captive hacker god

The death of an acquaintance obviously does not have a big impact on the few people present. Apart from depression or dissatisfaction, their reactions did not show any negative emotional reactions...

"How could it be?" Owen opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect his revenge plan to be officially launched before he broke down.

"Could it be that this kind of person was accepted by the heavens?" Ling Feiyan's reaction was naturally indifferent. He gritted his teeth yesterday and wanted to teach him a lesson, but today he died inexplicably. All he can say is that it was God's will. Man, of course, he was not as happy as he imagined.

Li Chengtian frowned, thought for a while, took out the phone from his pocket and dialed the number, "Sherry, keep an eye on Song's stock, and take some measures in due course, you understand? Well, that's it."

Owen and Ling Feiyan looked at each other, and said to themselves——So the person who bears the most grudge is here, and if he dies, his family will be uneasy!

Li Chengtian noticed the look in Owen's eyes, and it was because his younger brother's thoughts were too easy to understand. After thinking for a while, he said, "Owen, the Li family is shrewd and decisive in doing things. Don't be soft-hearted when attacking the enemy. Remember to be quick and hateful."

Owen nodded to show that he was educated.

Uncle Lin smiled slightly, and winked mischievously at the elder and younger to indicate that the education work should be done properly.

Seeing this, Li Chengtian immediately retracted the unfinished lecture. You must know that this person has been in charge for a long time, and he speaks exactly as Owen said, and he can easily be brought into the mode of lecturing his subordinates. Obviously his younger brother has expressed that he does not like this kind of communication, so He is trying to change.

Owen picked up the newspaper that Li Chengtian had put down, and after seeing the entire page clearly, his face changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Ling Feiyan noticed his strange behavior.

Owen frowned, and when he opened his mouth to explain, the phone rang.

Taking out the phone, Owen found that the caller was indeed Sima Yan, and before answering the call, he said, "I saw it."

On the other end of the phone, Sima Yan's voice was extremely noisy, and Owen guessed that he was at the scene of the murder.

Sima Yan's voice was a little tired, "I was at the scene of the murder, and the forensic doctor has already conducted preliminary tests. The murder weapon in this case is the same as that in the serial murder case. Except that the deceased was still wearing clothes and had no tattoos on his face, I think the murderer is the same. Humans have a 72% chance."

Owen asked: "Why? Didn't the deceased this time have something in common with the previous one?" He was referring to the fact that the man surnamed Song had dyed his head yellow, and his figure was not considered thin, but rather strong.

"At this point, I guess that the murder this time was a whim. For some reason, the murderer killed on the spur of the moment. That is to say, if the previous murders were all planned, this time it was an impulsive killing." Sima Yan explained. It's easy to understand.

Owen thought for a while and asked, "Any other discoveries?"

Sima Yan's voice was a bit regretful, "No, but this time the murderer's impulsive killing gave me a direction, combining the previous list, you help me integrate the list of those who went to the banquet yesterday, I think the murderer is among those people .”

"Well, I understand." Owen agreed very readily, vaguely, he felt that this case was unusual.

After finishing speaking, they hung up the call, and Sima Yan was in a mess. The headless murder case is naturally horrifying in S City. The Song family is not as good as the Li family in S City, but it is still rare in the upper class. Well-known, it seems that Sima Yan, as the captain, is busy these days.

Suddenly, Uncle Lin yelled, and the three of them looked at him at the same time and asked silently.

"Oh! Why is there a strange smell coming from this box?" Uncle Lin pointed to the white box on the table. The tea smell covered part of the smell, but when he bent over to pour the tea just now, he could feel it.

They looked at each other, Ling Feiyan felt a little strange, pulled the box and was about to open it.

Uncle Lin hurriedly stopped him, "Don't touch it, don't touch it! This smells like spoiled meat... It's not packaged to keep it fresh, it's really dishonest! Young Master and Young Master can't eat this kind of meat, take it and throw it away!"

Ling Feiyan looked at Owen and asked what he meant, but Owen didn't notice it, and frowned, feeling some bad premonition.

Li Chengtian looked at Owen, pondered for a while and finally said, "Open it first."

Ling Feiyan lowered his head and tore off the outer wrapping paper. Inside was an ordinary mailing box. When he took a look, he was astonished!

"What did it come from?" Uncle Lin asked.

Ling Feiyan came back to his senses and quickly closed the lid, with a strange look on his face, and hesitantly said, "It's...a piece of meat."

Uncle Lin glanced at the box in disgust, "I knew it! It's imported beef used by others to curry favor with young and old, and I don't know how to keep it fresh."

Hearing this, Ling Feiyan's expression became even weirder, and he nodded without speaking.

Li Chengtian saw the strangeness, and said to Uncle Lin: "Uncle Lin, Owen wants to eat seafood for dinner, maybe you want to do it yourself?"

Lin Shu was delighted, and immediately turned his gaze away and asked, "Seafood is good! Seafood nourishes energy and nourishes blood. Does Er Shao have any favorite seafood?"

