It is easy to feel uneasy in the dark environment, not to mention that there are so many traces of witchcraft around, Dong Zheng was dizzy due to the smell of the sachet, he found a key and opened a locked door The door, as he expected, contained the body of a man in the room, which had begun to decompose.
The body was supposed to be one of the two missing residents, whose left hand disappeared and was apparently taken as a sacrifice.
Up to now, Dong Zheng already knew part of the truth of the matter-Ferdinand could not accept the fact that he lost his son, and invited a wizard to hope that George could be resurrected. After learning that nine sacrifices were needed, he sent a valet. Killed.
The smell of corpses in the room was unbearable, Dong Zheng quickly withdrew, he walked to the end of the corridor, and suddenly found that the door of the opposite room was closed, faint light and small noises came from it.
Dong Zheng squinted his eyes, he pushed the door and went in directly. A man was rummaging through the pile of junk. When he heard someone come in, he straightened up immediately, holding a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other. .
It was Fix who sneaked out every night.
"I really didn't expect you to come here." Seeing that it was Dong Zheng, Fix frowned tightly and quickly loosened it.
Dong Zheng: "Obviously, your little tricks can't hide from me."
Fix nodded, and in the next moment, he stared at Dong Zheng, his face suddenly fierce, raised the gun in his hand, and the black muzzle was aimed at Dong Zheng.
All this happened unexpectedly. Seeing that the bullet was about to be fired from the muzzle, time froze at this moment.
A panel appeared in front of Dong Zheng and gave him two choices.
[shooting back]
[stand still]
The ten-second countdown went on second by second, leaving only ten seconds left for Dong Zheng to choose.
Raise the gun in your hand to fight back in self-defense, or stand still and let the bullet come over
With four seconds left in the countdown, Dong Zheng made his choice.
He chose [Stand still].
The fire burst out from the muzzle, the bullets flew out, and the recoil made Fix's body tremble. His blue eyes stared at Dong Zheng, and there were unknown emotions hidden in the darkness.
Dong Zheng didn't move.
The bullet flew past his cheek, and the strong wind it brought out seemed to cut the skin. The next moment, it hit the personal servant behind Dong Zheng who was secretly raising his gun to attack.
The control of the body was back in his hands, Dong Zheng turned his head, the manservant clutched the shot shoulder, and was wailing on the ground in pain.
Fix changed to holding guns in both hands. He approached the servant step by step, and finally stopped not far in front of Dong Zheng, and said coldly:
"It's a pity Mr. Cyril, you've been arrested."
…
Six police cars were parked outside, and the flashing police lights were many times brighter than street lights. The police found three bodies and a total of eight left hands from the basement. They had been ambushed near the villa as soon as they heard gunshots. , took action and arrested Ferdinand, Mons, the valet, and the sorcerer.
Dong Zheng and Fix stood together in the yard, watching the policemen enter and exit this gorgeous villa, carrying out the bodies, and heaving a sigh of relief.
Fix was smoking a cigarette in his mouth, he also gave Dong Zheng one and asked, "Do you smoke?"
Dong Zheng didn't refuse, but he just bit his lips and didn't ignite.
"It's over."
"Yeah." Fix let out a long puff of smoke, pinched his brows wearily, and sighed in a low voice, "It's finally over."
The valet Cyril had long suspected that someone had sneaked into the basement when he was not paying attention. He deliberately pretended to leave with the wizard, but in fact came back secretly, armed with a pistol, ready to kill the unknowing intruder. His left hand was used as a final offering.
Unfortunately, Dong Zheng was not alone in sneaking into the basement tonight.
"When did you find out who I am?" Fix asked.
"Actually, I thought you were the murderer at first. After all, you sneak out in the middle of the night every day. When you come back with so much meat, it's really weird." Dong Zheng smiled slightly, "I didn't dare to eat it for the first few days. Your broth."
Fix laughed too: "But that's really horse meat."
Dong Zheng thought for a while and said, "Do you remember the day it rained, you came home soaked with a knife wound, and lied to me that you accidentally fell outside, and I found your body when I was treating your wound. There's a lot of scars, and it's been a long time, obviously you've done licking blood on the tip of your knife for a long time."
"And I didn't find any traces of tattoos or washed away tattoos. Although this doesn't directly explain anything, it also reduces the possibility of mercenaries, killers, etc. to a certain extent."
"No one died the night you were injured, and yesterday at the memorial service I found a wound on the right hand of the valet, so it was very logical to have a guess that you actually prevented a murder that night, and was in a relationship with You both hurt each other during the murderer's fight.
"On the day of the car accident, you didn't act like a normal person when you faced the corpse at all. Every action and every word revealed that you didn't want to interact with the police. It was easy for people to mistake you for fear. When found, they refused to call the police.
"Actually, you're just afraid of exposing your undercover identity by having too much contact with the police, or...you've been secretly observing in the house to see if someone will take the body away.
"Plus, according to Mrs. Mead, you've been living here for seven or eight years, and there's no reason why you haven't suddenly started killing people until now."
"And there's another very important point." Dong Zheng motioned to Fix to stretch out his hand and pointed to the layer of calluses between his index finger and the base of his thumb, and said, "This kind of place rarely grinds calluses out, as far as I know. There is only one case, the gun callus caused by holding the gun for a long time. If it is a murderer, it is impossible to use the gun for such a long time.”
"You said before that you wouldn't let me go to the basement because it contains the equipment you used to communicate with the police and the clues you collected over the years. After the rainy night was injured, you went to the basement as soon as possible, just to convey that you successfully prevented a murder, You can tell that the murderer is the servant."
Fix was a little surprised: "Is this what made you guess I'm a policeman?"
