I don't know if I'm the only one who has this feeling, but whenever I see someone with an injured eye, or see some eye surgery, I always feel empathy, as if my own eye would be in danger. I even feel very uncomfortable when I occasionally see something sharp pointed at my eyes. Anyway, when I saw Uncle Liu reaching his finger towards his eyeball, I couldn't help but cover my left eye with my hand.
Looking at the still moist eyeball in Uncle Liu's hand and the deep red hole left in his left eye after he lost his eyeball, I felt goose bumps all over my body, as if there were millions of ants crawling all over my body. It was so uncomfortable.
But although I felt very uncomfortable, I was not afraid of anything, because Ding Yang and I could see clearly that the eyeball in Uncle Liu's hand was a lifelike fake eyeball.
"Hahaha, maybe I'll scare you guys."
While putting the fake eyeball back in his hand, Uncle Liu laughed and said to us, "I have to say, his action just now really scared me. If no blood had flowed out after he dug out the eyeball, I would have really thought that Uncle Liu was possessed by a ghost."
I turned to look at Ding Yang, only to find that he was very calm the entire time, not as embarrassed as I was. It seems that being a forensic doctor really is a profession where one will not be affected by anything they come into contact with.
After Uncle Liu installed the eyeball, he smiled at me and said, "I was working on a construction site when I was young and my eye was accidentally poked out blind. Later I got a fake eye. The two dead children you just asked about had their left eyes dug out. Now that I think about it, my left eye being blind is not a bad thing. At least if the ghost wants to dig out my eye, I can just give it to him directly, and it won't be painful."
Uncle Liu seemed to be joking with us, but when I calmed down, I felt that Uncle Liu's loss of his left eye was related to these two cases. After all, the left eyes of the deceased were dug out. In my opinion, Uncle Liu had a strong motive for committing the crime. As a security guard, he naturally had plenty of time to commit the crime. Could it be that Uncle Liu really did this crime
Uncle Liu didn't know Ding Yang and I's identities yet. He waited until the elevator reached the sixth floor, then took us to the door of our room and said, "This is it. No wonder I saw people from the cleaning company coming to clean up the house this morning. It turns out that you two are moving in. However, the location of this room is not very good. If possible, I hope you can talk to the property management and move to another room."
I looked around with some confusion and found that this room was in the middle of the corridor. From the location, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so I asked Uncle Liu why he said that.
Uncle Liu looked at the room to the right of ours with some disgust and said, "There are five young men living in this room. Two of them are dead now, and there are still three people living there. These young people are very noisy. They sleep during the day and move around at night, which makes the entire sixth floor dissatisfied with them. However, they are very ferocious and have fought many times for this matter. So no one dares to say anything to them now. If you really can't stand it, try not to argue with this group of desperadoes, just change rooms."
Uncle Liu's words of advice seemed very sincere, so I smiled and nodded, "Thank you very much, Uncle Liu. Don't worry, if we can't sleep because of the noise, we will definitely move to another place. By the way, Uncle Liu, who else lives on the sixth floor? Why does it look so deserted to me?"
"It's all because of these little bastards. Now basically no one wants to live on the sixth floor. The only resident left is Xiao Wang who lives to the right of those little bastards' rooms. He also sleeps during the day and goes to work at the construction site at night. There's also Sister Feng who lives at the end of the corridor. She's old and doesn't want to move to another place, so she doesn't care about these people making trouble here."
After listening to Uncle Liu's introduction, I realized that besides us, there were only three households living on the entire sixth floor, and the other rooms were empty. Looking at this deserted environment reminded me of the time when I was living in the school dormitory during the National Day holiday and I was left alone in the dormitory.
I took the key to open the door, ready to invite Uncle Liu in to sit down, but Uncle Liu had his own things to do, so he turned around and went downstairs. Ding Yang and I then entered our room and found that although this building was designed as a dormitory, the internal layout was quite good, with two bedrooms, a living room and a toilet. The lighting was very good and the scenery outside the window was also beautiful. If this was not a new district, I think there would be many people willing to live here.
Officer Yang had prepared simple furniture for us in the room. There were two single beds in each of the two bedrooms, a few chairs and a table in the living room, and various cooking utensils in the kitchen. Overall, although it was simple, it was enough for the two of us to stay here for a few days.
