ancient criminal minds

Because of Dendrobium's stop, Bao Zheng looked serious: "What's wrong?"

Dendrobium blinked: "I don't know."

Bao Zheng almost slackened the anger he had gathered just now, and just wanted to teach Shi Hu a good lesson, but found that he had already gone to look at the altar.

Bao Zheng was thrown aside by him, very embarrassed: "I said..."

"Bang!" cut him off.

"Who?!"

Both of them became nervous, Bao Zheng raised his knife and slowly approached the place where the sound came from, bypassing the statue of Guanyin, and with a "gudong", a figure rolled out of the statue of Guanyin.

Bao Zheng slashed down subconsciously with the knife, but because the moonlight was reflected on the knife surface, he saw the man's face clearly, stopped his hand in a hurry, and called out his identity aloud.

"Master Lu!!"

Before he could figure out how Lu Zheng would appear in this place, a small exclamation came from Dendrobium behind him, and he hurriedly turned his head, only to find a black shadow crawling out of the ruins of the ruined temple, quickly heading towards run outside.

"Where are you running!" Bao Zheng glared angrily, and chased after the black shadow.

Dendrobium looked at the semi-conscious Lu Zheng at a loss, and finally walked over to carefully support him.A cut was made on Lu Zheng's forehead, blood flowed down his cheek, and a few strands of black hair stuck to it embarrassingly.

Dendrobium checked him again, and took his pulse again. He was sure that he had only one wound, and he must have been knocked unconscious. Then he was relieved. He knew that this young master was of noble status, and he didn't want to cause trouble for Big Brother Bao because of him.

Bao Zheng ran out of the ruined temple and lost it not long after. He was worried about the dendrobium and Lu Zheng in the ruined temple, so he came back soon.

Dendrobium is bandaging Lu Zheng, because Bao Zheng is often injured, he has gold sore medicine and bandages with him, which are just in handy now.

"Is he alright?" Bao Zheng looked at the pale Lu Zheng worriedly.

Dendrobium whispered: "It's better to send it to see a doctor..."

"You're right." Bao Zheng frowned, "Wait a minute, shouldn't we send him back to the British government..."

"Hmm..." Lu Zheng groaned, and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Lu, how are you?" Bao Zheng waved his palm in front of his eyes.

Lu Zheng only felt a splitting headache, his memory still stayed at the back door of the temple when he fell, when he saw the murderer rushing towards him, he threw the fire bag directly in desperation, he was lucky, The fire pocket that couldn't be ignited no matter how you blow it, actually ignited by itself, and the murderer was shaken back a step. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to run away, but was hit by something on the forehead, and passed out. Arrived at Bao Zheng and Dendrobium.

"What happened..." Lu Zheng sat up slowly leaning on the dendrobium, clutching his forehead and said in pain.

Bao Zheng told him what had happened, and then looked at Lu Zheng worriedly: "Young Master Lu, let's send you back first."

Lu Zheng touched the wound on his forehead, the previous fear seemed to have gradually faded away, and what was left was the excitement of eagerness to try and the gradual clarity of thinking.

"Wait first." Lu Zheng refused their support, stood up with the help of a pillar beside him, and then used the moonlight to look behind the Avalokitesvara statue, where a red cloth was originally wrapped, and the red cloth was also covered with Lu Zheng as he rolled down. Ripped it off, leaving only a big hole.

Lu Zheng reached in and touched it, as expected, compared to the dirty ruined temple, the hollow was very clean.

Bao Zheng was also stunned by this hole. When they checked the ruined temple earlier, they searched inside and out, but they never expected that there was something else behind the Guanyin statue.The size of this hole can hold a grown man, and Lu Zheng rolled out of the hole because his stature has not yet grown up.

Lu Zheng said to himself: "The murderer is about 30 years old and has an ordinary face. He lost his mother when he was young, and his father beat and scolded him, which made his character both cowardly and cruel. He joined the army when he grew up, so he should be on the battlefield He was injured, so he retired from the army and returned to his hometown. After returning to his hometown, the matchmaker told him about a beautiful girl, but this girl was not discreet, and she cheated on him with other men before she was married. He even found someone to beat him up. He couldn't stand it, and came to Yanjing because of some kind of chance. He lived a stable life for several years, and because he saw a situation similar to that of the past, the demons hidden in his heart could no longer be suppressed. Hold on, when he finds out, the killer has already been laid."

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, seeing Bao Zheng and Shi Hu staring at him blankly, he was a little embarrassed: "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"No...how did you guess it?" Bao Zheng stammered, "It's as if...as if you knew the murderer."

Lu Zheng was speechless for a moment. In this kind of dynasty, he probably didn't have the mentality to describe this kind of term. He really didn't know how to explain it to them.

Fortunately, Bao Zheng quickly changed to a new question: "Since the murderer killed someone, why did he come back? Isn't he afraid of being caught?"

