The last two people finally left. In the parking lot next to the seawall, Gu Yu looked at the deserted beach. He got off the rented small-displacement car and walked towards the beach.
Hope the police left some clues for him there.
Put on the shoe covers, pull off the cordon, and walk towards the center step by step.
The beach is unfolded in a geometric pattern, and several pits have been dug neatly.
Counted, ten pits.
In other words, the corpse was broken down into ten parts.
Looking towards the sea, these pits are also regular.
If you didn't guess wrong.
The first pit on the side near the sea is for the heads of the dead.
The next three pits are the left and right upper limbs and the torso.
Two pits further down are the two hands of the deceased.
There are two pits going down in turn, which are the left and right lower limbs of the deceased.
The last two pits are the two feet of the deceased.
It seems that they are arranged in order from head to toe, but there should be other intentions.
This arrangement is no stranger to Gu Yu.
Seven years ago, he had seen similar arrangements many times.
According to his final conclusion, this is the grid of the hopscotch game that girls used to play when they were young.
Same modus operandi, meaning that person showed up.
For seven full years, it was so long that he thought that something happened to that person, or that he had gone to another world.
If that person's appearance was aimed at him, then this female corpse would most likely belong to Lan Mei.
Yes or no, of course he can't go to the police station to identify, there are ways.
In the pit at the front, with a plastic shovel on the edge of the beach, I rummaged through the pits, and finally found a few hairs with hair follicles in the pit at the front.
Take it back and do a dna with Dan Bao's hair, whether Lan Mei can test it.
When I went back to Tinghaiju, the store was quite busy. At this time, it was thanks to my mother-in-law.
As expected of a family, Lan Junfang cooks well.
The permanent resident on the second floor is a literary youth who writes novels. His original name was registered, but no one could remember it. What was remembered was his special pseudonym¡ªGuan Zi.
Guan Zi was sitting in front of the tea table in the corridor in the courtyard making tea for himself. When he saw Gu Yu, he smiled.
"Boss, the dishes cooked by your husband's mother are really delicious, like my mother's taste. Especially the braised pork, which is fat but not greasy, almost made me cry."
"Well, as long as you eat well."
Guan Zi asked again: "Will your mother-in-law live here forever?"
"I don't know, I think after Lan Mei comes back, she will probably leave!"
"Oh, where is the proprietress? I haven't seen her all day."
"Uh, she has some things to deal with in her hometown, so she's going back."
Guan Zi changed the subject, and said rather mysteriously: "Old Gu, have you heard? There was a murder in Sunny Bay, and a beautiful woman was amputated. What kind of murderer is this, so perverted?"
Gu Yu didn't want to answer, Guan Zi said again: "I saw you."
After saying this, Gu Yu was startled: "Did you go to the scene?"
Guan Zi continued: "Old Gu, I'm writing detective novels. How can I be missing from this kind of real case? When I went, I saw you among the crowd."
Gu Yu laughed in his heart, even writing detective novels, the level of elementary school students is not as good, he really can't figure it out, who gave him the confidence to write detective novels?
Guan Zi recently serialized a novel on a certain website called "Guan Detective". Even looking for thieves who steal food.
The novel he wrote has a gross relationship with the murder.
Guan Zi smiled mysteriously: "Hey, Lao Gu, you don't look like the kind of spectator! How is it? Did you gain anything?"
"No, I just passed by when I was exercising, and I stopped by to have a look. There were so many people watching, I didn't see anything."
A man who doesn't gossip is not a bad novelist.
Guan Zi continued to say mysteriously: "Old Gu, I heard that the one who died was a young girl who was very beautiful, like a fairy."
"Oh, is it so?"
"I heard that there is a red ribbon tied on the head, which is scary enough."
"Hmm."
Gu Yu stopped and listened to the following: "I went earlier than you, and there were not many people at that time. I saw a policeman dig out that foot, and there was a tattoo on the snow-white ankle."
"What tattoo?"
"I was far away and couldn't see clearly. I only saw a black mark. Two police officers were muttering that it was a tattoo."
"anything else?"
"besides?"
"I mean what else have you found out?"
"No, the police took over the cordon and saw nothing."
Lan Junfang stood at the door and looked at Gu Yu with a worried look on her face.
The pipes are endless.
Passed a cup of tea to Gu Yu: "Old Gu, don't tell me, this murder case really inspired me. Next, I'm going to write a story about Mrs. Zhang's dog being chopped up and divided into several large pieces and buried in the vegetable field." , will definitely catch fire."
Gu Yu didn't want to talk nonsense with him.
"Great writer, since you have inspiration, why are you still sitting here?"
"Isn't it true that before you came, I didn't get inspiration? You are right, I have to write it down, otherwise I will forget it after chatting for a while."
After Guan Zi left, Lan Junfang rushed over immediately.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"not yet."
"I left some food for you, but I don't know if it suits your taste."
"It's okay, I won't pick. Where's Dan Bao?"
"Sleeping."
"Going to bed so early?"
"After returning from kindergarten, I played with the granddaughter of Aunt Wang's house next door for half a day. I was tired and went to bed early."
Guan Zi was right. After all, the mother-in-law used to run a restaurant with Lan Mei's father, and her skills were even better than Lan Mei's.
During the meal, Lan Junfang sat across from Gu Yu and stared at him, really uncomfortable.
"Auntie, what do you do?"
Lan Junfang looked at Xiao Zhao who was looking at his mobile phone at the bar, but really didn't ask.
"It's okay, I'll clean up after you finish eating."
The TV on the wall was broadcasting social news. Coincidentally, it happened to be the news of the discovery of the mutilated body in Sun Bay.
Lan Junfang stared at the screen fixedly, her thoughts were written all over her face.
The characteristics of the victim were described in the news, and the real face was mosaiced. But the most important feature is still expressed.
For example, that ring, that tattoo.
The host finally expressed the intention of the police, meaning that the identity of the deceased has not been determined, and he hopes that someone he knows or the family of the deceased will contact the police.
Gu Yu has seen the ring before. He and Lan Mei went to Haiyang City Jewelry City to buy it before receiving the certificate.
The price is not expensive, it is the kind that is close to the people.
Lan Mei didn't care, and she didn't even care about the formality.
Lan Mei immediately fell in love with the small ring inlaid with green gemstones. Her hand was small and white, and any ring would look good on it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com