Otherworldly Merchant

On these days, Yin Xinyue took on a historical idol show, running around the country.

She's like a food guide, sending back local specialty bags everywhere, and the house looks like a big warehouse. I know she's scared. I miss her. I want to know where she's been. What good food have you had? What good scenery have you seen? Want me to try it too.

But this little fool... don't you know the reason why people think heavier?

I was in a hurry to take a shower, I was lying in bed, and I turned around and I couldn't sleep.

I don't know how long it's been, I just got some sleep, and suddenly a rush of phone rings.

“Who is it?” I pressed the answer button and asked confused.

“It's me, Zhang Xiaoai. Surprise, surprise?” There was a lovely voice across the phone.

I was slightly stunned and counted. Zhang Xiao Ai and I have not been in touch in years.

Zhang Xiao Ai is one of the major veins of the Zhang family in Jiangbei. However, in her generation, she is no longer in the shady business, but has become a policewoman. The Zhang family also commissioned me to protect him from dragon springs.

I rarely remember that together we solved the case of the Book of Wordless Heaven, crushing the plot of Longquan Mountain. As a result, Niko was promoted to the rank of criminal police captain in Qingjiang City, and now suddenly came to me. Is there any difficulty?

I lazily mumbled, “Surprise, but call back in the afternoon if you need anything! I'm so sleepy right now. ”

“Don't bother, sleep in the car later!” Zhang Xiaoai said.

“What, the car? ”

I was lost, and suddenly there was a loud siren on the other end of the phone, and suddenly I broke all the sleep I had so easily accumulated, and I sat up from the bed in shock.

“Zhang Xiaoai! Is that what you did to the saviour?” I yelled at my phone.

“Have mercy on me.” Zhang Xiaoai briefly said: “Girl, I've come across a very difficult case this time, I suspect it's not made by people, it's made by ghosts! So I wanted to invite you out of the mountain. ”

“No!” I hate to say, “I'm not one of your men, so why call me whatever you want? ”

“I happen to have a few colleagues working in Wuhan, and I told them the address of your store. If anything happens, they'll be here soon. You still have five minutes to prepare. We'll talk about it when you get to Qingjiang City.” After that, she hung up.

“Shit, this detective captain didn't do anything for nothing. I even know where my store is.” I switched off my phone and still couldn't figure it out: “Who cares about your shit, brother? I have to go back to sleep. ”

Knock, knock.

As a result, the eyes closed and a little bit of sleepiness developed, a quick knock came from the door.

“That was quick!” I still don't want to get up.

But then there was something wrong with the sound.

Knock, knock!

Sounds like twisting the door lock?

“Is Yoon Xinyue back?” I immediately climbed out of bed, put on my clothes and came to the door, and the man was pulled open as soon as he arrived.

There were two policemen standing outside.

A man and a woman.

The man is like a black tower, one meter and nine feet tall, a big, black face, like a knife-cut diamond angle.

The woman looks like an elf, is in great shape, has sharp ears, and is wearing a sky blue police uniform.

“Hello, Mr. Zhang! We are detectives from the Qingjiang Municipal Public Security Bureau. My name is Luoyang. This is my sister Laurie, and our captain said," Please go back and work together. "” Luoyang saluted me with a buzzing echo like a bronze bell.

“It's true that Zhang Xiaoai brought the soldiers out. Isn't this too presumptuous?” I'm very upset.

Laurie hung the unlocking tool in her hand on her belt and said faintly: “Special treatment, our captain said, you're the only one who can solve this case! Whatever it takes to tie you up in Qingjiang City, it's a big feat. ”

“Boss Zhang, let's go now! The captain said that, in any case, you would be taken to the meeting point by 3 p.m.” Royang stood loose and said.

“Oh, she's so confident. Why do you think I'm coming with you?” I grinned.

Laurie pulled out a briefcase and handed it to me: "The captain said as soon as you saw this, you'd leave. ”

“Hmm, trying to bribe me? I'm not bad for money.” Speaking of which, I immediately paused when I saw what was in the file bag.

There are two pictures, one piece of paper, stuffed in the case.

The two photographs show the same person, except for one photograph of life and the other of the decapitated body.

This is a 14-year-old teenager dyeing a red, yellow, and blue blend of hair, rooted in the sky, living like a non-mainstream on the Internet. She also had a hot little girl tattoo stabbed around her neck. The pretty girl's head was tattooed on his face and she was trying to hold her mouth like she was going to kiss him.

At a glance, this is a little gangster in society.

But in the other photograph, he became a corpse and his neck was cut neatly.

That knife's sharp mouth should be quick, all bones and muscles free of even a little residue and puncture. Even weirder, the knife was perfectly cut, avoiding the pretty girl pattern engraved around his neck, as if trying to keep the pretty girl pattern intact.

The modus operandi was extremely bloody and brutal and a little bizarre.

But even more surprising is the paper!

That's a very ordinary piece of A4 paper, which is supposed to be a police photocopy.

There's only one brush on the paper.

There is also a line of explanations: witnesses have shown that an anonymous envelope was received the night the victim was killed (that is, seven days ago) and that nothing was written in the envelope, but this one: the inscription.

The victim did not care at the time and threw it directly into the trash. As a result, at exactly 12 o'clock that night, the victim was killed on the dance floor in Di Hall. The whole scene was only dark for 10 seconds. When the light came on again, he had moved his head.

Similar homicides have occurred in Qingjiang City three times in a row during the month. The deceased are all minors, suspected to have been the same perpetrators.

No wonder Zhang Xiaoai was so anxious to ask me for help.

From all indications, it is difficult to determine what method this case was made of. What's the motive for killing? It doesn't even look like humans can do it, most likely it's the spirits.

Normal homicide, I don't care, but if it's a monster, and it's still in such a vicious way, I can't just sit there and ignore it!

I'm coming with you. ”I packed the photographs and the photocopy paper back into the file pack and then turned back to the house, hurriedly packed up several pieces of laundry, packed some things that might be used, and went out with Brother Luo and his sister.

I was sleepy, but now I'm sleepy.

And in the car, I pulled out that picture again, and I thought carefully, but I never figured it out because of that.

The Qingjiang police have certainly studied this murder countless times, and it is certainly not possible to speculate by conventional means. But what kind of monster would kill a minor and give a warning before killing someone?

The police car was flying all the way, and my brain was spinning fast.

“Don't take me to Zhang Xiao Ai first, go directly to the funeral home where the body is stored!” Suddenly I thought of something, shouting out loud.

“The place our captain asked you to meet was the funeral home.” Nor did Luo Yangtou reply.

Oh! Zhang Xiaoai seems to have grown quite a bit. I actually thought of it with me, and I showed a smile.

“Mr. Zhang, here we are. ”

Soon after, the police car stopped in front of the funeral home.