This area is very desolate, and now it is midsummer, when the vegetation is lush, and the overgrown weeds are almost knee-high. It is not easy to walk in the daytime, not to mention in such a starless and moonless night. .
The two police officers who led the way have been here several times in recent days and are fairly familiar with the road conditions.
However, they felt that the three foreign aids behind them were new arrivals, and just by their appearance, apart from the bearded man who looked a bit like a "special agent", Beiquan, who was as handsome and white as a jade carving, and Aliu, who looked like a female student of the Republic of China, In the eyes of the two, no matter what else, at least physical strength and skill do not need to be counted on.
Therefore, when walking, the two police officers kept telling everyone to pay attention to their feet, for fear that they would accidentally step into a grass nest and smash themselves.
The three walked in the dark for ten minutes in the mountains and came to a relatively open wasteland.
It is said to be relatively open, because the weeds here are obviously relatively sparse. Beiquan used a flashlight to look around, and found that it was not that an inch of grass was hard to grow here, but that the slightly taller grass stalks were trampled and smashed. in the mud.
This means that in the recent period of time, many people have been active here frequently.
"That's where we found Wang Baotai's body."
At this time, the police who led the way in front spoke.
Everyone followed his instructions and looked down, and sure enough, they saw a shallow and narrow ravine about one and a half meters deep and three meters wide in front of them.
Because of a very bad murder case, from the local police to the task force dispatched by the county, all came to the scene. Several waves of people trampled on it repeatedly. Most of the weeds and shrubs in the ravine were trampled down. Sampling took away a lot.
Under the strong light of the military flashlight, Beiquan and the others could only see a dirty, muddy trench and some reflective marks left by the forensic doctor.
"We've checked it through a sieve here many times."
Another younger officer scanned the bottom of the ditch with a flashlight:
"Guaranteed not to leave a piece of cloth."
The implication is that although it is appropriate to come to the scene, you have also seen the scene, we have checked it repeatedly, and it is indeed the case, and no other clues can be found.
Beiquan smiled and suddenly asked:
"Besides the corpse, what else did you find?"
The documents the police showed them in the car included pictures of the scene.
In the photo, Wang Baotai's body was wrapped in a tarpaulin, revealing only a bloody head, face and one hand, and nothing else could be seen.
"For example, are there any of his clothes and shoes?"
A police officer replied:
"No. Wang Baotai was skinned, so he was wrapped in oil cloth and rolled into the ravine."
He shook his head:
"We didn't find any of his belongings."
The police officer paused, as if to emphasize:
"None of them."
Afraid that the three laymen could not understand, another policeman who was a little older helped me:
"So we judged that the murderer deliberately carried the body here and dumped it here. The first scene of kidnapping, killing and skinning is not here."
Beiquan smiled and nodded: "Understood."
Qingzhu turned her head and asked Beiquan, "What are you going to do?"
Beiquan closed his eyes and stood silently for a moment.
"The man is gone."
After two minutes, he opened his eyes:
"I'll see if I can find 'him'."
Qingzhu understood what Beiquan meant:
"Are you sure?"
Beiquan replied: "Always try."
He paused, then added:
"But this is not the first scene. It is estimated that the possibility of 'he' here is very low. We have to change the place."
The two did not deliberately lower their voices when they were talking, and the two police officers could hear it clearly next to them, but they felt confused and confused.
Just when the younger one wanted to ask clearly, Beiquan suddenly handed over the torch in his hand:
"Please help me light up."
Comrade Police Officer: "???"
He suppressed his curiosity, held a flashlight, and followed Beiquan step by step, wanting to see what this guy was trying to do.
To his surprise, Beiquan just opened his black handbag and took out a roll of ordinary red thread.
Officers: "What are you going to do?"
Beiquan smiled slightly: "Make a mark."
After he finished speaking, he stopped explaining, tied the end of the thread to the root of a bush, and jumped easily into the shallow ditch.
Under the astonished stares of the two policemen, Beiquan tied red lines at several places in the ditch. From a bird's-eye view, the lines were criss-crossed, and the effect was very similar to the game of turning flowers played by children.
After doing all this, Beiquan gently scratched his fingertips, squeezed out two drops of blood, and traced them on the red line.
"This should be okay."
Beiquan came out of the shallow ditch neatly again and smiled at the two police officers:
"Next, please take us to Wang Baotai's hometown."
The two police officers were even more surprised, and couldn't help but say in unison, "Now? Why?"
Beiquan smiled:
"Because I need some of his belongings, preferably the blood of his parents or siblings."
