Hou Jinheng's words undoubtedly reminded me of Wu Shengli's mysterious sneer. I couldn't show unnatural or panicked emotions in front of a policeman, so I picked up the cup again and tried to cover my face. But my
But my heart was beating wildly.
Wu Shengli, who is he? The knowledge I have formed in the past few years has been completely shattered by the facts. Wu Shengli did not witness the scene of Mr. Chen’s murder, but his remarks were consistent with Hou Jinheng’s words.
There is a great degree of similarity, which shows that Wu Shengli knows much more than I imagined.
"Don't you feel strange?" Hou Jinheng saw that I was silent and said, "An invisible murderer."
"It's very strange. Can you tell me the specific process?"
"There is no specific process, because so far, we have not been able to figure out many issues." Hou Jinheng said: "We have discipline. We can't tell you too much about some things, we can only mention them briefly."
When I heard this, I was already a little nervous and became even more uneasy. If Pei Xin and I were both regarded as Mr. Chen's family members, then it would be impossible for the police to disclose some of the more sensitive circumstances in the murder case. However,
Hou Jinheng's actions actually showed that, at least, he did not completely regard me as a simple family member of the victim.
"It's good to mention it a little bit." I tried my best to control myself and said, "Let's see if we can provide some useful clues."
"The first question is, the cause of Mr. Chen's death is very strange." Hou Jinheng refilled the water for us and said: "The autopsy has not officially started yet, but our forensic experience is very rich, but from experience alone,
He couldn't analyze the cause of Mr. Chen's death."
I didn’t touch Mr. Chen’s body after the incident. One reason was to avoid suspicion from the police, and the other was because it was disrespectful to the deceased, so I couldn’t see where the fatal injury was. Hou Jinheng said that Mr. Chen’s heart
It burst, as if a very small bomb was placed in the middle of the heart, causing the internal organs to explode, and the body suffered perforation injuries, and a large amount of blood flowed out. There was no chance of treatment for this kind of trauma, and the person died on the spot.
"I asked yesterday that Mr. Chen should be relatively healthy and has no cardiovascular or cerebrovascular diseases, right?"
Peixin and I exchanged glances and nodded. Although Mr. Chen is older, he often traveled around for work in the past years. This is an invisible exercise. In addition, he
I pay more attention to maintenance, so I am in good health.
"The second question is what I just said." Hou Jinheng continued to rub the two coins and said, "The invisible murderer."
Mr. Chen's home has been thoroughly and closely inspected. The strong security door and rear window showed no signs of being pried. So at first, Hou Jinheng and the others believed that the murderer could break into the house, and it was probably Mr. Chen.
He opened the door himself.
But later investigation results proved that this was not the case at all.
The time of Mr. Chen's death was probably around nine o'clock in the evening. The security system of the community is relatively complete, and the distance between buildings is relatively large. At least there are no surveillance blind spots in front of or behind Mr. Chen's building. Hou Jinheng and the others have carefully checked
The surveillance video on the night of the incident has not been touched or destroyed. In other words, all the scenes recorded in the video are true and reliable. It happened to be Friday night, and some residents in the building had gone home early.
On weekends, some people went out to eat, drink and have fun. At nine o'clock, there were very few people coming in and out. Those who came in and out in the surveillance video were immediately investigated by the police, and in the end, they were all eliminated as suspects.
"Do you know what this concept is?" Hou Jinheng said: "Except for those who have been ruled out as suspects, no one has entered this building."
I finally understood that the conclusions drawn by Hou Jinheng and Wu Shengli were actually the same. Is the murderer who killed Mr. Chen really invisible?
"The crime happened not long ago, and our work has not been fully started. I believe there will be new clues later." Hou Jinheng said to me and Pei Xin: "Please recall it carefully, and don't leave any doubtful points."
If there are any omissions, please notify us in time."
Hou Jinheng left his phone number, then stood up and prepared to leave. This made me very confused. I didn't think he had a conversation specifically just to tell us this, but he was already leaving and it was not convenient for me to continue.
Say more.
"Besides." Hou Jinheng walked out a few steps, then turned around and said, "I may bother you again during this period."
"It's okay, it's okay, we will cooperate fully."
Hou Jinheng smiled slightly, but that smile seemed to be made by squeezing his facial features with his hands, which was very stiff and unnatural.
