Madness of the Heart

Ming Shu just put the rose candy into his mouth, and then asked, "What?"

Zhou Yuan came in with her laptop, "In the days before Meng Shan was killed, she had been watching a TV series called "Red Dust and Jianghu" all night."

Fang Yuanhang said: "This drama is too popular, I'm also watching it."

Zhou Yuan was surprised, "Fire? I haven't heard of it."

"You are too backward." Fang Yuanhang smiled: "Never pay attention to fashion."

Ming Shu reminded: "Don't talk nonsense, Zhou wishes to continue."

"That's it. From the time Meng Shan chased the drama, we can analyze her routine of work and rest." Fang Yuanhang called up the timeline that she had compiled. "She watched the drama from 7 pm to 3 am, in view of the fact that She is on bereavement leave and does not need to work during the day. I guess she sleeps at home in the morning. As for what she is doing in the afternoon, I can’t judge for the time being. What’s strange is that Meng Shan’s playback is stopped at around 11pm every night. Shan’s neighbors heard the noise from Meng’s house at this point in time, so what was Meng Shan doing during this period of time a few days before the incident?”

Fang Yuanhang said: "Take a bath?"

"Should I watch it after taking a shower?" Zhou Yuan said, "It's possible. But aren't all girls afraid of computer radiation? I take a bath halfway through and have to wash my face when I go to bed after 3 o'clock? I find it a little troublesome."

Fang Yuanhang said, "You don't understand women anymore."

Ming Shu said: "She might also cook a midnight snack for herself, or go out to buy midnight snacks."

Fang Yuanhang reacted immediately, "The murderer followed her when she bought the supper?"

Ming Shu said, "I will go to Guangdan Road again."

As night fell, the wreaths on Guangdan Road were hissed by the cold wind, and at first it sounded like a gloomy cry.

In addition to wreaths and paper people on the road, there are also some stalls selling mala Tang and cakes. Although the smell of cooking oil is suffocating, it adds a little vitality to the death of this street.

Ming Shu asked one by one. The stall owner said that Meng Shan hadn't bought late-night snacks at her own store recently. At the end of the question, an aunt pointed to the opposite street, "Go over there and have a look. There are many young people living here. I think this street is cloudy, and I have to go to other streets to buy breakfast."

The street next to Guangdan Road is called Wu Ming Street. The old man selling Mei Cai Kou Meat Pie stared at the photo and said, “I’ve seen this woman. Come here to buy biscuits every night.”

"On December 11, she came to buy it too?" Ming Shu asked.

The old man thought for a long time, "I've been here, I've been."

Ming Shu asked: "Is there anything different from her usual day that day?"

"She is weird every day." The old man said: "She always urges me to hurry up. I said the cakes have to be baked one by one, and they won't get up soon. She said she was scared."

Ming Shu said: "Afraid?"

"She always looks around." The old man didn't care. "I think there are bad people around. Hey, how is this possible? How many years have I been setting up a stall here, it's safe!"

Guangdan Road, Meng's house.

"Meng Shan suspected that she was being followed. According to the owner of the biscuits, she didn't seem to know who was following her or why she was being followed." Ming Shu walked around in the living room, "Before the incident, she was like I bought sesame cakes a few days ago, but didn’t eat them-Teacher Xing’s anatomy report clearly stated that the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Then there is only one possibility, that is, Meng Shan brought the sesame cakes home and planned to stay at home. Eat, but before he had time to eat, he was killed by the murderer who followed. After that, the murderer not only cleaned the scene, but also took away Meng Shan’s biscuits."

Xiao Yuan also rushed to Guangdan Road. At this time, she was standing between the door and the corridor. "Meng Shan suspected that she was being followed. He heard someone knocking on the door at night. It is impossible to open the door easily. The door has cat eyes. Who is standing outside? , She knew it at a glance."

Ming Shu said: "So you also think that Meng Shan was attacked from behind by the murderer before she could close the door after she opened the door?"

