Queen Elizabeth Hospital, in the corridor outside the morgue.
Uncle Jiu took a deep look at Du Weiguo, with a serious expression and a solemn tone:
"Wesley, I also know that you are a big shot and have done earth-shattering things, but I will not come to you for ordinary cases.
It’s just that this case is too difficult at the moment, and the victims are all innocent women, so I’m at my wits’ end and have no choice but to do something~~”
There was a hint of shame in Uncle Jiu's tone. Although he could not know everything Du Weiguo had done, he had heard about it to some extent.
Uncle Jiu knew in his heart that what Du Weiguo was doing now was already beyond his scope of knowledge. It was no exaggeration to say that it was a big deal that could be changed another day.
Therefore, even this weird serial blood-sucking murder case is still not worth mentioning to Du Weiguo now.
Du Weiguo smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said jokingly:
"Uncle Jiu, we have a real relationship. You helped me when I was in the most difficult times, so there is no need to say these polite words.
Besides, I’m not a big shot, I’m just a reckless man, I only know how to fight and kill, I left my hometown, and I have enemies all over the place.”
Du Weiguo's tone was a little depressed. Just as Uncle Jiu was about to speak, he suddenly changed the subject:
"However, after going through hardships, my blood is not cold yet. When I encounter such a beast that kills innocent people, no matter whether he is a human or a ghost, I have to take care of him. It is my duty to take care of him!"
Uncle Jiu was moved, and his old face turned red: "Okay, what a duty-bound person, Wesley, I really didn't misjudge you, you haven't changed~~"
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head, interrupting him:
"Uncle Jiu, now is not the time to praise me. Let's go to the nearest crime scene to re-examine it. What if we can find any clues?"
Uncle Jiu was not a procrastinator. He acted vigorously and resolutely. He immediately controlled his emotions and replied in a deep voice:
"Okay, let's set off now."
The most recent incident occurred two days ago. The incident took place at How Ming Lane, Kwun Tong. It is actually outside the jurisdiction of Yau Tsim Mong and should normally be under the jurisdiction of the East Kowloon Police Station.
However, this strange case has been classified as a serial murder case by the Hong Kong Island Police Department and has been investigated.
The first, second, and fifth cases all occurred in Yau Tsim Mong, the jurisdiction of Uncle Jiu, and he was a well-known iron-blooded detective.
Therefore, the specific investigator of this case naturally fell on Uncle Jiu.
On the way to Kwun Tong, the Land Rover jeep was driving smoothly. The driver was a plainclothes agent under Uncle Jiu, whose name was Chen Xianpeng, known as Pengzi, and his confidant.
Du Weiguo sat in the spacious leather back seat, holding a cigarette in his hand and silently flipping through the complete file, his brows furrowed and his face solemn.
It’s no wonder that Uncle Jiu was helpless, this case had an evil spirit from inside to outside, and it really felt like there was no way to start.
The first case occurred at midnight 14 days ago, and the second case occurred at 2 a.m. on the same day.
The two crime scenes are only 200 meters apart. They are both located in the same residential area on Fookery Street in East Tsim Sha Tsui, adjacent to Victoria Harbor and close to the famous red light district, Bowling Street.
It stands to reason that even at this time, there are still many pedestrians on the street, but there are no witnesses. It is like a ghost demanding life, which is strange and makes people go down the spine.
After that, the same case would occur every 2 to 3 days, and the crime area had spread to the entire Hong Kong Island.
The most recent case occurred the day before yesterday at Crystal Garden Building in Qiaomingli, Kwun Tong District. A white-collar lady who was engaged in foreign trade and worked overtime until late at night was sucked to death in her office on the 16th floor.
The victims in the series of cases are all female, with varying ages and looks. The youngest is 16 and the oldest is 33. Some are pretty, while others have very ordinary looks.
Du Weiguo just asked Dr. Wu, who was in charge of the autopsy, that not all the victims were virgins, there were even mothers who had given birth to children.
There is no connection between the victims. Their jobs, schools, beliefs, and action trajectories are all different, and there is no overlap at all.
