[The criminal suspect Tong Huacheng, 38 years old, killed Liu Jiajia and Luo Tiancheng with a knife in the rough house 304, Building 2, Xinfu Garden on the evening of June 15, 2023. That night, he took Luo Tiancheng’s body
Sealed in cement, he brutally dismembered Song Jiahui’s body at the scene and took it back to his home for preservation...]
"It's too bad. This Tong Hua Cheng is a pervert. He kept the victim's head in the freezer. When he remembered it, he took it out and kissed it..."
"Stop talking, I'm about to vomit..."
Zhang Yu turned a deaf ear to his colleagues' low-pitched conversations. He only glanced at the case report on the computer and compared it with Mei Qian's.
It was found that, apart from some discrepancies such as time, location, and the names of the characters, the crime methods, dismemberment steps, purpose of dumping the bodies, and the murderer's mental state at the time were basically consistent with the suspect's confession.
Of course, if it hadn't been so detailed and provided with so many clues, the suspect wouldn't have been arrested that afternoon.
Zhang Yu rubbed his eyebrows in distress. He didn't sleep much last night, and he was busy until seven or eight o'clock today.
Fortunately, when faced with sufficient evidence, the suspect no longer took any chances and confessed to his crime. The case will be closed when it is submitted to the prosecutor tomorrow.
How should I write this closing report? Should I bring Mei Qian in?
However, through interrogation and investigation, it was found that Tong Huacheng and Mei Qian had no interaction at all. The two did not know each other at all. What happened to Mei Qian? Is it really a coincidence?
Seriously speaking, Mei Qian was the first to solve the dismemberment case.
I don't know if he dares to claim this credit.
Zhang Yu was very serious about the comparison here, and before he knew it, the colleagues around him had finished their work and basically went home.
When he came to his senses, he and Li Chen were the only ones left in the huge office, who was playing with his mobile phone.
"Why don't you get off work?" Zhang Yuqi asked.
"Hey, I have nothing to do when I go home, so I might as well stay with you." Li Chen replied with a smile.
"Let's get off work too!" Zhang Yu yawned, saved all the files, and prepared to turn off the computer.
"Master, "The Killer's Diary" has been updated." At this moment, Li Chen suddenly shouted.
Zhang Yu was stunned and took out his phone. Sure enough, there was an extra push notification on it.
He hesitated for a moment, but opened it anyway, but then cursed: "Only one chapter today? It's so short!"
"Anyway, he was seriously injured. It's only normal that he's in a bad state." Li Chen, who was opposite him, had already started to look at it, and then let out a light sigh: "Why are you dismembering the body again? Mei Qian's taste is quite strong. But with such a small amount of content,
I can’t tell which case it is at all.”
"It may not be a real case. How can there be so many coincidences?" Zhang Yu smiled and left the office with Li Chen who was thinking casually.
But before I even got downstairs, my phone rang again. I opened it out of habit and another chapter was updated.
"Good guy, these writers are indeed night owls." Zhang Yu sighed, but after scanning the text on the screen, his brows couldn't help but frown.
"The body was cut into pieces and buried under the sycamore tree in the school playground? I don't think I have ever been exposed to this kind of case. Is it an old case, or the place where the crime occurred is not in our jurisdiction?" He murmured.
"I'll check on the intranet tomorrow and I'll find out." Li Chen waved his hands carelessly and smiled: "Master, you have worked so hard today, why don't you stop driving and I'll see you off."
Zhang Yu nodded, but after taking two steps, he paused again: "No, I have to check carefully." After saying that, he sent Li Chen home, and he went upstairs.
When I returned to the office, I made myself a large cup of coffee, then opened the intranet and started searching carefully based on keywords.
As a result, when everyone went to work the next day, they immediately saw Zhang Yu on the sofa.
"What a coincidence this time. In all the cases of body dismemberment and dumping across the country, no body was found in the school playground."
Zhang Yuqiang cheered up and explained.
Some colleagues think that he is just torturing himself. Since it has been proven that Tong Huacheng and Mei Qian have no connection, it is likely that the author's imagination overlaps with that of the murderer. It cannot be expected that every case in this story can be found in reality.
Zhang Yu felt a little stunned by his colleague's ridicule, so he smiled, made himself some instant noodles, and ate them.
But once Mei Qian updates, he must follow it.
Unlike others, he had a feeling that Mei Qian's "Diary of a Killer" was not as simple as his colleagues thought.
The choice of where the murderer buried his body was random. Burying it in a playground is actually no different from burying it in a park.
Because the description of the environment and the modus operandi of the crime are so detailed, it doesn’t look real at all.
After that, while working, he was still paying attention to relevant information. He even went to the archives to look for old cases, but still found no similar cases.
I asked old detectives, but no one had any impression.
So, the second story was serialized for three days, and he spent two days looking for the content of ten chapters, and finally gave up.
Only then did he dare to confirm that either the case was too old, or it was not in Xiadu at all. Of course, it was also possible that like the first case, the location did not correspond to reality. In this way, even if he was a police god, he would
There is no way.
This day happened to be the long Qingming Festival holiday. He got off work early, cooked a sumptuous dinner himself when he got home, and pretended to be a good boy to coax his wife.
Unexpectedly, before the meal was finished, the phone rang as if to remind me.
He glanced at his wife carefully before answering the phone.
Then, amidst his wife's curses, he put down his chopsticks and ran away...
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Mei Qian had no idea that one of his friends could not sleep at night because of the book "Diary of a Killer".
During the few days I was hospitalized, I ate small meals frequently, went to bed early and got up early, and lived a very regular life.
The capable Maomao is still responsible for handling media interviews, Weibo and other tasks.
He only needs to take care of his injuries, write books when he is in good condition, and occasionally see friends who come to visit.
April is the time when the weather in the summer capital is the warmest. It’s really comfortable to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed outside by Ning Chi to bask in the sun.
Doing the math, it was already the end of March when he was assassinated, and he was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward on April 1st.
By the time he completes the update of the second story of "The Killer's Diary", it will happen to be the Qingming Festival holiday in Xia Kingdom.
At Xiadu No. 2 Middle School, due to the heavy rain in the beginning of spring, and perhaps because it was relatively close to the subway shaft construction site, the school's playground actually suffered a small subsidence due to the erosion of the rain.
Although the invited experts have confirmed that it is safe, parents are worried because they are worried that the underground tombs include this place and that in the event of an earthquake, the entire school will collapse.
During this period, under the influence of their parents, students have been feeling anxious.
Reluctantly, the school leaders applied for funds and took advantage of the Qingming Festival holiday to renovate and renovate the entire playground, which would at least calm people's minds.
Under the temptation of bonuses, the workers worked overtime to carry out the construction, and the progress was gratifying.
However, when digging up a sycamore tree, someone discovered the rotten human limbs underneath...