ghost stories

Lu Yuan did not expect that such a case would appear in this relatively peaceful city.

The Pingning West Street extermination case was temporarily classified as a vendetta, but now this case is completely different, the murderer looks like someone wandering around aimlessly. 17 people died in different places in the city, in the streets and alleys, completely irregular.

When Lu Yuan arrived at the first crime scene, Jiang Zhiming had just gotten out of the car.

"How could there be no witnesses! This is not a place with a back street, this is a fucking street! A big living person died here, how could no one see it!" Cheng Bo was throwing a tantrum angrily, his voice loud It was so bright that it shook the eardrums.

A man was lying on his back on the ground with an inexplicable expression of horror on his face. There was a blood hole in his abdomen, and the blood under his body had solidified into black and red.Lu Yuan put on his gloves, squatted beside the corpse and began to inspect the wound.

"Old Jiang! Didn't I tell you that you don't need to come here! There are so many corpses, why do you guys get together! Let your shitty interns show up for me, any time!" Cheng Bo finished cursing The people under his hand, just as the fire went down a little, turned around and saw Jiang Zhiming, and became angry again.

After more than a dozen scenes, he was almost exhausted.

"How is it?" Jiang Zhiming ignored Cheng Bo, bent down and asked in Lu Yuan's ear.

"It's not death due to excessive blood loss, there is no sign of struggle, it is sudden death, and the amount of bleeding is not much," Lu Yuan quickly analyzed in his mind, "The abdominal wound is not a fatal injury, it was caused after death, the left heart wall ruptured, the lung There is edema in the lower part...acute myocardial infarction."

"Myocardial infarction?" Jiang Zhiming repeated Lu Yuan's conclusion with a little surprise.

"The edge of the abdominal wound is burnt..." Lu Yuan couldn't concentrate. Although he knew that he had to face the corpse with all his strength, Su Mo's last words still echoed in his mind.

That scent is your own.

"Been burned?" Jiang Zhiming asked, interrupting Lu Yuan's chaotic thoughts.

"...Yes, the death time is within 12 hours," Lu Yuan took a deep breath. After saying this, he couldn't help but think of the female corpse before, and leaned down to take a closer look at the abdominal cavity of the corpse, "Inside the abdominal cavity No other damage was found."

"Understood." Jiang Zhiming straightened up and made a call.

Jiang Zhiming's first judgment on this case was a serial murder case. Although the cause of death given by Lu Yuan made him feel very strange, he still called the intern who had already left for another scene: "What is the body shape of the corpse?" Symptoms... um... check the heart and lungs... the abdomen..."

"There are three dead bodies with the same symptoms." Jiang Zhiming hung up the phone and looked at Cheng Bo. "If they all have the same physical symptoms, the bodies can be transported away first..."

Lu Yuan was still squatting there, staring at the dead body in a daze. In theory, there was nothing wrong with acute myocardial infarction, but why was such a hole opened in the abdomen after death, and there were traces of burning around the edge?A normal person who died suddenly from heart failure would not have such an expression on his face. The corpse in front of him had a distorted and hideous expression, his eyes were round and full of horror...

He had a heart attack because he saw something that frightened him so much that it was stimulated.

The funeral home's car soon arrived, and the staff began to remove the body.Sitting in the car, Lu Yuan sorted out the doubts. Some things were not within the scope of his work, but he was very concerned about them.

There were no witnesses, no one saw the death process of the deceased, on this street that was still brightly lit even in the early hours of the morning.

What the dead saw.

Why did more than a dozen people die of a sudden myocardial infarction in the middle of last night?

Why did the murderer inflict a wound on the abdomen of the deceased after his death? Judging from the wound and the amount of bleeding, it was done immediately after death. Why?

"Serial murder?" Jiang Zhiming also got into the car, leaned against Lu Yuan, and said to the driver, "The funeral parlor."

"Like it?"

"Is it related to the last case?"

"Is there?"

"It feels like this."

"Is it?"

Jiang Zhiming turned his head and looked at Lu Yuan. This kind of perfunctory answer made him feel that Lu Yuan was out of shape today: "Have you not had a good rest these days? The state has not recovered."

"Is there such a possibility, of course this sounds very unprofessional," Lu Yuan said suddenly, without answering Jiang Zhiming's question, "These two cases are related, and the point is not the cause of death, but the...abdominal wound... Someone took something, and the more outrageous hypothesis is—the kind of thing that was in the body of the female body on West Pingning Street."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Jiang Zhiming, with a bit of helpless banter in his eyes.

"The ingredient in that thing is honey. Why do you want that thing?" Jiang Zhiming did not refute Lu Yuan's speculation. If it's a supernatural event...

17 corpses were neatly arranged in the morgue of the funeral parlor, exuding a strong strange smell.

Lu Yuan stood quietly in front of these corpses. There were 5 women and 12 men, aged between 25 and 35. Apart from the symptoms of acute myocardial infarction, there was no other organic disease that could cause sudden death.

The corpse had fist-sized wounds at the same location on the abdomen, leading directly to the stomach. It was because of this detail that Lu Yuan said that in the car. The female corpse was the kind of honey found in the stomach...begonia flower.

The edges of the abdominal wounds were all burned, which made it very difficult to identify what caused the wounds.Lu Yuan carefully inspected the corpse's wounds with his fingers, lacerations, and was burned at the same time as the tearing or within a very short time after the tearing.

"Let me write the report," Jiang Zhiming stood behind Lu Yuan and said, "Go and eat."

