Chapter 8: The Incredible
"All the deceased were sucked dry by an unknown method, except for the scars on the neck, there were no traces of resistance and sexual assault on the body, and all the victims were found in the body after being missing for more than 48 hours, and the time of death was no more than 12 hours, he had a means to make the deceased obedient, maybe drugs or hypnosis or something like that, these means are unknown, the high frequency of crimes, proves that he does not take the police seriously at all, have you ever thought that the victim disappeared earlyBut when the body was found, the time of death was not more than 12 hours, and what happened in the process of the victim's disappearance?
Wang Zeyu pointed to the empty bag of buns, and Yangzi hurriedly said.
"Ancestor, say it quickly, after the case is solved, you can choose any restaurant in City B, let alone steamed buns, I will bring you back if you want to eat the whole banquet of the Manchurian Dynasty" Yangzi looked at Wang Zeyu's appearance, patted his chest and swore that he said. muttered in his heart, "Fortunately, this little ancestor likes to eat, otherwise he would really have no choice."
"Raising" Wang Zeyu pursed his mouth and squeezed out two words if he hadn't eaten enough buns.
"Breeding?!" Yoko shuddered when she heard this, and cried out in surprise.
"Yes, that's right, it's breeding. That's why the body died no more than 12 hours ago. The murderer needs to take blood from the victim, he needs blood, he craves blood, little by little blood will not make the victim die, the murderer has high requirements for the quality of blood, once the victim dies, then the blood will not become very fresh. From the last victim to the present case, it did not take more than 8 hours, which proves that his need for blood is getting faster and faster, and this time the victim's blood type is an extremely rare blood type, which proves that ordinary blood is no longer enough for the murderer to satisfy, and he urgently needs fresher, higher quality blood, and this blood type In the 20 million population of City B, there are no more than ten people with this blood type, and only five people are registered in the case. ”
Wang Zeyu drank a large mouthful of soy milk with a dry mouth and continued.
"And from the on-site analysis of the old housing area, all the traces are produced in the living room, a total of three, the first should be the woman named Zhu Ruirui, the door lock has not been broken, it is the woman who took the initiative to open the door, this is also a place I have never been able to understand. Why did that woman open the door to the murderer so easily, defenseless, "I'm afraid that no matter how smart Wang Zeyu is, I don't know the reason."
The prey was in front, and the murderer couldn't wait to cut the woman's neck with a sharp weapon. There was a struggle but nothing worked, and this was the first trace."
"And the sudden appearance of the man did not make the murderer panic, but he ate in the living room very quietly until there was a head-on conflict, which is the second trace"
"I rushed to the scene as soon as I saw that the air was filled with the smell of coal oil, and the furniture had some signs of burning. There is also a zipp liner. Based on these three points alone, I have reason to suspect that the man burned the murderer, and this is the third trace"
"But it was the man who fell in the end, and there was another suspicion. According to the arrogant character of the murderer, he should have killed the man who injured him with his own hands, but he didn't, and I haven't thought about it."
"Maybe it's because the killer was injured too badly, and there's no way to do it?"
"There is also a possibility that the murderer feels that danger is approaching and has no time to deal with them" If the murderer was by Wang Zeyu's side at this moment, he would definitely give 32 likes.
"Yoko, you can prepare, find out all the remaining rare blood types in the city, and protect them in a unified manner. We have to thank that man, now the murderer is like a wounded beast and extremely terrifying. His thirst for blood will get stronger and stronger, and there will be movement in less than four hours, but I always advise, you don't get too involved in this matter, I always feel that this matter is a bit mysterious, and it is strange everywhere, and soon a task force will come to take over."
"Hahaha, anyway, if you can prevent the next case from happening, then I'll arrange for people. You can do the things that use your brain, and I will do the things that fight," Yangzi smiled heartily, and after listening to Wang Zeyu's analysis, the gloom dissipated a lot.
"Be careful" The big sweatshirt and hat covered his eyes and he couldn't see anything, but his tone was a little solemn.
"I still have it, what am I afraid of" Listening to Wang Zeyu's solemn tone, Yangzi lifted the black skin a little. A swarthy Type 92 semi-automatic pistol, the shiny sound of gunfire exuded a solemn aura.
No matter what Yoko said, Wang Zeyu's bad premonition in his heart was still very strong. He rummaged through the inner pocket of his sweatshirt and took one out of it, and handed it to Yoko with a ball wrapped in tin foil.
Yoko took the ball and played with it in her hand.
"What is this?" greeted Wang Yuze with a greeting face.
"This is a gadget that I usually research when I am resting at home and have nothing to do, which can be used for self-defense. Wang Zeyu replied.
