Chapter 2 Peeling and Peeling 1

"So what are you going to do next?" You Qiaolin took a look at the really miserable headless female corpse and asked with a little worry.

"Now, not to mention the murderer, we don't even know the specific situation of the deceased. You can only start with the dead first, and then go to the place where the body is thrown. If you are lucky, you may get anything. Such a female corpse that will scare me even if the ghost sees it, really tightens the string in my mind.

"Oi, if you need anything, you can come to me at any time." You Qiaolin said politely.

"Thank you. You can be busy first. Let me know if you find anything. I'd better leave it for you to 'appreciate' it slowly." I glanced at the female corpse again and casually made a joke.

"Ha ha, don't worry, I will slowly 'enjoy' it." You Qiaolin also rarely smiled, and we are happy in the bitterness.

"It turns out that you are more serious than me, so I'll go first. If you need anything, please contact me at any time."

After saying goodbye to You Qiaolin, who was still smiling, Zhang Jiewei and I went back to the office to meet with others. At the same time, we also introduced the specific situation of the headless female corpse to everyone. Just halfway through, Gao Jianning vomited again, and even the blue sister was pale.

"Brother, what do you think the murderer thinks? Why is he so cold-blooded and so hard to deal with? Is it really a sadistic? Smurfette stroked her chest and frowned and said, perhaps because she was a woman with the victim, her feelings were more real and emotional than us.

"To be honest, I don't think the murderer is just a sadist. I think in his eyes, this headless female corpse is just one of his works. He is fierce and neat, without any hesitation. He thinks that his mental state and mental state are highly concentrated and methodical." In fact, this is only my personal guess. We need to further explore what the real facts are.

But didn't you say that the murderer was completely imitating the 'Black Dahlia'? Then how could he take this body as his work? Smurfette doesn't seem to agree with my idea.

"Yes, but it's like a toddler. For the first time, he often starts with copying imitation. Gradually, he will put aside the original shackles and start free 'creation'." I swallowed my saliva, and I didn't expect that I would have such an idea. "But what we can see is that it obviously took a lot of effort to put the body like that when the murderer threw the body. Ordinary sadists only find satisfaction in abuse, but people like murderers come from far more than that. What we need to do now is to describe the outline of the murderer as soon as possible and arrest him as soon as possible, so as not to make things more and more out of control.

"Okay, I'll contact the victim's family now to see if the deceased had any grudges or something before his death. If he can be tortured like this, the murderer must hate the deceased to the bone." Smurfette speculated and waited for my reply.

I nodded, and Smurfette began to work.

"Little frustration, you and Zhang Jiewei go to the area near where the body was found in the western suburbs to investigate and ask if there are any suspicious people recently. Gao Jianning, please keep an eye on that email and wait here at any time. Your energy must be highly concentrated, and I will contact you as soon as there is a need for you to take action. I roughly assigned the task, and Zhang Jiewei and Xiao Tout left the office with their coats.

I turned around and walked to Smurfette, who was writing down the phone information and address of the deceased's family.

"I'll go with you." Somehow, when such a case happened, the more she wanted to follow Smurfette, as if she was afraid that something would happen to her.

"Okay, but it seems that the victim's parents still don't know the news that their daughter has passed off. I think we should be careful this time." Smurfette reminded me.

"No problem, let's go." I urged, but there was also a layer of sadness in my heart. I still read the files of the deceased. I came from an ordinary working family, but because she was an only child, she must be deeply favored by her parents. Now that my daughter unfortunately dies, the white-haired person who is a parent sends a black-haired person is indeed one of the tragedies in the world.

The atmosphere was a little solemn along the way. After all, we all don't want to see such a tragedy. Moreover, now we still go to inform the parents of the deceased, which invisibly adds a lot of pressure to me and Smurfette.

"Brother, since the murderer has treated the deceased so cruelly, why did you take her head and make his so-called 'work' incomplete?" Smurfette was silent for a long time, but when she opened her mouth, she said such a sentence.

"There are generally two possibilities in this case. One is that the deceased's head contains information that can reveal the murderer's true identity, and the other is that the murderer regards the deceased's head as his booty, which is worthy of his constant appreciation." I answered Smurfette's question while driving.

"Oh, my God, it's disgusting. I'd rather believe it's the first possibility, so that if we can find the missing head, we will have a clue to the identity of the murderer." Smurfette obviously can't stand the mental state of the murderer in the second situation.

"This murderer is not a vegetarian. In this case, he must have hidden the head of the deceased in a place we absolutely can't find. If you want to solve the case, it's simply looking for a needle in a haystack." I smiled, and out of this idea, I would prefer that the murderer was in the second case.

