Chapter 1 Train Murders

Have you ever heard of "ghouls"? It was a terrible creature, and legend has it that it would eat people, kill them, and make them corpses to eat. A hundred years ago, the village of Wind Chimes was attacked by "ghouls", and within a year, few of the villagers in the village were killed by "ghouls". In order to solve this demon, the old Wind Chime Village came in and out of the financial resources and invited a Taoist priest with advanced Taoism to subdue the demon.

The Taoist priest fought with the "ghoul" for three days and three nights, and there was still no distinction between superior and inferior, and at that time, he was forced to dispatch his magic weapon - wind chimes. With the swing of the wind, the wind chimes also made a "ding-ding-ding" sound, coupled with the mantra chanted by the Taoist priest, which made the "ghoul" miserable, and finally the "ghoul" was also dissolved. And the Taoist priest also used all the strength of his body and died of exhaustion.

In order to commemorate him, the villagers named the village with his magic weapon - wind chimes, and on the day of the death of the Taoist, a wind chime festival was held for the Taoist, which has been passed down from a hundred years ago to the present, and has been observed by many people. And the terrifying serial murder case that revolves around the "Wind Chime Festival" has slowly kicked off...

An old-fashioned green train whistled "woo" and drove into the platform, which was also full of people, and on the green car it was written: Balance - Harbor. It is an express train that covers a distance of 736 square kilometers and takes more than nine hours. As soon as the train enters the platform, the people waiting on the platform can't wait to get on the train.

In the carriage near the window, there was a particularly outstanding-looking young man, only to see his dark face, a moon scar on his forehead, his image is very similar to the image of Bao Gong in the Northern Song Dynasty in the Three Heroes and Five Righteousness. And after the boy got in the car, he took out a book of "Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection" and read it.

A beautiful woman with shawl hair and a lollipop chewing in her mouth got on the train, she looked around, and finally came to the boy's place. At first, he still called "handsome guy" softly, but he didn't answer after calling several times in a row, and the girl in the back was angered and yelled directly, scaring the passengers on the train. Only then did the black-faced young man react and hurriedly asked what was the matter. The girl said that this was her place, and the boy smiled embarrassedly, quickly got up to make way for her, and helped her put her luggage on the luggage rack.

"Really, I didn't expect people to look so black, and their hearts are also black, and they don't sit when they have a place, and they want to occupy other people's positions." As soon as the girl sat down, she began to complain. The boy is ashamed of himself.

The boy apologized again and again, and introduced himself to him, saying that his name was Bao Qingtian. When the girl saw that the boy was so polite, she didn't get angry, and she also introduced herself, and she was called Wenyuan. They also shook hands with each other, even if they knew each other.

The train quickly arrived at the next platform, and a strange man coming up from the platform attracted Bao Qingtian's attention. Although it is summer, the man wrapped himself tightly, a brown trench coat tightly covered the parts below his head, even the mask covered his head tightly, and he was wearing a pair of sunglasses on his face, as if he was afraid that others would recognize him. He also had a black briefcase in his hand, and he didn't know what it contained.

The man got on the train, and instead of looking for a place to sit down, he ran straight to the toilet. It was this strange behavior of dressing up that successfully attracted Bao Qingtian's attention, and his eyes kept watching the strange man walk into the bathroom.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Yuan, who was sitting opposite him, saw that Bao Qingtian was absent-minded, so he asked curiously. Bao Qingtian shook his head, indicating that it was nothing, and continued to read.

On the journey to the harbor, although there are passengers getting on and off one after another, there are more passengers on the bus than passengers getting off the bus.

There is also a county-level platform from the harbor, and Bao Qingtian, who was telling, heard the sound of "crackling", which startled Bao Qingtian. Then he asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"Fuss," a young man who didn't look very old in the seat next to him spoke, only to see him take down the newspaper, "This is the custom of the harbor, because the next stop is the wind chime village in the harbor city, and most of the people who go to the harbor city watch the wind chime festival, so they will set off firecrackers to welcome it." ”

[Reporter of Xinxing Culture Society - Zhao Wei (26)]

Bao Qingtian listened to the person who spoke, looked towards the next seat, and only saw that this person was dignified and personable, with a camera hanging on his chest, and a ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and he didn't know if he was married.

"Hello both, my name is Zhao Wei and I am a reporter."

Zhao Wei introduced himself very gentlemanly, which suddenly increased Wenyuan's favorability towards him. Compared with Bao Qingtian, Zhao Wei seems to be able to speak more.

When he arrived in Harbour City with half an hour left, he suddenly heard a scream. Bao Qingtian looked curiously at the place where he was screaming, only to see a female flight attendant sitting on the ground, covering her surprised mouth with her hand, and pointing to the toilet with the other hand, as if she was frightened. Bao Qingtian saw it and hurriedly ran over, but saw such a startling scene:

I only saw that the man in the windbreaker just now had his hands tied to the toilet pipe, his sunglasses were half-off, his loose beard was hidden under his mask, his mouth and face were lifeless, his briefcase was also opened, and there seemed to be traces of wetting the pockets on his body, the fatal wound was a gunshot wound to the temple on his head, and he was still holding a pistol in his left hand.

