Dongcheng District, Tianrong Medical Beauty.
The elegantly decorated reception hall is filled with a rich aroma, a mixture of various cosmetics, skin care products and perfumes, sometimes uplifting and sometimes sleepy.
The sound of high-heeled shoes resounded from time to time on the smooth floor, "nibbling, nibbling, nibbling." For those who have been working in the medical beauty industry for a long time, just listening to the footsteps can determine the identity of the visitor and which level of package is suitable to recommend.
Just after the lunch break, it is time to be tired. Zhu Linglong repaired her clothes in the bathroom, adjusted her pearly white dress, and returned to the front desk as if full of energy, but she kept thinking about other things.
She is the receptionist of this well-known medical beauty shop in Dongye City, and is responsible for welcoming people with a smile and giving preliminary guidance to the guests.
This job does not have much technical content. When applying for a job, HR examines whether the face is beautiful enough, the skin is good enough, the body is graceful enough, the smile is sweet enough, and the response is fast enough.
She passed it all.
When she just graduated from college, her roommate was still laughing at her behind her back, saying how a person who graduated with a bachelor's degree could be reduced to being a receptionist at a cosmetic surgery center. But no one has said this now, because although she is only a receptionist, her salary is not lower than her "996" white-collar classmates. She can also enjoy beauty benefits from time to time, and dress herself beautifully all day long. Show your beauty to the guests.
In short, Zhu Linglong is very satisfied with this seemingly "lower-class" job.
But these days, her mind is really unable to concentrate on work.
Another high-heeled shoe sounded, and a woman with curly hair and temperament shouted, "Little Zhu, bring over the form that Ms. Han just filled out."
Xiao Zhu was Zhu Linglong, but she didn't seem to hear it. She stood in the front desk like a log, staring straight ahead.
"Xiao Zhu?" The woman's voice carried obvious dissatisfaction, "Zhu Linglong!"
Liu Ying, who was also at the front desk, quickly reminded in a low voice, "Linglong! Linglong, why are you in a daze? Manager Chen called you!"
"Ah!" Zhu Linglong came back to his senses and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll come right now!"
After a quarter of an hour, Manager Chen was dealt with, and Zhu Linglong returned to the front desk lightly.
At this time, there are no customers for consultation, and Liu Ying's gossip has become aroused. "Linglong, what's the matter with you these days? You're always absent-minded. I called you in the morning, but you ignored me."
Zhu Linglong sighed and habitually touched the nails that he spent more than 200 yuan on, "I don't know how to tell you."
Liu Ying said, "Several men are chasing you at the same time? You don't know how to choose?"
"What are you thinking?" Zhu Linglong gently punched Liu Ying.
"You've always been a good man, and it's not surprising that several people are chasing you at the same time." Liu Ying said.
Zhu Linglong shook her head and asked, "Are you interested in the secret room?"
Liu Ying asked in confusion, "The secret room?"
Zhu Linglong asked: "Oh, do you know the 'Ninth Battlefield' newly opened in 'Tianyun Chaodu'?"
Liu Ying quickly shook her head, "Do you want to invite me? I don't dare. I went into a haunted house once when I was a child, and I was frightened."
"I didn't want to invite you there. Didn't I change shifts with you a few days ago?" Zhu Linglong said, "Just to catch the opening of the 'Ninth Battlefield'. I'm a fan of secret rooms, and I have many secret rooms. I have been there, and I have played some live-action games. But after I entered, I felt very uncomfortable, and I still have lingering fears.”
Liu Ying didn't quite understand, "Is it because of fear?"
"I can't say I'm afraid." Zhu Linglong raised her eyebrows slightly, "The secret rooms inside are basically related to torture, the blood level is beyond my imagination, and it is very realistic. At that time, I always felt that if I continued to stay in it, I myself would also tortured."
Liu Ying was naturally timid, and shivered, "I feel scared when I hear it."
Even if it was just a memory, Zhu Linglong had goosebumps, "I used to go to the most terrifying secret room, even the psychic-themed secret room, I didn't have this feeling."
Liu Ying said: "But this also shows that the secret room is well designed. Oh, by the way, you just said that you have played a real-life game. What real-life game?"
Hearing this, the unease in Zhu Linglong's eyes disappeared, replaced by undisguised pride.
Liu Ying smiled and said, "Yo, my eyes are bright!"
"You may not believe it." Zhu Linglong raised her chin slightly, "Hu Ying and I have played Werewolf Killing."
Liu Ying didn't react at first, but three seconds later she screamed, "What?"
"Be quiet!" Zhu Linglong quickly covered Liu Ying's mouth, "You want to call Manager Chen!"
"It's a lie!" Liu Ying said excitedly: "That lake shadow? Impossible!"