"Well, I hope this case can be solved as soon as possible. People like that kind should be cut with thousands of knives." The more Smurfette said, the more excited he became, as if he had a deep hatred for the murderer.

"Okay, come on, little by little. We will definitely find the murderer and return the victim to justice." I said this not only to appease Smurfette's mood, but also my true thoughts.

"Turn right at the intersection in front of you, which is the home of Ou Jinglan's parents." Smurfette pointed to the intersection not far ahead and said solemnly.

I turned the car in, and there were ordinary husband's houses in it. Ou Jinglan's parents lived in it for many years.

I casually found a place to park the car, and Smurfette and I walked to the husband's house where Ou Jinglan's parents lived. The husband's room on the fifth floor has no elevator. Ou Jinglan's parents live on the fourth floor. Originally, there was a lot of debris piled up in the narrow stairwell, which made me feel a little crowded when I went upstairs side by side with Smurfette, but I still like this feeling. I really hate why Ou Jinglan's parents don't live on the 18th floor.

Smurfette rang the doorbell and there was no response. It was probably broken for a long time. I simply knocked on the door with my hand.

"Who is it! Come on, come on!" After a few knocks, someone in the room answered. The voice was a woman, and it should be Ou Jinglan's mother.

The dilapidated anti-theft door was suddenly opened, and Smurfette and I quickly took a step back. An old woman, estimated to be in her fifties, looked at us with vigilant eyes. The arrival of us two strangers, was indeed a little abrupt.

"Hello, we are the case handler of the Special Investigation Section of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Now I want to ask you to know the situation." As I spoke, I showed our police card with Smurfette.

"What's the matter?" The old lady was a little surprised to hear that it was an "official".

We were about to answer when we heard another shout in the room: "Who is it, mother?"

"No, it's nothing. He said he was from the Public Security Bureau." The old lady turned around and answered, then turned to look at us and said, "Come to the room and talk."

I nodded and followed the old lady into the house with Smurfette. It has been an old house for decades, but although the sparrow is small and has all its internal organs, the small room is full of warmth. The family portrait of a family of three hangs in the living room, which looks particularly happy.

"Hmature, this is..." The male owner of this family came out of the kitchen. I guess he heard that we were from the Public Security Bureau, and he didn't know what to ask for a while.

"You are Ou Jinglan's parents, right?" It's not my point to beat around the bush, and it's better to cut directly into the theme, except for girls.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" Hearing our question, Father Ou looked a little nervous.

"There is an unfortunate fact to tell you that Miss Ou Jinglan's body was found in the western suburbs this morning. She has been dead for more than 24 hours after being tested." I try to slow down, adjust my tone, and try to make these words so that they don't feel so cold.

"Nonsense, how can it be? Xiaolan just came back to see us a few days ago. How could she die?" My mother can't accept what we said.

"Isn't your daughter living with you?" Hearing what the mother said, Smurfette quickly asked.

"No, she moved out after work and basically came back to see us once a week. She has always known how to protect herself. There will definitely be no accident. Are you wrong? Ou's father can't believe what we said. I hope it's just that we made a mistake.

"It's already like this. I'm sorry for you." I sighed.

"It's impossible. I don't believe it. I'm going to recognize the body!" The tears in Ou's mother's eyes were already spinning, but she still refused to admit it.

"Auntie, I told you not to be too sad. When Miss Ou Jinglan's body was found, there was no head. Our police also confirmed that the deceased was your daughter Ou Jinglan's by fingerprint identification and DNA testing." When Smurfette said this, she couldn't bear it, but there was nothing we could do. That's what we do.

"What!" Hearing Smurfette say this, Ou's father was suddenly stimulated, and his whole body began to shake violently, and he was almost out of breath.

"Drug...Drug..." Seeing that Ou's situation suddenly changed, Ou's mother quickly found something in Ou's pocket. Finally, she found a medicine bottle and quickly opened it, only to find that there was nothing in the bottle.

"Ouch! Old man, don't scare me!" Ou's mother was so anxious that she patted her thighs and quickly got up and rummaged through the box at home to find something.

Smurfette and I didn't react for a while. By the time I reacted, Smurfette had already dialed the 120 emergency number.

"Auntie, don't worry. The ambulance will come soon." As Smurfette spoke, she sat next to Ou's father and supported her back for Ou's father with an anxious face.

When Ou's mother came out of the bedroom with another medicine bottle, Ou's upper body suddenly straightened, and he fell straight back on the sofa without slowing down...

