Chapter 163: Death and the Rose
A full leadership style: "Contemptible Yiyun, I personally draw the following points for your reference in this strange case of serial murder: the victims are all young and beautiful women in the city, and they are all virgins, and the blood in their bodies disappears when they die, and there are two round holes in the neck, similar to the holes in which the teeth of animals are pierced"
"The murderer is very deliberately looking for a young and beautiful woman who is still a virgin, do you have any ideas?" Yiyun smashed his mouth, scooped up the mineral water on the table and poured it into his mouth.
"Red apricot out of the wall?"
"Emotional wounds?"
"Cuckold"
"Puff cough cough" Yiyun was embarrassed for a while, these moths who are full of food and nothing to do, are these guys talking about lust when they are full of lust?
"The murderer drained the blood after killing the victim, so what do the dead young virgins and the drained blood remind everyone of?" Yiyun gave a little guidance, all of them are fat heads and big ears, or are they experts and professors in what field, Zhen Nima's fucked bastard.
Everyone in the conference room fell into deep thought and was speechless for a long time.
"Is it a withered flower?" Ye Qingmei squinted at Yiyun, as if he was not very sure.
"Bingo. Yiyun clapped his hands and made a very subtle gesture to the goblin.
"Now these cases are not for you to intervene in, and the murderer is not something you can imagine, but you can help. Let's start your work: investigate a red Jetta taxi, check the surveillance of each section of the road and the various transportation companies that have Jetta taxis, and put all the cases of missing women together. Ye Qingmei propped up the conference table and began to arrange the later investigation work. The greatness on his chest was tight, and there was a feeling of being ready to come out, which made Deyiyun look sideways frequently.
"If you don't have any doubts, just dismiss. Ye Qingmei directly announced the adjournment of the meeting, and then quickly pulled Yi Yun back to his office, "bang!", and the door was slammed shut.
"What monsters, what do you know?" Before Yiyun could react, Ye Qingmei, the little goblin, smashed a bunch of questions on his head and face.
"Ahem!" Yiyun slowly sat down on the sofa. glanced at Ye Qing's eyebrows, "Girls should be reserved, don't be in a hurry"
"Good person, you just sue the people" The charming sound blew in Yiyun's ears, soft and crispy, making him smack hard.
"I saw it retrospectively with my psychic sense"
Qiao Keli is a taxi driver, and most people call him Jelly because he is fat, and his fat body shakes like jelly when he touches it.
Jelly does not run on night trains. Every day at seven o'clock on time, I finish work and go home for dinner, and then I hug my daughter-in-law and have sex, you know.
At the end of the day, wipe the car, record the distance and fuel consumption of the day, check the safety of the vehicle, and then park it in the parking space downstairs of your home.
However, this period of time made Jelly feel very wrong, and his taxi would travel an extra 60 kilometers every day. It's been more than a week, and this makes him very confused.
He didn't say anything, quietly took a flashlight and waited.
When the wind blows, the leaves rustle. For this silent night, it adds a bit of weirdness.
He wants to find out if the extra 60 kilometers of the taxi every day are someone stealing the car to make extra money.
At night, the sudden calming down made Jelly feel a slight tightness in her chest.
Jelly chubby cat in this cramped carport storage room. Under the light of the cold moon, the taxi facing him could be seen clearly by all the people around him. As soon as the car thief appears, he can spot it immediately.
"Click, click"
The sound of footsteps from far and near reached his ears, and Jelly couldn't help but tense up, "It's coming." â
Tighten the rolling pin in your hand, this time you must get the car thief all the money.
The figure of a man appeared next to Jelly's Jetta taxi, the man's face was not clear under the moonlight, and the black trench coat wrapped the man.
The man opened the driver's door of the taxi and sat straight inside, and the excited Jelly just wanted to rush up and seize the culprit in one fell swoop, but found that the man sitting in his car was turning his head to stare at him, and the gaze that stared at him made Jelly instantly feel a piercing coldness.
Jelly will never forget those eyes, the crimson pupils, full of tyranny, bloodthirsty, and endless cold
The air seemed a little heavy, and the ground had just been sprinkled with water, but the half-evaporated water vapor mixed with the discordant breath hit like a heat wave, making people feel uncomfortable all over.
Doubtful that she would be able to walk the way home, and that it was too late, the girl prepared to stop a taxi.
Modern times will naturally not stop it, it is too expensive, and the frequency of skipping the meter can catch up with the frequency of being squeezed by capitalists and cutting wages.
The girl stopped a red Jetta and sat in the back.
The driver arrived in style, played an English song, and when he asked for the name, the driver pointed to a glass of red juice next to him.
"Your name is Tomato Juice, and you have a good sense of humor. â
"Blood. The driver replied very coldly, of course, the girl in the back was even colder, and it was not a journey that ordinary Jetta air conditioners could achieve.
The girl looked at the driver in the rearview mirror, with long hair, bloodshot eyes, and a black trench coat.
"The joke wasn't cold at all. â
The driver spotted the girl looking at him.
"Afraid of blood?"
"It's not. The girl turned her head out of the window, the air conditioning in the car and the heat exhaled by the girl blurred the window, and the girl was still staring out the window.
Silence, only the sound of air conditioning and the engine was heard.
"Do you believe that there is a god zĂ i?" the driver's voice was magnetic.
"Perhaps. â
"Ask you if you're a woman, and you answer the same way?"
"After reading The Da Vinci Code, I became a Christian. â
"Why?"
"Fun. â
Silence, like all the rain in the world falling on all the lawns of the world.
The silence continues.
"What about vampire monsters?"
"What?"
"Ask if you believe there are vampire monsters. â
"I don't believe it. â
"Why?"
"I don't believe it anyway. â
"Faith is not a proof of existence. â
"I'm afraid it will suck my blood. â
"Metaphysics. â
"That's because there's no way to prove that it's zĂ i. â
That is, it is impossible to prove that it does not exist zĂ i. â
The girl is talking to a strange driver with bloodshot eyes, a song called "Blood", and a belief in vampire monsters.
She wanted to laugh and was in a good mood.
"Would you like to see it?"
"See what?"
"Vampire monsters. â
"I can't afford to go to the castle? "It seems that the driver is very humorous, and the girl even made a black joke.
"No, right here. (To be continued......)