Chapter 1 Strange Scene

It's strange when this guy became so regular, like a telephone lady. There was a sound from the other end of the phone. Although it could not be heard clearly, it was very urgent.

"Wait, I'll remember it." Xiaofei's tone was very solemn. He had drawn a newspaper in front of me while talking, then took a pen from the pen holder and quickly wrote in the empty space: "No. 703, 215, Wangli Lane, Changqing Street."

After a few short sentences, he hung up the phone, and then shouted at Zhang Jiewei in the small office, "Group Zhang, there is an accident on Changqing Street. Lord Jiang asked us to go and have a look!"

Xiao Tiao's words had not yet landed, and the glass door had been opened. Zhang Jiewei's people stood in front of Xiao Tiao as soon as the words landed: "What's going on?"

Xiao Zhe said, "I don't know, Lord Jiang didn't say anything."

At this time, Zhang Jiewei had already stood at the door of the office and said to Xiao Chu, "What are you still doing? Why don't you leave quickly!" Then he said, "Wang Lei, if you can go, don't force yourself."

Originally, I was not interested at all, but his words hurt people very much. What does it mean to go if I can go? It seems that I am an useless person. If others say so, I will definitely take the opportunity and sacrifice gloriously, but what Zhang Jiewei said is different.

I stuffed the newspaper on the table into my pocket, and then slowly sat on the chair and stood up. At this time, Zhang Jiewei had already run away. I walked to the door step by step, and Gao Jianning's voice suddenly came from behind me: "Brother Lei, forget it, you still stay here. If it really doesn't work, I'll go there."

Feng Siyan should also say, "Officer Wang, you'd better stay. In case of any other emergencies, someone will have to deal with it."

Feng Siyan and Gao Jianning are computer experts in the municipal bureau, so they have a heavy burden. Unless their superiors give orders directly, neither of them will carry out other tasks.

That is, the computer-related affairs of the Secret Service Office are also a secondary task for them. I heard that two people are investigating a case of hacking into the municipal government's confidential documents.

I glanced at the two of them without any words or expressions. Then I turned around, opened the door and walked out.

When I arrived at the door of the police station, Zhang Jiewei and Xiao Fou had not seen anyone for a long time, so I walked to the street and came to the bus station absent-mindedly. I'm not in a hurry to go to the crime scene, just for that sentence, I just want to appear in front of Zhang Jiewei.

Changqing Road is a main street in Anyin City. The traffic is very developed, so I quickly found the train number on the bus stop. After waiting for about half an hour, the bus came like an aunt who bought eggs. I stepped into the egg basket and then headed for Changqing Road.

When I got to Changqing Road, I casually found a street stall to ask, and then came to Wangli Lane. This is a very ordinary alley. There are high-rise buildings on both sides of the alley, and a four- or five-meter-wide alley in the middle. After entering more than 100 meters, I began to see some messy buildings, and the house number appeared on the building.

When I was about to reach the end, I saw the No. 215 sign. This is a small high-rise building of more than ten floors. There is a cigarette stall at the entrance of the corridor. It can be seen from the eyes of the stall owner's face that this is where the case occurred, and there are several police cars parked in the spacious place in front.

If I had been in the past, I would have talked to the owner of the cigarette stall first, but now I don't have that intention. When I walked into the corridor, the light suddenly became dim. Because it was the first floor, the floor was relatively low, so it felt very depressing.

I took two quick steps and came to the elevator. The door opened at once. A man rushed out of it and almost knocked me down.

I looked up and was a little surprised. It turned out to be a small setback.

Xiaochu also saw me, stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile on his face, "Brother Lei, I'm sorry, I didn't hit anything."

Xiaochu is the only person I really like in the secret service except for Gao Jianning. Although he studies ghosts and burys himself in those dusty historical files all day long, I think Jiang Haitao's heart is simple and more straightforward than Zhang Jiewei.

I nodded and didn't say anything. Xiaosiao still smiled and said, "It's almost done. Why don't you go get something with me and then come back."

He knew that I and Zhang Jiewei were not right, so the intention of saying this was obvious. However, I have always been suspicious, but I found the flaw in it, because if the above thing is almost over, Zhang Jiewei will also leave, and there will be special personnel to do it at the end. Now Zhang Jiewei is still on it. Xiao Frustration came down alone and said to get things, which means he has to come back, and the things he took must be useful for the survey site.

The strange place is here. Xiao Furi is just an ordinary police officer of the secret service office. The on-site investigation is carried out by special trace and object forensics. Why is he in a hurry to get things? It can't be that the professional forensics officer forgot to bring a sealed bag and then ask him to run errands.

Looking at my doubtful eyes, Xiao Fou smiled mysteriously, and then grabbed my arm and walked out of the corridor.

The police car stopped more than ten meters ahead. We got into the car, the small setback loosened the clutch, and the police car drove forward.

"What to take?" My curiosity finally made my silence tear open a small corner.

"Little thing, I can't explain it clearly." Xiao Foli replied as he shuttled through the narrow alley.

I didn't ask again, and I didn't explain it again. The police car roared all the way, running on the bustling street of Anyin City. After walking out for a while, Xiao Tiao suddenly shook the steering wheel and turned into a path. This was not the way back to the bureau.

"Where are you going?" My words are so few.

"My home." Xiao Fou is also not a talkative person. I think he must say more to ghosts than people.