Xiao Yuan nodded, "After the murderer pushed Meng Shan into the room, he immediately closed the door. Meng Shan struggled and called for help. The noise the neighbor heard must have occurred at this time. Because of the huge difference in strength, Meng Shan was quickly subdued by the murderer. "

"Looking at it this way, the murderer is likely to be someone Meng Shan doesn't know." Ming Shu's expression became solemn. "Meng Shan is beautiful and has the habit of going out at night to buy supper. She is a woman who lives alone. She was targeted by the murderer in time. I have already clarified Meng Shan’s social relationship. Her personality is very introverted, and her outstanding appearance did not make her confident. This is most likely because she feels about her family and her parents’ career. Inferiority. She has no debts, no emotional disputes, and is almost a transparent person in the company. For the time being, no one of her acquaintances has a motive for committing crimes. I now highly suspect that the murderer is a serial murderer targeting beautiful women who live alone. Meng Shan was not his only target, or even the first one. He was too calm when he killed someone. Teacher Xing said that the murder weapon was a hammer with a contact surface of 4 cm. The first hammer knocked down, Meng Shan’s was taken. After only one hammer was made, the killing was completed."

"We analyzed last time that the murderer only killed her and did not violate her, so what the murderer did was not Meng Shan's beauty." Xiao Yuan said: "Meng Shan lives alone, this is the key to the murderer's success, but Meng Shan Shan’s living alone has only started in recent days. The murderer either followed Meng Shan after Meng Yonghui’s death and became familiar with Meng Shan’s whereabouts in just a few days, or he had been eyeing Meng Shan a long time ago, but because of Meng’s death. There is also an old man in the family who is seriously ill and cannot start."

Ming Shu stroked his hair, "The murderer will still commit crimes, so you have to make a criminal profile right away!"

"A man is very familiar with Guangdan Road and Weaving Road. They are people who haunt these two places for a long time." Xiao Yuan said: "He killed Meng Shan without venting his anger, not for money or sex, the most weird thing is A poke of dog hair was placed under Meng Shan’s tongue. The 3 cm sharp wound on Meng Shan’s lower lip may indicate that the murderer destroyed Meng Shan’s lips or took it away. In some serial murders, some murderers The victim’s kidneys were cut away, and some chose **** organs, but there seems to be no precedent for cutting off the lips."

Ming Shu once again thought of the "bladder case" investigated by the special operations team. The reason why the female murderer killed so many young men was just to get their "healthy and vigorous" bladder. She believed that eating their bladder is better than beauty. Hospital and eating health care products will make you stay young forever.

The older generations have always had a saying called "where to eat and where to replenish".

Ming Shu thought about it and said: "The murderer is psychopathic and dissatisfied with his lips. On the contrary, he likes Meng Shan's lips. The 3mm sharp injury is the proof that he cut off Meng Shan's lips, and he threw the body. In the trash can in Feng Shui Alley, it was to let the stray dogs eat off Meng Shan's face, thus concealing his act of cutting off Meng Shan's lips."

Xiao Yuan stared at the photo of Meng Shan on the display, and did not speak for a while.

Ming Shu called: "Xiao Ju?"

"Your thinking now is getting more and more perverted." Xiao Yuan said.

Ming Shu was startled, "Isn't it right?"

I would think that this possibility was affected by the "bladder case." If he had not personally interrogated the female devil in the first half of the year, he would not analyze that the murderer had eaten Meng according to the sharp injury of only 3 mm. Shan's lips.

"It's not wrong, just sigh." Xiao Yuan said: "A good criminal policeman must be able to analyze and understand their psychology from the perspective of criminals. You think so, no problem. But I have a little doubt-the murderer is right. His lips are dissatisfied, and he hopes to change the status quo by eating the lips he likes, so why doesn't he kill men?

Ming Shu didn't react immediately, "It's easier to kill women?"

