Chapter 13 Church Blood Case

My words are very light, but my words are so clear that she can't hear them clearly. Especially the last word, including my anger and sadness.

Zhang Hemei's body trembled again, and then looked at me in horror.

I also looked at her, and then penetrated the virtual music and light with my voice and hit her eardrums directly: "So, I want to know where the woman's head is in the story?"

Zhang Hemei finally collapsed. She suddenly screamed. Everyone looked over, and Zhao Shiya also ran over in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Shiya saw that things are unusual, so she changed the usual smile.

I didn't say anything, and so did Zhang Hemei. She still looked frightened, like a wounded bird. But I know that this bird changes at any time and will become a monster you can't imagine.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Shiya asked eagerly.

Seeing that neither of us was silent, Zhao Shiya pulled us and said, "Let's go inside."

Zhang Hemei stood up, but I said coldly, "Please answer me, where is your head?"

Zhao Shiya's face also changed. She pulled me and said, "What are you talking about? If you drink too much, go inside and sit inside."

Zhang Hemei suddenly covered her face and walked quickly to the inside of the bar. I had to follow up. Zhao Shiya whispered as she walked, "What's going on with you two? Everyone is here to have fun. There's no need to do this."

"You don't have to worry about this. If you want, you can sit down and listen."

Inside is the place where Zhao Shiya usually rests, which is very warmly decorated. When I went in, Zhang Hemei was sitting by the bed in a daze, as if she had experienced a very terrible thing, but I didn't think she had experienced it herself.

"Officer Wang, did He Mei do something?" Zhao Shiya sat at the head of the bed with Zhang Hemei and asked.

"No, I just want to ask her a question."

"He Mei, just say what you know. Officer Wang is a policeman. Don't be afraid to say anything."

At this time, Zhang Hemei suddenly raised her head and looked very tired. She said slowly, "Officer Wang, I know you may suspect me now, but I really don't know anything."

I can't believe what this woman said, but she doesn't have any doubts from beginning to end. The only doubt is the story, so I have to ask to the end.

"Then why did you tell that story? Why did the woman in the story have no head, and You Qiaolin hid my girlfriend's head again?"

Zhao Shiya listened, her eyes widened, and she was already motionless.

"That story was told by You Qiaolin. I just repeated it. I didn't know that he had this meaning at all. It's really terrible." When she said these words, Zhang Hemei's body kept shaking.

Suddenly she shouted, "I really don't know anything!" Then he hugged Zhao Shiya next to him and cried bitterly.

My brain suddenly stopped. It's not acting. She really didn't know it. And her explanation is indeed very reasonable. Who can tell that story besides You Qiaolin?

You Qiaolin has already thought about everything, including cutting off Xiaoxuan's head, and then fabricating a story to put the plot in. This perfectly explains why the plot in the story coincides with reality, and also proves that it is impossible for You Qiaolin to tell Zhang Hemei's logical reasoning directly about his criminal facts.

He just told Zhang Hemei this story that was highly integrated with reality, and then Zhang Hemei told me the story again. Zhang Hemei was just a narator, and she was not guilty.

But why did Zhang Hemei tell that story?

I'm embarrassed again. Although I don't like to think about things in bad ways, logic is not good or bad, only reasonable.

Zhang Hemei and I told this story the first time we met, which was obviously unreasonable. But it doesn't rule out accidental. Maybe she had to say that day that God couldn't do anything about it.

It's just that I can't let her go like this, and I have to continue to dig deep. I have to figure out what even God can't do, until everything comes to the truth, there is no doubt.

"Why did you tell that story?"

My determination is obviously not proportional to my wisdom. What God can do is to make my questions a little ridiculous and arrogant.

Zhang Hemei replied honestly, "Because you are a policeman, I want to talk about something related to the case."

The question is ridiculous, but the answer is seamless.

I was lost in thought. The complexity of the whole thing was beyond my intellectual scope. I thought hard and looked for the key.

