Hunting down the Northwest Wilderness

When I came to Cuiwei Garden again, normal life has resumed here, and the neighbors seem to be very taboo about homicides—it’s human nature, who would like a homicide to happen at their doorstep?In five or ten years, second-hand housing prices will fall.

Lu Shigang's house still retains its original condition. The corpse was removed. For the sake of the health of the residents in the building, the ground was also tidied up. After all, corpse fluid left on the ground is a hidden source of infection.

When the door was opened, there was still a faint stench entering the nostrils.

This is a very simple three-bedroom-one-living room-the decoration is there, but it is not high-end, the electrical appliances are five or six years ago, the air conditioner is the oldest, and the air outlet has turned yellow.

The sofa and curtains are also the soft texture of old fabrics. They have been washed clean and still stick to their posts. Under the sun, the sparse lines of the fabrics after excessive starching can be seen.

"Master Kuo." Fang Lingshu leaned against the window: "Evaluate, how is this house?"

Kevin is no stranger to murder scenes, but he is not very polite to civilian houses. He looked at Lu's house a little, and commented implicitly: "As an ordinary citizen's house, there are no defects, but in terms of Lu's income , it's a little tasteless."

As he spoke, he pointed to the shabby curtains: "A real miser."

"What the hell, the new painting on the tree wall is not old, this person must be the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Chinese people pay attention to not revealing their wealth, okay?" Fang Lingshu raised his chin slightly, and pointed to the freehand ink painting on the wall: "You Don't look at his shabby furniture, look at the paintings on the wall, they are all old and framed, maybe they are worth a lot!"

As he said that, he cast a wink at Kevin: "Speaking of which, Uncle Zou, you are so handsome, any house will look radiant to you."

"Where is it?" Kevin said modestly, "My sweetheart standing here is like a cute lamb in an idyllic pastoral."

Both of them laughed, this appearance cannot be seen by others.Frankly speaking, as a victim, Lu Shigang should seek justice for him, but he covered up the real culprit and begged for Luo Xiaoning's life, Zou Fang and Zou Fang somewhat disdain him.

And Zou Kaiwen's heart suddenly moved—why did he feel that this room has the feeling of pastoral?

"Lu Shigang's building materials company earns 500 million yuan a year when its performance is good. If you are the one to control this income, how should the house be decorated?"

"Well, baby, you've got me wrong. I'm just a enjoyer of the wealthy class, not a builder." Kevin said unhurriedly: "Lu not only has to bear Luo's medical expenses, but also may have many shady expenses. , He is frugal with money, which is justified."

"From the perspective of the age of the furniture, he has been saving money not just for a day or two, but has been saving money. In recent years, the savings have been particularly strong, so the update of home appliances stopped five or six years ago. In other words, at least two to three years ago, Lu Shigang is already picking money between his teeth." Fang Lingshu scratched his bangs: "He might want to immigrate——Liang Xu once mentioned that he told Liang Feng that he wanted his son to go abroad. Do you think that would be the case? Since then, the murderer has been threatening Lu Shigang?"

He said this, but Kevin ignored him.

Fang Lingshu pretended that he hadn't heard, and stretched out his voice coquettishly: "Uncle Zou - did you hear?"

Kevin walked to the wall, not knowing what he was doing.

Fang Lingshu curled her bangs, and called out long and short, "Husband—my dear—I'm talking to you."

Kevin still didn't answer him.

Fang Lingshu yelled angrily: "Zou Dagou! What are you doing?!"

Only then did Kevin wake up, and he called softly, "Honey, come and see this painting."

"what happened?"

"This painting...is it...sheep?" Kevin said intently, "Lamb...andsheep."

If you draw a sheep, you can draw a sheep. What kind of foreign fart does it come out of nowhere?Fang Lingshu walked quickly to Zou Kaiwen's side, looked at it for a while, and suddenly understood what the other party meant.

"I thought this room was weird just now." Zou Kaiwen looked around: "It seems to be full of animal decorations."

Yes, that is sheep.

The simple "sheep" does not have a special meaning, but when you say "lamb" and "sheep", there is a bit of religious meaning in it.

Christianity often refers to the sheep as a symbol, the lamb symbolizes Jesus, and the sheep symbolizes believers.

