Madness of the Heart

Ming Shu stared at the monitor, and the flashing light on the screen shed bloodshot eyes, "Is the murderer a woman?"

In several videos, there is a woman with long hair that reaches her waist a few places away from Tang Qian.

The woman's posture is graceful, with her hair and headwear covering most of her face, but from her dress and chin, it can be seen that she is probably a beautiful woman.

"Physiological **** is male." Xiao Yuan corrected: "What is presented to us and many people is a female appearance."

Ming Shu turned his face, "Men disguised as a woman?"

"'Wonderland' is gay, right? This person often appears in'Wonderland'. I suspect that he is a female homosexual." Xiao Yuan said: "We used to focus on the man who appeared next to Tang Qian, but with Tang Qian All men who have been in contact are ruled out. This'woman' is the only one who has been in the same frame as Tang Qian during surveillance many times."

"There is only one clue that the murderer may be a woman!" Ming Shu said: "It's cutting lips!"

Xiao Yuan nodded, staring solemnly at the long-haired "woman" in the freeze frame, "If the murderer is a **** man who is keen to dress himself up in women's clothing, then there will be no conflict between this clue and other clues. Murderer He hates women in his heart, but envy the facial features of those beautiful women, especially the lips. He kills them as livestock, cuts off their M-shaped lips and eats them. Lips may be a pain point in his mind."

Xiao Man rushed to send materials to Ming Shu, and was surprised when he heard the discussion, "Do you think this person is the murderer?"

Ming Shu asked: "Do you know him?"

Xiao Manjiang told Fang Yuanhang about going to the **** bar to have a drink, "Fang Yuanhang's little **** friend knows this person, what is his name? It seems to be called ‘Lanlan’!"

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Because of his high enthusiasm for work, his mouth is especially good at saying that Yu Dalong has finally gotten out of **** recently. The young artist under his hand has signs of becoming popular, and he rushes to announce every day, "having" him flying all over the country. Look at the handsome guy.

After returning to Dongye yesterday, Yu Dalong gave himself two days off. He went back to the rented house and fell asleep. In his dream, he dreamed of his great idol Mingshu.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Before he had time to have something romantic with Ming Shu, the phone and doorbell rang together.

"What the **** is bothering me!" Yu Dalong slammed the door with his head against the chicken coop, and looked in the cat's eyes. It was his idol, his male **** who stood outside!

Yu Dalong only slept for a few hours. At this time, he was not awake at all. He grabbed his hair and said to himself as he opened the lock, "Hey, I haven't woken up yet, okay, okay..."

The door opened, Ming Shu looked at Yu Dalong with sleepy eyes, frowning.

Fang Yuanhang shouted: "Yu Dalong! Go back and get your clothes on!"

After being yelled like this, even no matter how dazed, I became sober. Yu Dalong was shocked, "I, I, I didn't dream?"

Fang Yuanhang almost wanted to kick this little gay, "Don't be silly, there is business!"

Ten minutes later, Yu Dalong was dressed neatly and stood blushing in the living room, like a primary school student who had done bad things and was arrested on the scene.

Ming Shu asked, "Do you know Lan Lan, who often goes to the'Wonderland' bar? What is his real name?"

Yu Dalong said: "I don't know him, I just know this person, he, he is beautiful, and he is the same'model' as me. Every time I see him, I look at him more often. But he probably doesn't know me. ."

"Have he ever revealed what his occupation is?" Ming Shu asked again.

Yu Dalong twisted in embarrassment, "I guess he should be a model, but it's not our company. Has something happened to him?"

At the same time, Xu Chun and others came to "Wonderland" again.

Both the boss and the guests said they had an impression of Lan Lan, but like Yu Dalong, they did not know Lan Lan's true identity.

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Beicheng District, "West Moon" funeral home.

The incinerator works 24 hours a day, but the cremator needs to rest.

Under normal circumstances, people will send their relatives to the funeral home after the third zero o'clock after the death of their relatives, waiting in line for cremation, so the early morning is the busiest time for the funeral home.

The management of the "West Moon" funeral home is very user-friendly. The cremators do not follow the eight-hour work system. They can take a day off during a day of work. Four working hours per day are available. After discussing with colleagues, they can work independently.