Police: "..."
It's really hard to predict the demands of you gods!
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Saturday, August 7, at 2:25 a.m.
In the village at the foot of Yueling Mountain, Wei Fuyuan woke up suddenly from a light sleep.
In front of him was a magnified mass of snow-white fluff—the little fox Suying was scratching the tip of his nose with his claws.
Although Wei Fuyuan has opened his eyes, he still can't understand Guan Hu's "words" like Beiquan, but the little fox's body movements can't be more clear, it is clearly telling him that the next door couple Cai and Su There is a situation in the room!
Wei Fuyuan jumped up from the bed and kicked Jiang Nan'an who was laying the floor next to him.
The two didn't turn on the lights, and didn't speak. They only communicated through the street lights that came in from the window, and made an appointment gesture to each other—
[coming?]
[coming!]
Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an slipped out of the room silently like two shadows.
The whole house was silent, without the slightest sound.
Cai Mingjian and Su Lan should have already fallen asleep, and haven't noticed anything unusual around them.
Wei Fuyuan's heavenly eyes were not strong enough to probe through walls, so he had to hold the door handle and twist it gently.
The door opened, but for some reason, the couple did not lock the door.
The room was not completely dark.
After being tormented by the shadow that follows him for a whole month, even a person with a firm mind will become unable to adapt to the darkness.
Therefore, an orange night light was turned on in the room of the two of them, which was enough to illuminate every corner of the bedroom clearly.
But for Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an, they want to "see" certain "things", not relying on light.
This time, both of them clearly saw a black shadow squatting on the bedside table near Su Lan.
-Finally found the true master!
Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an suddenly froze.
At the same time, the shadow on the bedside table also found the uninvited guest outside the door.
It responds quickly.
Aware that the visitor was not good, it did not intend to confront Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an, but turned its head and jumped in a certain direction - the figure passed through the closed window and disappeared in front of them.
"I go!"
Wei Fuyuan scolded:
"It's going to escape!"
The two of them squatted here for a day, and they finally caught the master, so naturally they couldn't let it run away!
Wei Fuyuan couldn't care less about concealing his identity, he rushed into the room with a single stride, opened the window with his left hand, and stepped on the window sill with his right foot.
This movement naturally awakened the couple, Cai and Su, who were lying on the bed.
The two jumped up from the bed, staring at Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an who had broken into the room in fear, and screamed, "You, what are you doing!?"
When the couple screamed, Wei Fuyuan came out of the window, and Jiang Nan'an still remembered to say one more sentence:
"No time to explain!"
He shouted to Cai Mingjian and Su Lan:
"We'll be back when we go!"
After speaking, he also jumped out of the window.
Cai Mingjian, who was stunned on the bed, turned pale in shock. He shouted "This is the second floor" and jumped to the window. When he looked out, he saw Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an walking through the courtyard one after the other, disappearing into the room. Back in the forest.
"This this… "
Cai Mingjian's legs softened, and he fell to the ground, muttering to himself, "What the hell happened?"
The shadow moved quickly, and after leaving Cai and Su's house, he ran straight to the back mountain.
Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an followed, not daring to relax.
Both of them opened their eyes.
From their "perspective", the fleeing shadow was indeed in the form of a human. The shape of the head, torso, and limbs was very distinct, but the figure did not look like an adult, and looked like a seven- or eight-year-old child.
And that thing showed a somber gray-black in their eyes.
This color indicates that the other party is very yin and is definitely not good.
It was just Wei Fuyuan who noticed that there was still a faint layer of faint purple aura surrounding the black figure. This color was only seen on Beiquan when he practiced opening his eyes. Pass.
Wei Fuyuan gathered his mind while running, and "looked" at it seriously.
Although the purple light was weak, it was not his illusion.
For some reason, Wei Fuyuan's heart suddenly jumped.
He always felt as if something wasn't quite right.
But time was running out for him to think about it.
Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an were very physically fit and ran fast. In the chase, they were getting closer and closer to the shadow.
Knowing that something was wrong, the shadow suddenly jumped and plunged into a basil grass.
"Where to run!?"
Jiang Nan'an shouted, took out something from his arms, and threw it at the grass.
With a flash of red light, the "hidden weapon" thrown by Jiang Nan'an disappeared into the grass with the sound of "bass" breaking the wind.
The disappearing shadow suddenly sprang up like a disturbed grasshopper and rolled on the ground.
- Not at this time, but when!
Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an rushed forward without saying a word, slamming fists and sticks, and greeted the fallen shadow!