Fang Lingshu also followed his gaze to inspect the room—indeed, the sofa cover was embroidered with sheep patterns, and the curtains were also abstracted with three sheep Kaitai. They went to the bathroom, and the lamp holder was decorated with a small copper lamp. sheep head.

For the Chinese, the sheep symbolizes auspiciousness and good luck, so the previous inspections did not think about religion at all.

"These patterns are very Chinese, but this painting is really intriguing." Kevin returned to the front of the painting: "Look at these fallen sheep, that's not a healthy state."

Looking at all the pictures of sheep in the room, most of them have their eyes closed, not as lively as the totems of the zodiac.

—they are "sick lambs."

"Christian?"

"No...it's a Catholic symbol, it's the sinner and the penitent."

"..."

Bold guess, indeed, if it is not mentioned, no one will think in this direction at all.But Lu Shigang's family really favors sheep too much. At first glance, he looks like a paranoid sick sheep.

It is reasonable to say that he used this pattern as a decoration of religious symbols.

"There is no statue of the Virgin Mary, but there is a cross." Kevin pointed to the ceiling: "It's a weird decoration, he hangs the cross in the sky."

Fang Lingshu looked along his fingers—really, in the rectangular living room, the pine ceiling stands high in the shape of a cross.In contrast, the veneer and furniture panels are all ordinary poplar.

"Pine, this is the most common substitute for gopher wood and cedar wood." Kevin raised his head and smiled, "He is a very devout believer."

The hidden cross looks down from the zenith, and all who live under it are sinners.

This is Lu Shigang's church.

Kevin leaned against the wall, looking up at the nameless cross: "Lu once went to work in the Southwest, and if, as you guessed, he served as a mercenary in the Kokang area, then he had many opportunities to get in touch with Catholicism there."

The Kokang area has been colonized for a long time, and the local militants have a complex composition. In order to survive, superstition is very rampant.In addition to Buddhism, which is popular in Southeast Asia, Christianity and Catholicism are also very popular.

Faintly, they seem to have grasped the clue.

"The police in Chang'an searched this place before, and they didn't have any diaries or letters, and they couldn't find any clues in call records or text messages." Fang Lingshu followed behind him: "You think Lu Shigang is a secret Catholic?"

"Like me, he just wants to feel better, but he is not willing to strictly abide by the teachings." Kevin stretched his arms, and held Fang Lingshu in his arms and turned around: "For opportunistic believers like us, the best Confession is what soothes the soul. Darling, look from my direction—"

Fang Lingshu was slightly startled unconsciously.

Among all the house types in Cuiwei Garden, this house is not the best, it can even be said to be garbage.Because it has a useless cloakroom, cramped and dark.

Most of the residents have converted this room into a storage room, while Lu Shigang's family has renovated it into a small study.

From the angle at this moment, this study looks like a dark cave, and it also looks like a special room in a religious place.

—the confessional.

Kevin took out two pairs of gloves as if by magic, and put one of them on Fang Lingshu: "Sweetheart, let's get to work!"

After searching for two hours, not only the study was searched, but even the bathroom and kitchen were not spared. Kevin studied the painting carefully again, inside and out.

They found a steel cross and put it in an account book. The workmanship of the cross was rough and the surface was rusted. Without the religious filter, it was no different from an ordinary bookmark.

Kevin sealed up the entire account book: "Good evidence, clip it, don't make a mistake about the number of pages."

Other than that no results.

Fang Lingshu didn't understand what this meant, and the two brought them out, and he couldn't help complaining: "FBI, I searched it myself, and believed it, right? The Chang'an police are not idiots, are they?"

Kevin took off the gloves for him, and smiled softly: "I have to check it myself to confirm what I have in mind. There are no diaries and letters in the room, that's right - believers don't write their confessions in diaries .”

Fang Lingshu looked at him amusedly: "Then we are going to visit all the Catholic churches in Chang'an?"

Don't be funny, the priest is not mentally handicapped, cheating on you, the priest may cover it up for you, Lu Shigang really went to the church to confess the murder, it's strange that the priest didn't call the police.

