Li Danan happened to be outside at this time, and the village chief had begun to gather all the villagers.

"Let's go. I said to the crowd.

Guan Zengbin shook his head and said, "How can I see others like this, I'll go wash up and 'get my hair' a 'deal'." Go first, the village is so big, I can find a place. ”

I shrugged my shoulders and said to Guan Zengbin, "Then why do you dare to see us with your hair over." ”

Guan Zengbin gave me a blank look, did not speak, but walked into the room.

Looking at the back of Guan Zengbin walking in, Gu Chen said with a smile: "Doesn't that mean that people treat you as their own? Let's go, wood, and gather with the village chief. ”

I shook my head, pushed open the big 'door' and walked out. Li Danan outside wanted to repeat it again, but when he saw me come out, he swallowed the words in his stomach. After a pause, Li Danan spoke again: "Chief, the village chief asked me to call you, the villagers have already begun to gather at the 'gate' of the neighborhood committee, and he asked me to find you." ”

A few of us lined up in a column to walk towards the village committee, and in the middle of the 'forced' path in the village, someone stepped on a natural path, which could only accommodate one foot to step on. This really reminds me of the saying, there is no road in the world, and when there are more people walking, there is a road.

After walking for a while, I saw many villagers walking towards the large courtyard of the neighborhood committee at the moment.

Li Danan said: "Most of the villagers have already come. ”

When we walked into the village committee, we saw that the village chief had gathered everyone. The large courtyard was densely packed with people, and when we walked past these people, it was obvious that most of them were disabled. Occasionally, there are normal people, and there are also disabled people next to them.

However, even these so-called normal people, we can't tell whether they are deaf and mute, blind or not, and so on.

In front of these people, I don't know when a simple platform was set up, and the old village chief was on it at the moment.

Seeing a few of us coming, the old village chief said, "A few of you are here, come up, the villagers are almost gathered." ”

A few of us walked up the slope next to the platform, and standing on the platform, we could see the villagers below clearly. At this moment, there is a black oppression below, and many people are not 'fine', and it seems that they have gotten up too early. Some people also began to talk about it, asking if they knew what this gathering was for.

I don't know when, the old village chief had a big horn in his hand, he tried the volume, and then said with satisfaction: "Villagers of Tougouzi Village, take a look around you, see who hasn't come yet?" Be quiet, don't talk, see if there are any villagers who haven't arrived." ”

As they spoke, the villagers looked around.

After a while, someone shouted: "Lao Xia doesn't seem to be there." ”

"Have the rest of the people arrived?" the old village chief shouted, "Except for Lao Xia, have the rest of the people arrived?"

"It's all here, it's all here. Several people shouted.

The old village chief put down the horn, then turned his head and said to us: "Lao Xia asked me to send him to guard the west entrance of the village, and the second elementary school is in the supermarket at the east entrance of the village. The rest, I'll count, should have almost arrived. That's all there are for the villagers, take a look, I'll say a few words. ”

I nodded, and began to look among the three hundred or so for people who had the characteristics of my criminal profile. But after a cursory look, I really didn't see any of the villagers who fit the image of the criminal in my heart. I felt that my criminal profile might have been portrayed incorrectly.

The crime profile is almost based on the crime of happy killing, and if the murderer is not happy killing, then the criminal I depict may be off track. But if it weren't for the desire to satisfy the perverted ~ murder ** in the heart, it would be nothing more than a few conventional murderous motives.

From the primitive ** of human beings, we divide the motives for killing into simple types: 'passion' killing, love killing, vendetta killing, wealth killing, and 'rape' killing.

If it weren't for the higher-level and more elusive motive for killing, then the murderer would have killed people because of so many of them. From the point of view of criminology, the 'passion' killing is impulsive, and few people will make the act of dismembering the body afterwards. Because money kills people and divides corpses, this probability is even less pitiful.

Then, there are only love killings, vendetta killings, and 'rape' killings.

These three motives for killing are deeper than the first two. This is a premeditated killing, a motive for killing that will consider in advance how to dispose of the body.

So, what kind of intention would the murderer kill?

At this time, the old village chief's "simple words" seemed to have only reached a high ~ 'tide', he held the horn with one hand, and kept waving in the air with one hand: "Think about it, think about it, this demon may be hidden among us." I know that our villagers would not do such a thing, but we must not harm others and prevent others. ”

"You have seen it too. The old village chief continued: "The murderer dares to do such a thing under the condition of Lang Lang, this is a provocation of naked~'naked' and 'naked'! If the murderer is really among you, I advise you to turn yourself in as soon as possible! No matter what your purpose is, whatever you want to do, stop it." ”

When he said this, the old village chief looked a little bitter, and he said: "No matter what the reason, no matter how legitimate the reason, how can you escape the punishment of the law by killing someone?

