Xiao Zhang scanned and sent the information about the Star Worship Cult, and Chen Zhaohui immediately printed a copy. The first year of this worship is unknown, but it was recorded 13 years ago because of a very serious mass suicide at that time.
At that time, in a cliff scenic spot in S province, a group of people wearing the same clothes suddenly gathered. At first, the tourists thought it was a company outing collectively, and they watched them with great interest and shouted slogans. After the long slogan was finished, more than 20 people jumped off the cliff in unpreparedness. The onlookers hurriedly rescued only two young people, and all the others were buried at the bottom of the cliff.
There are photos of the rescued young people in the information. They are wearing red T-shirts with huge constellations and eye symbols printed on the back, exactly the same as those on the takeaway list.
At that time, the state directly listed Xingbai Cult as a cult, the leader of the cult in S province was sentenced to life, and other key members were also arrested. "I haven't heard of it for so many years." Captain Fan finally remembered this news, because it mainly happened in other provinces, and they were not responsible for it. He was just a little impressed by the news at the time, so he didn't remember it at the first time.
Today, a small cult that was thought to have been annihilated in history has revived.
"Since this cult is instigating suicide, could Li Ting and Wang Qiang commit suicide after being brainwashed?" Chen Zhaohui pondered while looking at the information.
"The forensic doctor said it wasn't suicide. Although there were no obvious signs of fighting, the placement and posture were wrong, and it must have been thrown down," Ma Tianxing touched his long face, "Based on my old horse's experience, Wang Jinghang's grandson He must be a cultist too, he's not a good thing to see with his eyes... oops!"
Captain Fan tapped the pony's head with the enamel tank in his hand: "You are a criminal policeman, not a fortune-teller, do you decide cases face to face?"
"But Wang Jinghang has an alibi, and there is no special contact number on the old mobile phone. What can be proved at the moment is that he instigated Li Ting's parents to consider suicide and demand compensation." Comrade Xiao Chen, who was observant, poured cold water on his teammates at the right time. .
mass suicide...
collective…
Fang Chuyang stared at the photo of suicide on the top of the mountain for a long time. Something flashed through his mind and he grabbed it. He suddenly said, "Could it be not a strong man, but a group of people?"
"A group of people?" Everyone in the office looked over.
"I mean," Fang Chuyang licked his chapped lips and said cautiously, "the murderer is not a single person, but the collective behavior of a group of people. Cult crimes often have group characteristics. The girl who was killed in the fast food restaurant was killed by several cultists."
"Deputy team, you mean... a group of people lifted Li Ting and threw it down from the 18th floor?" Chen Zhaohui, who lacked imagination, thought this idea was a bit crazy. A group of people committed crimes collectively, and Qi Qi lifted a young and fresh life and threw it downstairs silently. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.
"At that time, there were not no footprints in the corridor, but a bunch of footprints, right?" Fang Chuyang asked Xiao Chen, and the other party quickly pulled out a photo of the scene, and the corridor in the photo was full of footprints, "Li Ting lives at the very end, It stands to reason that not many people are walking around her door."
Fang Chuyang stretched out a finger and pointed to the straight corridor. The three families were arranged in parallel. The house in the middle was very lively with people coming and going every day, but since it was a guest of the middle house, normal people would stop when they walked to the second door. Even if there are occasional overshoots, there should not be so many footprints.
"It may also be due to the accumulation of various couriers, takeaways, and small advertisements that have not been cleaned all the year round; or the people next door came out to meet in the corridor..." After saying this, Chen Zhaohui suddenly stopped.
Captain Fan looked at him lovingly with the eyes that could be taught by Ruzi, and did not answer Xiao Chen's questions, but instead asked: "The surveillance at the intersection near Wang Qiang shows that there are basically no vehicles there, but there are people passing by, who are they? "
"Night runner!" The pony raised his hand.
"That's right. The unrepaired bridge where Wang Qiang died is an uphill road. Usually there are no people, but there will be runaway teams running at night and in the morning. There were three runaway teams that passed there that night." Fang Chuyang narrowed his eyes slightly.
If it is a group of people throwing one person down, of course there is no sign of struggle, because there is no room for resistance.
"But it's crazy! Group crime will reduce people's guilt and amplify the maliciousness in people's hearts, but the group is not an iron plate, and someone will definitely inform, unless it is a strict organization comparable to the army. Those evil spirits with no brains Can a believer do it?" Pony still felt a little illogical. After so many days, both the people around Li Ting and those around Wang Qiang were very tight-lipped, and they didn't reveal any rumors.
