Sheng Yao and Su Junzi asked around in the prison, and heard that Comrade Wu Ju, the amber killer, was quite popular during his lifetime. There were really a few people who saw him while he was waiting to die, and some of them gave him things.
These people include Wu Ju's own mother - but this old lady passed away last year, Wu Ju's half-brother named Wu Zhida, Yang Man and An Yining efficiently called the local film police , found that Wu Zhida was still living in the old residence of the Wu family, unmarried, and lived alone after his mother died.
There are also a few crazy art school students who heard about Wu Ju's extreme behavior "art" and felt that although it was a bit disgusting, he was still a pioneer. Too much Mars, and was blocked by the conservative prison guards on Earth.
In addition, I heard from the prison guard who was in charge of guarding Wu Ju back then that a person sent a basket of flowers anonymously, but because the source was unclear, he was detained, and then nothing happened.
The prison is one of the easiest places to investigate. The visitors have detailed records. Sheng Yao and Su Junzi got the names and ID numbers of those art school students without much effort, and handed them over to An Yining and Yang Man. I went to check and found nothing new, so I went back to the police station.
After driving the car to the gate, Sheng Yao saw a woman standing at the gate, facing them sideways. She looked quite young, but she was wearing a black dress that made her look old-fashioned.
He felt that the woman looked familiar, so he took a second look. At this moment, the woman heard the movement and turned her head.
This is a beautiful woman, but for some reason, those eyes hang lifelessly on her young and fair face, making her look a little less like a living thing. The car window was opened: "Is that you?"
Su Junzi looked closely at the side and found it familiar, but he didn't see who it was: "Sheng Yao, who is this girl?"
"You don't remember? When we caught the Amber killer three years ago, the only survivor, the girl who would have died if we went later, was called..." Sheng Yao paused subtly, unable to think of such a person Miss Pretty's name was a faux pas, which made him slightly embarrassed.
Fortunately, the girl said it herself: "My name is Jin Qiu, Officer Sheng, Officer Su."
Su Junzi looked at it, and it wasn't so, but when Jin Qiu was rescued, he was tortured by that pervert, his cheeks were sunken, and his body was covered with scars. Now he seems to look a little better, although he still seems to have a kind of The shadow shrouded her body, as if lingering, but at least her face was already visible, and she was a little fatter, no wonder he didn't see it at first.
Su Junzi got out of the car quickly and asked Sheng Yao to park the car first, and he led Jin Qiu in by himself.
They all vaguely understood why Jin Qiu came here. Before the case was transferred to them, An Yining said that on the day the corpse warehouse was discovered, there was a good media involved. The professional ethics of the reporter really needs to be improved. They were not able to enter the scene, did not see the dead body, and did not know the fart. Based on the inattention of the police officers, one or two key words such as "glass jar" and "amber killer" were leaked. , just a burst of nonsense in the dark.
What about "The visitor from hell has returned to the world", "Young men and women in this city are in danger", this comrade reporter may be a newcomer, eager to be noticed, he should write horror novels, at least he can create a terrifying atmosphere Just first class.
Although Mo hurriedly cut off the tentacles of the media immediately afterwards, but not knowing the truth means double fear, so the outside world's legend about the dead amber killer became even more miraculous.
Jin Qiu was originally an ordinary college graduate. When he was harmed by that bastard, he had just handed in his thesis and hadn't had time to enter the society.
Just like a flower, it is stuck from the calyx when it is about to open.
Although she survived by luck, she will probably be branded by that incident for the rest of her life. Now standing in front of them is Jinqiu, a young girl in her twenties, who looks like an old woman, often distracted when speaking, her hands are nervously twisted together, and her expression is dull. Mrs. Lin.
Feeling sorry for Su Junzi, he took her back to the office, ordered a small packet of milk powder from An Yining, and washed her with hot water.
Holding the cup of hot milk in both hands, Jin Qiu sat there with her head slightly lowered.
The four sat around her, each cautiously, not even daring to vent their anger, for fear of scaring the girl, even Yang Man restrained himself a lot.
Su Junzi asked her warmly: "Jin Qiu, why are you here? What happened?"
Jin Qiu shook his head and bit his lower lip.
Su Junzi tentatively asked again: "Did you see those nonsense news?"
Jin Qiu trembled, and after a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Officer Su, is it true?"
Su Junzi thought about it, and decided to avoid the serious and take the light: "We have a case at hand, but we can be sure that it wasn't done by that person. He has been dead for many years."