Xiao Yuan shook his head, "You also think that the murderer is a male, right?"

Ming Shu understood this time and frowned, "The murderer is a man. He is dissatisfied with his appearance and wants to'don't hesitate'. Then he should be aiming at men! No matter how beautiful women’s lips are, they are not suitable for long. On the man's face!"

Xiao Yuan said: "However, this is based on the inference of ‘where to eat and supplement’. What the murderer’s purpose is, there is still no final conclusion."

Ming Shu clutched his temple, "Also, what does dog hair represent? If the murderer would still commit a crime, where would he choose?"

This is almost an unsolvable problem.

A good criminal policeman must be able to understand the psychology of criminals, but no matter how good a criminal policeman is, it is impossible to predict the next move of the murderer when there are insufficient clues.

Only the murderer himself knows the next target of the perverted murderer.

Ming Shu took a deep breath, resting his head on Xiao Yuan's shoulders, staring at Xiao Yuan without turning, without speaking, just staring straight at him.

Xiao Yuan raised his hand and covered his eyes.

"This is for the dead." Ming Shu said.

He is tilting his head at this time, with a long and beautiful neck. When he speaks, his Adam's apple rolls gently, affecting the weak muscle lines of the neck.

"Want to anger me again?" Xiao Yuan said.

Ming Shu sighed, "Thinking is thinking, but I never get angry with you. You can see through what I do and what I think."

Xiao Yuan said, "Thank you for the compliment."

Ming Shu blinked in the warm palms, and suddenly held Xiao Yuan's wrist, "Charging is complete. I'm going to investigate the recent disappearance!"

Among all the townships under the jurisdiction of Dongye City, Fengsheng Town in the northwest is the most developed town. The local government has led the people to develop rural tourism many years ago. Now almost every household operates hotels, restaurants, and farmhouses. .

Throughout the year, only the period from December to before the Spring Festival is the off-season for tourism in Fengsheng Town.

The farmhouse of Zhou Changyou’s family has been open for almost five years. When it first opened, it was one of the farmhouses with the best hardware facilities in Fengsheng Town. Now that five years have passed, the newly opened farmhouses around have already caught up in both scale and decoration. Up here.

In the peak of autumn travel just past, Zhou Changyou watched the travelers who had booked their own rooms online after observing the scene and would rather go to live next door without making a deposit. His heart was furious.

When the off-season arrived, Zhou Changyou called his wife and several children together to discuss and decided not to do business this year. He would renovate the unused land, make a garden, and build a house. The spring of next year After that, guests don’t have to squeeze in the old house, they can also enjoy flowers, drink tea, and play mahjong in the garden.

Zhou Changyou is a vigorous and resolute person. After making a decision, he immediately hired a group of construction workers to excavate the open space behind his house.

With this excavation, a corpse was dug out.

The corpse was wrapped in a bag of flour and was badly decomposed. It is difficult to tell whether it is a male or a female. However, judging from the hair on the adult's arm, it is likely to be a female.

Zhou Changyou was so scared that he sat on the ground, inhaling, "This, this, what can I do?"

"Call the police!" said Zhou's eldest daughter.

"I can't repay it! I can’t repay it!" Zhou Changyou said: "If this is said, the whole town knows that our house has dug up a dead person, let the guests know, who dares to come to our house!"

The second son of the Zhou family was also terrified, and poked the outside pocket of the body with a fork and stick, "I, I have seen the exact same pocket in our kitchen! This person, no, who killed it? "

Zhou Changyou was even more terrified, "Should we dispose of this? Just as if we didn't excavate the corpse of this show?"

The only outsiders who saw the corpse were three hired construction workers. Zhou Changyou was afraid that he would be stabbed out and gave them 10,000 yuan for "hush money".

That night, the body was thrown into the river outside the town.

In winter, the water level was low and the flow rate was slow. Zhou Changyou ignored this because there was no light around when he threw the body. Early the next morning, the old man who got up early and went to the riverside to exercise had found that there were no corpses floating downstream in the river.