At this time, Zhao Shiya persuaded her, "Officer Wang, He Mei and I are good friends. I know she will never do bad things."

I didn't plan to recruit troops for the time being, so I said coldly, "You Qiaolin also regarded him as a good person before things were exposed, and he was a very good person."

Zhao Shiya glanced at me and ignored me.

Zhang Hemei said, "Officer Wang, I really didn't expect you to be so hurt. I can only say I'm sorry."

I don't say anything. Now I don't believe anyone or anything. I just want to find Xiaoxuan's head. But my ability makes me feel ashamed. I always wander outside God's will and sink into confusion.

I sighed and said, "You're right. I'm suspicious." Now, I can only take a step back and then wait for the opportunity to move.

Zhang Hemei breathed a sigh of relief. She held the head of the bed, looked at me quietly, and then said, "I want to go to her grave to worship."

This sentence quickly disintegrated the wall in my heart, because a person who respects the dead must be a person who respects life. At this moment, I almost dispelled all doubts about Zhang Hemei, but I had to go through this level to understand the truth of the matter.

When I walked out of Lan Guiren, it was already late. It was almost 1:00 p.m. Although I haven't eaten, I don't feel hungry. I walked to the police car when a taxi passed by and almost hit me.

Looking at the faraway taxi, I suddenly felt that I had found something, so I thought desperately and finally reminded me.

I remember that day, I took a taxi to Lan Guiren, and then I met Zhang Hemei. According to the previous analysis, if You Qiaolin intends to arrange for me to meet Zhang Hemei in Languiren, then he must find the taxi driver. If the taxi driver can prove that someone instructed him to drive me, then he can be sure that there is a prior agreement between Zhang Hemei and You Qiaolin, or he will inform Zhang Hemei after I get on the car.

This is very simple, because if Zhang Hemei is innocent, then it is impossible for her to know that I am going to Lan Guiren that day, or that I can't know that I will take a taxi, let alone sit there and wait for me, and the story will never come to my ears.

However, the relationship between You Qiaolin and Zhang Hemei is so close that he must know her living habits and that she likes to drink with Lan Guiren when she has nothing to do. Then he dragged my blind cat over and just bumped into Zhang Hemei, a dead mouse. This is also possible, and this may throw Zhang Hemei out of the whole game and make her an outsider.

Zhang Hemei, what kind of woman are you???

It seems that it is very necessary for me to meet You Qiaolin. I don't know if this guy has recovered at all now?

At this time, Xiaotiao called: "Brother Lei, what are you busy with?"

"Is there anything wrong?" I'm so upset now that I'm not in the mood to chat with him.

"It's a small matter. Can you come over for a while?"

"What's the matter? Make it clear. I'm busy."

"I found that it's a little abnormal here. I'm afraid that one person can't handle it, so please do me a favor."

I know that this guy is investigating the 'Death' case. What he said is abnormal must have something to do with that, and the consequences may be a big problem, so he quickly asked for the address, told him to wait until I arrived before acting, and then drove away.

When he saw Xiao Fou, he was standing alone on the street. If he hadn't been wearing a police uniform, I would have thought he was an obscene bus brother.

With a squeak, Xiao Tiao got in flexibly, and then pointed to the back and said, "That direction."

I drove the car around in front and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I just received a phone call from Lord Jiang, saying that the priest of the church was killed!"

I shook my hand and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, but we have been to the church. That place is very evil."

"Oh, it turns out that your boy is afraid, so he asked me to be bold."

"Because I have never been with foreign ghosts, I don't know their depth."

"Fuck you, what a foreign monster, this may be the bureau laid by the criminals, which makes us think that it is done by ghosts, thus confusing the direction of tracking."

Since I learned from the forensic doctor Lin Shuqing that there are various grinding methods for grinding the bones, I have doubts about the judgment of the ghost crime. It's just that there is no news from the stone factory yet, so it can't be final for the time being.

"I hope so, too. Who would like to deal with this foreign thing?"