When it was time to change shifts, Niu Tianlan locked cell phones, wallets and other personal items in the cabinet, and put on cremator's gray work clothes.

Xiao Chen, who just got out of the incinerator workshop, said loudly, "Here is the sky blue?"

There is a procedure for cremation divisions that are not well understood by the outside world, which is to check whether the voice is loud and pleasant.

There are often complaints from candidates who have been brushed down-you chose a cremator, not a male host! What's the use of a loud and nice voice? I really have such a good tone, why don't I go to the TV station?

The voice of the cremator is naturally not comparable to that of the male host, but most of them are better than the average person, at least the voice is louder, and this kind of loudness is not irritating, but can make people feel righteous.

Because before the remains are sent to the incinerator, there is a farewell ceremony. This is the final farewell ceremony. Those who stand in front of the incinerator to send the deceased are the closest relatives and friends of the deceased. Only a one-minute ceremony and blessings on the remains.

This does have a lot of demands on the voice of the cremator.

Niu Tianlan nodded, "Thank you."

"Hey, we were both in the same class before. I am not used to it when you change shifts." Xiao Chen said a lot. "Why do you change? Didn't the early morning class go well?"

Niu Tianlan laughed, "It's too busy early in the morning."

"Hey, I said, you have been in the early hours of the morning for so long, so you feel busy in the early morning?" Xiao Chen said: "Busy is busy, but the performance pay is also the highest. You now switch to the morning shift, um... It’s not bad, but it’s not as good as early morning."

Niu Tianlan still smiled, "It's okay."

Xiao Chen joked: "Oh! You deserve to be the most beautiful cub in our village, this is a laugh!"

The cremators privately called the incinerator area "ghost village" because some new employees felt scared when they first started and often felt that there were ghosts around them. The emotion of fear can only be adjusted by yourself. Some people adapt quickly and will be fine in one or two weeks. Some people can't adapt for more than half a year and have to give up the job in the end.

In the past, a cremator who couldn't get through the psychological barrier left his job. He said that he worked in the "ghost village" every day and he saw ghosts. The dead body would sit up and howl when he burned.

The others are gone, but the nickname "Ghost Village" has stayed.

In fact, the cremators don’t look particularly ugly, but most of them have very masculine looks. Niu Tianlan is more exquisite, and the facial features are somewhat feminine. When I first joined, I was not a cremator, but a business manager in the business hall. Only through internal competition, he was transferred to a cremation division.

Everyone defines him as the most beautiful cub in the "ghost village".

Niu Tianlan took a picture in the mirror. It was still early and he did not leave immediately.

Xiao Chen is changing clothes and has nothing to say, "Although there is a lot of money for this class in the morning, I definitely can't get it off. How early should I get up."

Niu Tianlan said, "I live nearby."

Xiao Chen nodded, "Dongzhou Road? That's near. But even if I live on Longzhou Road, I still can't get up. The house you rented?"

The "Xiyue" funeral home is located on Longzhou Road. Although the funeral home has a dormitory, most of the employees are still unwilling to live in the dormitory. At the same time, they are unwilling to buy a house near the funeral home, so many people rent the halfway on Longzhou Road. In the old and not new house.

"My parents' house." Niu Tianlan said.

Xiao Chen suddenly said: "Hey, didn't you say that a corpse was found on Weaving Road a few days ago? You are not far from Weaving Road, do you know what's going on?"

Niu Tianlan's hand holding the water cup froze for a moment, and shook his head, "I only know that it is a female corpse. I didn't go to see it in Feng Shui Alley."

In any city, the murders that happen around you are the easiest to trigger discussion. Xiao Chen's interest came, "I know why you changed shifts."

Niu Tianlan: "Huh?"

"Are you worried about your safety?" Xiao Chen said, "After all, something happened nearby, and the police have not caught the murderer. The daytime shift is always more reliable than the early morning shift."

Niu Tianlan said: "No, I feel a little overwhelmed by my body recently."

Xiao Chen clapped his hands, "Excessive indulgence?"