After Ding Yang and I separated our rooms, I prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower, while Ding Yang went straight to the kitchen. It seemed that he could cook, which was good as it saved me from having to go out to eat.
After taking a shower, I could already smell the fragrance coming from the kitchen. I couldn't help but go over to take a look, and saw Ding Yang cooking enthusiastically. Looking at his skillful movements, Ding Yang must be a good family man.
"Are you done washing? Go sit outside and wait, I'll be done soon." Ding Yang said to me without turning his head.
I nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and said, "What Uncle Liu said just now contained a lot of information. I wonder what you think about this case?"
Hearing my question, Ding Yang slowed down his cooking a little. After a moment of silence, he said, "I think, from the clues we have so far, the disturbance caused by these five young men every night may be the only motive for the murderer to kill them. And the old man Liu who lost his left eye also seemed to hate these young men very much. According to my thinking, the murderer should be this old man Liu. This is also the only explanation for the strange behavior of the deceased having their left eyes dug out."
Ding Yang's words were brief, but they still pointed out a lot of things. I nodded and said, "Indeed, on the surface, everything you analyzed is correct, but I still think that things should not be that simple."
"First of all, your autopsy said that the deceased dug out his own left eye and swallowed it. If Uncle Liu is the murderer, how did he do it? Second, if Uncle Liu is really the murderer, why did he let the deceased dig out his left eye? Isn't this obviously pushing me in the direction of a suspect? And third, these five young men rented a room, and now two of them have died. Why don't the remaining three have the slightest fear and still stay here? If I were one of them, I would have run away when the first person died, so how could I dare to stay? Don't you think I'm right?"
After I said this, Ding Yang's eyes lit up, and he turned to me and said, "Hearing what you said, I seem to be a little suspicious of those three young men. Could it be that they are the murderers? Or one of them is the murderer? The reason why they dug out the left eye of the deceased was to frame Uncle Liu?"
I nodded and said, "It's possible, but we don't have any evidence or clues right now. Everything is just speculation. If the killing was just for disturbing the public, I think it's a bit unrealistic. There must be some unknown purpose for the killing. After we finish our meal, we can go to the homes of the three young men next door and ask them and we'll know."
Ding Yang smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? Uncle Liu just said that the three young men sleep during the day. If you knock on the door now, they may not open the door for you. Even if they do, they will probably fight with you. It's not too late for us to go in the evening. We have plenty of time anyway."
I actually forgot about this matter. I smiled helplessly, went back to the table, and thought while quietly waiting for dinner to be served.
We have been busy all morning and it is already noon. About ten minutes later, Ding Yang came over with two stir-fried dishes and two bowls of rice. The stir-fried dishes tasted good, but it was a pity that I was used to Zhang Qishan's cooking. I suddenly missed this little girl. I thought that when I have time, I will call her to let her know I am safe.
Since Ding Yang was the one who cooked, I naturally couldn't just eat alone. After the meal, I washed all the dishes and prepared to go with Ding Yang to visit the so-called Sister Feng, who lived at the very edge. It seemed that Sister Feng should also be an old lady.
I noticed that Ding Yang seemed to be thinking about something, so I asked him.
Ding Yang frowned and said, "I'm thinking of another question. Why did the murderer kill people on the fourth floor? There are fewer people living on the sixth floor. Wouldn't it be more convenient to do it here?"
I had thought about this question before, and said, "Actually, this is very simple. The two victims lived on the sixth floor. If they took the elevator, they would have pressed the button for the sixth floor directly. So the murderer only needed to wait on the fourth floor and press the button for the fourth floor when the elevator came up. The elevator would naturally stop on the fourth floor, and then the murderer could kill people. But I am also very curious, why did he choose the fourth floor instead of the second, third, or fifth floor?"
Ding Yang thought about it carefully and said, "Could it be that the murderer did it on purpose? He wanted to create a supernatural atmosphere. After all, the number fourth floor has always been associated with some ghost stories, so he chose to kill people on the fourth floor."
This reason is obviously possible, but I think there must be other reasons, so the two of us decided to go to the fourth floor to take a look. But as soon as we walked out the door, we heard the door of the three young men next to us suddenly opened, and a pale, skinny young man with heavy dark circles under his eyes and a non-mainstream hairstyle like a hedgehog that could make him an enemy of the whole world walked out.