Chapter 18: She
"I knew you were coming."
These seven words hit the chest of Feng Beifu and Li Xiaonan like thunder.
They obtained this phrase by cracking the code, and it was in the rental house where the three detectives stayed.
This means that the murderer must have been here...
The good news was that they had found the right place and successfully uncovered part of the fog, but the bad news also followedβthey probably didn't get any more clues from this room to aid their further reasoning, and the fog still hung over them like a cage.
"So those blacked-out papers," Li Xiaonan muttered softly, "Is it to destroy the investigation that those three did?" β
"But why don't you take the paper away or destroy it?"
"It's a mockery, isn't it..."Feng Beifu had already stood up at this time, frowning a little irritably: "The people behind the scenes... He must be a good chess player. β
"Every move he made was at a fatal juncture for us, even... At the time of the last detective killed... That is, a year ago, I played today's chess move. β
Li Xiaonan stretched out his hand and waved the dust floating in front of him, and nodded: "Those three are not stupid people..."
"Maybe not as good as the people behind the scenes, but I'm sure they left some information... In this room. β
"Is the reason why you are so sure is because of the arrogant actions of the people behind the scenes?" Feng Beifu said in a deep voice, "Black out the records like a bear child, rather than destroying them all relatively safely. β
"Since he has made arrogant mockery and regarded everyone as fools, there is a price to pay..."Feng Beifu lowered his eyes and was murderous.
"Maybe he's already paid." Li Xiaonan turned his head and glanced at Feng to be buried, then put his gloves on his hands, tore off the letter paper on the wall in front of him page by page, and sorted it out and put it on the hands of the survey team members beside him.
As Li Xiaonan's movements followed, he became more certain of his thoughtsβthe wall looked like it was covered with letterheads, but in fact the distribution of the paper was regular, as if it formed a pattern.
The reason why people have the illusion of being covered with letterpaper is that there is a layer of wallpaper on the wall that is the same format as the letter.
"So they left the information a long time ago..."Li Xiaonan said to Feng Beifu as he fumbled and tore off the paper that had been pasted on.
At the same time that the last piece of letter was torn off by Li Xiaonan, he took two steps back and raised his head to look at the wall.
Since the letter paper is completely torn off, there are blank spaces on the lower wallpaper that have not been smeared with black lines, and these blanks make up a very simple English word.
βSheβ
β...β
"Then we'll take the smeared paper with us." Feng Beifu held a stack of black letterheads, and said to the salted fish detective with a smirk on his face: "After the trials, I will take Xiaokui to you to rub hemp~"
Detective Salty Fish waved his hand at the cheap Feng Beifu with an unhappy face, but when Feng Beifu turned around, he quietly stretched out his hand and patted Feng Beifu's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Bring that Li Xiaonan with you." β
April 9, 2018, 20:00 p.m., inside the "Answer" bar.
"Why do you come here every time to eat the outrageously expensive 'special bento'?"
At this time, Li Xiaonan's left hand was holding a bowl of sesame sauce, and his right hand was using chopsticks to scoop up slices of meat in the steaming hot pot in front of him.
"It's against heaven to eat like this!" Bai Zhukui, who was sitting next to the wind to be buried, sat up straight, and glanced at Li Xiaonan, who was like a pig spirit, with a contemptuous face.
βοΌβ Li Xiao swallowed the slices of meat stuffed in his mouth with difficulty, with a big question mark on his head, and looked at the wind that was as steady as an old dog waiting to be buried with a confused expression: "The little master of China? β
Feng Beifu slowly put the hairy belly slices into the oil dish in front of him, repeatedly wrapped them in garlic paste and put them in his mouth, and replied inarticulately: "It's "Etiquette and Cultivation of High Society". β
"Huh?" The question mark on Li Xiaonan's head was obviously split instantly: "You also show him this kind of book?" β
Feng Beifu shrugged: "If he likes it, just look at it, anyway, it will only last a few days." β
"I still miss Xiao Kui of the "Forensic Doctor" mod." Li Xiao couldn't bear the "rude pig essence power" that erupted from his body, learned the appearance of the white candle sunflower, and began to "enjoy" the supper slowly and methodically.
Half an hour later.
"Roar..."Li Xiaonan took a large sip of cold soda, and his mouth made a sound similar to the roar of a wild boar.
Under the disdainful gaze cast by White Candle Kui again, Li Xiaonan said, "She." Does it refer to the gender of a certain post-black hand? β
Feng Beifu raised his eyebrows, took a sip of coffee with some elegance, and in Bai Zhukui's affirmative gaze, he took his gaze away from the black letter in front of him and landed on Li Xiaonan's face: "At present, it seems that yes, my reasoning seems to be completely correct." β
"Now that we have a logical basis to support it, two problems will arise."