Niu Tianlan seemed to be a little annoyed, picked up the ID and hung it around his neck, preparing to leave, "Nothing."

When the door was about to close, the light in the room came out, and Xiao Chen was humming—after the day's work, he was always in a good mood. Niu Tianlan carried the light behind his back, and the inanimate smile on the corners of his lips gradually disappeared in the shadows.

·

Dongye Newspaper Group, local news department.

"Are you going to ask for leave?" The night head teacher was a bald middle-aged man, staring at Wen Ling with triangular eyes, as if he had heard something incredible, "Xiao Lingzi, you never ask for leave!"

"It's still Xiao Lingzi, I'm over 30." Wen Ling put on a rare young makeup today, and she looked a few years younger than her actual age in a winter dress she just bought.

She came to the newspaper for an internship before graduating from university. At that time, she was young and beautiful, with diligent hands and feet, and a clever mind. Her predecessors called her "Little Lingzi." Call her "Little Reiko". Soon after so many years, "Xiao Lingzi" became "Teacher of Literature" and "Sister Lingzi". The night teacher also saw her suddenly changed her dress style, and remembered the past, so she didn't turn around and called out. The voice "Little Reiko".

"It's inappropriate for you to ask for leave now." The night teacher refused to approve it with the slip. "I was so busy at the end of the year. Are you still asking for leave? Who will do the headlines after you leave?"

"Who will make the headline? Isn't it that you, the director, should worry about it?" Wen Ling said half-jokingly: "You said it just now. It's the end of the year. I won't clear out the annual leave. There will be no annual leave this year. "

"Why did you keep going before?"

"You are so embarrassed to ask? Which month will I be free?"

The night head teacher was wrong, but the pen he was holding did not fall. "Little Lingzi, Lingzi sister, I know you are tired, I know you are working hard, and our department counts you as the best. You see, now the top has thrown so many plans for me, you Just stick to it for a few more days? No one is better than you on the planning news of the people at the bottom. Once the planning is completed, can you take an annual vacation? Let's take a break together with the Spring Festival!"

Wen Ling frowned, both embarrassed and excited.

This time I was eager to ask for leave, mainly because I was moved by a male colleague, and probably because I was getting older. I stayed up late and had some mental problems, and even became less courageous.

The same night road, I used to walk without fear at all, but now I always feel that someone is following me.

Actually not at all.

The only time was when there was a tall woman behind.

She intends to use the time of the annual leave to make adjustments and think about the way forward.

But the night teacher was so sincere, she couldn't make up her mind again.

Being needed is a wonderful thing. Wenling can stick to this post even when all the women in the same class have left. It is impossible not to love this job.

The planning news at the end of the year needs her to be at the helm, and the newcomers in the department need her to lead, which puts a lot of pressure on the night teacher, and the night teacher has been her teacher and partner for so many years.

"Little Lingzi, really, don't go!" The night teacher put his hands together, his expression is a bit funny, but he is also very sincere.

Wen Ling finally sighed, "Well, Lao Zhou, but let's say it's OK, my annual vacation and the Spring Festival are off consecutively."

"It's all up to you!"

Wen Ling left from the director's office, stood there for a while, she pulled her cheek, and said to herself: "Then work!"

·

With the image of the suspect, the investigation finally found a breakthrough, but because the suspect was wearing heavy makeup every time he appeared, the face witnesses saw was not his real face, and as the investigation proceeded, Ming Shu found that, Everyone in the night market had similar perceptions of it to Yu Dalong, except that he was called Lan Lan.

In other words, he wandered into the night market without telling anyone his real name and occupation, and the heavy makeup was like a delicate mask, faithfully protecting his secrets.

Once such a person removes his makeup and changes into a male dress, those who have been in close contact with him may not recognize him.

"When going to a bar to have fun, most people will fabricate a false identity for themselves, and usually don't tell others their real name, but there are not many people who can do this." Xiao Yuan said: "Ordinary people even care about themselves. He occasionally reveals a few words of his true information unintentionally. He does not disclose it because he cannot disclose it."

Ming Shu said: "The nature of his work prevents him from revealing his identity? Important government departments? Posts that require more stringent private life? The profile can be more precise."

