"Knock la ...... "

Zhu Jiangjiang carefully recalled the drum beat he heard in his dream.

"That's pretty much the rhythm, can you figure out what song it is?"

"I know in your hearts I'm an omnipotent Ultraman, so try it as much as you can."

Lan Bo shook his blue blast head, took a big sip of taro balls to replenish his energy, and his slender fingers began to fly on the keyboard.

"I've made a program that can use AI to automatically supplement and correct your tunes, and you hum it twice more to collect a few more data for me."

Zhu Jiang Jiang approached the microphone and repeated the tune in his memory a few more times.

After the sound was recorded on the computer, Lan Bo consulted Zhu Jiangjiang for advice, replaced the vocals with drums, and then adjusted the tune in turn with different beats.

"What piece of music do you listen to that most closely resembles the music you remember?" Rambo played three different drum beats.

"This one is the most similar, but the intro is a little longer, and there is a pause in the middle of the two 'la'." Zhu Jiangjiang put forward his own requirements.

Soon, a drum beat that closely resembled the memory was integrated.

After Lan Bo uploaded the drum beats to the online music library for comparison, a search result popped up in less than ten seconds.

"'Fugen Xing Wishing', such a strange name?" Rambo muttered and casually played the song.

This is a Buddhist scripture music, and after the main theme is removed, the background accompaniment is obviously exactly the same as the drum beat that Zhu Jiangjiang heard in his dream.

"The song is an adaptation of a traditional Buddhist text, and is usually played when devotees make seven offerings." Blue Wave searched for the origin of the song.

Traditionally, the seven branches of offering are divided into seven branches, namely the prostration, offering, repentance, rejoicing, turning the Dharma wheel, praying for not entering Nirvana, and dedication.

"Some believers believe that through the seven-limb offerings, karma can be eliminated and food can be fulfilled, which is the quickest way to attain impersonal attainment, and it is also the key to entering the realm of the saints." Zhu Jiangjiang explained to Shi Chong.

After learning more about the seven confessions, Zhu Jiangjiang finally understood why the location of the hunter's body had changed, and finally understood the ultimate purpose of the murderer in committing a series of murders.

"Tibetan Buddhism has a method of offering to the Bodhisattva, where seven things are combined into a set, corresponding to the seven offerings. The order is water, water, flowers, incense, lamps, tea, and rice. ”

This corresponds to the change in the location of the body dumped in the hunter case.

"The note sent with the rattle is actually one of the passages of the song Fugen's Wish, which reminds us of the stage of the murderer's current seven-branch offering."

Zhu Jiangjiang printed out the simple score of the song, and it can be seen that the number of each note can find the source on the simple score.

"It can be understood that the seven offerings are made in the hope that by offering to the Bodhisattva, they will achieve a certain purpose of their own sublimation."

"From this point of view, is it possible that the murderer had some physical ailment? So he wanted to be healed by sacrifice? Zhu Jiang Jiang frowned slightly.

"The murderer should be a more superstitious person, and it is possible that he had the experience of visiting the temple many times before sacrificing human life." Shi Chong pondered.

"Lan Bo, you search for the big and small temples near the Blue Mountain and send it to Lin Zihan, so that he and Uncle Da can stop by to have a look after checking the wooden house, starting with the ones with the most prosperous incense."

"Look out for people like this, men between the ages of thirty and forty-five, with a slaughtering background, a strong body, an approachable appearance, and a hidden disease that is difficult to cure." Shi Chong sorted out the profile of the suspect.

"Received, arrange a special task for Xiao Linzi immediately." Rambo grinned and gestured with a no-brainer.

When Zhu Jiangjiang returned to the mortuary, the Xianghai police happened to send the body of the third victim over.

With the help of Dalong, Zhu Jiangjiang took the body out of the body bag and placed it on the operating table.

Each wound on the corpse was very similar to the previous two victims, the only difference was the increase in stab wounds after death, and the fact that this time the arrow wound was not in the shoulder, but fell on the thigh.

Since it was not soaked in the river, the appearance of the corpse was still intact.

The corpse spots are dark purple and do not fade when pressed. The corpse's skin was thin and black, but the hair had not fallen out, and it appeared that it had been dead for about one to two days.

"But the body was once refrigerated by the suspect, so the actual time of death should have been much more than one or two days."

The forensic certificate has been successfully obtained, and the current post-mortem process Zhu Jiangjiang can be operated independently, but she still habitually consults Yang Bolin's opinion.

"The skin is darkened, and the internal organs decay faster than they seem, and they have indeed been refrigerated." Yang Bolin nodded.

As he was talking, Zhu Jiangjiang suddenly noticed the unusualness of this female corpse.

In addition to the characteristic rancid smell on the corpse, there was also an inexplicable stench.

"Don't you think this victim smells weird?" Zhu Jiangjiang looked at Da Long.

"Sister, which corpse doesn't smell weird? It's like you're asking me what durian doesn't stink. The dragon monster laughed.

"I'm older, and my nose isn't as smart as that of a young man." Yang Bolin also smiled and shook his head.

Zhu Jiangjiang didn't think that she had a delusion, she deliberately walked out of the mortuary to breathe, and returned to the female corpse.

This time it smelled a little clearer, and the stench was like some kind of livestock.

Considering the possible occupation of the suspect, Zhu Jiangjiang felt that his conjecture was likely to be true.

But the question is, how to confirm it?

If the suspect had put the victim in a refrigerated truck where he was transporting goods, what clues would have been left on the victim?

Zhu Jiangjiang walked around the corpse and set his eyes on the long hair of the female corpse.

She retrieved a sterilized comb and carefully combed through the long hair of the female corpse, while using a tray underneath it.

In a few moments, a pile of gravel, dander, a few hairs, and a few small debris of unknown shape fell from the tray.

Zhu Jiangjiang carefully packed the tray with the evidence bag, and threw the comb into it together.

"Can this find out anything?" Dalong looked suspicious.

"You can try, and analysing the composition of the sand and gravel is also very important for studying the places where the victims have been."

Yang Bolin could see that Zhu Jiangjiang was not just for the gravel, after all, the victim was brutally killed and thrown into the flower field after escaping barefoot, and his whole body was covered with different mud.

The soil that can be collected has already been sent for testing, and there is little point in studying the sand and gravel in the hair.

He guessed that Zhu Jiangjiang's operation should be for other particles that might remain in the hair.

"I wanted to see if there was a chance to find out the type of refrigerated truck by refrigeration, and by the way, to test for any DNA from other organisms." Zhu Jiang Jiang smiled shyly.

Yang Bolin nodded approvingly when he heard this, and didn't ask Zhu Jiangjiang how he deduced that the place where the murderer hid his body was a refrigerated truck.

After all, Zhu Jiang Jiang followed up all the way to this case, and naturally only she knew the progress best.