After he left, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp.
"Beifang, what should we do now..." Peixin asked me, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.
I feel like I have a headache again. Something happened just now with Mr. Chen, and Wu Shengli at home has not yet been resolved. More importantly, how should I deal with Mr. Chen’s unfinished last words, or warning? I don’t want to
I left my current life for no reason because of a few words, but Mr. Chen’s body lying in a pool of blood, and the words Hou Jinheng just said to me, made me more aware that this was not an ordinary murder.
case.
"Let's go to your classmate's house first and make things right. After I went back last night, I had insomnia and was in poor spirits." I don't want to say too much to Peixin. Her character is just a girl who hasn't grown up yet, and I don't want to scare her.
.
I hurried home because I felt that I had to ask Wu Shengli about some things.
When I got home, Wu Shengli might have been sleeping, but he was very alert. The sound of the door lock woke him up. I sat across from him, and from my look, he already knew that I had questions to ask. Wu Shengli
Very simply, he said to me directly: "Northern, I know what you want to ask. As a friend, I am willing to try my best to help you. But there are some things that I don't know much about, and the more I know, the more I know about you.
The worse it is."
"Is this a warning?"
"Believe me." Wu Shengli's eyes had lost their luster, which made him look lifeless. He sighed and said, "Chen Kegui is dead, this is just the beginning."
I was a little confused, but Wu Shengli refused to say any more. He brought up the matter of the Bird's Beak Cauldron inscription again. The more he did this, the more I thought that I couldn't give him the inscription, so I stuck to my original statement and said that I
There is no inscription.
"North, I have to rely on inscriptions to survive, otherwise, I will really die." Wu Shengli did not show the almost despairing collapse of yesterday. He looked at me, his gray eyes full of sadness.
At that moment, I softened my heart. I didn’t know what the inscription meant to him, but he was so eager and eager for it. However, when I thought about it, I thought of Mr. Chen’s words, and I immediately gave up my worries.
hesitate.
"Beifang, let's get ready." Wu Shengli lazily leaned on the sofa and said with half-open eyes: "Now, not only do I have little time, but maybe you don't have much time either."
"What did you say?"
I wanted to ask, but Wu Shengli closed his eyes completely, as if he had fallen asleep. There was really nothing I could do against him.
This weekend may be the most distressing weekend I have ever had. Wu Lili stayed at home and refused to leave. I couldn't drive him away, and I couldn't call the police. On Monday, I still had to go to work.
Every Monday morning, there is a regular meeting in the institute. When I arrived, the regular meeting had not started yet, but the people below had been talking about it for a long time. I listened and found that no one may have known about Mr. Chen’s death. What they were talking about was
Wu Shengli, said that Wu Shengli’s body disappeared from the morgue of the hospital. There are only so many people in our office, and the work circle is very small. Usually anyone who goes home and quarrels with his wife is regarded as not a big news and needs to be talked about.
In the past few days, this time it was even worse. This inherently evil thing was talked about so wonderfully that some people were as excited as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
Looking at their excited expressions, I felt that no one could understand my troubles. The guy who crawled out from the morgue is still sleeping in my house.
After a while, the three directors, one chief and two deputy officers, all arrived at the meeting place. The regular meeting in the office was just a formality and would not last too long. They must have already known the news about Wu Shengli’s disappearance from the morgue, but for such a mysterious person
Things like ghosts and ghosts will definitely not be discussed in regular regular meetings.
Half an hour later, the regular meeting ended. When the meeting ended, Deputy Director Zhou, who was in charge of business affairs, asked me and two other colleagues to stay for a while, presumably to talk about the specific work to be carried out this week.
The three of us sat in the same seats where we had just had the meeting. Deputy Director Zhou took a sip of water and cleared his throat. He is a very bureaucratic person. I don't like him. Unless it's about work, I usually don't want to have contact with him.
.
"This week, work may be a bit busy..."
Just as he started to say something, Deputy Director Zhou's words suddenly stopped, as if someone had strangled his neck. His hand holding the teacup was shaking at a fast rhythm, and the three of us were a little bit nervous.
Surprised, he sat down and looked at him.
Within a matter of a few seconds, I saw Vice Director Zhou's expression begin to change rapidly. His facial muscles seemed to be spasming. His expression seemed to be in great pain, but at the same time he seemed to be showing a weird smile.