As I spoke, I thought, "Why was the priest killed? The unpleasant smell was because we found it there, and he knew something, so he was silenced; or after we met him, he observed carefully and found something, so he was killed."

But no matter which one, it is not good news, because it indirectly proves that the case is related to 'Death'.

At the thought of the gloomy and tall church, I felt uncomfortable and retreated: If it really has something to do with 'Death', then what am I involved in as a mortal?

"Little frustration, I think we should apply to the bureau for a mage." I'm very serious.

"Don't joke. I dare not tell the bureau about my current equipment. If it is known, it will definitely be confiscated."

"Cut, do you think the bureau doesn't know that little thing? You know why it is characterized as a mysterious case because they want to use your things. They just pretend not to know, so that if something goes wrong, they can push it away.

Xiao Frustration was a little stunned: "Really? What should I do?

I saw that this guy is really not ordinary and simple. After such a long time, I don't even understand such a simple thing. It seems that Chinese ghosts don't have a high IQ, otherwise they would have played this guy to death.

"Don't think too much about what you should do. In case you really meet it, you can accept it. It's important to save your life."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Lei, for your advice!"

The police car roared and came to the church. The church, which had few people, is now more lonely because of the murders, like a medieval castle in a bustling downtown.

At this time, the on-site survey team had arrived, and I went in after lighting up my ID card.

It was the priest who came into contact with us that day who was killed. He died in his room, but it was not a strange way to die. It was a short knife ten centimeters long behind his back that made him see God in advance.

The knife was inserted in a very accurate position, just through the gap in the shoulder blades, and then stabbed the priest's fragile heart. Because his heart was broken, his eyes, nose and mouth oozed blood.

The body was quietly lying on the table, stabbed with at least 30 knives, and large and small blood holes were all over the body. The old man's blood was not much. These more than 30 blood holes had already flowed his blood to the ground. The blood on the ground was dark red, not as red as that of his youth. It seemed to indicate that the end of his life was ahead, but he could not reach it by himself, but was sent away with a violent assassination.

There was no clutter in the whole room, and everything was in order, indicating that the deceased did not make a final struggle. But behind this calm is more cruel blood and ruthlessness, because the other party is very likely to be the person believed by the priest, otherwise it is impossible to silently sneak into the room to launch an attack.

Forensic doctor Lin Shuqing pointed to the dense blood hole all over his body and said, "These are not fatal injuries. The murderer seems to be just for stabbing him. Only the last knife is fatal."

"In this case, the priest should scream before he dies. Why didn't anyone hear it?"

Lin Shuqing gently turned the head of the body over. I turned my head and saw that the priest's mouth was blocked by a rag that wiped the floor, which was too big, so it cracked the priest's mouth.

The torn corners of the mouth are bloody. Because they are stretched rather than cut, some of the meat is turned out and exposed blue and white broken tendons.

I can't imagine how severe the pain will be when a person's mouth is burst like this, and the deceased is still an elderly man who was subjected to such a brutality. This is simply not something that people can do!

There was a colic in my heart, and the corners of my mouth were faintly painful, as if it was torn by my own.

Lin Shuqing sighed and then put the priest's head down.

"Have you found anything?" My voice is very light, but my tone is very heavy. In the face of such a violent act, I must get justice for the dead.

"No." Lin Shuqing's answer was very fast and straightforward, which means that the scene could not be clean.

I was shocked that in the 'Death' case, in addition to the way of death, another feature is that there is no trace at the scene. And although the body of the deceased exists in this case, it also leaves no trace. Is this a coincidence, or...?

I frowned, walked carefully around the room, and then looked at me puzzledly. I knew there must be no harvest, so I said, "Let's go to the attic on the roof again."

Although I don't want to go to that horrible place again, I have to go for the body that has been subjected to inhuman abuse, otherwise I don't deserve this suit.

Hearing this, the two of us walked out of the priest's room and went to the top floor.

After arriving at the top floor, I looked up at the wooden door, which quietly pressed there and cut off my contact with the top.

What is hidden on it?