When Song Zhi woke up, his eyes were dark, his ears were noisy, and there was a faint sound of crying. She moved a little and found that her hands and feet were tied.
"woke up"
It¡¯s a man¡¯s voice.
Song Zhi tried to sit up, but her body couldn't lift up: "Where is this?"
She looked in the direction of the sound. There was a black cloth in front of her eyes, and she could only capture a very vague outline: "Who are you?"
?? Stretch out one hand.
She didn¡¯t hide. The black cloth on her eyes was pulled off, and the light suddenly stimulated her pupils. She subconsciously turned her head to avoid it.
"Hello, Miss Song Zhi."
Song Zhi looked up and saw the man's face clearly in the dazzling incandescent light.
He has very fair skin and wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"My name is Zeng Yu, and this is my studio."
It's him.
Song Zhi saw him once near the back door of Longhu Bay. It was that time that she accidentally saw Guan Fangting's business card.
She moved her eyes away from Zeng Yu's face and looked around.
This should be a basement. It is damp and cold, with no windows and no light. The walls are peeling off. There are several nude paintings of women hanging on the walls. The colors are very bold. There were several easels scattered on the ground, some of them covered with white cloth. There were paint trays next to the easels, and the paintbrushes were still wet.
Further to the left, there is an iron cage, and a woman is locked in the cage, completely naked.
"She is my new work." Zeng Yu pointed to the woman in the cage.
There were six paintings on the wall, and the seventh one was in the cage, but the police thought there were only five victims.
Zeng Yu whistled, sat in front of the easel, and mixed the paint, which was as red as blood. The girl in the cage sat blankly on a medical gurney covered with white sheets. Her eyes were distracted and her body was shaking. There were no external injuries on her body. She did not dare to scream, but she only dared to cover her mouth and sob.
The whistle stopped, Zeng Yu raised his head, his eyes behind the frame were very delicate: "Don't move, be good."
He put pen to paper and drew a woman¡¯s naked back.
Almost the entire task force was dispatched, and six hitchhikers were driving on the main road.
The colleague working in front of the computer suddenly changed his face: "Team Xu, there is a problem with the positioning."
Lao Xu¡¯s heart almost jumped out of his chest: ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±
"It may have been discovered."
*****
What is done above the basement? Why is there crying?
Song Zhi listened carefully, turned her head slightly, and saw the mirror behind her. She was still wearing the yellow dress used to record the show, with neat makeup and hair. She lowered her head and looked at her hair.
"Are you looking for this?" Zeng Yu put down the paint tray, then picked up a thumb-sized object from the ground, and wiped the red paint on it with the white cloth covering the easel.
It¡¯s Song Zhi¡¯s pink hairpin. The micro positioning behind the hairpin has been torn.
"Isn't it bad to be a big star? You have to play with the police." He wiped the paint on his hands on his apron. "They are so stupid. They have been following you since yesterday and they think I am blind."
He smiled.
The girl in the cage was shaking even harder.
"Don't play with them." He walked towards Song Zhi. Because he was very thin, his cheekbones were very high when he smiled, "Can you play with me?"
Song Zhi sat on the ground and kept moving back: "Don't come over!"
He laughed again.
The girl in the cage started screaming.
He bent down and clamped the hairpin on Song Zhi's head.
The issuing card was not given by Qin Su, but by Lao Xu from the task force. Song Zhi had lunch yesterday in the canteen of the police station.
After the meal, Pei Shuangshuang gave her a bottle of Wangzai milk.
She is in a daze.
Pei Shuangshuang gave a shout.
"I remembered."
"What?"
She remembered where she had seen Guan Fangting's name.
Wangzai didn¡¯t drink the milk, so she ran to the office of the Criminal Task Force. Everyone was busy. Recently, because of the imitation serial murder case, her colleagues had no lunch break at all.
The murderer is too arrogant and has committed crimes frequently recently, as if he is provoking.
The door of the small office was unlocked. The old detective, who was over fifty years old, knelt down while holding on to the table: "Old Xu, I can't wait any longer. Please help me, help me save Xiao Mian."
A few days ago, a disappearance case occurred. The missing woman¡¯s name is Wang Mian, a college student. Her father is the one kneeling down, Wang Pingqing, a veteran member of the task force.
Lao Xu quickly helped him up.??: "Get up and speak."
Wang Pingqing is approaching retirement age, but he is in good health. However, he has suddenly aged in the past few days and has gray hair.
"It's been seven days, my little Mian might, might"
Because the Song family and the Su family came to say hello, the serial murder case in Longhu Bay needs to be investigated secretly, so Wang Mian's disappearance has not been exposed for many days. However, major universities and units have received notices to ask women to pay more attention. , and strengthened night patrols in the imperial capital.
¡°But Wang Mian is still missing, but she is the daughter of a policeman, as if she is deliberately issuing a challenge.