Uncle Jiu is not a loser. He has made great efforts to investigate these basic situations, very meticulously, and even checked the birth hospital to make sure there are no mistakes.
The most terrifying thing is that no effective clues were left at any crime scene, such as fingerprints, footprints, clothing remnants, nothing.
In one case, the victim lived in the same room with her sister, with bunk beds. The blood was sucked out of her sister, but she didn't notice it at all.
So far, the only thing that can be confirmed is that the victims are all women, and they died by sucking blood with their fangs, that's all.
As a result, it is very difficult to detect the murderer. The target of the crime is women, regardless of age, occupation, or identity. This range may be really broad.
The most important thing is that this guy's method of committing crimes is really bizarre. Thinking about it from his perspective, Du Weiguo thought to himself.
Even he can kill every victim silently without alerting anyone.
But it was beyond his power to drain all the victim's blood in a short period of time without leaving a drop. Even he couldn't think of any means to achieve this.
Du Weiguo closed the case file, flicked the cigarette ashes that had accumulated for a long time, and let out a long breath:
"Uncle Jiu, this case is so serious, eight people died, why didn't you hear any movement on the street?"
Uncle Jiu sat in the passenger seat and snorted coldly. He flicked the cigarette butt out of the window angrily:
"Oh, the news has been blocked. There has been a lot of trouble in the north recently, and the market on Hong Kong Island is somewhat unstable.
It also happens to be the time when the governor of Gui Lao Hong Kong is about to change his term, so naturally we have to press down on these news that can easily cause panic."
Covering the lid when something happened, hey, it’s really a familiar recipe that seems familiar. Du Weiguo couldn’t help but feel a little disgusted, and curled his lips disdainfully:
"Uncle Ninth, such a big case is all placed on you, a little detective. It's such a heavy burden. Can your small body be able to bear it?"
Uncle Jiu sneered and complained angrily:
"Ha, how is it possible? I, Feng Jiu, am nothing! For this case, the General Administration has set up a special task force.
The team leader is Gui Lao Police Chief Philip, and the deputy team leader is Chief Inspector Lei Luo. I’m just a person who does the actual work, what the hell am I doing?”
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head helplessly. It was as dark as a crow in the world! The leader just moved his mouth and his legs were broken.
If the case is solved, the main credit goes to the leader. If the case is not solved, all the fault lies with the worker.
"Uncle Jiu, are there really no ghosts in this world?"
Du Weiguo asked a question that seemed a bit stupid. Uncle Jiu was so angry that he couldn't help coughing a few times, his face turned red, and he shouted angrily:
"No, I've said it many times, and it's definitely not the case. Our Maoshan Taoism has been studying ghosts and evil spirits for hundreds of years, and the conclusion is that there are no ghosts in the world!"
Du Weiguo curled his lips and muttered softly:
"No, then you still have to study for hundreds of years? This is not taking off your pants and farting~"
Uncle Jiu was angry: "What did you say?"
Du Weiguo quickly changed his words wisely:
"Uncle Jiu, this case doesn't look like a human handiwork from both a horizontal and vertical perspective. If there are really no sneaky zombies in the world, then have you asked those ghost guys if there are such creatures as vampires?"
Uncle Jiu frowned, his face full of gloom, and his voice was muffled:
"I don't know. Those ghost guys in the police station are all useless. They only care about making money and have no hope at all. But I have already asked Reina.
She also knows nothing about vampires, but she takes them very seriously. She has already contacted the Vatican, but has not received a reply yet."
Du Weiguo pondered for a moment and then crushed the cigarette butt:
"Uncle Jiu, based on your knowledge of this case, aren't there any clues or clues here?"
Uncle Jiu understood the implication of Du Weiguo's words and said in a faint tone:
"Actually, it's not that there are no clues at all. Wait a while, and when you arrive at the crime scene, you will understand."
Uncle Jiu's words were a bit cryptic, so Du Weiguo stopped asking and reached out to touch the big head of Nightmare lying beside him.
