Walking in the Dark Night [Bo Jun Yi Xiao]

Chapter 15

This kind of eyes is used as a sign, and its personnel are divided into grades by Holy Son, King Ming, and King Dharma.People who come out to do things like this are usually Dharma kings in the organization.When this cult genre recruits members, it has a very weird process.So far, no one knows their specific content, only know that they believe in "not to pass on the holy".In other words, there is no way for ordinary people to obtain the qualifications to enter.Because of the special inheritance method and the advocacy of living sacrifices, it is neither recognized by Buddhism nor by Christianity. "

Han Chen asked, "Don't you really think this looks like some kind of zombie or zombie?"

Xiao Zhan: "The word zombie originally came from Daojia's book "Daqianlu", which means a dead body with stiff limbs and no decay. The theory of zombies prevailed in the middle of the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty. Books describing this strange species emerged in endlessly. There is a saying about driving corpses in western Hunan. According to Hunan folklore, zombies were first used for drug trafficking. But I think the possibility of real zombies is not high.”

The three people who died were (27 years old, convenience store clerk) - Song Zhiyu, (55 years old, real estate owner) - Guo Jin, Wu Duan's family of three, and two innocent policemen.

Those digital cards were collected in the evidence bag.

Xiao Zhan flipped through the evidence one by one, and said slowly after a while: "Who is the first deceased?"

“就是便利店里的那个女店员。”王一博告诉他：“宋芷玉的卡片上的数字9：16恰巧是No.2死者郭晋的生日，但是郭晋卡片上的数字7：3却和吴端毫无联系，而吴端的卡片数字为12：06，暂时也破解不了代表着什么。”

The No. 1 deceased was 27-year-old Song Zhiyu. Her home was located in the western suburbs of the city. It was an old-fashioned tube building that was planned to be demolished.She lives alone, raises a cat, has a boyfriend, and now the place has been cordoned off and sealed.Wang Yibo personally picked up the seals and the cobwebs that formed in the room. There are several large industrial areas near the tube building, so the air quality is not very good. The room that has been unoccupied for nearly half a month looks like a pansi hole Same.

Wang Yibo said: "More than a month ago, Song Zhiyu suddenly went berserk and attacked humans in a convenience store near the Emerald Villa. When the situation was critical, I shot him dead on the spot. Afterwards, the police found a suicide note in her residence."

Of course, the suicide note has now been packed in an evidence bag and placed in the evidence room of the police station.Xiao Zhan looked at the photo received in the phone, and zoomed in on some details with two fingers: "A printed suicide note?"

Wang Yibo nodded: "Yeah, I never heard that the suicide note needs to be printed."

Xiao Zhan looked around and told them, "There is a problem."

Wang Yibo: "What's the problem?"

Xiao Zhan took out the photo of the cake box: "Where did the cake go?"

It was one of the photos taken at the scene of the crime in Gemini Community. In the photo, there was only a cake box placed alone on the desk, tied with a blue decorative ribbon, but the cake inside was missing.

Wang Yibo asked: "Could it be eaten?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head and denied this point of view: "Wu Duan died not long after he entered the room, but no residue was found in his stomach during the autopsy, which means he didn't eat that piece of cake."

Wang Yibo: "I think we still need to start with their physical condition. For example, Song Zhiyu, the doctor said that she had high paraplegia of lower limbs, and the muscle neurons in her legs had begun to shrink during the hospitalization. But she suddenly recovered. And Guo Jin The resulting glioblastoma is terminally ill, how can medical miracles happen so often?"

Xiao Zhan: "Serial murderers all have their own special marks. In their eyes, some ordinary people will be marked with the devil's mark by them, so as to select the targets to be killed, so these people must have something in common. .”

Han Chen looked at Wang Yibo, then at Xiao Zhan, and said, "But Wu Duan, we didn't find out that he had any illnesses."

"Then let's assume that those cards must have some kind of connection with the victim." Xiao Zhan: "If there is no connection between Guo Jin's card and Wu Duan, then there may be another victim between these two people."

Except for Song Zhiyu, who had been cremated, the bodies of the deceased in the previous three cases were all placed in the forensic laboratory of the police station.

Song Ci, the old forensic doctor in the team, is a man whose Mediterranean hair loss is about to spread to his beard.

When he was working under Qin Mu, he once complained about how his superior oppressed his subordinates and how unreasonable he was.

After Qin Mu finally got promoted and left, he thought he would finally have a few days of good life.

Unexpectedly, a Wang Yibo who pursued speed and time more, and was more iron-fisted and cold-blooded came.

