Mu Yang stood on the street, looking at the brightly lit stores on both sides.
His eyes rested on a luxurious entertainment city, which occupied four floors. Whether it was the size of the store or the decoration style, it was second to none among the many entertainment venues around it.
"It must be it." Mu Yang thought to himself.
Jiang Heng is an arrogant and domineering person. He has always been arrogant and arrogant because of his rich fortune. Therefore, people like him often pretend to be superior to others in order to deliberately raise their own worth.
, using picky behavior to prove that his taste is different from ordinary people. Therefore, if he really intends to use wine to relieve his worries, he will never choose those unfashionable entertainment clubs, so this luxurious entertainment center in front of him must be his first choice.
place.
Mu Yang speculated this.
However, he never understood that no matter what the reason for killing, the murderer did not need to take away the head and heart of the deceased. If it was just to confuse the public and hide the identity of the deceased, how could the murderer be so careless?
His wallet was on his body, and it contained many documents. Did he not pay attention to such obviously identifiable information? No, absolutely impossible. Mu Yang's intuition told Mu Yang that the murderer this time was definitely not a simple character! Just disemboweling
Breaking the belly, cutting off the head, and removing the heart is not something a normal person can do! As for the murder weapon, there is no way of knowing... Such an unsmooth wound was not caused by cutting with a sharp weapon.
, is it possible that the murderer has the ability to remove a person's head with his bare hands, start from the neck, tear open the skin, and then rip out the heart?
Mu Yang shuddered immediately. This speculation is theoretically valid, but in fact it is absolutely impossible!
...Is the murderer really not human?
Mu Yang shook his head. This sudden thought shocked him, and at the same time, it also gave him a creepy feeling...
In any case, the first thing to do now is to look for clues. As for who the murderer is, these are things for later.
Mu Yang walked into the entertainment city with a stern expression.
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It's late at night again.
He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and stared at the newspaper in his hand with a stern expression.
The entire newspaper's information center revolves around the death of Jiang Heng, deputy director of the "Jiang Group".
He put down the newspaper and revealed his sharp and handsome features, it was Qin Feng.
Qin Feng frowned with an ugly expression, and his eyes reflected the power of justice. The case of Jiang Heng's death once again shocked the whole city. Although the police kept strict confidentiality, after all, they could not stop the public from talking, and it was inevitable that there would be some
Some gossips were dug up by reporters from various magazines. That's why Qin Feng's face was so ugly. The painting had been locked in the cabinet in the studio since he took it away from the "Jiaji Rumeng" Convention and Exhibition Center last time.
He thought that as long as he isolated it from the crowd, it would not do evil again, but now it seems that is obviously not the case! Jiang Heng's death method was exactly the same as that of his brother Jiang Huan. Such a weird killing method would not be used by another person.
Did someone imitate the female ghost’s previous behavior and deliberately divert the attention of the police?
Qin Feng stood up, opened the door and walked out.
The corridor was dark, and Qin Feng turned on the corridor light.
He only lives in this three-story seaside villa for a period of time when he creates, receives guests, and escapes in the summer. He spends most of his time living in an apartment building in the city center, where his parents are also.
They are getting older as they live together. As the only son, Qin Feng naturally wants to spend more time with them.
The room at the end of the corridor is his studio, which is spacious and as big as a football field.
He turned on the chandelier and walked straight to a cabinet by the window.
There are some plaster heads, books and albums placed in the exquisite mahogany cabinet.
Qin Feng took out the key, opened the cabinet, and opened the cabinet door below. He carefully took out a painting tube wrapped tightly in white cloth.
He pondered for a while, then untied the white cloth strips wrapped around the painting tube layer by layer, revealing the painting tube.
"I want to see how evil you are. Haha... This painting I finished with my own hands was 'plundered' by you. Don't you plan to give me an explanation?" Qin Feng smiled,
It seemed like he was muttering to himself, and seemed to be talking to the evil spirit in the painting. He didn't know if the female ghost could hear it, but he always felt strange. If the female ghost was really so fierce, why did he
Not threatened by her at all? How can we stop her from continuing to do evil? Maybe... find a more spiritual temple and give this painting to some eminent monks for salvation?
Qin Feng feels that his worldview has been messed up. He studied psychology, and painting is his innate talent. However, he knows how to study human psychology, but he really cannot figure out the psychology of ghosts.
"Haha, are you grateful that I gave you a place to stand? In a world where housing prices are so high, you own an entire foreign-style building and don't pay me the rent? Why don't you come out and let us
Let's talk?" Qin Feng said jokingly, opened the painting tube and took out the "Afternoon" oil painting.
Before he could unfold the painting, a deep, cold, yet magnetic voice rang out.
"If I were you, I wouldn't open it so recklessly."
"Who?" Qin Feng shouted subconsciously.
It was quiet all around, with no one around.
Qin Feng frowned. Could it be a psychological suggestion given by himself? In addition to Qin Feng, there is only one old lady who is nearly fifty years old in this villa, Mother Chen. She is responsible for cleaning the entire villa, as well as Qin Feng
Daily three meals a day.
How could a man's voice sound out of thin air?
Qin Feng shook his head and ignored it. He was born with strong Yang fire and courage, and he has always been fearless.
He picked up the "Afternoon" again and prepared to unfold it. He wanted to know strongly, was this painting really that evil? To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. This painting was his work, and so was the female ghost.
He came to this city because he was obsessed with this painting, and he took human lives unscrupulously, and his methods were cruel and outrageous!
Therefore, whether it is public or private, he must find a way to solve this matter!
"What a stubborn donkey." The magnetic deep male voice sounded again. Then, the chandelier in the studio suddenly fell into darkness.
"It's just that you are not afraid of the shadows being distorted if you are upright." Qin Feng looked at the darkness in front of him and asked in a calm tone: "Brother? Dare I ask who is the saint? I am being polite. Can you show up and meet me?"
"Haha, you are really talented at talking and laughing at this time." The male voice sounded again, and then, a bunch of sparks lit up, and a man's face was reflected in the firelight.