The villa area where the murder occurred is called Jingjiang Haoyuan, which is a high-end residential area just by the name. The community is full of double-storey single-family villas with similar structures, equipped with a terrace and a basement connected to a garage. The latches of door locks and windows are common types, and it is not difficult to sneak in. But looking at the entire villa area, the surveillance is overwhelming, even the gate has a striking sign, and there is a sentence in black characters on a yellow background: this community is fully covered by surveillance.
Therefore, unless it can be invisible and can escape, it is impossible to sneak into the murder without being discovered.
But the monitoring room caught fire last night.
A yellow and white security belt had been drawn at the murder scene. When the police car drove into the Jingjiang Mansion, a group of people were surrounding the villa of the Miemen family. Big goose.
Xie Lanshan and Tao Longyue walked through the crowd, stepped over the security belt, and entered the gate of the villa. They found that the forensic team was one step ahead and was already conducting on-site investigations.
As soon as I entered the door, a bloody smell rushed towards my head.
Tao Longyue shook his head when he saw the scene: "It's too miserable."
Six corpses fell in a pool of blood, a middle-aged couple, a girl who had just worked, an eighty-year-old woman with inconvenience, a live-in nanny hired to take care of the old woman, and a woman who came to her grandmother's house for the weekend. Primary school student, only seven years old.
The corpse was deliberately placed in the shape of "the stars and the moon". The girl in the middle was naked and curled up on the ground in the shape of a fetus in the mother's body. central.
A strange symbol was drawn on the girl's abdomen with a sharp knife, and both palms were chopped off from the wrist.
There was blood all over the place.
Xie Lanshan stopped walking, frowned, and his expression was extremely solemn. The scene in the dream swept past my eyes, and this bloody scene seemed familiar.
The string in my head was suddenly tightened again, and my head hurt to death.
Tao Longyue saw Xie Lanshan's expression was different, and hurriedly asked him, "What's wrong?"
Xie Lanshan said nothing, rubbed his temples, and cast a glance at the hall where the deceased was. His eyes fell on some plastic lunch boxes stacked next to the cupboard, and then to a note pressed against the refrigerator sticker. Xie Lanshan noticed that there was a time marked in color on the top, and the sentence "I want to see a friend" was written.
He turned around and walked to the second floor of the villa.
At this moment, the on-site investigators were all wearing latex gloves, and Tao Longyue shouted behind him, "Don't you want to see the scene?"
Xie Lanshan didn't stop, just turned around a little, and said indifferently, "The carefully arranged scene is worthless. I'll wait for the autopsy report."
This may be reasonable, but Tao Longyue remembers it very clearly. When they first went to the police academy to intern, they also encountered a massacre. The family of four had been dead for more than half a month before being discovered. They were already full of maggots and were highly corrupted, especially the 12-year-old girl who was soaked in the bathtub. The corpse of the gigantic corpse was horrible to watch, and she was wearing the brightest red. The skirt has a very strong visual impact. None of the recruits present could hold back, everyone was vomiting, only Xie Lanshan was crying.
It wasn't the kind of crying that was frightened and wailed. It was just frowning slightly, looking at the group photo of the family hanging on the wall before they died, and quietly shed a tear.
The little girl in the group photo was facing the sun, smiling like she had poured a few pounds of honey into it. She was bright and eye-catching. She was still wearing that red dress—perhaps it was her favorite dress.
Tao Longyue vomited into the dark at that time, forcing himself to swallow a mouthful of bitter bile, and then took time to think about Xie Lanshan. He believes that the kindness or compassion that other people call in general terms is something that is engraved in this person's bones.
Xie Lanshan walked around the villa, and Ding Li followed behind him, chatting endlessly, asking silly questions like "Do you think the murderer is an acquaintance?"
Stopping suddenly, Xie Lanshan turned around and asked her, "Have you seen the corpse?"
A handsome man's face suddenly appeared in front of him, and Ding Li's footsteps stagnated in time, almost hitting the opponent's chest. She blushed immediately, and she stammered when she said, "Look, I've seen it."
A playful smile appeared on Xie Lanshan's face: "It's not easy, but I didn't vomit."
"What's the matter," Ding Li shrugged nonchalantly, "Have you seen "Top Ten Unsolved Cases in the End of the World"? It's more disgusting than the scene with pictures and texts. I can still eat instant noodles while watching."
"Tianya really has everything." Xie Lanshan walked into the girl's bedroom, looked around, and then came to a desk by the window and flipped through the items on the table.
The room is mainly in pink and white, with simple layout and quite clean. Cannas outside the window are dancing in red dresses, swaying in the wind.
Soon after the girl joined the job, Xie Lanshan found her resume and graduation certificate on her desk. The girl's name is Cong Ying. She has a beautiful and small face, and her ID photos are vivid. She graduated for more than a year and just changed her second job. Now she is a graphic designer for a design company.
Ding Li leaned over to take a look, and said regretfully, "No matter how bright a person was in his lifetime, he will turn gray when he dies."
In Cong Ying's notepad, there was a leaflet for the wedding fair, and the opening date was the time marked on the refrigerator sticker. Xie Lanshan continued to look through her belongings, and found that a metal photo frame was stored in the drawer of the desk, the photo frame was face down, took it out and saw that it was a photo of Cong Ying and a man.
The man is about thirty years old, wearing a mature suit and leather shoes, big eyes, double eyelids, and although the facial bones are not very three-dimensional, with the proper proportions of facial features, it is also elegant and Zhou Zheng. In the photo, Cong Ying is holding his arm and leaning on him intimately. The two are handsome and beautiful. People often say "made in heaven", but that's what it means.
Ding Li is a specially recruited foreign language talent. She has no experience in investigating the scene at all. After following Xie Lanshan in, she wandered around the room. There was no blood on the bed. Obviously, this was not the murder scene. She was not sure what she was looking for.
Xie Lanshan was examining the remains of the deceased woman, and Ding Li couldn't help looking at him. He was very tall, but his facial features were very delicate.
Ding Li looked at Xie Lanshan without blinking, but Xie Lanshan was focused from beginning to end without looking away.
He seemed to be fascinated by the group photo in his hand, and suddenly said: "Concentrate, I don't have any clues to solve the case on my face."
"Cough, is it possible that the man in the photo is the murderer?" Ding Li hurriedly pulled her thoughts back to the scene, "There have been several mass murders in Tianya, and the suspects are all sons-in-law."
Ding Li really wanted to get close to this handsome senior brother, but this person was not very serious in the situation, but he took the case very seriously. Asking him about the case did not get an answer. She suddenly lowered her voice very mysteriously, approached Xie Lanshan and said, do you want to know what else was said in that post about you and Mu Kun
Xie Lanshan turned his head and looked at Ding Li quietly.
This man's eyes are very beautiful, with deep outlines, but light color, and the pupils are amber or reddish-brown.
His eyes darkened again, Xie Lanshan said slowly: "No matter what you see, for your personal safety, you'd better forget it all."
This look is easily reminiscent of the blood-soaked corpse downstairs, and Ding Li's heart throbbed fiercely.
"Little girl, I scare you." Seeing that the little girl seemed to be frightened, Xie Lanshan's mouth twitched, the smile spread softly on his lips, and his eyes became affectionate, "Come, tell me what you think about this case."