The Underworld Detective

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Police officer Ren said: "According to our investigation, Li Yanshi has few friends and simple interpersonal relationships."

I shook my finger: "You are so wrong, he may have more friends than you!"

Police officer Ren opened his eyes in puzzling eyes, and I explained: "A person with such a rich heart and such an introverted personality definitely likes to go online. I'm sure there are more than a dozen friends who often chat in his QQ, but now it is the Internet age."

Police officer patted her head and laughed, "You're right, this is my negligence at work!"

This was handed over to the old man for investigation. I immediately dialed the old man's number and suddenly thought of having to be teased again, I handed the phone to Huang Xiaotao, annoying her to do it, Huang Xiaotao gave a smirk and took it.

The old man just got up, his voice was muddled, and Huang Xiaotao finished the explanation. I spread out a map and marked the two murder scenes, as well as the location of Li Xieshi School. The school was quite far from the scene.

I asked, "Are there acquaintances in the city?"

Police officer Ren answered, "College students from other places, no."

This is strange, it was six o'clock in the morning, and it was very troublesome to come here from school, not to mention being held by a murderer.

I immediately rejected this idea. This is impossible. The deceased must have been held hostage elsewhere, because I noticed that the two murders happened only two kilometers apart. Would the two acquaintances know each other? I even thought if they would be a same-sex couple.

To prove that they were together, there is a very convenient way to judge. I told Police Officer Ren: "Let the forensic doctor dissect another corpse and compare the stomach contents of the next two."

Police officer groaned: "I'm afraid it can't be more because the deceased has no food in his stomach. He seems to have been vomited."

"Emetic?" I frowned.

Police officer Ren took up a forensic report saying: "The forensic doctor found burn marks on his esophagus, and detected a large amount of stomach acid and a small amount of soapy water, which should be caused by vomiting."

"What about the poison he took?" I asked.

"It was served later." Police Officer Ren replied.

This time the forensic doctor finally came online, I nodded: "Then we will go back first, and we will come back if there is progress."

Huang Xiaotao and I went out for a meal. I guess the old man should check the QQ soon. After eating, he sent a message. It was a screenshot of the email. The background was made into a black invitation. It reads: "October 6, waiting for you to come together to kill".

I stumbled all of a sudden, took the chair down, had no time to explain to Huang Xiaotao, and quickly dialed back the old man: "What's the matter with this email?"

The old man replied lazily: "Oh, am I getting old, and now I ca n’t understand the children ’s thinking more and more, and there are still suicides in teams ... Would you like to look at the child ’s QQ, all I'm talking about some dead or alive things. I can't stand it. It's too negative. I have to watch a small movie and look for the joy of life, Xiao Song Song, or appreciate it with me ... "

I interrupted him politely: "Speaking of business, is there any address mentioned above?"

"Ah, I forgot to send you just a screenshot, wait a minute!"

I heard the phone ring and asked, "Can you check who sent the e-mail?"

The old man groaned: "This looks like a newly registered e-mail. Let me check. Don't be too hopeful."

I thanked Xie and hung up the phone. Huang Xiaotao curiously said, "What's the matter, suddenly such a big reaction?"

I handed her mobile phone to her: "Guess what, it turned out that the deceased had extremely negative thoughts, and joined a suicide club. The deceased number two is likely to be one of the members."

"What?" Huang Xiaotao gave a wrong look: "The deceased was urged to vomit, that is to say, the murderer saved these children who wanted to commit suicide, and then killed them."

"It seems this is a person who hates suicide very much, let's go, let's go to the address provided by the old man!"

Huang Xiaotao and I drove there. The scene was a dilapidated apartment. The garbage piled up in front of the door was stink, as if no one had been here for a long time. I took the lock tool and opened the door. When I opened the door, a smell of dust suddenly blew. The room was dim, and there were some yellow and yellow vomits on the ground, which had decayed and deteriorated, and some clothes, mats, shoes, and walls There are some strange religious symbols and skulls painted with spray paint on the table, many candles are inserted on a long table, and wax tears form a thick block, like a waterfall.

The impression here is like the scene of a cult ritual, showing a creepy feeling.

Huang Xiaotao kicked a metal cup and picked it up. It was a well-made gold-plated cup with some solidified liquid remaining in it. Huang Xiaotao sniffed his nose and said, "It smells like wine."

I nodded: "Poison may be trapped inside, take it back for testing!"

At this time, I found a bamboo tube, the inside was empty, and some long and short bamboo sticks were thrown on the ground. I picked them up one by one and found that there were a total of six, and I analyzed: "It seems that there were six people at the time, everyone draws . "

Huang Xiaotao asked, "What do you do to decide the order of death?"

I looked at the bamboo sticks and found that one of them had red paint, and the other didn't. At the moment, I said, "I shouldn't. I have read reports about this type of suicide club. They will draw a lottery and this person will not drink poison. , Survive and take charge of the aftermath, and organize the next mass suicide! Suicide clubs have been maintained by this system. "

Huang Xiaotao shuddered: "Why doesn't it matter if I open my stomach and dig his bones. I feel shudder when I think of these young men drinking poisonous wine with a serious look here?"

I said, "Because suicide is a violation of human instinct!"

"Since anti-instinct, why would anyone commit suicide?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"Because human beings have both a life instinct and a death instinct. The death instinct can also be called the impulse to destroy. Usually people's anger is the embodiment of the impulse to destroy. The death instinct will turn into violence and crime when it points to the outside. Suicide, but this rarely happens. For most people, suicide is against biological instincts. "I explained it in detail.

Huang Xiaotao said, "Listening to your explanation, I don't seem to be so scared!" She said so, but still clenched my hand.

We looked into the back room and bathroom, but found no other clues. Huang Xiaotao said, "Wait a minute, the doors and windows are intact. How did the murderer break in?"

I shook my head: "He doesn't have to break in, because he's one of six."

Huang Xiaotao was shocked: "He also came from killing?"

"No, I think he was premeditated, otherwise he would not save the life of the suicide youth in a timely manner. As for how he survived, I think he used some means to get a red visa to avoid poison." I said .

Huang Xiaotao sighed: "These five young people must have never imagined that they had already given up their lives when they came here. I never expected that it was a murder waiting for them!"

"Murder the people who wanted to die." I sighed, thinking about what the two deceased were like when they were found: "Does the killer hate suicide and make them die more‘ value ’?”