The medicine bottle in Ou's mother's hand fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. For a moment, the whole room was quiet, and everyone was fixed at that moment.

When the ambulance arrived, it was confirmed that Ou's father died suddenly due to myocardial infarction, and Ou's mother fell into the double pain of losing her husband and daughter, and was in a trance for a while. In this situation, Lan Jinxuan and I can't continue to investigate, so we have to leave silently, still with the growing sense of self-reproach and guilt in our hearts.

"Handsome guy, answer the phone! Handsome guy, answer the phone!" At this time, my phone rang, as if a circus clown suddenly appeared in the gorgeous Swan Lake dance drama, which was out of place.

"What's the matter?" My tone was very cold, just like Lan Jinxuan's hand held in my hand at this moment.

"Brother Lei, another headless body was found in Xilin Park. Come and have a look." The tone of the little frustration was very solemn, but it still couldn't hide the panic.

"Xilin Park, what's going on?" As I spoke, I quickly pulled Lan Jinxuan and walked into the car. "Forget it, you can make it clear when we get to the scene."

I hung up the phone. I was about to start the car, but I found that Smurfette's body was shaking.

"Don't be sad. It's not your fault. What should happen will happen." Although I comforted Smurfette so much, I also felt a deep self-reproach in my heart.

"If I didn't emphasize that the deceased was Ou Jinglan, maybe this kind of thing would not have happened." As Smurfette said, hot tears fell out of his eyes. "My father also left in front of me and my mother like this."

Hearing the following sentence, my heart was cut like a knife, and I held Smurfette into my arms. Why is fate always so teasing people? Why do I always have to let this kind girl who touches my heart suffer so much?

It's hard to calm down Smurfette's mood, but I don't know how long it will take for the wound in her heart to really heal.

It didn't take long to get from Ou Jinglan's parents' home to Xilin Park. As soon as I got to the gate of the park, I saw many police officers. Smurfette and I also showed our police card before they let them go.

Xilin Park is divided into two gardens, east and west. In 2003, it was re-planned and built. The park is full of trees and winding paths. It is a forest park landscape in the urban area.

By contacting by phone, we can easily find the current location of Xiaotiao and Zhang Jiewei, which is a lawn for tourists to rest and play. Now, the lawn is surrounded by a cordon.

"What the hell is going on?" I took Smurfette and followed Xiaotiao through the cordon line while asking, and also observing the situation around here.

"Today, a group of children played hide-and-seek here and found a headless female corpse in the bushes on the edge of the lawn. Now the identity of the female corpse is still unclear, but... the body is really strange." Xiaochu shook his head as he spoke, but looking at him, the body should not be too disgusting, otherwise he would have complained long ago with his character.

"Became me to have a look." I said calmly that her footsteps never stopped, and Smurfette's mood had returned to normal, or only when she was alone face to face just now would she show such a fragile side.

Xiao Tiao took me and Smurfette to a bush. You Qiaolin had arrived and was checking in front of a piece of pink things. The other staff were busy collecting suspicious physical evidence around them.

When I look closer, at first glance, I don't think it's a corpse. It feels more like a performance art. The whole body of the body is wrapped in plastic wrap layer by layer. The plastic wrap is tightly wrapped, thick and impermeable, but the red color can still be seen inside.

The body has no head. One hand of the body is inserted into the neck, and the other hand is tied to the legs. It is even wrapped in plastic wrap with the body folded to the back. A black dahlia was nailed to the left chest of the body with a pin.

I watched You Qiaolin pull out the pin inserted into his chest with tweezers, and the black dahlia was held in Yu Qiaolin's hand.

I took a pair of gloves from the staff next to me and walked to You Qiaolin, that is, in front of the body. I squatted down.

"Is this the message he left? Prove that he did these two cases alone? I seem to be asking myself and You Qiaolin.

You Qiaolin didn't say anything, but just looked carefully at the black Dahlia in his hand. The whole flower was very complete, and even a petal was not damaged. After a while, You Qiaolin turned his head and looked at me and said, "Don't you already have the answers in your heart?"

You Qiaolin handed me the black Dahlia and continued to check the body, but he was never ready to open the plastic wrap wrapped in the pink body

"It's not the flowering period of dahlia now. This should be a dyed preserved flower." I looked at the black dahlia, which was almost the same as the one I had found on Ou Jinglan before. Then I turned it to the staff beside me and put the black dahlia into the evidence bag.

"Hey! Who are you? What are you going through!" I was about to get up, but there was a very unfriendly male voice behind me. I didn't know who I was talking to.

But when I turned around, I found that the owner of the voice was looking up and down at me, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and disgust, as if I were an uninvited guest.