The Underworld Detective

“According to our investigation, Li Yishi doesn't have many friends around him, and the relationship is simple," said the police officer. ”

I shook my finger: “You're so wrong, he may have more friends than you! ”

The officer opened his eyes inexplicably, and I explained: “Someone with such a rich heart and such an introverted personality must like to go online. I'm sure he has a dozen friends in his qq who talk a lot, and this is the age of the Internet. ”

As soon as the officer slapped his head, he laughed: "You're right, it's my negligence at work! ”

This was left to the old man to investigate. I immediately dialed the old number. When I suddenly thought I was going to be molested again, I handed the phone to Huang Xiaotao, bothered her to work on her behalf. Huang Xiaotao smiled badly and reached for it.

Old man just got up, his voice was confused, Huang Xiaotao explained, I spread out a map and marked the scene of the two murders, as well as the location of Li Yishi school, the school is quite far from the scene.

And I said, "Do you know anyone in town? ”

The police officer replied: "College students from outside, no. ”

It was strange, it was 6: 00 in the morning, and it was very difficult to get here from school, not to mention being held hostage by the murderer.

I dismissed the idea, and it was impossible, because the victim must have been held hostage somewhere else, because I noticed that the two murders were only two kilometres apart. Could the two victims have known each other? I even wondered if they would be gay couples.

To prove that they were together, there was a very convenient way of judging, I said to the incumbent, "Let the coroner dissect the other body and compare the stomach contents of the two. ”

"I'm afraid I can't compare it, because the deceased doesn't have much food in his stomach, and he seems to have been thrown up. ”

“Vomiting?” I frowned.

"The forensic physician found traces of burns in his esophagus, detecting a large amount of stomach acid and a small amount of soap water, which should have been caused by vomiting. ”

“What about the poison he took?” I asked.

“It was later served.” The commissioner replied.

This time, the forensic physician finally went online, and I nodded: "Then we'll go back, and we'll come back later. ”

When Huang Xiaotao and I went out for dinner, I assumed that the old man should check the qq soon. He sent a message after the meal. It was a screenshot of an email. The background was made into a black invitation and it said: "October 6, wait for you to commit suicide together”.

I stood up stunned, took the chairs down, couldn't explain them to Huang Xiaotao, and quickly dialed the old man back: “What is this e-mail? ”

Old Lazy replied: “Oops, am I old, I can't understand the thinking of children now, there is still a team of suicides... Would you like to see this child's qq, it's all about dying or living, I can't bear to see it, I can't, it's too negative, I have to hurry to watch a small movie, look for a little joy, Song Song, would you like to watch it with me..."

I interrupted him unnecessarily: "Speaking of business, did it mention an address? ”

“Ah, I forgot to send you a screenshot. Wait! ”

I heard the phone ring, and I said, "Besides, can you check the person who sent the e-mail? ”

"This is the new mailbox," said the old man. "I'll check it out. Don't be too hopeful. ”

I said thanks for hanging up, Huang Xiaotao curiously said: “What's the matter, suddenly such a big reaction? ”

I handed her the phone and said, "Guess what? The deceased had a very negative attitude, joined a suicide club, and the number two deceased was probably one of them. ”

“What?” Huang Xiaotao stunned: “The deceased was prompted to vomit, that is, the murderer saved the children who were going to kill themselves and then killed them. ”

“Looks like this is a suicide hater. Let's go to the address provided by the old man! ”

Huang Xiaotao and I drove there, the scene was an old apartment, the garbage in front of the door was stinking, as if no one had been here for a long time. I stabbed the door with the locking tool, pushed the door open, a dusty smell suddenly poured out my nose, the light in the room was dark, there was some yellow vomit on the ground, it had rotted and spoiled, and there were clothes, seats, shoes scattered, the walls were painted with strange religious symbols, skeletons, many candles inserted on a long table, tears formed into thick chunks, like waterfalls.

It gives the impression that it's like the scene of a cult ritual, with a creepy feeling.

Huang Xiaotao kicked a metal cup and picked it up, which was an exquisite gold-plated cup with some solidified liquid residue. Huang Xiaotao sniffed his nose and said, "It smells like wine. ”

I nodded: "There may be poison in it. Take it back for testing! ”

And I found a bamboo cartridge, which was empty, and I threw some long, short bamboo sticks around it, and I picked it up, and I found a total of six, and I analyzed, “It looks like there were six people, and everybody drew lots. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: “Why draw lots to determine the order of death? ”

I looked at the bamboo stamp, and I found one of them lit red paint, and the others didn't, and I said now, “I don't think so. I've seen reports of these suicide clubs, and they draw lots of money to pick a man who doesn't drink poison, who survives and takes care of the aftermath, and organizes the next collective suicide! Suicide clubs have been maintained by this system. ”

Huang Xiaopeach struck a chill: “Why do I care if I rip open my belly and dig my bones? I feel chilly when I think of these young people drinking poisonous wine here? ”

I said, "Because suicide is a violation of human instincts! ”

“If it's counter-intuitive, why would anyone commit suicide?” Huang Xiaotao asked.

“Because human beings have both life instincts and death instincts. Death instincts can also be called destructive impulses. Usually, people's anger is the manifestation of destructive impulses. Death instincts point externally to violence and crime, and inwardly they become suicidal and suicidal, although this rarely occurs. Suicide is against biological instincts for most people.” I explained it in detail.

Huang Xiaotao shouted: “I don't think I'm that scared to hear you explain this!” She said that in her mouth, but still held my hand.

We went inside and looked in the bathroom and found no other clue. Huang Xiaotao said: "Wait, the doors and windows are intact. How did the killer break in? ”

I shook my head: "He didn't have to come in because he was one of the six. ”

Huang Xiaotao shocked: “Did he kill himself too? ”

“No, I think he's premeditated, otherwise he won't save the lives of a suicidal youth in time, and as for how he survived, I think he used some means to draw a red visa to avoid drinking poison.” I said.

Huang Xiaotao sighed: “These five young people must have been surprised. They had already given their lives away when they came here. Unexpected, waiting for them was a murder! ”

“Murder who wanted to die.” I was saddened to think of the two victims when they were discovered: "Does the murderer hate suicide to make them more ‘valuable’? ”