"First, how did this 'she' of a certain black hand catch so many 'prey', I have investigated the second to fifth cases these days, and it is indeed very smooth with the help of the police file, but... From their professional characteristics, interpersonal relationships, family relationships, etc., there is no way to find that woman in the way of merging the intervals, and it stands to reason that it should be a beautiful woman. β
Feng Beifu smacked his lips, and the fingers of his right hand tapped irritably on the table: "This is simply impossible. They must have met 'her' somewhere before they were hunted and their fingers removed. β
"But there is no such person around these victims, and there is no one who can even enter the range of 'suspected'."
"And the second question is... Very practical. Even though a woman has the utmost knife skills and the thorough psychology of calmly handling corpses, she still needs a place to bleed, steam, and dissect corpses. β
"And tools are also needed as well as... Enough strength. β
Li Xiaonan nodded thoughtfully: "You mean that 'she' has an accomplice in the conspiracy?" And there is also a way to avoid police investigations... Private venues? β
Feng Beifu didn't answer, but silently moved his gaze back to the stack of letterheads covered in black lines.
"Ding..."
Li Xiaonan's mobile phone rang at this time, and he immediately answered it, and the voice of the salted fish detective came from the earpiece: "Eight!" β
"The results of the DNA comparison are out, and they are the same as the deceased in 2017, which is the last case." Salted fish seemed to have a cigarette in his mouth, and his voice was a little slurred: "In addition, that room has been cordoned off by the police, so please feel free to contact me if you need to conduct a re-investigation." β
"I don't want to get any more calls from you, though. In addition, there was no trace of dander or fingerprints or hair in the room, and it seemed that both the three detectives and 'she' were very cautious. β
Li Xiaonan frowned and listened carefully to every word of the salted fish's narration, subconsciously nodded and said, "You just played an eight-strip." β
"Doot toot..."
After a greeting, the phone was hung up.
At the same time, Feng Beifu rubbed his eyes and handed the stack of letter paper to Li Xiaonan: "Look at it, I can barely see some information, but it is all concentrated on the paper on the wall on the right, the patterns and pictures on the wall on the left... It can't be saved. β
After Li Xiaonan took it, he handed it to Bai Zhu Kui, who was elegantly sipping coffee, and then asked, "What is the information?" β
"Some of the analysis of the murder weapon was not recorded in the detective notes provided by the organizers." Feng Beifu held his forehead, closed his eyes and said: "The murder weapon is a custom-made double-edged dagger, about 30cm in length, and the blade is on the thin side, so it can be inserted through the gap in the ribs. β
"In general, the murder weapon is unique and unlikely to be copied."
Li Xiaonan put one hand on his cheek and added: "Since the murder weapon is the only one, then the option of hitchhiking and killing can be ruled out." β
"That's right, I'm more inclined to the conjecture of a change of suspects." Feng Beifu muttered, "Whether it's based on the knife technique of becoming 'rusty', or the act of leaving a provocative message. β
"But we don't have proof." Li Xiaonan frowned slightly.
Feng Beifu stopped talking for a moment, and nodded slightly: "What are you going to do next?" β
"I want to continue to investigate the last three cases, on the one hand, because the age is relatively close to today, and on the other hand, the second landlord of the house has not been found on the side of the Salted Fish detective." Li Xiaonan analyzed carefully: "Even the provocative information left by 'her' may become a breakthrough in the case." β
Feng Beifu signaled to receive: "Then Xiaokui and I will continue to follow up on the first five cases, especially the surgeon, who has not had time to investigate carefully." β
"It's a pleasure to work with." Li Xiaonan preemptively said the lines of the wind to be buried.
"Huh." Feng Beifu chuckled: "Keep in touch at any time, don't be urged by your occasional upsurge of wisdom and justice to go into danger alone"
Li Xiaonan was a little puzzled: "Why do you say this." β
"Have you ever thought that the deceased in the latter three cases... Why was he killed? The tone of the wind waiting for the burial was eerie.
β...β
Three days later.
April 12, 2018, 7:00 a.m., inside the Express Hotel.
Li Xiao struggled to put the ringing phone to his ear and pressed the connect button.
"Found a second landlord." The voice of the salted fish came clearly, and this time he was not playing mahjong.
"At the police station, I'll go right over!" Li Xiaonan woke up in an instant and bounced up from the bed.
After a short silence, Salty Fish said, "It's the fifth victim in the serial case, the wandering painter. β
"But there is no mention in the police dossier that the painter ever rented a house!" Li Xiaonan's tone was hurried, and he even hoped that the Salted Fish Police Detective was wrong in the investigation.
"I know, but it must be true, after being identified by the owner of the house, it is certain that it is him." Salted fish's voice trembled a little: "This also involves another missing case, anyway, come to the police station to tell you the specific situation, and ask the owner of the house in person by the way." β
After hanging up the phone, Li Xiaonan squatted on the bed in a daze, motionless, only the pair of pitch-black pupils would beat from time to time.
"If the investigation of salted fish is correct... So the question now is... The man who rented the house to three detectives..."
"Died a year before they intervened in the investigation."