"This man, isn't it just now..."Bao Qingtian muttered to himself.

It seems that the police and the purser also heard the screams, so they hurried to this box, and were a little surprised to see the man lying in the toilet. Later, the police and purser were afraid of causing a scandal, so they quickly evacuated the passengers who were watching the excitement.

"This man, I know..."This sentence aroused the curiosity of the passengers, so they looked at it one after another, and found that it was Zhao Wei who said, "He seems to be from the Intelligence Bureau, and I have been in contact with him..."

A word that woke up the person in the dream, Zhao Wei's words made the police fall into thinking, why the intelligence bureau people appeared on this train, and why he was killed.

"Can you tell me what the situation was at that time?" The police turned around and asked the flight attendant who was so frightened that she had lost her soul.

"Because I was about to arrive at the station, the purser asked me to go to the toilet to inspect and see if there were any guests in the toilet, but when I got to the toilet in this carriage, I saw it..."

"Well, that's right, but looking at the deceased's situation, he should have been shot, but it's strange, why didn't he hear the gunshots."

The policeman's words made Bao Qingtian pause, and then combined with what had just happened, he thought in his heart: (So that's the case, no wonder you want to commit a crime on this train.) I probably know what's going on, but who is the murderer? ）

Bao Qingtian glanced at someone and noticed that someone had a strange move, and then Bao Qingtian smiled slightly, (Perhaps, it should be him.) ）

When the police wanted to investigate further, Bao Qingtian said, "No need, I already know who the murderer is." It attracted a lot of onlookers.

"Huh? Handsome guy, do you think you know who the murderer is? The officer asked.

"Probably..."Bao Qingtian also said a little uncertainly.

“”

"Just like the flight attendant said, she was ordered by the purser to go to the various carriages to inspect them. When I arrived at this carriage, I found this body, this man I have also seen, because of his unique costume, so I paid attention to him for a long time, as soon as he got on the car, he went to the toilet, I believe someone told him to trade in the toilet. ”

"This murderer has a really strong taste, and he can do it in the toilet." Zhao Wei muttered.

"You see, there are traces of ropes on the hands of the deceased, and I believe that the murderer attacked him after he entered the toilet in order to prevent him from escaping, and tied him up for the next step."

"But why, don't you kill the murderer after he gets in the car, wouldn't that be more convenient?" The police officer asked.

"No, if that's the case, it will be exposed too early, and he will be suspected, and he still has something to do at that time, and if he can't see others, it will definitely arouse suspicion. The only time he gets off the phone is when the car is about to stop, and he doesn't have to 'show up'. Bao Qingtian explained.

"Listen to your tone, you already know what's going on?" The purser asked.

"Pretty much, as I said earlier, the murderer did it for a reason. I don't know if I'm right, Mr. Purser. ”

Hear this. The people at the scene were all surprised, and what was even more incredible was the expression of the policeman, with a look of disbelief.

"How could it be, how could he be a murderer." The police officer still asked with a look of disbelief, "And there is no xiao yi on the gun."

Qi, according to common sense, we will hear the sound of gunshots. ”

"Hehe, maybe it was the purser who killed someone and put Xiao Yi

Qi is hiding? Zhao Wei said half-jokingly.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, which is why the purser chose to commit murder on this train." Bao Qingtian's words made everyone hold their breath, and they all wanted to hear this teenager's unique insights. "As you all know, before the train arrives in Harbour City, the locals set off firecrackers to welcome you..."

"Difficult... Could it be that ..."

Bao Qingtian's words made the police react, and they immediately knew what was going on.

"I believe Mr. Policeman already knows, that's right, I believe everyone has watched movies and TV dramas, and you fired the gun when the residents set off firecrackers, which is why the gunshots were not heard at that time."

The purser didn't speak, as if he had guessed it by Bao Qingtian, but then he smiled slightly, and began to argue, asking, "What you said is just your reasoning, and there is no substantial evidence." ”

"Yes," the purser was immediately taken aback, "everyone has seen that the pockets of the deceased's clothes are all messed up, and his briefcase is not spared, I believe you are looking for something, and that thing must have been hidden by you." Just search and you'll definitely find it. ”

After hearing Bao Qingtian's words, the police officer was about to search the purser, who knew that the purser grinned, then lowered his head and said: "You're right, I did it, but can you tell me, how do you doubt me?" ”

"It's very simple, just now I saw that you were a little uncomfortable, your hand touched your pocket from time to time, and combined with the fact that you haven't arrived at the station yet, you just asked the flight attendant to see if there was anyone in the toilet, and I felt strange. I believe that the reason you killed him was because he knew your secret and used it to blackmail you, so you killed him. ”

"That's right, you're right, he accidentally discovered my secret because he worked in the Intelligence Bureau, he wanted to blackmail me, I had no choice but to think of this method, rather than not getting it, it was better to kill him. The process is the same as you reasoned. ”

After the purser finished speaking, he also stretched out his hand very interestingly, and the police put it on him and took him to a small room, and when he left, the police officer was still asking Bao Qingtian's name, Bao Qingtian just said lightly "Bao Qingtian", and let the police remember him.