Dong Zheng: "Until you shot just now, it was just a guess that I believed more in. After all, whether I guessed wrong or not, I risked my own life."
Fix sighed: "I haven't seen you for so many years, your kid's brain is still as easy to use as ever, but what if I'm really the murderer?"
Dong Zhengdao: "The biggest problem is, if you are really a murderer, why would you agree to live in temporarily when you have killed someone and haven't completed all the subsequent killing goals. Wouldn't there be one more person in the family suddenly adding you? Is it difficult for me to commit the crime? Since you can keep me from living in or kill me, why bother to adjust the clock every day and hide your whereabouts?"
"Before I have been wondering why you still let me live here, even though you know it's not very peaceful. Later, I understood that you have the confidence to protect me. After all, I really have nowhere else to go. go."
Fix laughed out loud, and he said sincerely: "You had a gun in your hand at the time, if you didn't guess my identity and shot for self-protection, then both of us would be dead now. "
Dong Zheng: "So... can you tell me what's going on now?"
"Let's go home and talk." Fix said, "I've been exhausted after being stretched for a few days. I can finally take a good rest."
He walked to a police car, knocked on the window, the driver's window rolled open, and Fix said to the human inside: "Inspector Jacques, come to my house and have a cup of tea and take a break?"
The person inside got out of the car. It was an old man in his 60s. His hair was all white, and he had deep nasolabial lines on his lips. He looked very serious.
The old man and Dong Zheng looked at each other, and both saw the exploration in each other's eyes.
Dong Zheng smiled at him, and he responded with a smile.
The three rested temporarily at Fix's house.
Fix and the Inspector Jacques told Dong Zheng the whole story. The cause of the matter stemmed from a struggle for the inheritance of a wealthy family.
As a child adopted by Ferdinand, Mons has not lived as well as before since George was born. He is very clear that in his current situation, it is absolutely impossible to win the family property.
It is rumored that Ferdinand has a vault, and the vault contains almost all of his savings. Whoever can get the key to the vault means that he has obtained the family property.
George had surgery on his left hand for an injury when he was 10 years old and has been inflexible ever since. As George grew up and became favored by Ferdinand, Mons, who was immersed in the possibility of losing his wealthy life, was crushed step by step, and finally, he laid hands on George.
During the autopsy on George, the police found that there was a pinhole on the tip of his right index finger. Various examination marks indicated that George was dazed by injection of anesthesia and then "suicide by swallowing a gun" while holding his hand. Mons chopped off his left hand because he always believed that Ferdinand took advantage of the operation to hide the keys to the vault in George's artificial phalanx in his left hand.
Ferdinand couldn't accept the fact that George died. He tried every means to resurrect George, and finally found the wizard.
At first, the wizard claimed to be able to call back George's soul to find the murderer, but it seemed unsuccessful. Later, she told Ferdinand that it was because George's body was incomplete, and the god of death refused to let him back, as long as he could collect it. The left hands of the nine people were used as sacrifices in exchange for the god of death, and she could bring back little George.
Ferdinand believed.
His most heartfelt servant persuaded him for a long time, but he still failed to persuade the man who was indulged in the pain of losing his son. In desperation, the loyal servant had to help Ferdinand to obtain the "sacrifice".
That rainy night, Fix was injured when he stopped the footman from attacking. The two fought in the dark rainy night, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.
Dong Zhengdao: "Didn't you live here a long time ago? Is it a crooked fight this time, or is there another reason?"
Fix: "The police have been suspecting Ferdinand of laundering money under the guise of charity nearly ten years ago. I happened to be resigning because of an injury, so I took over this undercover mission and settled in Wisteria Town, George. After the incident happened, I thought it was a good opportunity, and I have been secretly investigating. However, the real cause of George's death, the murderer and other things were deduced by Inspector Jacques. He is the best in our police department. Inspector."
Jacques smiled at Dong Zheng and didn't say much.
After chatting for a while, Fix went to pour water for Jacques. After he left the living room, the young police inspector looked at Dong Zheng and asked, "You are also a pilgrim."
Dong Zheng noticed it from the first sight of Jacques: "Yes, you also came in from the single box?"
"Yes." Jacques rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "It seems that I am in charge of the police department in this whole case, and you are in charge of Fix's side. If either of us makes a mistake, both It is impossible to pass the customs so smoothly.”
"Have you cleared the customs?" Dong Zheng was a little surprised. Until now, he has not received the prompt from the box. It stands to reason that the case is over.
"Yes, the door has been opened, over there." Jacques pointed to the door, stood up and said, "If there is nothing else, I'm leaving."
"Walk slowly." The door opened for only five minutes, and Dong Zheng also stood up. Jacques walked to the door, stopped, turned around, and said to him, "My name outside the box is Chen Jianguo, how about you?"
"My name is Dong Zheng."
Jacques - no, Chen Jianguo smiled at him and said, "I look forward to seeing you outside again in the future."
He pushed open the door and went out.
Dong Zheng sat back where he was, only to realize that the so-called single-person box might be because the clues of the pilgrims did not cross each other and did not meet each other.
Fix came out of the kitchen with coffee, saw that Jacques was gone, and said, "Huh? What about people?"
"Say I have something to go." Dong Zheng yawned, "I have nothing to do with me, can I go to sleep for a while?"
"Okay, I'm going to sleep too. I haven't slept at night for a few days and I'm going to boil to death." Fix was also exhausted. He had been lurking for eight years as a dark line. Today, his mission has finally been completely completed.
The two reached an agreement and went back to the house to sleep.
It seemed that the dust had settled, but until the next morning, Dong Zheng slept until the sun rose, and the prompt for customs clearance did not appear.
Where is it that hasn't been done yet
Dong Zheng didn't understand.
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