Wen Yiming received another call from Jiang Zhenyu at noon the next day, inviting him to an interview in the cafe. The others were already there, just waiting for him alone.

"Murder Trojan, this is the information, let's take a look!"

Tang Xiaoya handed Wen Yiming a thick document with a serious face, asked him to study it, and introduced himself: "This case occurred in Pingyu County, Zhongyuan Province from September 2001 to November 2003."

"In November 2003, the murderer believed that the last victim, Zhang Xiaoyang, died and was thrown into the wilderness, but was found and sent to the hospital. Only after rescue was rescued will he save his life."

She said a pity: "But the injury was too severe and he lost some memory and could not provide clues to the case."

All three of them stared at Wen Yiming, and Jiang Zhenyu smiled and said, "This time I have to rely on the help of the teacher!"

Wen Yiming shrugged, it doesn't matter. He is familiar with each other twice. He also feels accomplished when looking for the murderer of a long-term unsolved case, and he is also a rare training for himself.

"That county is a national poverty-stricken county. The people are tough and the public security is very poor. There are many cases of death and injury caused by fighting every year. At that time, a family member reported that the child was missing. The local public security bureau did not pay attention to it and thought it was an ordinary case. After all, no corpses were found. Later, more and more people reported the case, and finally Zhang Xiaoyang appeared and investigated the case."

"This is some simple information, very rough. Apart from Zhang Xiaoyang's confession, there is no valuable clue at all, so it has become a unsolved case for more than ten years."

Jiang Zhenyu smiled and said, "The last time the Nanda Case Unsolved Case Group was beautiful. The leader was very satisfied and recognized our ability. So this is the second task and must be completed!"

"No corpses were found. I can't provide any clues here. Sorry!"

Leng Mei was very regretful. She had a mission last time and did not participate in the final Yan Huaming case. This time she had no corpse. It was really unlucky!

"I have also collected information about this case. I heard from the police who interrogated Zhang Xiaoyang that year that he could only remember that he would go online in the Internet cafe, and then he seemed to be lying on a Trojan horse, and in the end he couldn't remember anything."

Jiang Zhenyu analyzed: "The missing persons are all young people in their teenagers, all men, and at least more than twenty reports are reported. If they are all killed, the number will be amazing."

"Boys of this age like to play games in Internet cafes and watch videos in video halls. The county is very poor. Internet cafes were all visited back then, but there were few useful clues."

"The victims are all males. I analyzed that the murderer's motive should have nothing to do with sex!" Tang Xiaoya analyzed: "And the victims have different identities, and many of them have no contact, so they must have randomly selected targets."

"So many people have disappeared but no bodies are found, which means he has a safe place to hide the body."

"The most likely thing is to dismember the corpse and bury the corpse!" Leng Mei speculated: "Many serial killers enjoy the process of dismembering the corpse, and they have a sense of control. Many of them deliberately retain some of the organs to increase stimulation in order to recall the future."

"In other words, the murderer should be a local, very familiar with the county town. I guess he is a young man under the age of 20, so he has a common language to easily abduct so many victims."

Tang Xiaoya said helplessly: "The county town also has hundreds of thousands of permanent residents. The carpet-style searches back then were not successful. Now more than ten years have passed, there are even fewer clues. If Wen Yiming hadn't successfully hypnotized the witness last time, it would have been very difficult to find the key clues."

Everyone is looking forward to Wen Yiming's performance again. This time it is more difficult. The witness suffered both physical and psychological trauma, and he is not sure.

The next day, the four of them set off to the county town, and in the afternoon, they met the only survivor of that year, Zhang Xiaoyang, at the Public Security Bureau.

"Following the information, I am 35 years old this year and have no job. Because of the suffocation that year, my brain was deficient in long-term hypoxia, my hands and feet were incoordinated, my movements were slow, and I had lost my ability to work."

Several people came to the inquiry room, with a decadent look on his face. That incident caused him to suffer a severe physical and psychological damage, which changed his life.

"This time it's very difficult. The subject not only has physiological trauma in his brain, but also psychological PTSD. You?"

Tang Xiaoya looked at Wen Yiming with concern. It was a huge challenge. Wen Yiming waved his hand and turned into the room.

"Don't be afraid, my name is Wen Yiming, I'm here to help you!"

Zhang Xiaoyang was very nervous. When he saw a stranger coming in, he instinctively curled up in a ball, trembling and dared not look up.

"Let's relax, I know that that thing hurts you a lot. A teenager in her youth was ruined by an accident for the rest of her life. Isn't it painful?"

When Zhang Xiaoyang heard about that, he became even more frightened. He didn't know what to mumble, and his hands kept waving, and he was very frightened.

Wen Yiming felt that there was a chance, but Zhang Xiaoyang still had memories of the matter, but it was difficult to extract it. He began to ignite the incense of ecstasy and said seriously: "Now I will give you a chance to save yourself back then, are you willing?"

"Save myself?" Zhang Xiaoyang, who was originally dull, looked slightly shaking, slowly raised his head, a ray of light flashed in his confused eyes, and murmured to himself: "Save? How to save?"

Wen Yiming looked at his eyes and said firmly: "You can experience the scene again later. I know that scene is an endless nightmare for you, but since God has allowed you to survive, will you give up on yourself for the rest of your life?"

"No, I'm so scared!"

Zhang Xiaoyang began to tremble again, his whole body shrank into a ball, his head buried deep between his legs, and he didn't dare to see Wen Yiming.

Wen Yiming put the ecstasy in front of the other side and whispered: "There is a door in front of you. If you push it open, you can go back to the scene of the past. Give up the courage, you can save yourself!"

Zhang Xiaoyang slowly straightened his body, his face became more and more determined. He took a deep breath and finally dared to face the sealed inner demon for the first time.

"What did you see?" Wen Yiming asked softly.

"I...I saw a small black room, very dirty and messy." Zhang Xiaoyang's eyes flashed quickly and he began to read subconscious memories: "I also saw a bench, yes, bench, a person was tied to it! His hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he didn't move!"

"Okay, come closer and see what else?"

"It seems that there is another person who is standing next to the person tied up, and what are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaoyang said in a little fear: "I'm very scared and dare not look!"

Wen Yiming quickly stabilized his emotions and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with me!"

"He used a white cloth strip to tie his neck, and kept tying that person's neck!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyang seemed to see something clearly and shouted: "I saw it clearly. That person is me. I was in so much pain and couldn't breathe."

"Relax, take a deep breath!" Wen Yiming continued: "Persevere, can you save yourself and see who is strangling your neck?"

"I'm very thin, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and my hair is very long!" Zhang Xiaoyang insisted: "The eyes are slender, the nose is not high, and the mouth is very big. He smiled and looked very excited."

When asked, Jiang Zhenyu was listening to the statement, painting the portrait, and making a mock picture of the murderer.

"He is getting closer and closer to you, you can't give up and start resisting. You try to raise your head desperately, what else can you see?"

"I..." Zhang Xiaoyang's whole body tensed, his face turned painful, as if he was struggling hard, and suddenly said loudly: "I saw that there was a scar on his right ear earlobe and a red mole on his neck!"

"here you go!"

Wen Yiming was excited and finally found the specific characteristics of the murderer. He was about to relieve his hypnosis. Zhang Xiaoyang recalled again: "I heard him say something in my ear!"
Chapter completed!