Sun Mingtang felt strange, stretched out his foot and kicked the horse's wound. The horse struggled and screamed and crawled away.
[Hu Yong] who arrived with a gun, saw the person lying on the ground, suddenly vomited with a "wow".
A headless corpse was lying on the ground! The corpse was naked in a black gauze cheongsam, and the ingot collar was wrapped high around his neck, so it looked like a complete person from a distance.
Sun Mingtang tore off the cheongsam, and a bloody headless corpse appeared in front of him. This was a male corpse. The abdomen of the corpse was sewn with a dozen "X"s with grass-green fish thread, and the right abdomen was embroidered and dyed. Flower of blood.
"Sakura!" Sun Mingtang had enjoyed the cherry blossoms for several years when he was studying in Japan. He is very familiar with cherry blossoms, which are smaller than peach blossoms. No, the embroidered Dafu should also be cherry blossoms, not peach blossoms!
Sun Mingtang's eyes lit up: It seems that he has captured a very important detail!
[Hu Yong] wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Deputy Chief, the murderer should not have gone far, should we chase?"
Sun Mingtang glanced at the blurred lights on the distant coastline, carried the corpse into the trunk, and said: "Follow the horseshoe prints and go to the deceased's home! Hurry!"
[Hu Yong] Turned on the headlights of the car and drove along the horseshoe prints. The horseshoe print disappeared suddenly on the coastline.
Sun Mingtang squeezed his chin and said, "What a cunning murderer! This section of the road, the white horse is dripping from the river!"
The two went around on the beach a few more times before finding the horseshoe prints and heading to a family in Jiangbin. It was a two-story wooden house built by the river. The workmanship was exquisite, the stairs were equipped with iron railings, and the chimney was still emitting black smoke. The horseshoe print disappeared under the open wooden window. Sun Mingtang knocked on the door, there was no sound inside. He made a gesture to [Hu Yong] and banged open the door by himself, [Hu Yong] raised his gun and leaned in.
In the wooden house, flames rose from the fireplace, and a scent of blood and coal came over. Sun Mingtang was holding a small flashlight in his mouth. The electric light showed several bloody corpses. The ground was littered with papers, the boxes were overturned, and the murderer was obviously looking for something! Sun Mingtang swept the room around and struck a match to light a candle on the table.
The candlelight jumped violently, and [Hu Yong] hurriedly closed the wooden windows. Sun Mingtang squatted down to check. There were two dead bodies lying on the ground: a middle-aged woman and an eleven or twelve-year-old child, with fresh bloody cuts on her body. He opened the kitchen door, and inside lay an old woman wearing an apron with a knife in her back.
Sun Mingtang deliberately opened the lid of the pot, but the inside was unexpectedly empty. He suddenly remembered the black smoke curling up from the chimney, struck a sharp spirit, and quickly walked towards the outside fireplace. Sure enough, there was an aluminum pot in the fireplace. Sun Mingtang took a long sigh and opened the lid of the pot, a scent of meat permeated, but [Hu Yong] vomited a few times after smelling the scent.
There was a human head in the aluminum pan, and the flesh was drooping because it was half-cooked. Sun Mingtang glanced at it and suddenly lost his voice: "Wang Sichuan!"
[Hu Yong] Wearing a mask, he asked: "Deputy Chief, do you know him?"
The floodgates of Sun Mingtang's memory were opened, and the assassination plot in the swaying lighted room of the Beiping Military Reunification Bureau ten years ago came to mind. In order to confirm his judgment, he carefully searched for the photo and ID of the deceased in the wooden house. Under the bed on the second floor, [Hu Yong] found a photo with the Forbidden City in the background. A few words were written on the back of the photo: Secretary Wang Zeng.
Sun Mingtang remembered that when Liu Wenxiu, the head of the Peking station, introduced the identity of each member of the "Tuying Seven Group", he once said that Wang Sichuan was the secretary of the military commander of the North China District! Sun Mingtang was holding the photo, and suddenly remembered the black and white photos of the deceased in the "2?01 Massacre at the Gate of Death". No wonder it was so familiar. Now it seems that the deceased must be one of the members of the group of seven.
Back then, the five remaining members of the Seven-member group were hunted down by the Japanese gendarmerie in Peking and had to be dispersed. When they were leaving, Wang Sichuan once said: "Peking can't stay, I think everyone should go to Shanghai to hide. !" No wonder he came to Shanghai!
Is the death of Zhang Dafa and Wang Sichuan a coincidence? Could the cherry blossoms embroidered on the abdomen of the deceased be the consolation and warning of the murderer? Thinking of this, Sun Mingtang's heart palpitated. On that day, the police car had a puncture on the road and the murderer blasted it off. Did he already know that he was also a member of the seven-member group
So, will he be the next to die? He subconsciously touched his abdomen, is there a blood-colored cherry blossom embroidered here too