This pig was very comfortable. After eating and drinking enough, he fell asleep heartlessly.
As early as in the morgue, Du Weiguo had communicated silently with Night Dire in his consciousness. Even with Night Dire's extraordinary sense of smell, he still could not find any clues about the smell from the corpse.
This case is indeed a bit unsolvable.
Kwun Tong Crystal Building is a property of the Luo family, an old-school wealthy family on Hong Kong Island. The entire 16th floor is the Hong Kong branch of a Citigroup daily necessities brand.
Today is the weekend, a day off. Most of the people in the building are foreign companies and they are basically on holiday. And such a strange case happened to happen.
Therefore, when Du Weiguo and his party arrived on the 16th floor, there was not even a single employee in this company, only two building security guards were left, shivering at the door of the office.
Needless to say, this company is indeed run by Citi people, it has a lot of money, the decoration is quite good, simple and elegant, and the space is spacious enough.
Pengzi had inspected this site many times and was familiar with the road. He led Du Weiguo to an office with a human figure drawn in white.
Pointing to the humanoid pattern in front of the official throne, Pengzi explained softly:
"Mr. Wesley, this is the location where the victim Liang Wenqian was last killed. The time of death was probably around 12 o'clock in the morning two days ago.
After her blood was sucked, she fell to the ground and was discovered by a colleague who went to work the next morning and reported the case."
The tone of Pengzi talking to Du Weiguo was extremely respectful, even a little nervous. After all, the reputation of the evil god was not only spread among short mules, but also was well known in the circles of sirs.
However, Du Weiguo could not take care of Pengzi's emotions at this moment. His brows were furrowed and his face was solemn. He felt an inexplicable, mysterious "field".
This feeling is difficult to describe. There is no smell, no sound, and no concrete picture. It is just a very weird feeling.
Standing in front of this official position is like standing on the edge of an abyss. I have a shuddering and numb scalp feeling. It is very mysterious and uncomfortable. If it must be compared, it is very similar to evil spirits.
It's impossible to describe, but it is real.
Not only Du Weiguo, but also Night Dire appeared a little nervous, with his waist slightly hunched over and his eyes fierce, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Uncle Jiu glanced at Nightmare with complex eyes, walked straight to Du Weiguo, and asked softly:
"You feel it too, right?"
Du Weiguo secretly took a breath and calmed his mind: "Uncle Jiu, what on earth is this?"
Uncle Jiu organized the language slightly:
"Hmm~ This is the embodiment of the so-called aura. If we use the term metaphysics, it is the so-called ghost energy or evil spirit.
The field left here is very light, so light that ordinary people can't sense it at all, but your perception is keen, so you can definitely do it."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows lightly and said in a surprised tone: "Evil spirit? Uncle Jiu, didn't you just say that there are no ghosts in the world?"
Uncle Jiu smacked his lips and organized his words: "There are indeed no ghosts in the world, but this evil spirit does exist."
Du Weiguo said nothing, looking at Uncle Jiu with burning eyes, like a very curious baby, with a strong desire for knowledge on his face.
Uncle Jiu helplessly touched the stubble under his chin, sighed, and explained helplessly:
"Whether it is a human being or an animal, if they die suddenly and tragically, when they are about to die, they will have extremely strong emotions, resentment, or attachment.
These emotions can exist for a short period of time. If the emotions are too strong or too dense, and encounter special terrain, they can remain for a long time or even become stronger and stronger.
The place where these negative emotions gather will form a field, which is the so-called evil place, filled with evil spirits. When ordinary people encounter it, they will lose their mind at the least, and lose their lives in the worst case."
Uncle Jiu was probably afraid that Du Weiguo wouldn't understand, so he patiently added:
"For example, this is the case with ancient battlefields, ghost buildings, underground air raid shelters, etc. that have frequent accidents."
Du Weiguo seemed to have some realization, and his tone was a little hesitant:
"Uncle Jiu, could this so-called special terrain you mentioned be a place where evil gathers in Feng Shui?"