I looked at the old village chief, and there seemed to be an indescribable voiceover in his eyes.

The old village chief sighed, then looked back at me.

I leaned over to the old village chief's ear and said, "I was wrong in my guess, but I can be sure that the murderer must be a villager." But now you can't startle the snake, I'm afraid there may be two murderers. Now it's snowing heavily, and the road is closed. If the murderer is ruthless, the villagers are all disabled, and I am afraid that they will not be able to help. ”

The old village chief stared at me for a while, and then looked around at the villagers in the courtyard, as if trying to find the two murderers hidden among the three hundred villagers. But everybody had the expression that I wasn't the murderer on their faces, and there was no way to tell anything from their expressions.

The most difficult thing in the world in this world is the human heart, there is a word called phase born from the heart, I disagree. Because often those people who are harmless to humans and animals, and often you don't look like a murderer at first glance, are more able to 'confuse' and 'confuse' you, and do things that you don't dare to believe.

The old village chief said: "I have already told you everything I should say, and there are some things that you can do for yourself." Skynet is magnificent but not leaky, and it is never an empty word. What kind of murderer in Silver City, even if he has been on the run for more than 20 years, hasn't he still been caught?"

"Those who escaped were arrested by the police. The old village chief said slowly: "Can you still escape the arrest of conscience?"

"It's all gone. The old village chief waved his hand.

The villagers dispersed, and the old village chief looked at us and said, "Since we can all determine that the murderers must be a few of these three hundred people, how about we check their houses one by one? Only one arm and one 'leg' appeared in the corpses, and where are the rest of the corpses? ”

I shook my head and said, "No, still no." The murderer may not hide the body in his yard, and we search one by one, which is naked ~ 'naked' and 'naked' to tell the murderer that we don't have the slightest evidence now. In this case, the murderer will be relieved. ”

"And. I continued: "If we make the murderer scared and they don't throw the body anymore, then it will be very difficult for us to catch the murderer." As you said, most of the corpses have not been thrown out, and if we don't move, the murderer will still throw them. ”

Gu Chen scolded: "Damn, doesn't the murderer still want to surprise us?"

When Guan Zengbin found us, the villagers scattered.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the little brother who collected the evidence finally arrived.

Looking at his tired face, you know that he must be too tired.

"The road outside is blocked by snow and I can only drive to the main road, and it will take me at least four hours to get here," the policeman said. I've been on since seven in the morning and I'm only getting there now. I also have to leave early in the afternoon, because it's scary to walk alone in the evening. What do you want me to bring?"

The old village chief said, "This police officer, it's really hard for you. In this way, come to my house to rest, and leave after lunch, so that Captain Zhou can give you something. ”

While talking, several of us came to the old village chief's house. Guan Zengbin 'handed over' the evidence to the policeman one by one, and instructed him how to check it when he went to the provincial capital. The little brother was very serious and wrote them all down one by one in a notebook.

After finishing these things, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, just in time for dinner. The old village chief's wife brought us a pot of fragrant dumplings with a few stir-fried dishes, which smelled delicious.

The old village chief smiled and said: "My wife, nothing else, this cooking is a must, everyone can taste my wife's craftsmanship." ”

The little brother looked very hungry, so he sandwiched a dumpling, dipped it in a little vinegar, put it in his mouth and bit it. While eating, the little brother said: "Yes, what kind of 'meat' filling is this, it feels delicious." ”

The old village chief's wife smiled and said, "Yes, it's delicious." I fried these dishes, but I didn't make these dumplings. When I got up today, I saw someone putting a large pot of wrapped dumplings on the windowsill of our house. I guess it was sent by a neighbor or something, and it's delicious. ”

The neighbors in Tougouzi Village are all good, probably knowing that we are going to come here for dinner at noon, so the neighbors sent dumplings.

While talking, several of us also took a dumpling and tasted it, and it was really delicious and tender. It's just that I don't know what kind of 'meat' filling is used, and I feel like I've never eaten dumplings with this kind of filling.

The little brother smiled and took another one, and after a few bites, he felt something was wrong, and immediately spit out the dumplings.

"What's wrong?" the old village chief's wife asked anxiously, "Isn't it delicious?"

The little brother shook his head, and while using chopsticks to pull the dumpling skin open, he replied: "It's not that it's not delicious, it's that it seems that I don't know what part I eat, it's a little awkward." ”

As he spoke, the little brother had already pulled the dumpling skin open.

A few of us looked at it intently, and at this sight, all of us were stunned, and one by one we were speechless.