Lao Xu didn¡¯t dare to say more, for fear that his old colleague wouldn¡¯t be able to bear it: ¡°Don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s not necessarily that guy who did it.¡±
Wang Pingqing is also a veteran policeman and is still confused: "It must be him. He is demonstrating against us because his case has not received public attention in the Song family, so he has targeted my daughter. He wants to take revenge on our police. .¡±
After the murderer killed someone, he would hang the body in a conspicuous place. A criminal psychologist analyzed that the murderer was not only arrogant and conceited, but also wanted to attract attention.
Song Zhi knocked on the door.
Lao Xu and Wang Pingqing turned to look at the door.
She came in: "Captain Xu, can we talk?"
Afterwards, some members of the task force held a small meeting to discuss catching the fraudster in the afternoon. Song Zhi was also there, and Pei Shuangshuang went to buy afternoon tea.
At about two o'clock, the memories were over, and Song Zhi's lunch break was over. She went to find a quiet place behind the police station and called Qin Su.
"Hello."
Song Zhi knelt down, picked up a stone and scribbled on the ground: "What are you doing?"
"I'm working on a manuscript." Qin Su asked, "Are you still at the police station?"
"Well, I will go on a mission with the criminal investigation team later."
"What mission?"
Song Zhi said: "Go and catch a fraudster." She really wanted to catch a fraudster in the afternoon, and she also really wanted to gain practical experience.
He warned: ¡°When they are performing their tasks, stay away.¡±
She hesitated for a long time and did not say anything about the serial murder case: "I don't have to get out of the car. Shuangshuang, I, and another police officer are waiting in the car."
¡°You have to be careful then.¡±
"Um."
Since then, the police have been secretly following Song Zhi. She didn't mention a word to Qin Su. If she mentioned this plan, it would definitely be ruined because he would never agree.
Ling Yao was also unaware.
Now that Song Zhi had lost contact, she kicked the door of Lao Xu's office: "Whose idea was it?"
It just so happens that the director is also here.
The director remained silent. He was a little scared of these officials.
Lao Xu said: "Miss Song proposed it herself."
Song Zhi also wanted to hide it from Ling Yao.
Ling Yao wanted to kick her: "You just let her go if she asks?"
Old Xu also knew that what he did was wrong, but it was the daughter of his old teammate who was missing: "Wang Mian has been missing for eight days. If the first scene is not found again, the person may -"
"Then we can't let her go looking for it." Ling Yao's eyes were full of anger, and he glanced over and burned the director together. "She is not the policeman who receives the national salary."
The director took a sip of tea to relieve his tension.
"Bureau Chen," the colleague below ran in in a panic, "the old man of the Song family is here."
Director Chen wants to take the blame and resign.
The old man was accompanied by Song Zhongchu and came with a cane. There was no other emotion on his face except anxiety. I didn¡¯t hold him accountable. I held Director Chen¡¯s hand when he came in, his eyes were red.
"Bureau Chen, my granddaughter wants to trouble you so much."
"It's a lie to say that he can't break out in a cold sweat. Bureau Chen plans to turn around and kick Old Xu to death: "Mr. Song, don't worry."
How can the old man feel relieved? The hand holding the crutch is trembling. His blood pressure was high, and Ling Yao was worried that he couldn't bear it.
"Grandpa, please go home and rest first. I will let you know as soon as possible if there is any progress."
The old man sat down directly: "I'll wait here."
Director Chen felt as if a stone weighing a thousand kilograms was pressed on his heart. He brought the old man a cup of tea: "Mr. Song, sit here while I go out to arrange work."
The old man patted his hand: "It's troublesome."
It¡¯s trouble.
In fact, Song Zhi¡¯s method is very reasonable. The problem lies in the fact that the police underestimated the criminal¡¯s high IQ.
Director Chen first arranged for people to search for clues again to see if there were any new discoveries. He also sent a request for help to the SWAT team and other detachments, and mobilized all available police forces.
The SWAT team has a headache: "How should we find it? There are no clues at all."
Director Chen said: "Even if we dig out the imperial capital inch by inch, we still have to dig out people."
The SWAT team said nothing more and went to "dig" people.
The atmosphere in the entire police station was tense.
Lao Jiang said to Lao Xu in private: "Mr. Song is quite¡ª¡ª"
It means that the old man didn't get angry or blame him.
Director Chen answered quietly from behind: "Do you have a good temper?"
hehe.
I have never seen the world.
"Something is going to happen to Song Zhi. I don't care about you, even if I take off this police uniform." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com).
The SWAT team has a headache: "How should we find it? There are no clues at all."
Director Chen said: "Even if we dig out the imperial capital inch by inch, we still have to dig out people."
The SWAT team said nothing more and went to "dig" people.
The atmosphere in the entire police station was tense.
Lao Jiang said to Lao Xu in private: "Mr. Song is quite¡ª¡ª"
It means that the old man didn't get angry or blame him.
Director Chen answered quietly from behind: "Do you have a good temper?"
hehe.
I have never seen the world.
"Something is going to happen to Song Zhi. I don't care about you, even if I take off this police uniform." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com