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Twenty-eight. One-half tentacles

A small wooden house on stilts stands on the coast at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by a warning cord, with messy footprints and the sound of tides all around the wooden house.

"Huh... right here." Richa pulled on his collar and said out of breath. "If you had come a little later... the body would have been eaten by those damn rats... rats."

As a police officer, his physical strength is worrying.

"What was this place originally used for?"

Lu Li looked at the secluded mountains not far away. Some birds were hovering over the mountains.

"Lookout House, hey you guys! You ran too far!"

Richard suddenly shouted towards the seaside, and several children ran back laughing.

Shaking his head helplessly, he told Lu Li: "In the past, there were always wild beasts from the mountains running into the town, so we built a few watchhouses at the foot of the mountain to provide warnings in case of any situation. Later, those wild beasts learned the lesson and did not dare to come to the town again.

, the watchhouse was abandoned, and it became a shelter for homeless homeless people.”

He led Lu Li towards the cordon and said, "One of the victims is a homeless man. He should have been living here for a while until he was killed a week ago."

After lifting the cordon and getting in, Richard looked around in front of the wooden ladder. After finding no new footprints, he stepped directly up to the wooden house and opened the door.

Squeak——

A heartbreaking sound far louder than the wooden ladder sounded, and then stopped suddenly. The damp and swollen wooden door scraped rough against the floor, and Richard pushed it open with difficulty.

Lu Li stood in front of the wooden ladder and looked around, but there was nothing noteworthy except for a small wooden boat lying upside down on the beach not far away.

Rui Cha turned back to look at him, and Lu Li stepped up to the wooden house. The wooden house was not big, and it looked the same from the outside. After setting up desks, beds and cabinets, there was only enough space for one person to move around as he pleased.

There are burnt marks in front of the door, and above the desk is the window, facing the seaside where the tide is coming.

"We discovered this vicious incident a week later, which means that when we found the cabin two days ago, the people inside had been dead for a week."

Richard stood by the door. Like Lu Li, he did not go to destroy the scene of the murder. He continued: "First, a town citizen came to call the police. His father went hunting in the Luoye Mountains, but he did not return for a week. We formed a team with the townspeople.

The mountain patrol team searched the entire mountain but could not find anyone, but when a police officer passed by the house and smelled a strong putrid smell outside the door, we broke in and found three bodies."

Richard pointed to the bedside, the burn marks on the floor, and the half-covered wardrobe: "The murderer postman, the victim Orion who has been missing for a week, and the homeless man."

The sea breeze washed away the rotten smell and damp smell that had remained in the room, at least Lu Li couldn't smell anything.

"The scene was horrific. On the floor of the hut was the charred corpse of the hunter. A torch was stuffed in his mouth and stabbed into his chest. At the same time, we found pieces of rope that had not been burned around. There were signs of struggle on the corpse.

It is judged that the victim was set on fire while being restrained."

[I lit Orion on fire, he was smiling happily]

Lu Li silently compared the scene described by Rui Cha with the contents in the diary.

Richa flipped through the report and continued: "At that time, there was an emaciated corpse sitting next to the bed, which was the murderer's postman. His legs were fixed to the floor with a harpoon."

[The bed was dozing off, and I was sleepy, too. Orion was also sleepy. I climbed onto the bed, and the bed pushed me down.]

[The shadow was scurrying around, I harpooned it, and it became calm.]

"The eyes were taken out and stuffed into an alarm clock. The time of death was similar to the burnt corpse. But it must have been after Orion was burned to death."

[There was a knock on the door, and the alarm clock came back. I asked it to go quickly, otherwise it would not be dawn. It wanted my eyes, and I gave them to it. He was lying to me.]

"Due to the continuous heavy rain after entering the rainy season, the cabin was damp and moldy, especially after a week had passed, which was very detrimental to our collection of evidence. After carefully searching the scene, we found a new body in the closet in the corner.

, that’s the homeless man." After a brief pause, Richa said with a hint of meaning in his tone: "He is wearing a sweater, you know what I want to say."

[Peeping the sweater in the closet, it is knitting a sweater again. I can’t wear it. It’s for other sweaters.]

"The corpse had been dead for a long time and was already in a giant state, so it was impossible to tell the specific appearance. At that time, we could only identify the gender and the brown sweater on the upper body. Some residents said they had seen a homeless man wearing this sweater, and indeed in the town,

No one else was missing, so we all agreed this guy was a homeless man."

"After talking about the victim, let's talk about the murderer, that is, the postman." Richard pointed to the bedside where a puddle of dark brown blood remained.

"He worked at the post office. The murderer's father and neighbors told us that his son had always behaved normally until a few days before the incident, when the postman found a diary in the seaside hut. Yes, this hut.

And that diary."

"The murderer's father recalled that on the night of his son's diary, his son seemed to suddenly see hallucinations and said he heard someone whispering. His father didn't pay attention at the time because the room was not well soundproofed. Maybe it was the sound of voices or the radio next door.

.After that, his mental state began to deteriorate rapidly. He would often talk to himself and claim to hear the sound of waves and whispers. Then the next day, the murderer disappeared."

"Because the murderer worked at the post office and often left early and did not come back for several days, his father was not too worried until we came to the door."

The case stalled here without any progress. On the surface, it looked like a man went crazy and killed an Orion and a homeless man. But the police did not think so. They suspected that the matter might be related to a cult or weirdness, and contacted the psychic house.

Mrs. Merlin later reported the matter to the United Exorcists.

"My colleague discovered something strange before he went crazy after reading the diary." Richa said, handing the report to Lu Li. "It's on the last line."

Lu Li looked at the end of the report. There was a line of markings written with a marker on the edge, and a dark dot at the end, as if the police officer who wrote it was confused.

[Strange, why the suspect doesn’t have a view of giants.]

"The following are the photos taken and the results of our autopsy." Richa said.

Lu Li flipped to the appendix on the last page, which contained photos of the scene, photos of the suspect, and anatomy data taken by the forensic doctor.

Because the case involved weirdness, the small town police department was very attentive to the case, as evidenced by photos and forensics.

After reading it silently, Lu Li handed the report to Richa, raised his head and looked around the narrow wooden house again.

"Where are the bloody tentacles?"

Anna asked.

Lu Li frowned and shook his head slightly.

The bloody tentacles were on the roof, but not in the wooden house within sight.


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