"Really." Zhu Linglong's eyes were even more triumphant, "a few years ago, I was still in college, and I joined a field game group, and Hu Ying was in it. He was not an artist at that time, or maybe he was not. Hong, I don't know him anyway, I just think this person is really handsome."
Liu Ying said, "Show me the photos!"
Zhu Linglong said, "I didn't shoot."
"How is that possible!" Liu Ying said, "You don't take pictures when you see a handsome guy?"
"There are rules for this kind of game group. They don't ask for real information, don't take pictures, and they break up after the game." Zhu Linglong knew that her words were not convincing, so she had to add, "If you don't believe it, forget it."
Anyway, after Huying became popular, she told several friends, but no one believed her, they all felt that she was grandstanding.
Over time, she was 100% sure that the person named "Yanhuang" was Hu Ying, but now she's only 90% sure. Because Yan Huang had been wearing a hat at that time, his facial features were still slightly different from the current Hu Ying. She works in the field of medical beauty and knows that most celebrities will do micro-surgery, and Hu Ying should have done plastic surgery before it became popular.
She felt a little regretful, thinking how good it would be if she had grown up at the time and secretly took a picture of Yan Huang, or asked Yan Huang for a contact information.
But on another thought, Yan Huang was eliminated because of her, and finally left in anger.
Yan Huang must have hated her.
Alas, forget it—Zhu Linglong had to console himself—I was hated by Hu Ying anyway, and hating it is better than not knowing it at all.
·
Because of the conical hole in the sole of the foot, Mingshu decisively combined the Li Zhaofeng case with the Huang Yan case.
"Li Zhaofeng and Huang Yan, one is the planner of the shopping center, and the other is the owner of the express delivery station in the residential area. Their occupations seem to be unrelated. According to the communication records we have so far, they have never contacted each other." Ming Shu said: "The similarity between these two people is that they are more or less related to the secret room. The murderer knows them, and they may know each other."
Fang Yuanhang frowned and thought, "Knowing, but never contacting, what is the relationship?"
"Combining their hobbies, I think they may be in the same hobby." Yi Fei said: "However, this kind of like-mindedness is different from that of Huang Yan and Cai Xinyue. Huang Yan and Cai Xinyue met on the Internet. However, there are frequent Internet connections, and the Beicheng Branch also found Cai Xinyue because of this. However, Huang Yan and Li Zhaofeng did not have each other in their communications and network records.
Mingshu said: "Their acquaintance did not rely on the Internet..."
"I remember it!" Fang Yuanhang said: "My mother likes to play mahjong after she retired. After lunch every day, she goes to the teahouse in the next neighborhood. The owner of the teahouse gathers a table of people and they can start playing. They can be considered friends, but apart from playing mahjong, my mother has no other contact with them. If you only look at communication and network records, my mother and her circle of mahjong friends are strangers. "
"So the relationship between Huang Yan and Li Zhaofeng may be similar to Mayou?" Yi Fei thought for a while, "It's common for middle-aged and elderly people who don't know each other to get together to play mahjong, but young people..."
"Board games." Mingshu said, "When board games first became popular, many board game bars operated like a teahouse—after guests arrived, they were arranged to join a table, and as long as there were enough people, they could play games together."
Yi Fei nodded, "Wang Jun did say that one of Li Zhaofeng's hobbies is board games."
Fang Yuanhang said excitedly: "I'll take it easy. Huang Yan and Li Zhaofeng met somewhere—such as a board game—and played one or more games together. This is their intersection, maybe even the only one. They recognized each other's faces, but didn't know each other's true identities, let alone contact information. And now, they were killed one after another, and the marks of the murderer were left on their bodies."
Yi Fei looked at Mingshu: "What was the murderer's motive?"
Mingshu put his fingers together, closed his eyes for a moment, and said slowly, "The murderer wants to kill all the participants in that game?"
Fang Yuanhang stood up, "What irreparable damage did Huang Yan and Li Zhaofeng's participation in the game inflict on the murderer? The murderer is taking revenge?"
Yi Fei held his arms and walked back and forth by the table twice, "Now we can neither determine the motive of the murderer nor the identity of the murderer. If the facts are close to our inference, the murderer must be more than Huang Yanhe. Li Zhaofeng. Now it is difficult for Huang Yan to dig out new clues, but Li Zhaofeng's side has yet to be investigated. Wang Jun said that Li Zhaofeng likes to play. After they got married, even before they said, what exactly did Li Zhaofeng play, Wang Jun didn't say anything. If you know all, you must know part of it.”
"Wait a minute." Mingshu opened his eyes.
Fang Yuanhang asked, "Master, what's up?"
"Is it possible for Huang Yan and Li Zhaofeng to have other intersections?" Mingshu said, "Except the one we just thought of."
Yi Fei said: "Do you think the inference just now is too hasty?"