Before Lu Zheng could answer, he heard Dendrobium beside him whisper: "Self-blasphemy."

"What?!" Bao Zheng almost choked on his own saliva.

The three walked around the Guanyin statue, and Dendrobium pointed to the white dirt on the table legs for them to see.

Bao Zheng was speechless. Although Lu Zheng had already guessed it, he was still taken aback by the murderer's heavy taste.

"That's it." Lu Zheng coughed, "The murderer originally regarded the Avalokitesvara as his mother, which was a manifestation of his cowardice, but when he committed the crime and experienced the pleasure, his brutal side began to gain the upper hand. He was obsessed with this feeling, so he committed crimes one after another, but all the cases after that brought him less pleasure than the first one, which is why he came back to this ruined temple."

"This... this..." Bao Zheng talked for a long time, but finally found that he still couldn't express his feelings in words.

"It's no longer a human being to kill innocent women for such a reason." Shi Hu suddenly said, "If he was afraid of killing the first time, then he was already intoxicated by it the next two times, and even retained the consciousness of those girls. , let them watch their skin being peeled off."

Both Lu Zheng and Bao Zheng were stunned.

"What did you say?!"

Dendrobium's voice was extremely calm: "In the first case, the blood was almost here. The murderer should have skinned the deceased some time after his death. In the second and third cases, the scene was almost full of blood, and a dead person could not bleed out. With so much blood, although the deceased in the third incident had the appearance of suffocation, he was not strangled to death, but died after the blood was exhausted."

Both Lu Zheng and Bao Zheng felt a chill spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Dendrobium went on to say: "In addition, the murderer's arm should have been injured. When he wanted to strangle the No. 1 deceased, his arm should have been scratched by the hairpin of the deceased." He took out a copper hairpin wrapped in a handkerchief.

Bao Zheng couldn't help shouting: "Where did you find the hairpin?!"

The professional appearance of Dendrobium was frightened by his voice and turned into a little pitiful again. Not only was the copper hairpin snatched away, but he also finished the rest pitifully: "The wound should be deep. It should be used by him to bind the wound."

Lu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Everything he said was based on speculation. Maybe the murderer could be found, but it was far from enough to convict. Fortunately, Dendrobium found evidence.

"Put away that hairpin, it's a very important evidence."

Bao Zheng absent-mindedly responded, and held the hairpin high, out of reach of the Dendrobium and not daring to really grab it, he could only frown at him aggrievedly.

Lu Zheng covered his forehead: "Stop making trouble, let's get down to business first."

"The murderer is a male, about 30 to 40 years old. He lost his mother when he was young. He was a soldier. He came to Yanjing in recent years and lived alone. His job allowed him to walk outside during curfew. He was taciturn and cautious. He has a low status among his colleagues, and he looks cowardly and dull." Lu Zheng said the characteristics of the murderer one by one, "He was injured recently, and the wound was deep, but with his character, he should not go Seeing the doctor, it is very likely that he applied the medicine himself, which means that he always has medicine for golden sores at home..."

The shadows in the darkness gradually took shape.

Bao Zheng thought: "It's the Xuncheng Camp!"

"what?"

"The murderer is someone from Xunchengying!" Bao Zheng walked back and forth excitedly, "Why didn't I think...that is not an iron bell at all, it is the token of Xunchengying!"

Lu Zheng was confused by him: "What are you talking about, why is the murderer a person from the city patrol?"

"We were all misled by Zheng Dahe's words!" Bao Zheng's eyes were shining brightly, "He said that he heard a bell ringing the night of the murder, so we all thought the murderer was a shopkeeper or a Taoist priest, but in fact it was just The sound of the token of the patrolling battalion hitting the scabbard."

Afraid that Lu Zheng and the others would not understand, Bao Zheng directly took his own saber as a demonstration. He hung the token of his Jingzhao Mansion on the side of the saber, and as he walked, the token and the scabbard met. There was indeed a clear sound of gold and iron when he bumped, and even because of the change of his steps, the sound became louder and smaller, which indeed fit the description of the watchman Zheng Dahe.

"I originally thought that the watchman had a ghost." Bao Zheng sneered, "He must have seen the murderer, at least he saw his back, and knew that the murderer was a person patrolling the city camp, but he didn't dare to say it because he was afraid of being retaliated against. Go out, and even push everything to ghosts and gods. When you go back, you must interrogate him severely and let him tell the truth."

"Then the murderer?" Lu Zheng hesitated.

Bao Zheng quickly patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, you've said it so clearly, if I still can't catch the murderer, I won't be an arrester anymore."

"That's good." After getting the guarantee, Lu Zheng's heart was relieved, and he suddenly felt a splitting headache, and stars appeared in front of his eyes.

"Help..."

"what?"

"I feel like I'm going to faint."