"Not hungry." Lu Yuan didn't move, their work has been completed, the body will be cremated after the report is out, and the subsequent work is Cheng Bo's responsibility.

"You've been in a bad state recently. It's not like you anymore. Is it because of Xu Jiayin?" Jiang Zhiming usually doesn't ask Lu Yuan too many personal matters. Lu Yuan seems to be a person who doesn't want to be paid attention to, but During this period of time, Jiang Zhiming was not relieved by his state of being always a little dissociated.

"Ah..." Lu Yuan didn't know how to answer, he couldn't think about Xu Jiayin's matter, this matter entangled him like a poisonous snake, making people despair and suffocate.

He remembered Su Mo's words.Want but can't get, want to leave but can't go...

Where is Xu Jiayin?

Meng Fanyu sat at his desk, in front of him was a pile of old materials, newspapers, and files.

The husband and wife died strangely, and the son lived alone next to the corpse for a week.

Lu Jindong and Xiao Yu have two sons, twins.The eldest son, Lu Jie, disappeared one month before his parents died. Lu Yuan witnessed the whole process, but he refused to tell the situation at that time, and refused to speak afterwards.On the third day after Lu Jie disappeared, Xiao Yu began to appear mentally abnormal. She told the people around her that Lu Jie was not missing and was still at home, and then she said that she was pregnant.Neighbors claimed that Xiao Yu began to abuse Lu Yuan after Lu Jie disappeared, and once locked Lu Yuan in the kitchen cabinet for a whole day...

Is this the source of your phobia?Meng Fanyu flicked it on the table twice.

Then, according to Lu Jindong's suicide note, he thought his wife was insane, and was afraid that he would kill Lu Yuan, so he strangled Xiao Yu to death in the bedroom, and cut off his own carotid artery at his wife's feet.

After Lu Yuan's parents died, he lived alone at home for a week before being discovered by his neighbors.As for the questioning, he always only repeated one sentence, my brother is with me.

Meng Fanyu threw the materials aside, put his legs on the table, leaned back on the chair, and lit a cigarette.

Lu Jie is still Lu Yuan.He had no way of judging based on what was in front of him.

But he is not worried, he enjoys the process of slowly peeling off the truth, someone is more anxious than him.

There was a faint rustling sound behind him.

"I found it." The hoarse voice stuck behind Meng Fanyu's ear.

Meng Fanyu closed his eyes, and black smoke began to rise slowly around him, wrapping him bit by bit silently.

He hated this way, he hated this breathless darkness.

But he had no choice.

After a while, the smoke gradually dissipated, and a figure stood behind Meng Fanyu. It didn't look real, and the translucent state seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

"That's all?" Meng Fanyu asked.

"That's all," said a hoarse voice, "it's Lu Yuan's shadow."

Meng Fanyu raised his eyebrows, and wanted to say something, but the office door suddenly opened, and a burst of cold air swept in, and the person behind him fell to the ground in pain as if he had been hit by something.

Su Mo stood outside the door with a faint smile.

"Long time no see, Brother Meng."

Meng Fanyu didn't move, just turned the chair around and reached out to the black shadow lying on the ground. The black shadow immediately disappeared into his hands like a cloud of insubstantial smoke.

It wasn't until the black shadow completely disappeared that he stood up, walked to the door, and saw Lin Xiaoman lying motionless on the desk at the front desk.

"I told you not to touch my people." Meng Fanyu frowned.

"Don't worry," Su Mo walked into the office and sat down on the sofa, "I'm here, are you surprised?"

"Want to see my reaction?" Meng Fanyu knew that Su Mo would come one day, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, and he would appear without him noticing at all. Is it because he hasn't seen him face to face for a long time? .

"You found out?" Su Mo leaned lazily on the sofa.

"I can make you disappear right now." Meng Fanyu said coldly.

"You won't," Su Mo raised his hand to cover his eyes, the light of the day was too dazzling for him, "I'll disappear now, and everything you did before will be in vain, won't it? "

"What are you doing here, tell me, and leave quickly after talking."

"It was you, who took my things away yesterday." Su Mo still had a faint smile on his face, but his voice was bitingly cold.

"You dare to say anything," Meng Fanyu walked up to him and lit a cigarette, "I will dare to do anything. If you stop, I will stop."

Su Mo put down his hand covering his eyes, stood up abruptly, only a few centimeters away from Meng Fanyu, and looked at him steadily.Meng Fanyu could feel the cold air emanating from his body surrounding him bit by bit, but he didn't avoid Su Mo's gaze.

"This is not a deal." Under Meng Fanyu's gaze, Su Mo's eyes slowly turned a light amber.

Lu Yuan sat in the fast food restaurant in a daze, and didn't take a bite of the set meal in front of him, even though he thought he could eat two when he decided to come in to eat.

He took the spoon and scratched the dinner plate a few times, not knowing what to do with himself.

He heard the phone ringing, but didn't bother to move it. He didn't help but pull out the phone until several people around him turned their heads to look at him. It was Han Xu.

"Wake up now?" Lu Yuan looked at the time and told Han Xu to call him when he woke up. It's already noon.

"Where are you?" Han Xu sounded anxious.

"Eat."

"Listen to this, I processed that recording, listen to it! Pay attention to the end!"

The recording that made Lu Yuan sweat all over the phone came out. After the recording was processed by Han Xu, the noise disappeared, and they could be clearly distinguished. There were several voices.

Some were crying, some were screaming, some were talking.

When he heard the last part, Lu Yuan felt that his breathing stopped at this moment.

"Did you hear that? Did you hear it? It's Su Mo, isn't that voice called Su Mo?"