"It's still in the early stages of the investigation. I'm worried that once the direction is wrong, there will be more and more problems in the future." Mingshu frowned, "You must be cautious and cautious."
The conference room fell silent for a while, and a few minutes later, Mingshu still spoke: "No other ideas?"
Fang Yuanhang grabbed his hair—the first two days were a little more free, so he rushed to get a new hairstyle. Unfortunately, none of the brothers in the serious crime team noticed except his master, and although his master noticed , and did not praise him.
"I don't have it for the time being." He said, "Master, I want to have a flash of inspiration and I'll tell you right away."
Mingshu laughed, "Go and shave your head, maybe you'll have a flash of inspiration right away."
"How can I do that?" Fang Yuanhang patted his forehead very cherishly. It is said that after being a police officer for a long time, his hairline is worrying. His hair is still quite thick now, and he can't shave his hair if he shaves anything. "There are regulations in the bureau, You can't shave your head."
Yi Fei said, "Xiao Ming is joking with you."
Mingshu picked up the document and knocked on the table, "Okay, let's go ahead according to this idea for the time being, we can't afford to delay the time, and focus the investigation on Li Zhaofeng."
·
Qingjiangyuan residential area.
Wang Jun's face was haggard, but his emotions were not as broken as before. She and Li Zhaofeng's 4-year-old daughter stood timidly at the door of the bedroom, looked ignorantly at the stranger who came to their house, and took a step back cautiously.
She knew her father was dead, but she couldn't understand what "dead" meant.
"This is the knife I stabbed him that day." Wang Jun's right hand trembled and handed the fruit knife to Mingshu, "I also cursed him and hoped that he would die. If I knew that he was gone, he would never come back. , Even if I tried my best, I still want to keep him. Actually... Actually, we also had a good time."
Mingshu put the fruit knife into the evidence bag, carefully observed several rooms, and finally walked into the study, turned around and asked, "The study is usually used by Li Zhaofeng, right?"
Wang Jun wiped his tears and nodded, "Yes, he always said that some work needs to be brought back to do, but I have observed that when he stayed in the study, he was almost always playing games."
Xiao Man, who was wearing latex gloves, glanced at Wang Jun when he heard the words.
Because of the holes in Li Zhaofeng's feet, Wang Jun's suspicion of committing the crime has now been basically ruled out, but her words, deeds and reactions are still intriguing.
In the first sentence, she was still expressing her grief for her husband's murder and her regret for not being able to stop her husband from leaving home. In the latter sentence, she began to complain about her husband's fault.
In just a few seconds, one person's emotions towards another person can have such huge fluctuations.
Xiao Man shrugged slightly.
As a non-marriageist, he could not understand the feelings of mutual dependence and mutual hatred between husband and wife. Humans are the most liar animals, especially between husband and wife.
Or the evidence is good, present it objectively, and never lie to the trace examiner.
Noticing Xiao Man's gaze, Wang Jun frowned unpleasantly, and followed Ming Shu into the study.
Mingshu ignored the computer, opened the bookcase on the side, and glanced at the few books.
The bookcase occupies one wall. It is said to be a bookcase. In fact, it should be a locker. It is divided into upper and lower parts by a thick wooden board. , the bottom layer contains Wang Jun's teaching books, keyboard, mouse and other tools, and the second layer contains game information books, various cards, outdoor reference books, travel illustrations, and sports magazines.
"These are all Li Zhaofeng's things?" Mingshu asked.
Wang Jun glanced at it, and his voice choked again, "Yes. I only occupy one of the four floors, and the other three are his."
Ming Shu took out a travel guide and flipped through a few pages.
This is not the best-selling travel book in bookstores, nor does it introduce popular attractions, but very small, undeveloped natural scenery or remote villages.
The book number is there, not printed by travel enthusiasts, but it is obviously aimed at a small group.
"Li Zhaofeng likes to travel to remote places?" Mingshu asked.
Wang Jun nodded, "Zhaofeng likes to find his own route and can always find interesting attractions. I was attracted to him at first, and I talked about marriage with him because he had a kind of energy in him. When I am with him, I feel like myself have become younger."
Mingshu read Li Zhaofeng's book while listening to Wang Jun's narration.
"When I first got married, Zhao Feng took me to many small places. The southwest, northwest, and northeast were not famous tourist destinations. There were no tourists. Except for the locals, it was just the two of us. I was very lucky to have married such an interesting person. people."
"But later, we had a child, my father was paralyzed in bed again, the financial burden on the family became heavier and the friction between us became more and more."
Wang Jun's shoulders trembled, "After the baby was born, he never took me on a trip, and he no longer took care of his family. He regarded us as a burden. . To say hate, I... I do hate him."
