sure they were placed in perfect place, before entering the tatami room.

"Meow. ”

A cat with a whole white body crawled on the windowsill, and when Liang Chuan came back, he raised his head and barked, and then crawled back again.

The bedroom is furnished with a quilt, a pillow, and an old-fashioned tape recorder, but there are no other furnishings, which makes the room, which is actually quite small, seem a little empty.

Turn on the tape recorder, push in the tape, press the play button,

The eerie tune of "Blood Spread" began to flow,

It was as if a layer of frost was beginning to creep into every corner of the room.

Liang Chuan closed his eyes and lay down, the light in the bedroom was still on, he needed light, even when he was asleep, he was not afraid of the dark, but the light could give people the feeling that he was being watched, what he hated was the silence and emptiness in the narrow space.

"Meow. ”

The white cat barked again, then jumped off the windowsill and lay down beside Liang Chuan.

The cat, whose name is "Pu'er", is another owner of this family.

The music kept looping, and in this atmosphere, Liang Chuan began to fall asleep.

..................

The darkness began to attack slowly, and Liang Chuan seemed to see the young man named Sun Xiaoqiang standing in front of his mother with a pen, his mother covered her eyes and wailed in pain, and between her fingers, blood began to drip out continuously;

He seemed to see a cold old man lying next to a child's bed, the old man's cheeks were red, this was too thick with makeup, and the old man's lips were no longer a loving smile, but with a strange feeling, like a pale paper figure.

All around, began to become more and more closed, bringing fear and depression,

In the end,

Liang Chuan saw a red high-heeled shoe fall in front of him,

"Snap"

There was an extremely crisp sound.

"Hoo ............"

Liang Chuan opened his eyes suddenly, and he could sense that he was already drenched in cold sweat.

Pu'er was awakened, and it just glanced at Liang Chuan a little lazily, as if to say, have a nightmare again?

I got up, pressed the pause button on the tape recorder, poured myself a glass of ice water, looked at the time, and I had only slept for three hours.

There was no TV in the bedroom, and there was nothing else to entertain, Liang Chuan stood by the windowsill with the water, the street was completely deserted, and there were occasional noises in the distance, but they would not break the main theme of the night's silence.

The phone rang downstairs at this time, and Liang Chuan went downstairs and picked up the phone from the counter.

"Hey. ”

"Chuan'er, I'm sorry, something happened, you have to come. On the other end of the phone was the voice of Wu Fatzi.

"What's wrong?" Liang Chuan's face didn't have any expression.

"A corpse was found in a well in the West Village, you told me before, if you want to do a psychological profile, it is best for you to come to the scene as soon as possible to feel the atmosphere of the scene, and I will send someone to pick you up now, okay?"

"Good. Liang Chuan nodded, hung up the phone, and began to get dressed.

The clothes to be worn today have already been prepared, Liang Chuan changed himself, stood in front of the mirror, meticulously arranged his outfits, and behind him, there were rows of wreaths, which were naturally reflected in the mirror.

Liang Chuan felt that he was personally sorting out his remains,

sacred

Cold.

"Meow. ”

Pu'er appeared at the top of the staircase.

"I'll go out for a while, you look after the house. ”

As if he understood, Pu'er went upstairs again.

It didn't take long for there to be a knock on the door outside, and Liang Chuan opened the door, and the one who came to pick him up was a female police officer, very young and a little thin.

"Hello, Advisor Liang, my name is Qin Tao, you can call me Peach, Team Wu asked me to pick you up. ”

Liang Chuan nodded and got into her police car.

Wandering around in a cold police car in the middle of the night isn't a great thing to enjoy, at least, for most normal people, the feeling of sitting in a police car can be more unbearable than sitting in a taxi full of smoke smells.

"You're nervous. Liang Chuan, who was sitting in the back seat, said.

"No, no, I'm not nervous, I'm just a little cold. The female detective said a little crampedly.

"The physiological perception of cold and the psychological response to stress are sometimes very similar. Liang Chuan did not continue to drag on this topic, but said: "Tell me about the case." ”

"The corpse found in the well in the field, which was found tonight when a farmer went to prepare for the pumping of water, was so rotten that it was impossible to see. ”

Liang Chuan shook his head slightly and gave up questioning the new criminal policeman.

A quarter of an hour later, the police car drove into the West Village area and stopped in the field to the east of the village, where many villagers gathered to watch the excitement, and the police had already controlled and cleared the scene, and also set up a cordon.

"Chuan'er, you're here. Wu Fatzi snorted and ran directly and led Liang Chuan to the first scene, "This well is usually not used, and only when the fields are irrigated, some people will remember that the body is already highly decomposed, and it was found with its head down and feet up." ”

Liang Chuan took a look at the well, this well is not very big, and there are fields all around, and the villagers usually do not come here to get water for drinking, and basically each family has its own well water or tap water.

"What about the corpse?" Liang Chuan asked.

"Oh, the corpse is here, you come with me. Wu Fatzi beckoned Liang Chuan to the location where the simple tent was set up on the side, and when he opened the tent, Wu Fatman's eyes narrowed, but the corpse inside was too "unbearable to look at".

A female forensic doctor dressed in white is crouching next to the body for examination.

"Jian Hong, the new forensic doctor in our team, the old man has retired. Wu Dahai introduced Liang Chuan.

"Team Wu, Advisor Liang. "Jian Hong is very tall, with a melon seed face, and wears black-framed glasses, giving people a sense of intellectual beauty, but her profession can indeed give ordinary people a special feeling.

"How's the inspection going?" Wu Dahai asked.

"The deceased weighed about 90 kilograms before his death, was between 30 and 40 years old, and the time of death was expected to be between 3 months and 1 year ago.

The mouth of the well was very small, only 33 centimeters in diameter, and the body was almost forced into it.

The cause of death was a blunt blow to the skull, and his facial bones were broken to the point of fracture, and it is estimated that even if the body is brought back to the police station, it will not be possible to restore the appearance of the person with images.

The body was naked, no identifiable information was found, and the fingerprint registration information was still waiting for feedback from the bureau, but I personally think that it should not be very optimistic to obtain the identity of the deceased through fingerprint recognition. ”

"It's been so long since I've been dead. Liang Chuan squatted down next to the corpse.

"Well, the specific time needs to be further analyzed to determine, but Advisor Liang, you can see that the corpse has long been highly decomposed, and there is no flesh left on the face, so I now speculate that the time of death should be half a year ago. Jian Hong said.

"I've been dead for so long that I can't hear his last words. Liang Chuan didn't seem to pay attention to the words of the female forensic doctor.

"What?" Jian Hong wondered.

"Do you think, corpses, can you speak?" Liang Chuan turned his face sideways, looked at the female forensic doctor, and asked very seriously.

The female forensic doctor thought that Liang Chuan was talking to her about the metaphor of the image, and said: "The corpse can speak, and our forensic doctor is to collect valuable information through the clues on the corpse to help the deceased ............."

The female forensic doctor stopped talking, because she saw Liang Chuan directly put his hand on the skull of the corpse,

"Consultant Liang, you ............"

"Shh............h

Liang Chuan made a silent gesture to the female forensic doctor,

Then he slowly closed his eyes,

It's like you're listening to something,

come

Put what you want to say,

Tell me............

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PS1: This case is based on a real case, and when this story is over, Long will tell everyone the name of the case, CCTV once had a program dedicated to this case, so in the next plot, you don't have to think that Long wrote the case so, because reality is always more like a novel than a novel.

PS2: The new book sets sail, Xiaolong is rolling here for collection (to add to the bookshelf), for recommendation tickets, for rewards!!!