Otherworldly Merchant

Seeing that the circumstances of the two cases were clear, the physical characteristics of the suspects were locked in, and Zhang Xiaoai issued several orders in succession.

Send police officers to the clinic to check the pharmacy for abdominal injuries or to buy gauze after the morning. Customers with hemostatic medicines, especially those who are physically fit and taller than one meter and eighty-five and shave their bald heads, need to chase them all the way!

She had just released the news and another policeman rushed in: “Team Zhang, another headless man was found outside West City! ”

Zhang Xiaoai's face changed.

Four homicides in a row for a while have left her breathless.

As a result, just early this morning, there have been two consecutive incidents. Why did a headless man appear again?

Has the murderer detected the wind and acted wildly before the police caught him?

Luoyang glanced at me, and there was a slight surprise in his eyes. This is already the seventh case!

Am I wrong? It's not a trick at all. It's not about killing six people?

“Go!” Zhang Xiaoai bites his lip hatefully and turns his head and leaves.

The three of us got in the car, the siren went off and drove all the way west.

I don't know if Zhang Xiaoai was upset by this succession of murders. When he turned the corner, he almost hit a big truck.

“Goddamn it, hurry to get an abortion?” Zhang Xiaoai burst out very rarely, scolding people.

There are several police cars parked on the road west of the city to the funeral home, and there are a lot of spectators watching.

A dozen policemen circled an open area in the rice fields, surrounded by cordon lines.

Three consecutive homicides took place almost simultaneously in the morning, and the forensic and investigative police forces were severely inadequate, as they were merely ordinary co-police officers who were guarding the scene and awaiting the arrival of the criminal police.

As soon as our police car stopped, a bearded policeman greeted us.

“Did you identify the victim?” Zhang Xiaoai jumped out of the car and went inside anxiously, asking.

“No, the head of the deceased is missing, and no ID has been found on him.” The bearded policeman shook his head.

“The head is gone?” Zhang Xiaoai couldn't help but be shocked.

In previous cases, the deceased's neck was slashed and his head rolled aside, but what happened to both cases? His head is all gone.

At this point, I was a little out of my mind, looking around and walking forward.

“The informant was the owner of this field, and he was putting water into the rice field, and suddenly he found something dark in the field, and as if someone was lying there, he walked over to check it out. That's when he found a dead body, so he immediately called the police. ”

"The corpse is more than 40 metres from the road and there are traces of blood dropping on the rice leaves along the way, obviously this is not the first scene," the Bearded Police said as they walked. The water in the rice fields was deep, no footprints were left on the scene, and the deceased was intentionally flipped a few times, the clothes were covered with dirt and no valuable clues were found. ”

“Based on body size and other factors, the age of the deceased should be between 35 and 40 years of age, with a higher body size. Local villagers, not locals, have been interviewed. ”

By the time he's finished, a few of us have come to the dead.

Unlike previous cases, this time the corpse was not a minor, but a very powerful man, although his head was missing, still much larger than normal.

At this time, he was lying in the mud, and the blood was still pouring out of his neck, staining a lot of red.

I crouched down and took a closer look: “This is not the same as in previous cases, the murderer has someone else! ”

“Different?” Luoyang looked at me amazingly.

“Yes!” I nodded. “Look at the wound on his neck. There are obvious rust marks. This was caused by a murder weapon scratch, not in the previous cases. ”

“The rust marks on the murder weapon, though severe, are sharp and far smoother than the incisions on the two bodies this morning. ”

“In addition to the fatal wounds on his neck, the deceased also suffered several friction wounds and all his clothes and skin were worn, which had never happened. ”

“Such a heavy man, brought here from the highway, it's hard for a man to do it. And the blood on the rice leaves along the way is swinging around, very large. In addition, there are indications that a large area of rice seedlings has been crushed. Obviously, the corpse had been constantly shaking and falling in the middle of the movement, much like the result of two people carrying it.” I analyzed.

“You mean there were two murderers?” Zhang Xiaoai answered.

“Likely!” I nodded my head and kept staring at the corpse: “And, look! He seems to have something in his hand. ”

Finished, I pointed forward.

Only a plastic bag handle was exposed in the fist gap where the corpse held it tight.

It's just that the plastic bag is black, then muddy, and it doesn't look obvious.

“What the fuck is going on!” The bearded policeman scolded angrily: "Why is this criminal so rampant these days, every one likes to chop his head off! ”

“Have you ever flipped this body?” I was just about to get up and suddenly found a doubt and looked up and asked him.

“No, we just looked in his pocket to find something to prove his identity, and the body didn't move.” The bearded policeman replied.

“So what happened? He had two wounds.” I point to the mud under the corpse: “You see, this mud has been stained red with blood, but it's obvious, it's very different. Near the wound, the colour of the blood water is heavier, and away from the wound, the blood water is lighter. But here, there are two places that are bright red, one neck and one belly..."

“Turn him over! See if he has a knife wound on his stomach.” I suddenly thought of something, shouting.

The policemen stunned, but Luoyang wanted to figure it out. Ask another policeman to help him and turn the corpse over.

Indeed, his stomach was also bright red, and blood was pouring out.

The wound was laced with a bandage and stuffed with cotton bags, which seemed to have been handled briefly, but only under a torment and scattered.

I squatted down, lifted my sleeve, checked his belt, and suddenly said, "I know who he is! ”

It was urgent, instead of waiting for Zhang Xiaoai and others to ask, he said directly: “He is the murderer! ”

“Look! The knife marks on the belt, the wounds on the stomach, were all left behind when I fought the boss. And this size, obviously, is the big bald guy. ”

A few people took a look at it and it was all a little masked.

The victim is the murderer? Then who killed him?