"It doesn't have to be a government department." Xiao Yuan said: "The thinking can be more broadened."

Ming Shu threw away the pen, "Isn't the murderer likely to live in Textile Road and Guangdan Road? I suddenly thought of a very special place."

Xiao Yuan said: "'Xiyue' funeral home."

"Yes! Funeral home!" Ming Shu said: "We have discussed that there are many people in the funeral industry near Guangdan Road. Meng Shan noticed that she was being followed, but she didn't know who it was. Residents on Guangdan Road could not provide it. The clues indicate that it is normal for the murderer to appear on Guangdan Road at that time. He may be a practitioner in this industry. The staff in the funeral home also belong to the practitioner in the funeral industry!"

"The self-employed people on Guangdan Road will not care about the real information exposure, but the staff of the regular funeral homes are different." Xiao Yuan said: "There is another detail. Meng Shan and Tang Qian are both occipital fractures, and the murderer is on their heads. Each knocked twice. This behavior may imply a certain habit of the murderer."

Ming Shu hammered his right hand on the table, "I remember, there is a cremation procedure, which is to use a skull smasher to break the unburnt head! I have seen them work with my own eyes. The urn is only that big and needs to put the ashes. Putting all the bones and bones in, you can only break the larger bones. This process usually needs to be done in front of the relatives. Therefore, the cremator will be extra careful and try to strike the head within two hammers."

Xiao Yuan said: "Immediately go to the'Xiyue' funeral home and focus on the investigation of cremators."

"Yes!"

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Technical investigation work area.

Another batch of monitors arrived. Zhou Yuan had brightly colored strawberries and peaches on hand-he has fallen in love with this since the last time Ming Shu asked him to drink it and gave him some words of encouragement. Drinks, but don’t usually drink, only order a cup when facing a difficult problem.

Xiao Yuan knocked on the door to enter, Zhou Yuan said: "Xiao Ju!"

"Is there a way to check out people who look similar to the suspect on social media?" Xiao Yuan asked.

At present, the serious crime team has drawn a portrait of the suspect based on the description of Yu Dalong and others, but this portrait can not show any results, and the makeup is a very troublesome interfering factor.

Zhou Yuan said: "There is a prerequisite for this, that is, the suspect has uploaded his own videos and photos on social media."

Xiao Yuan said: "Then you will work hard to do a screening."

Zhou Yuan was not afraid of difficulties, but he did not understand, "Xiao Ju, why are you sure? The murderer must have uploaded photos."

"It's not certain, it's just an inference from the logic of his actions." Xiao Yuan said: "He cares very much about his appearance, enjoys the taste of being praised at night, and spends a lot of time putting on makeup and dressing himself up. I think he may be more than just Satisfied with enjoying praise in reality, or once satisfied, but then gradually dissatisfied, so I began to look for a sense of presence on social media."

Weekly wishes can be completed at one point and proceed immediately.

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"West Moon" funeral home.

"We don't have this person here." The person in charge of the cremation department shook his head after seeing the portrait. "Our position is quite special, and we hire men."

"This is also a man." Ming Shu said.

The person in charge was surprised, "Man? Can't tell."

Ming Shu said, "Thank you for bringing up all the information of the cremator."

The incinerator area is next to the management building, and Yi Fei and others are observing the cremators working in the incinerator area.

This is the evening, and the peak period has passed. It is a rare and relatively relaxing time in the day.

However, the word "easy" seems to have nothing to do with the funeral home forever. It is always solemn and sad here. A cremator shouted farewell to the remains, and the paper fireworks were shot from his hands, making a crisp sound in front of the incinerator.

And right next to this cremator, the door of an incinerator workshop opened, and ashes and unburned bones slid out. Another cremator skillfully smashed his head in front of his family. Shovel them into the urn together.

The family members took the urn from the cremator and left crying. The cremator had a short break before the new body was transported from the processing room.

Xiao Man said, "Can you show me this hammer?"

The cremator was stunned, "Yes."

Xiao Man took it, and then took out the measurement tool from the survey box.