Kevin caught him back and held his hand: "Of course not in the church, there is a more convenient place."

"where?!"

Kevin didn't speak, just laughed, the two entered the elevator, and he suddenly gave Fang Lingshu a wall thump.

"Let me kiss you and I'll tell you."

"Get out! This is an elevator!"

Without turning his head, Kevin pressed the elevator up and down again: "I also got the evidence that Lu Shigang went to Myanmar, please let me kiss you obediently, and I will exchange information with you."

"It's almost time to get off work...someone will come in."

"—Promise me, and there will be an answer. If you don't agree, I will forcefully kiss you."

Fang Lingshu looked at him blushing: "Then it's settled, just kiss."

Kevin didn't bargain with him, let's not talk nonsense, he lifted Fang Lingshu's chin, and kissed it silently.

Mr. Zou kept his word, he only wanted a kiss, not quantity, but quality.The kiss was long and lingering, and the elevator opened and closed behind their backs.Fang Lingshu was so flustered that he was going to explode, but such a long kiss like an affair was really exciting and sweet.

The elevator went up to the 12th floor.

It was rare to be alone, without the supervision of the doctor and the old man, and no one came in, only the camera was innocently given dog food.

Kevin kissed him on the lips, without saying a word, and unbuttoned his collar with one hand.

Fang Lingshu didn't dare to speak loudly, fearing that there would be people outside the elevator, so he could only beg him in a low voice: "Don't say goodbye, Uncle Zou, there are cameras."

"This place originally belonged to me." Kevin blocked him in the corner: "He must have touched it several times when he sewed you up. Do you think I really won't be jealous?"

Flying jealously, Fang Lingshu was speechless.

Kevin buried his head in his neck, and there was a quick, numb tingling, which he knew was a hickey.The warm lips went all the way down, going deeper.

Gently, it was kissing under the wound.

An unmistakable kiss, away from the wound but close to the sensitive point of the chest.Tongue touches it, moistly, wrapping it.

Fang Lingshu couldn't help grasping Kevin's broad back.

The elevator went up and down several times before the two of them slipped out. Both of them had happy faces, as if they had done some kind of love exercise.

"It's only a one-time agreement, and I've kissed so many." Fang Lingshu asked for the debt as soon as he came out: "Tell me quickly, if it's not a church, where is it?"

Mr. Zou said with a relaxed expression, "Have you ever heard of an online confessional room?"

"..."

This idea is so hasty, Fang Lingshu felt a little dizzy, if Lu Shigang really left a confession record about the crime on the Internet, there would be nowhere to find it, and it would take no effort to get it.

"China uses a real-name system to access the Internet. Why didn't the Internet police pay attention to what he posted online?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about the Internet confession room?" Kevin laughed: "It is simply a fantasy novel creation website, and many people with empty hearts are talking nonsense on it. When you left me, I often Doing creative work in the confessional room."

"...What did you create?"

"Create how I tied you to the bed, made you cry, and dropped a hundred of you from the sky, and I had the joy of hugging you left and right."

"..."

What kind of coquettish operation are you doing? Are you pissing off Christ's eyes? !

""My Little Devil Lover", "Into the Purgatory of Love", "Sweet Sins for Love"." Mr. Zou shook his head: "My confession is unlocked, the above is the topic of my confession, Got a lot of hits!"

"Enough! You bastard!"

Fang Lingshu plugged his ears with a blushing face, and the residents of Cuiwei Garden only saw a red-faced policeman rushing out of the building, followed by a proud gentleman behind him.

"According to your description, he did not resist Liang's attack at all, which shows that he has a strong sense of atonement. Without diaries and letters, he would definitely leave records on the Internet."

——Yes, since the Qujiang case, the Changan police have always regarded Lu Shigang as the victim, and the Qujiang case is related to the previous Jinchuan serial murder case, so the scope of the search has always been based on real interpersonal relationships.

Fat Goose and WeChat also checked, but no one thought about anonymous websites.

"In addition, Lu has indeed been to Burma." They went out along the lawn path to the door, and Kevin held the account book he found: "This cross is made of bullet casings. Among the weapons used by the Kokang Army, there are very old WWII weapons. This steel shell comes from the American-made M3 submachine gun."