The more Xiao Man listened, the more embarrassed he felt. Wang Jun is older than Li Zhaofeng. When he was in love and just got married, Wang Jun felt that living with Li Zhaofeng and he became younger, but after many years—in fact, not too many years—of married life, the truth was about the opposite. I feel that I have become young because of Li Zhaofeng, but Li Zhaofeng feels that he is getting older by staying with Wang Jun.
Marriage is a process of constant consumption. Xiao Manlai called out a police officer, and once again thought that it was better to be alone for the rest of his life.
But he glanced at Mingshu and found that Mingshu had no response to Wang Jun's words.
Speaking of which, he is about the same age as Mingshu. As early as two years ago, he was urged to marry by his family. Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, if there is no case during the Spring Festival this year, he will have to go home for the New Year. Going home for the New Year means being forced to marry by the whole family.
And Mingshu seems to be a single dog, and there seems to be no possibility of spreading dog food in a short time.
As a peer of the same age, Mingshu must have also been urged by his family.
Xiao Man decided to take some time to share with Mingshu the experience of single dogs "escape from marriage".
For the time being, I didn't see anything wrong with the travel guide. Mingshu put the book back and touched the card next to him with his finger.
Werewolf kill.
The cards are contained in a fairly beautiful box, and at first glance they are collectibles. There is another box of Werewolf Kills on the bookshelf, with traces of use.
A person who likes to play board games, it is not surprising that there are cards for werewolves at home, after all, this is also a popular game.
In addition to Werewolf Killing, Li Zhaofeng also has several other cards.
"What is the best board game that Li Zhaofeng has played?" Mingshu asked.
"This..." Wang Jun glanced at the bookshelf, "kill the werewolf."
The third level of the bookshelf was empty and nothing was placed.
Apparently, the bookcase was overdesigned, and the couple didn't have much to fill it up.
Mingshu took a few steps back and suddenly saw a white skull on the top layer of the bookshelf.
The top of the bookcase is flush with the ceiling and each level is deeper. The skull was placed in the deepest part. When he first opened the bookcase, Ming Shu didn't notice it. He noticed it at this time, and he also needed a stool to get it.
There was only one computer chair in the study. Mingshu pushed the computer chair over and was about to step on it when Wang Jun suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Are you going to get the things above?" The sadness in Wang Jun's eyes faded, and something related to fear and panic floated up.
Mingshu retracted his arm, "Is there any taboo?"
Wang Jun shook his head, "No, but it's unlucky. I usually don't want to see them, so I put them so deep."
Mingshu still stood up, and for a moment, he even thought that there was a set of "ghost cards" hidden in a blind corner on the top floor.
But in the next instant, he realized that this was impossible.
All the people who have "ghost cards" in Dongye City have been found out, and Li Zhaofeng is not among them.
Stepping on the computer chair, the field of vision became wider. Mingshu saw not only the skull on the top floor, but also a dark brown mask with raised eyes and a wolf head with fangs exposed.
They are facing him, forming a very visually striking picture.
"Did Li Zhaofeng bring it back?" Mingshu asked.
"Yes." Wang Jun said, "Sometimes when he goes out alone, he will bring back these things, saying they are souvenirs. I thought it was scary. I quarreled with him and asked him who would buy souvenirs like skulls... But he didn't at all. Listen, I'll do my own thing."
When getting close, Mingshu smelled a strange smell, very slight, but not impossible to catch.
Mingshu was wearing gloves, and the first thing he took out was the wolf's head.
This is not a real wolf head, just a prop headgear made of plastic, artificial leather, and artificial hair, which is suitable for wearing on adult male heads. The wolf's two eyes were blood red, there were hideous scars on the eyelids, and the fangs were white, looking like he was provoked by something.
Just looking at it like this, the wolf head is not scary, but if it is worn on the head and suddenly appears in front of a timid person, it can still scare the other party.
Xiao Man walked in, "Team Ming, show me."
Mingshu handed him the wolf head and picked up the bulging-eye mask.
The mask is made of metal, and it is heavy in the hand. There is a layer of smudges on the surface, and there is dust in the gaps. It should not have been cleaned for a long time.
This kind of raised-eyed mask is not uncommon, and it originated from the worship of eyes and light by a primitive group in the west. But many similar souvenirs on the market are made of plastic, not many of them are made of metal, and the mask doesn't look like it was mass-produced.
Ming Shu also handed the bulge-eyed mask to Xiao Man, and finally picked up the skull.
He originally thought that skulls, like wolf heads and raised-eyed masks, were props—some people just like to collect these weird things. But the moment he picked it up, he suddenly realized that this was not a prop, but a real skull.
Where did Li Zhaofeng get this kind of thing
"Xiao Man." Mingshu got down from the computer chair, "Look at this."
As a trace examiner, Xiao Man is naturally more professional than Mingshu. He took a serious look and said, "This is a human skull."