Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

The second time, he went to K city on a business trip. This time, he just wanted to commit a crime.

He found an alley and found that there were very few people in the alley. He hid the hammer and waited at the entrance of the alley for an old woman to pass by, who was the same type as her mother.

Disgusting, so disgusting, he followed behind the old woman, raised a hammer, knocked it down, tore her stockings, and ran away quickly.

After doing it, there was only a short-term excitement, and he soon felt lost, as if he almost missed something.

He needs a process, a criminal process that he can recall later.

At that time, he was 25 years old and had a dead-end job as a manhole cover repairman. He had no girlfriend, no one liked him, and his mother often scolded him, so he did not dare to resist.

He is addicted to violent games and crime games, and he wants to bring the crimes in the games into reality.

It is necessary to commit a crime and not be caught by the police. So he escalated the difficulty of committing the crime.

The third time, he chose a more specific goal.

In 2002, when online chat rooms were just emerging, he went in and out of various chat rooms, chatting exclusively with lonely middle-aged women. He would ask a lot of questions to the female netizens and identified one, a middle-aged vocational high school teacher.

At that time, the Internet was a new thing, and netizens were keen to meet each other.

He made an appointment with the middle-aged vocational high school teacher, murdered her in the car, wiped off her fingerprints, and dumped her body.

He knew that the police could not find him. He was just a netizen, and he was only in an online chat room. Neither party left a phone number.

At that time, there was a lack of network surveillance, and no one knew about him.

After the third case was committed, he wanted to escalate the difficulty again and let the police know about him.

Upgrading again and again, to him, is like constantly breaking through levels and increasing the difficulty in a "game".

In the fourth case, he still chose to meet with netizens and commit murder.

This time, he left a can of Coke with his fingerprints and DNA on it, which he deliberately left behind. It's like a game of "hide and seek".

He chose the place to dump the body, under a manhole cover.

Because of his profession, he determined that the manhole cover was a cable manhole cover and that no one would find the body if it was left there for a long time.

It's just that the cable modification happened and the body was exposed in advance.

He read the newspaper every day. He was very excited. Even if the police found the body, they could not find him. He was hundreds of kilometers away in S city.

No one knows his identity.

Holding the newspaper and laughing, he walked across the road at a red light, but his legs were crushed by a speeding truck.

He didn't pay much money, he ran a red light, it was his life, it was retribution.

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And 20 years later, today in 2022, Yuan Fugui deduced the murderer Zhao Yue based on "a manhole cover".

The interrogation lasted four hours.

Zhao Yue talked about every case he had committed in the past. He explained it in detail. After explaining it, he said, "Okay, I made it very clear. Put me in jail. By the way, don't let my mother come." Come to me, I won’t see her, not even once.”

His mother divorced early and has been living with him. She is depressed and vents her emotions on her son.

The son endured mental torture and endured his mother's sudden emotional outburst, but it was not his mother who was at fault, but Zhao Yue.

He was unable to adjust his mentality. He combined the unsatisfactory work, his emotional unsatisfaction, and all the unsatisfactory experiences in his life with his mother's emotions and addiction to violent games, which led to the final distortion of his character.

He is a pitiful, hateful giant baby.

Yuan Fugui sighed. She looked at Zhao Yue's empty legs and asked the last question, "Half a month ago, how did you kill Chen Yanzhen, who was hundreds of kilometers away, and how did you leave shoe prints at the crime scene? , the fingerprint on the Coke can?”

A beam of light shone on Zhao Yue's face, flickering on and off. He smiled and said, "Yes, I killed Chen Yanzhen. Do you want to know how I killed her?"

"Confession is your only chance." Yuan Fugui said.

"Let everyone guess." Zhao Yue grinned.

Then he made a "zipper" sealing gesture and never mentioned a word about this case.

For him, he must have left a bad reputation at this point in his life.

The notorious Silk Stocking Killer, 20 years after losing his legs, actually committed a bizarre fifth murder across the city, leaving the police unable to solve it even if they tried. It must be quite a sensation.

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Ten o'clock in the evening, K City.

Xu Wenshan returns to the crime scene, the fifth murder case, Chen Yanzhen's home.

He put on his shoe covers and turned on the lights in the room. It was messy, with blood and handprints all over the floor. Although the blood had dried, you could still imagine the tragedy of the crime half a month ago.

Xu Wenshan had a special purpose for coming here this time. He was suspicious of someone.

Xu Wenshan walked to the wall, holding a flashlight and shining it on the mottled and peeling white paint. He looked very carefully, from top to bottom, looking at it as he walked.

Suddenly, he stopped.

He put on his gloves and reached out to touch. There was a shallow dent on the wall at a height of about 1.4 meters.

He stroked the dent. Could it be that this was really how the murderer committed the crime?

Xu Wenshan pointed the flashlight downwards. There was blood under the wall. The blood was in a splatter shape, as if a knife had been inserted into it and the blood spurted out and splashed onto the wall.

He took out a chemical bottle and extracted the blood stains on it.

Putting the bottle back in his pocket, he walked out of the crime scene.

If this is true as he speculated, then the murderer must not have been far away when he left.

Xu Wenshan continued to hold the flashlight and searched around the houses. There were vegetable fields nearby.

He used the light of his flashlight to shine on the soil in the vegetable field. Where would it be? He thought to himself.

Since the murderer committed the crime only a short time ago, he should not be buried very deep.

Xu Wenshan turned over the soil with his shoes, imagining where he would bury evidence of his crime if he were the murderer.

His foot stepped on a piece of soil, which seemed to have been turned over.

Xu Wenshan squatted down and dug the soil in the vegetable field with his gloved hands. Soon, his hands came into contact with something and he picked up a pair of black boots.

Sure enough, Xu Wenshan looked at the men's boots and sighed.

He got back in the car and drove toward the city. His mood was very depressed along the way, thinking about the murderer's method and reasons for committing the crime.

He knew the technique, and he guessed the reason.

Unconsciously, the car drove back to the downtown area and drove to the door of a ramen restaurant.

He got out of the car and entered the ramen restaurant. When he opened the door, he heard the sound of "ding" wind chimes.

On the bar table of the ramen restaurant, a man in a black windbreaker was sitting, eating ramen with his head down.

Xu Wenshan went over, sat down, and also ordered a bowl of ramen.

"Here we come," said the fat man.

"Yes."

"What's the case this time?" the fat man asked, scratching his noodles.

Xu Wenshan handed over Chen Yanzhen's photo, "Her name is Chen Yanzhen. She has been dead for half a month. She should still be living in the city of missing her."

"Do you know how she died?"

"I know."

"Then does Chen Yanzhen know who killed her?"

"She knows too."

The fat man picked up a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks and blew in some hot air, "Then what else do you want to ask?"

The waiter served the ramen.

Xu Wenshan took the chopsticks and spoon from the cutlery tube, lowered his head and ate the noodles without saying a word.

The fat man finished eating the noodles, wiped his mouth, and put away Chen Yanzhen's photo.

At this time, an old Oscar-winning movie - "The Silence of the Lambs" was playing on the TV in the ramen shop.