When he said the word "death", Jin Qiu suddenly raised his head, staring straight at Su Junzi with dull eyes: "Officer Su, do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?"
Su Junzi said in his heart, I am not afraid of ghosts. If someone like you sticks out his tongue and wears a white skirt, he is really a ghost.
An Yining sat over at this moment and took Jin Qiu's hand. This girl seemed to have been out of sight all year round. Her fingers were pale and thin, and they were frighteningly cold. They were all around the same age. An Yining felt sorry for her, and said softly : "Nothing, how can there be ghosts in the world? We are all atheists, and even if there are ghosts, there are all kinds of gods in the sky, and they will not let such perverts come out to harm the world. "
Jin Qiu was pulled by one hand, so she began to twist her clothes, and after a long while, she said in a low voice: "You know, when I saw that headline in the newspaper, I was petrified, I dreamed of That... that person came back, dreaming that I was like those girls, dreaming... that I..." She suddenly pulled her hand away from An Yining and covered her face.
"Jin Qiu, don't think about it." An Yining comforted her.
"I didn't, I didn't think wildly!" Jin Qiu put down his hand suddenly, and looked at An Yining with red eyes, "Officer An, last night, after I woke up from the nightmare, I woke up from the bed and went out to drink water. Then I saw, saw..."
Her voice lowered and lowered: "I saw a man standing on the balcony! I screamed and woke up my family. They rushed into my room, but the man was gone. They found a shoe there." India! Really, believe me, I wouldn't have come to the police station if I hadn't! I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy!"
Yang Man took out a notebook from the side, began to record, and asked, "How big is the shoe print?"
Jin Qiu sobbed softly: "About four...forty-one or forty-two yards..."
Several people present glanced at each other—Wu Ju, the amber killer, was wearing a size 42 shoe.
Yang Man stood up: "I'll inform Captain Shen."
Su Junzi said to Jin Qiu: "I'll take you home, we will send someone to protect you, don't worry."
Jin Qiu silently followed him to stand up, and when he heard this sentence, he shook his head lightly: "You can't protect me, he's back, and none of you can protect him."
The child was already frightened to the point of talking, Yang Man wondered, how about asking Jiang Hu to show her? Only to hear Jin Qiu smiled sadly: "I will die sooner or later. I will tell you this before I die. I hope it will help you. Really, I am not sad. In fact, in the past few years, there is no difference between my life and my death."
Su Junzi sighed secretly, called the Master, and escorted Jin Qiu back.
An Yining waited for the others to leave before she sighed: "It's his grandma's fault, I think this girl is crazy."
When she raised her head, Sheng Yao was looking at her with a half-smile, and An Yining said, "Why?"
Sheng Yao smiled ambiguously: "Sister Immortal, the way you scold people is so cute, it makes my heart soften."
An Yining rolled her eyes: "Get out, you have nothing to do, right?"
Sheng Yao jumped up with a smile, picked up his coat and put it on his body: "I'm going to see those young artists. If Mei An is okay, wait for me to have dinner together tonight?"
"Okay, peel your skin, eat your flesh, and drink your blood." An Yining smiled sinisterly.
The old forensic doctor finally got his wish and was allowed to study his corpse, and the scene was almost seen. Shen Yexi received a call from Yang Man, turned around and said to Jiang Hu: "Jin Qiu came, and it was said that there was a man in forty-two last night. The man who sizes his shoes is standing on the balcony of his house."
Jiang Hu was taken aback: "Who is Jin Qiu?"
"A victim who was rescued from that lunatic Wu Ju back then." Shen Yexi said, "For this kind of thing, the person who did the bad thing is always remembered more clearly than the person who was hurt."
Jiang Hu thought for a while: "But when the Hu Po killer was tried, this person was not among the witnesses who appeared in court."
If you know what's going on, Shen Yexi murmured in his heart but didn't say anything, thought for a while, and said: "At that time, she suffered relatively serious mental and physical injuries. She was living in the hospital and was still being treated. I’m also confused, so it seems that I really didn’t testify in court—forty-two yards, I’m really cautious, let’s go, let’s go to their house to pay my respects, the footprints left by the perverted killer in the legend.”
pay homage
Jiang Hu thought as he followed, isn't that word commonly used in "looking at the remains of martyrs" and the like, as expected, he has no language talent, so he remembered it wrong again