"Rotten to such a degree, it should have been more than a month since death." The police from the town police station immediately dispatched the police after receiving the case. The only forensic doctor in the town, Lu Hou, took a closer look at the corpse. "Strange."

Tong Xue, the deputy director, squatted aside, "Of course it's weird. He has been dead for at least one month, and he has only appeared in the river now. If the body was thrown away a month ago, the body must have been washed away by the river. It could only have been thrown away recently. But why would the murderer do this?"

"It's not that strange." Lu Hou pointed to the face of the corpse, "Look at this."

Tongxue waved his hand quickly, "I don't look at it."

"Look!" Lu Hou was on fire, "The deceased is wrong here!"

Tong Xue glanced reluctantly.

"The deceased's mouth seems to have been cut off." Although Lu Houcai was also a forensic doctor, he had worked in towns and villages for most of his life. He had seen homicides, but they were all passionate crimes caused by small disputes by the townspeople. I have never experienced one.

"Old boy, isn't it a notice? Any doubtful case must be reported to the Criminal Investigation Bureau." Lu Houcai said, "You should report it quickly and report both doubts. First, the deceased is about a month after his death. He was thrown into the river. Second, the upper and lower lips of the deceased were suspected to be cut off by a sharp weapon!"

Tongxue thinks that Lu Hou is too fussy. Now it is the end of the year, and the Criminal Investigation Bureau is very busy. Where can the elites in the bureau have spare time to deal with such small cases?

There are corpses in the river. This is probably the most common case. Which village or town hasn't appeared before?

However, as soon as the case was reported, the Criminal Investigation Bureau responded immediately-the crime team set off immediately.

Tong Xue was surprised to hear him wrong, "Heavy, serious crime team?"

The body has been transferred to the funeral home in Fengsheng Town, and Xing Mu performed a preliminary autopsy silently.

Ming Shu did not evade, standing by the workbench wearing a mask.

His face was so small that when he put on a mask, his entire face was mostly covered.

At this time, his eyes shot sharply, and his brows squeezed out wrinkles of different depths.

If it is still uncertain before Meng Shan was cut off by the murderer after his death, the appearance of this corpse has now confirmed most of his inference.

After all, the probability of losing the lips is extremely low. Now the victim lying on the workbench, like Meng Shan, was killed by the same perverted murderer.

If this hypothesis is true, the murderer had already started committing the crime at least a month ago.

Ming Shu's palm was slightly hot.

How many people has the murderer killed in a month?

How about a month ago? Is there a victim?

If the murderer cannot be found immediately, how many people will become the murderer's ghosts?

"The skin of the deceased's hands and feet fell off and was glove-shaped, and the soft tissues had rotted. It is autumn and winter. Forensic Lu Lu has judged it correctly. The time of death was more than one month." Xing Mu held the head of the corpse with both hands, "Occipital bone fracture, this It’s the same as Meng Shan’s situation."

Ming Shu's voice became colder, "Is it also a fatal blow?"

Xing Mu said: "It can be determined after anatomy."

Ming Shu asked: "What's the matter with the lips?"

"It was indeed cut off by a sharp weapon." Xing Mu looked up to see Ming Shu, "The body has rotted to the present level, and some of the traces of death are indistinguishable, but at least, she can still see that her lips have been cut off. "

Ming Shu took two steps forward, looking at the victim who could not identify the face before birth, a few seconds later, he said to the team members who came with him: "Do a DNA test immediately and compare it with women who have disappeared in the last two months. "

"The body was only thrown in the river in the last two days. Before that, she should have been buried somewhere. It's troublesome, this transfer must have destroyed the original body throwing scene." Xing Mu complained while continuing the autopsy. When the corpse's mouth was opened, there was a sudden "ah".

Ming Shu frowned deeper, "Dog hair?"

"No." Xing Mu scraped out a mass of floc with a tool.

