"Aren't you telling me so much now to persuade me to confess? I'm telling you, if I didn't do it, I didn't do it, I don't eat it if it's soft and hard, you die of this heart! ”

The policeman raised his left hand, shook it, and said, "Wait a minute, I'm telling you now from a private standpoint, I really understand you, because I'm also a police officer, and I know that you have taken so many risks in the past, and with your wisdom and courage to solve so many big cases." So be it, I can let you go. ”

When I heard this, my eyes suddenly lit up, and I had hope in my heart!

"Really?" I asked.

He nodded affirmatively and said, "Really, but I can only give you one day, and if you can't prove your innocence within 24 hours, then I can't do anything." Also, don't think about running away, I can't afford this black cauldron. ”

"I'm not going to run away! But one day is too little, at least give me three days, okay? "Actually, three days was very tight for me.

He frowned, thought for a moment, and whispered: "I'm just a small captain, if this matter is held accountable by my superiors, I feel that it will be difficult for me to explain." Otherwise, you slam me in the head, knock me unconscious, and go on your own. ”

"And what about your colleagues outside? They won't let me go! I said.

He picked up his phone and called a colleague: "Chen, Officer He will go out in a while and let him go." ”

"Got it, Captain."

When I was sure that everything was right, I used my handcuffed hands to knock him unconscious to the ground, and then took his handcuff keys and car keys, opened the handcuffs, and walked out.

When the police outside saw me come out, they were all looking at me, but no one came near me.

It was raining again outside the police station, it was very dark, and I had no umbrella so I could only move forward in the rain.

The cold rain was as cold as I was feeling at the moment, and the rain made my clothes stick to my skin, but it caused my body temperature to rise rapidly.

I honked the siren, found the captain's car, and left the place.

Along the way, I felt a lot of pressure inside because the organization was hiding in the shadows, and it was difficult for me to find them.

But I believe that the clue should be in that villa.

I saw that there was a charger in the car, so I took out my mobile phone to charge it, turned on the recorder while charging, and said: "Today is October 23rd, and it is now 2:13 in the afternoon, I decided to go back to the mountain to investigate the case of the missing person, confirm my innocence, and bring the real murderer to justice." I'm recording my voice now, and if something happens to me, it's all the clues, and maybe you can find the real murderer. ”

Along the way, I told everything I knew, including the name of the organization, "The Devil's Vespers," and the disappearance of a person five years ago.

After coming to the mountain, I returned to the wooden house, still holding my mobile phone, while investigating, while recording, said: "This is where Fan Zhentian, a student of the police academy, lived, and the reason why he came here is because of the first missing person, that is his girlfriend, named Zhou Li, whose family background is the same as that of other missing people, very prominent......

Checking and checking, I suddenly noticed that there was a faint red on the floor, which seemed to be bloodstains.

I saw vinegar here, and I poured it on the floor to see if the acetic acid would react.

It turned out that there were really blood stains here.

I then turned into the recorder on my phone and said, "It's strange, why is there such a large blood stain here?" Could it be that Fan Zhentian is the murderer? However, this may also be the clue left behind by someone who came here to commit the crime after I took Fan Zhentian away. But no matter what, Fan Zhentian's suspicion cannot be ruled out, even if I am friends with him in distress. ”

After investigating this place, I walked to the front of the wall again, and did not let go of the corner, and investigated carefully.

But it's very rudimentary, almost unobstructed, so no clues can be found.

I went to the big tree from which the head had been hung and said, "Where I am now, about a kilometer from the hut, there used to be a human head hanging from it, and there were bones under it. According to Fan Zhentian, this is a detective who is going to take the hanging red. I think he must have been killed by the TDEP guys as well. ”

In this way, I explored all the way to the villa.

It's a ruin, but I'm shocked that it collapsed before my eyes.

I knew I needed to overcome this psychological barrier, so I took the plunge and walked over.

In the drizzle, I was on the ruins, looking for the ten envelopes, they were also important clues, and finding them under this mess would undoubtedly be very helpful in solving the case, at least to know the clues of the next victim.

I searched for it, but the envelope was still not found, but a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind: Why did those people put the victim's name and background on the envelope?

I can't figure it out!

I lowered my head and let the cold rain wash away my filth, and all that lingered in my mind was the appearance of someone writing names and other things on the envelope.

The envelope is like a reminder.

Just as I was pondering, a voice suddenly came from behind me: "Help! This voice seemed very faint, it should have come from a distance, and there was a trace of sadness in the voice.

I hurriedly turned my head and looked over.

Behind it were the woods, swaying under the wind.

Listening to the "huh-huh-huh" sound, I played back my recording, and I really heard that help! I immediately turned around and walked towards the woods, scrambling to find it.

As a result, I found two traces of being dragged on the ground.

What kind of person should this be, the heel rubbed against the ground, so it left such marks.

I immediately crouched down and measured my unstrained foot, verifying my inference.

"The sound of help just now came from here, but I didn't see anyone, only two traces left by being dragged away." I finished talking to my phone and looked around again.

I knew that there should be a murderer here besides the person who shouted for help, so I was extra cautious.

The woods were thick, and in the dark, maybe someone was watching me, watching from one side to the other, so I kept turning back and turning around, trying to find the person hiding in the shadows.

By this time, the sweat had soaked my clothes and made me very uncomfortable.

After I had turned a few times, the woods suddenly became very quiet, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and even the sound of the leaves rubbing against each other came to an abrupt end.