Xiaoshao is not from this city. He rents and lives in a very ordinary community, with a monthly rent of nearly 800 yuan. I heard that he also has to send money to his family for his sister to study, so his life is very thrifty.

There is no doorman in front of this kind of community. The police car** is parked in front of an old building. Xiao Fou ran upstairs and came down in a short time, holding a cloth bag in his hand, and I don't know what it was bulging inside.

I'm a little puzzled. What the hell is this guy doing?

Xiao Fou smiled and said, "It's a gadget, but it may come in handy today."

I was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. I grabbed the cloth bag and opened it. It turned out to be a round semi-metal object, followed by a thin wire. The other end of the wire was connected to an instrument box, which looked like a small pot.

"Brother Lei, be careful not to break the plate."

I pointed to the round semi-metal object and said, "This is the plate, what plate?"

"Detector disk."

"Detect what?"

"Hey hey, detect, detect what you can't see with the naked eye."

I understood a little, so I asked, "Is the case there done by a ghost?"

Xiao Tuo nodded mysteriously and said, "It's possible."

If my stupid question is known by those talkative and enthusiastic media, then I will definitely be immediately dismissed from public office under strong public opinion, and the answer of a small setback will make him discredited and be given various strange titles. But the reality is that the impossible things will happen. You can't believe it.

I suddenly felt that it was not just me and Xiao Frustration in the car. I looked around. Xiao Frustration saw through my uneasiness and smiled and said, "With me, they dare not look for you."

My heart suddenly chilled: If I'm not with you, won't I be found by them?

Fortunately, the car started at this time, and the speed made me feel a little relieved. It seemed that it was not the buildings and trees that quickly retreated out of the window, but the murderous ghosts.

It has been nearly two hours since I returned to Wangli Lane, Changqing Road. I followed Xiaotiao to Room 703, No. 215, and smelled a strong smell of blood outside the door, just like a pig slaughterhouse. I was secretly surprised that I didn't know what a tragic massacre happened inside. When I opened the door and walked in, I was stunned. This was not a room. It was obviously a blood room. The dark red color suddenly occupied all the places in my eyes, which made me feel like I wanted to vomit.

But I'm basically immune to everything now, so I don't feel any discomfort. After the initial instinctive surprise, I returned to a blank look. I slowly walked in and looked for the shadow of Zhang Jiewei in the blood-red room.

Now there are only three people left in the room. I saw him at once. He was sitting in a chair doing nothing, which was very inconsistent with his personality. But when he thinks of what Xiao Tiao just said, it's easy to understand. It's not that he doesn't want to do anything, but because he has nothing to do.

Now the protagonist is a small setback.

As soon as Xiao Frustration came in, Zhang Jiewei immediately stood up and asked, "Have you brought something?"

Xiao Fou nodded, and Zhang Jiewei immediately said to the other two, "Lao Zhang and Xiao Li, thank you for your hard work. You go first. Leave it to us here."

Lao Zhang and Xiao Li didn't say anything more. They just nodded and left.

After they left, they closed the door, and then took out the detection plate from the cloth bag.

At this time, I suddenly felt the real meaning of establishing a secret service office, which was a small setback. Although this idea is illogical, it is true.

In the form of crime, there are only two categories, one is non-violent crime and the other is violent crime. In the municipal bureau, there are departments such as the Economic Crime Investigation Department for non-violent crimes, and the Criminal Investigation Bureau and other departments for violent crimes. Since the two major forms of crimes have been carved up by the above departments, the secret service is simply a department that does not need to exist, but it exists again, which shows that it has a reason for its existence.

That is to say, it is not a non-violent crime nor a violent crime, but another form of crime!

This form of crime cannot exist in textbooks, but it does not mean that it really does not exist.

Since it exists, someone needs to handle it, and among all the personnel of the secret service, except for a small setback, I can't find anyone associated with it.

He is the real protagonist!?

Zhang Jiewei said, "Let's start."

From beginning to end, Zhang Jiewei didn't look at me, as if whether I came or not had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Frustle took the detection disk in his hand and began to turn around the whole house. At this time, my attention turned to the scene in the house with his movement.

This is an ordinary house with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. Maybe there used to be a happy family of three living here, but now it has become ferocious.

There are blood stains in the house, and there are bright red blood marks on the walls, floors and ceilings. Red blood and white walls and bright beige floor tiles are mixed together, making the whole color of the house more strange and horrible. The whole house feels like a sea of blood, and it is bloody everywhere. The white walls form strange shapes under the division of blood, like a white demon that eats people without spitting out bones. In particular, the blood hanging on the ceiling is not completely solidified. The snake stamens are shaking in mid-air and will fall on your neck if you are not careful.

I can't imagine what a tragic massacre happened in this ordinary house! According to my experience, there are at least 20 liters of ** spilled on walls, floors and ceilings, and the blood of the human body can never reach this amount, unless the blood of five adults is drained. However, according to Xiao Frustration, there is only one dead person here, who reported the case after his family came back.

I think the murderer should twist the flesh, flesh and bones of the victim into juice, then stir the broken bones with the blood, and then spread it on the wall. Maybe he sprinkled it out with a big ladle.

This is true, because no body has been found here, and no footprints or suspicious traces have been found. Even the best trace experts in the bureau have not found any flaws here.

I can't help but think of the murder case in Jiada's dormitory. The murderer left calmly through a channel that I didn't know in a few seconds. There was still no answer until You Qiaolin was caught. I know he won't say it, because even if he dies, he will make us live in painful suspicion forever.