Regarding the murder weapon, he has checked almost all the hammers on the market, but in the simulated attack, the injuries they caused to the human head were deviated from the injuries of the two deceased.

The murderer probably used a self-made or custom-made hammer.

Yi Fei asked: "How is it?"

For a moment, Xiao Man raised his head, "No accident, the murder weapon is this kind of hammer."

The cremator was taken aback, "fierce, lethal weapon?"

Yi Fei asked, "Is this your customized work hammer? All cremators have it?"

The cremator nodded, "Yes."

Yi Fei returned the hammer to the opponent and sent a photo to Ming Shu, "Identify the murder weapon."

The person in charge called up the information, poured tea to the criminal policemen who "occupies" his office, and walked to the window dissatisfiedly, looking at the police walking in the incinerator area, his eyes became more uneasy.

All cremators were hired through his interview. He asked himself that he knew each of them very well. Some cremators had psychological problems at a certain stage. In order to find out and solve them in time, he took the initiative to use his spare time to study. Psychology. Now the police suddenly come to investigate the case. If a cremator is really found to have a problem, the person directly in charge may also be implicated.

Ming Shu quickly looked at the photos of the cremators, his eyes suddenly stopped on the face of a person named "Niu Tianlan".

Compared with other people, Niu Tianlan is obviously much more delicate, and his facial features are faintly similar to the portrait of the suspect.

Mingshu immediately contacted Yifei, but Yifei said that Niu Tianlan was not in the burning area at this time.

"What you are looking for is Niu Tianlan?" The person in charge felt incredible, "He is the most practical cremator here."

It was getting dark, and Ming Shu suddenly had a bad feeling, "When will he go to work?"

"He is the early morning shift, from 2 midnight to 8 am." The person in charge changed his words after saying, "No, he has changed shifts, and it's the morning shift now. I'll call him, and you will wait. "

Niu Tianlan's phone has been turned off.

"Should be sleeping." The person in charge said: "In our business, he sleeps at all times. He lives on Longzhou Road outside. This is the specific address..."

·

Criminal Investigation Bureau.

"I found it!" Zhou Yuan exclaimed excitedly: "He is actually the anchor on the'Crazy Cat' platform! The net name is'Stubborn Lancao', and fans like to call him'Lanlan'!"

"Thanks." Xiao Yuan patted Zhou Yuan's chair and answered the phone, "Team Ming."

"The suspect is probably Niu Tianlan, the cremator of the'Xiyue' funeral home." Ming Shu ran to the police car and said, "Monitoring revealed that he was responsible for burning Meng Shan's father's body that day. He recently changed his shift. Changed from work to work in the morning. Now the mobile phone can’t be reached. The cremator worked one day and took a day off. On the day Meng Shan was killed, it was Niu Tianlan’s day off. He had time to commit crimes! Now he changes shifts, he must hope for more Time to choose and track the next target. Xiao Ju, I suspect he will do it soon!"

·

As night fell, all evils that were not visible began to spread in every corner of the city.

On the "Crazy Cat" platform, the "Stubborn Bluegrass" room has been fully monitored.

The anchor has not yet started, and some fans are eager to see.

"Lanlan won't open today?"

"Miss Lanlan."

"I miss Lan Lan +1, Lan Lan is really not diligent lately."

·

In the early morning, some departments of the Dongye Newspaper Group were still lighting up.

The reporter who wrote the manuscript is a newcomer with good writing skills, but lacks the basic elements of news reporting. Wenling cheered up and instructed him to revise the manuscript. She was also busy with other layouts. She was already dizzy when she was about to get off work and felt that she was really too I'm tired, I shouldn't agree to the director, and at the same time I feel that it is a very fulfilling thing to lead the newcomer to grow up.

Life is probably so contradictory.

At 3 o'clock, she was finally able to get off work. Wen Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and parted with her male colleagues at the fork in the road. The reporter who had been guided by her was overwhelmed and wanted to send her off, so she hesitated.

I want to accept the other's kindness because I have been a little scared to go home these days.

But the long-term "female man" mentality made her reluctant to show weakness.

Finally, she smiled, turned down the reporter, and walked into the familiar alley alone.