"You are right, believers are also divided into devout and ungodly. But if you know that speaking out will have a very serious end, such as being 'god punished' for skinning and delaying, or the safety of your family is threatened, there will be no one in a short time. Said it." Captain Fan has a long history in the police and has a lot of knowledge, and he knows a lot about the methods of this cult.
Peeling... Ling Chi...
The two young men fought a cold war together.
"Xiao Ma went to investigate how many runaway teams are there. Chuyang, ask Zhai Chen and Li Ting's best friend if Li Ting usually cleans the area in front of the door. In addition, go and check the 1802 What kind of people are at the party..." Captain Fan just finished speaking, and suddenly raised his hand, "Wait, don't startle the snake, first find an insider to understand the current rules of the Star Worship Cult, and make an unannounced visit in plainclothes."
A vicious cult must be hit with a single blow, otherwise it will be cut off like a cancer cell and spread to other places quickly.
Next door to Li Ting, the Nakato 1802, who played music every night and danced wildly, sent everyone to investigate and found nothing unusual. If there is a problem, it is not a problem of decoration, but the people who dance inside.
It was getting late, and it was too late to investigate 1802 in plainclothes. Fang Chuyang and Xiao Chen drove to Caizhuang Xincheng for a circle. The telescope saw many figures in the 1802 room from a distance, moving around like ghosts.
"Go home and continue tomorrow."
When the tired police officer Fang returned home, he saw someone sitting on the sofa, stepping on the coffee table with bare feet and making a phone call, just like telling a child: "Don't open the window at night, the doors and windows are closed, you live on the first floor and don't have any Anti-theft net. Don't worry, those people were all thrown from high places, and although there will be thieves in the low places where we live, we are not afraid of being thrown off."
"Who do you call in the middle of the night?" Fang Chuyang said angrily.
"Customer," Zhai Chen finally finished chatting with Gao Yusheng, and then raised his head to explain to his brother, "I have been charged for 8 hours of service, so I have to serve enough time."
In order to make up enough time, I accompanied Mr. Gao to dinner in the evening and played games in his living room for a long time before returning with Zhai Mengmeng, who was reluctant to part. As soon as there was still 20 minutes left in the calculation, I called my employer and provided remote service.
"Ding-" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Chen's mobile phone sounded the prompt tone that the money had arrived, and the five thousand yuan fell into the wallet steadily.
Fang Chuyang was very indifferent to the way this fellow received "money for selling his body", so he went to the kitchen to find something to eat, and found that Zhai Chen had packed him two boxes of high-end restaurant meals.
"You can eat it after heating it in the microwave for a minute. That's a microwave-safe meal box." Zhai Chen raised his head and explained.
It didn't take long for the starving police comrade to come and sit across from him with a meal: "Get your feet off!"
"Tell you, don't sit at a table and squeeze with me, how old you are and still stick to your brother." Zhai Chen smiled and squeezed a piece of crispy bone from the lunch box to eat.
"Go away, who is the brother!" Fang Chuyang raised his eyes and glared at him, "I have something to ask you." Although Zhai Chen usually seems careless enough to lose himself, he was very careful during his work as a bodyguard. subtle changes can be detected. So he asked him about the land in front of Li Ting's door.
"Cleaned up," Zhai Chen nodded affirmatively, "Li Ting is a very face-saving person. She uses a mop in front of her door every day. Didn't you find that the small window was clean? She wiped it on weekends, because Girlfriends occasionally go over to play, for fear of being laughed at by friends. What's the matter?"
"Oh." When asked what he wanted to know, Fang Chuyang closed his mouth and concentrated on eating.
"Hey, I told you..." Zhai Chen bared his teeth, this is not funny, Fang Chuyang never knew how to communicate with etiquette, he only knew how to cross the river, demolish bridges, unload mills and kill donkeys, "If you don't tell me, then I'll guess. You guys are suspicious of 1802 next door. ,is not it?"
Fang Chuyang frowned and looked up at him.
"She didn't wear a coat, she went out in her pajamas, either to take out takeout or an acquaintance knocked on the door. What if it was the old lady next door?" Zhai Chen squeezed another crispy bone and put it in his mouth, quite like a detective in Hong Kong movies chewing betel nut 's sense of sight.
If he didn't know his brother's urine very well, Fang Chuyang would have thought that he knew the progress of the case, so he picked up the lunch box to prevent Zhai Chen from stealing it again, and solved it in three or two times: "I warn you again, no! Xu! Mix! And!"
"Ding—" The phone beeped again, Zhai Chen lowered his head, saw that it was from "Heartless Man", and opened it immediately. The one who gives the money is the uncle, and the one who gives the money back is God. Reading God’s WeChat in time can seize every opportunity to make money.
[Heartless man: I found someone to find out that pattern.]