Uncle Jiu nodded: "That's right, Feng Shui Kanyu may sound like it's awkward and difficult to understand, but in fact it's not complicated to sum up.
As long as it hides wind and gathers water, the shape of mountains and water, and the placement of objects can make people feel comfortable, it is good Feng Shui. Anyway, it is bad."
Du Weiguo frowned, looked around, and pointed at the human figure drawn with white ash on the ground:
"So, you are saying that this is also a place of evil? It also forms a field?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head, rubbed his hands subconsciously, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and his tone was low:
"This is exactly what I am puzzled by. The reason why there is a trace of evil spirit here is because of that blood-sucking beast."
Du Weiguo keenly found the key point, raised his sword eyebrows, and pierced the sky like a sword unsheathed:
"Uncle Jiu, are you saying that wherever it committed crimes before, it left such a unique scene?"
Uncle Jiu nodded:
"Yes, that's it. All fields are basically fixed in a certain area and can be moved. It's unheard of and unseen."
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the door. Reina pushed the door open and walked over, arriving before anyone arrived:
"Similar cases have occurred many times in Europe before. The most recent one was in Prague in 1963. At that time, it murdered 37 women."
Reina looked like she had just arrived back from work. She was the head of MI6 in Asia, and Hong Kong Island was her base.
Cases like this that have endangered social stability and are suspected of being committed by non-human beings can basically be characterized as terrorist attacks, and they fall within the scope of her work.
Seeing Lei Na, the previous unhappiness suddenly came to mind, and there was inevitably a hint of impatience in Du Weiguo's tone:
"Stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point. So, who is the murderer?"
Reina's big sea-blue eyes glanced at Du Weiguo sadly, as if angry or strange, but Du Weiguo's face was ashen and he didn't pay attention to her charm at all.
Reina got into trouble and curled her lips helplessly, no longer trying to make excuses:
"The murderer was not caught at that time. I have contacted the Vatican and the Interpol headquarters. At present, I can make a preliminary determination.
The beast currently committing crimes on Hong Kong Island is suspected to be a legendary vampire. In fact, the Holy See has an official name for it, called Bloody Beast~~"
Du Weiguo sneered and sarcastically said:
"Ha! It is suspected that in the legend, it is so vague and shy to name it, it is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. After all, the Vatican has been established for nearly 400 years.
In such a long time, not even a vampire has been caught. What else can those big-bellied old magicians wearing red and purple do besides making money in the name of God?"
Du Weiguo's words were too sharp, too damaging, and the attack range was too large. It was like a lump in Lei Na's throat, her face was ugly, and even Uncle Jiu couldn't bear to listen.
He stretched out his hand and gently pushed Du Weiguo's arm, making a smooth move:
"Well, Director Reina, besides confirming that the vampire is the murderer, do you have any other specific clues, such as his identity, habits, weaknesses, and ethnic group~~"
Lei Na neither wanted nor dared to stand up to Du Weiguo. Now that Uncle Jiu had given her the steps, she immediately climbed down:
"Inspector Feng Jiu, at the moment, we cannot confirm that the vampire that once appeared in Prague is the same one in Hong Kong Island.
However, according to the characteristics of this beast's previous crimes, he is extremely bloodthirsty and will commit crimes crazily for a period of time, with no less than 20 victims each time."
While Lei Na was talking, Du Weiguo had already taken steps to lead Nightmare towards the door. Uncle Jiu was a little surprised:
"Wesley, where are you going?"
Du Weiguo stopped, twisted his face, and said lightly:
"Uncle Jiu, I'm not originally from the Six Doors. I just helped you out of justice before. Now that the powerful MI6 has taken over, why should I meddle in others' affairs?"
"Uh~"
Uncle Jiu was a well-educated person, so he could naturally tell that Du Weiguo was competing with Lei Na, but he didn't know how to persuade him to fight in the bed.
As soon as Du Weiguo walked out of the door, Reina chased him out like a gust of wind and grabbed his arm, her eyes were red:
"Wesley, what do you want from me? Do you want me to take out my heart and show it to you?"