"What's the use of that?" asked Yoko
"When you're in danger, you raise the ball high with both hands, shout Demacia, and throw it in the enemy's face."
And at this moment, Yoko's face is full of black lines. With a look of tease me again, I carefully put the ball away.
"I've taken the stuff, you keep an eye here, call me with news. After saying that, Yoko rubbed his frozen red hands and trotted out.
Wang Zeyu stared at the disappearing back of Yangzi, still a little uneasy, hurriedly took out a business card from his pocket and called according to the phone number on the business card.
"Toot toot toot.." After a few busy tones, the phone was connected. The tone was very solemn
"The boss... Do you still have your buns.."
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In the CT room, two old doctors in white coats were arguing with red faces. Their beards are about to stand on end.
"Lao He, do you understand, if we can study the mystery of this patient's body, we will win the Nobel Prize. In this way, do you know that you can save the lives of young people every year" said a doctor who was slightly younger than Lao He, his hair was a little thin, but it looked black and oily, which proved that he usually took good care of his hair. With a pair of glasses that looks like Sven,
"Director Wang, he's a human, not a guinea pig in your lab. It's not the object of your dissection, he's my patient, don't you say it" At this moment, Director He's face was full of disdain and indifference, and his speech was a little cold
"He Jianyi, are you a stubborn donkey?, do you understand the meaning of this young man, I didn't say that I wanted to dissect him, I just cut his body and examined it. At this moment, Director Wang's face was flushed, and he touched his only few hairs.
"Incision, do you think surgery is child's play, we are doctors! Not executioners!" Director He was a little trembling by Director Wang's angry voice.
Director Wang suddenly found that he couldn't make sense of this person, but he firmly believed that what he did was right. He couldn't help but say, and was about to pull the man lying in the CT compartment closer to the operating room, and saw that the situation was not good. Director He stepped forward to stop him, and the two pushed and shouted, Director Wang reacted faster by relying on being a few years younger than Director He. A few dodged to avoid his block, and looked at Director He behind him with a smug face, with an expression of you coming to bite me.
Director He saw that he was about to break through the encirclement, and grabbed him with his eyes closed in a little panic, and Director He felt that some furry things were dragged down by him, held in his hands, and were a little oily.
Director Wang was still smiling proudly, and suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head. He reached out and touched the top of his head, which suddenly became extremely smooth. His smile was a little stiff at the moment, and he looked at the handful of hair on Director He's hand behind him. The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward. Director He didn't have the appearance of arguing with reason just now, and looked at him stupidly. Said embarrassedly.
"Lao Wang, you go for a hair transplant, and my money for a hair transplant will be given to you"
"He Jianyi, I fought with you today!!" Director Wang suddenly rushed towards Director He. Director He dodged with a sharp dodge. Then he started running with his hair in his hands.
"Lao Wang, listen to my explanation, I really didn't mean it. Hey, hey!!You listen to me!!" Director He seemed to be possessed by Bruce Lee at the moment, and he dodged Lao Wang's pounce one after another.
"Wait until I catch you... Listen to your calm explanation," Lao Wang gritted his teeth a little.
In this way, the heavyweight directors of the two hospitals, running and chasing, completely lost their usual majesty, and they didn't care about any face.
And the initiator of this incident is still lying quietly in the CT room. On the screen connected to the huge instrument of MRI, you can clearly see that the man's broken bones are growing new bones little by little at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.
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The man looked at the gray space around, and the gray gas flowed in all directions like a cloud. I couldn't help but wonder, "Where is this?" Mao Yu found that he was no longer wearing the original clothes, but a white plain dress from his neck to his ankles. It walks slowly against the current. At the end of the air flow was a large circular gray haze, mottled in this haze, which looked very thick and solid.
Around him, Mao Yu was surprised to find that there were some small transparent cyclones hovering around the gray haze. And in the next second, all the cyclones swooped down towards the black haze like seagulls predating, and some of them were scattered in the air like actual haze waves before they could rush forward.
The rest of the successful cyclones all drew a trace of black haze from the black sphere. After bringing the haze out, the cyclone seemed to have completed its mission and slowly dissipated into the air. And that trace of black haze gas fell to the ground. Drifted with the flow. In this way, when all the small cyclones have dissipated, many more small cyclones appear out of thin air. Continuing their mission. Succession after succession.
And Mao Yu looked at the huge haze with some curiosity and wanted to touch it.
The deafening sound of "stop" was like thunder. It was as if the whole space was shaking. And the man who covered his ears found that there was no use for eggs. The sound seemed to hit the heart.
"Don't touch it, or you'll die"