The lights in the forensic laboratory were very bright, and the three of them did not see Song Ci when they entered. As a warm-blooded animal, Wang Yibo still insisted on wearing only a black T-shirt even though he was in a low-temperature environment, and his strong muscle lines were fully displayed.

Han Chen first sniffed it vigorously, then frowned and covered his mouth and nose: "Did you smell anything strange?"

In the forensic laboratory, everything that can be seen is autopsy equipment and corpses.But there was a smell of greasy cooked meat in the air.

Wang Yibo's face changed slightly, and he walked around the two morgues in front of him in a few steps, and as expected, he found Song Ci hiding in a corner and eating dinner.

Song Ci, who was caught, continued to eat his own brains and told them: "The two corpses in the suicide case are right in front of your eyes. I have worked overtime for 46 hours in a row. If I don't eat, I will die on duty."

Wang Yibo asked, "Has the detailed toxicological blood report been released?"

Song Ci handed over the autopsy report to Wang Yibo, Xiao Zhan put on a sterilized mask and gloves, and asked, "What are the causes of death?"

Just when Song Ci was about to speak, Wang Yibo blocked his mouth with a report, and his eyes stared at Xiao Zhan: "You find out the cause of death yourself. If one is wrong...the bonus will be deducted."

Xiao Zhan: ...he doesn't know what else he can deduct. Is it possible that he has to pay back for a part-time job?

Han Chen and Song Ci looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what kind of medicine Wang Yibo was selling in the gourd.

While Wang Yibo was flipping through the report, Xiao Zhan took off his gloves, and asked with his eyes if it was okay to touch, Song Ci touched his nose, showing a "you are free" expression.

Immediately, Xiao Zhan's fingers touched the skin of the corpse. The surface temperature of the skin was very low, and it felt very cold to the touch.

Every corpse here has been dead for more than 24 hours, and the cells have already lost their activity.

Not long after, Xiao Zhan withdrew his hand, his face was not good, and he told Wang Yibo: "The deceased Zhong Jiaqiang had multiple contusions and muscle injuries. However, the real cause of death was the massive bleeding caused by the rupture of the carotid artery. Hemorrhagic shock."

He directly passed some of the people who were bitten to death: "Do I need to say the cause of death of these people?"

Then he continued to walk in front of several other corpses and said, "The cause of Wu Duan's death was a fractured skull. Before his death, he suffered extensive injuries, such as multiple fractures, ruptured internal organs, and three gunshot wounds to the heart, kidney, and liver. , um... our Wang team's marksmanship is good, these are important parts."

Wang Yibo: "But this guy still crawls as fast as a lizard with reflexed joints in his hands and feet. He can still stand up after being shot three times. Ordinary people, let alone getting shot once, just because of Han Chen's kick, it's impossible for him to get up again." Get up off the ground."

Xiao Zhan: "I think he died long before you found him, because the wounds he suffered later did not coagulate and heal at all, indicating that his own immune system had stopped functioning at that time, and the reason why this person really Stop, I think because you've damaged his central nervous system."

Wang Yibo crossed his arms and said, "So that's why you drove his car and crushed his brain to pieces?"

Xiao Zhan's hand rested on Wu Duan's body, and continued: "However, Wu Duan is not a real 12-year-old elementary school student. His bone age has reached 30 years old. He is a dwarf with a disordered pituitary growth hormone secretion."

Obviously, this coincides with the results reported by Wang Yibo. Even though he finds the supernatural power statement unbelievable, he has to believe it now: "What did you see? Did you see the murderer's face?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head: "The time of death has passed too long, and there is very little information left."

Han Chen and Song Ci: "..."

Seeing their confused eyes, Wang Yibo said, "I know you all want to ask, but don't ask."

Han Chen on the side saw that the report stated that there was no alcohol or drug residue in the blood of the deceased, so he frowned: "How did the murderer turn people into human-eating zombies?"

Song Ci: "The medicine bottles found by Wu Duan and Guo Jin's family have been inspected. It is estimated that the capsules in them should have been placed instead of tablets, so nothing can be detected."

The case was clearly in limbo.

Xiao Zhan sighed: "This is really an unsolved problem from P to NP."

Wang Yibo suddenly trembled: "P to NP?"

Song Ci couldn't bear to look directly and covered his face. In front of a university teacher, he really couldn't afford to lose this person.

S.O.S

Three people lived and died strangely,

But no one knows why.

Because of this incident, Wang Yibo was in a hurry to get angry all day long.I don’t have a good face in the workplace and in private time, and I have a sullen face all day long, as if others owed it