Ming Shu asked, "What is this?"

"Half-rotten hair, but unlike dog hair, it will be tested in a while." Xing Mu said: "Leader, this case and Meng Shan, can you join the case now?"

Ming Shu nodded, "The murderer cut off their lips and put the hair in their mouths."

Xing Mu angrily said: "What kind of monster is this? Not only did it kill people, but it also cut off their mouths!"

Ming Shu left Xing Mu and Lu Houcai in the funeral home for an autopsy, and brought a few team members to the place where the body was found.

There are many people gathered by the river. The footprints of the corpse thrower must have been destroyed long ago, but the corpse was only thrown in the river in the last two days. No matter what the mindset of the corpse thrower, whether it is a murderer or not, it is very likely...

Thinking about it, Ming Shu turned around and calmly observed the crowd around him.

People fear death, hate death, and avoid death.

This is actually not accurate.

What people fear and hate is the death of themselves and their relatives and friends, and people usually have a curious and lively mind about the death of strangers.

Otherwise, on all occasions where a corpse is found, there will not always be circles of people around.

A wave of people had seen enough and left, and the vacant position was immediately occupied by the people behind.

One more look, one more post-dinner talk.

Mingshu heard someone tell people who hadn't seen the corpse vividly, what color the corpse was, and what its rotten skin looked like. The audience held the venue with surprise, fear, and disgusting expressions. Such expressions obviously encouraged the narrator. He was so excited that he spouted water and splashed onto the audience's faces.

They make people feel contemptuous, vulgar, nasty, and even cold-blooded, but in fact, their reaction is normal.

Ming Shu's gaze moved away from them, sweeping across the crowd like a precise radar, and soon fixed on a khaki face.

He looks like an old man in his fifties.

He was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket, and instead of putting his hands in his jacket pockets like most people, he was bent in front of his abdomen and repeated the action of clenching and loosening.

He stretched his long neck and looked around, panicking, and the wrinkles on his face were vividly twisted.

The young men standing next to him also looked flustered, in sharp contrast with the villagers who were excitedly discussing around them.

Ming Shu told Tong Xue to bring both the old man and the young man back to the police station.

Zhou Changyou asked and recruited. He digs out the corpse and digs out the corpse. He was thrown out of the river for fear of affecting the business. After that, he kept begging, "I beg you, don’t tell me about it." ! My family lives by referring to the farmhouse business. If someone knows about it, my business will not be done!"

Tong Xue scolded Zhou Changyou for being blind, Mingshu felt helpless.

Zhou Changyou didn't seem to be lying, but the Zhou family had completely destroyed the burial site in order to conceal the excavation of the corpse.

"That's it." The Zhou family's eldest daughter pointed to a messy land that had been dug up, defending herself: "I want to report the crime, but they dare not..."

The trace inspectors passed by carrying the investigation box, and Ming Shu asked, "Are there usually many people in this place?"

The eldest daughter of the Zhou family shook her head, "Here is the street, there is nothing, who will come, even our own family don't bother to run here. If it weren't for the expansion of the farmhouse, we would not come.

Ming Shu said: "No one will come, but if someone comes, you won't know."

The eldest daughter of the Zhou family was stunned and nodded, "This is indeed. Someone wants to frame us, right? My brother said that the pockets for corpses are the flour pockets in our kitchen!"

Ming Shu asked immediately: "Where?"

"It's burned."

Xiao Man came back with a dark face, with a bad tone, "Nothing!"

Ming Shu also had fire in his heart, but he couldn't show it in front of the team members, and patted Xiao Man on his shoulder, "Don't panic, you are already determining the identity of the dead."

Beicheng Branch, Criminal Investigation Detachment.

Xiang Tao looked at the intricately patterned wooden card in the evidence bag and fell into deep thought.

These cards were just found from Huang Yan's house and were made by locust tree. If you guessed correctly, they are "ghost cards" that are common in some northern villages.