Ling Feiyan answered without thinking, "Owen likes fish."

Seeing Owen nodding repeatedly, Uncle Lin buried his head in deep thought, muttering to himself as he walked: "What are you going to do with the fish? I'll go to the market to see later..."

When Uncle Lin completely left the dining room, Li Chengtian glanced at Ling Feiyan and said in a deep voice, "What's inside?"

Ling Feiyan was silent for a while, and then said after a while: "...it's a human head."

"!" Owen opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Li Chengtian recalled the contents of the newspaper, lowered his eyes, "is the surname Song?"

Ling Feiyan nodded, Owen couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and walked over, Ling Feiyan closed the lid again, frowned and said, "Owen, don't look..."

Owen stared, "I've seen quite a few, what are you afraid of?"

Ling Feiyan cursed in a low voice, thinking that Owen was talking nonsense, whoever has nothing to do will always see a dead body!In his mouth, he lobbied hard, "It's ugly, it will give you nightmares."

Owen shook his head, thought for a while, and said with some hesitation: "This time it's unusual."

"It was Sima Yan who called just now, right? What did he say?" Li Chengtian pointed out the key point at once.

Owen nodded and said, "Sima suspects that this is a serial murderer, please open it to me."

Ling Feiyan had no choice but to obey, and slowly opened the lid. Li Chengtian came behind Owen to support his shoulders, but he didn't say anything to stop his behavior. At first glance, it was really ugly!

The eyes of the head were wide open, looking at the front with no focus at all. It was wrapped in a fresh-keeping bag, and the blood-soaked hair gave off a slight odor. I have to say that Uncle Lin's nose is good enough. Looking at this head, No wonder Ling Feiyan didn't want Owen to see it.

"What is this?" Li Chengtian noticed the piece of paper next to him with his sharp eyes, stretched out his long arm, passed over Owen to hold the piece of paper, and his face immediately dropped when he saw it.

"What did you write?" Owen asked, sensing his displeasure.

Li Chengtian turned over the piece of paper, there were only a few short sentences on it, but the content was enough to make people change faces──

[I vented my anger on your behalf, are you happy?This man is not qualified to approach you──your loyal admirer] Owen was stunned, his face gradually turned pale, and after a long while he said in a muffled voice: "It's because of him..."

Li Chengtian threw away the piece of paper, pressed the back of his head to his neck, and said softly: "No, it's not your fault, it's just something wrong with this person."

Owen remained silent, no matter how much he didn't like this person, he wouldn't want someone to die because of it.

Ling Feiyan looked at him worriedly, but he couldn't move fast enough for Li Chengtian, so he thought for a while and said, "I'll inform Sima Yan."

Li Chengtian nodded, and gently stroked Owen's back with his palm, comforting him silently. Owen shrank into a ball, buried his head in his arms without making a sound, looking cute and pitiful in Li Chengtian's eyes. He was soft, not in a hurry, and patted his younger brother again and again without taking too much trouble.

Sima Yan arrived at the scene soon, and after receiving Ling Feiyan's news, he had a premonition that the case was about to break through.

Several police officers began to take pictures and search outside the gate of the mansion. Sima Yan was writing and scribbling in the black notebook, and raised his head with his long fingers to look around. Seeing this, Uncle Lin exclaimed - "Oh! Mr. Criminal Police , can't this kind of disgusting thing be taken back to the police station for re-examination, are you trying to scare the old man?"

Sima Yan turned her head to look at Uncle Lin who was yelling, and her eyes fell on him pinching his nose and spraying disinfectant everywhere. He held his eyes very calmly and said, "I still have to write a statement, I don't think you will want to Shall we go to the police station for tea?"

Only then did Uncle Lin stop protesting, his expression dissatisfied.

"Shuang... Owen," Sima Yan couldn't change his address since he knew that Owen was Shuang Tianxiao, so he paused unnaturally and continued: "Look at this..."

Li Chengtian interrupted him with some displeasure, "Mr. Sima, you can just keep this kind of thing for yourself to appreciate."

Ling Feiyan agrees very much, thinking that this disgusting and ugly thing is so shameless to share with others, there is something wrong with it.

"..." Sima Yan looked at Owen speechlessly, thinking how his work could be described as some kind of abnormal hobby by this person.

Owen didn't pay attention to his cry for help, and stared closely at the turned head, "This time it's O, Sima, do you know what the murderer wants to convey?"

Sima Yan put down the head, opened the notebook and began to express his thoughts, "Well, I already have a preliminary idea. Combining the previous letters AEDMO is——Deamon."

Li Chengtian frowned, "A demon?"

Sima Yan looked at him appreciatively, nodded and shook his head, and said: "There is also a saying that the patron saint believes that the murderer has certain mental illnesses. This kind of killer is a typical anti-social person, which means psychological distortion. Take killing as a sacred cause and be proud of it."

Ling Feiyan clicked his tongue, thinking that this kind of person is mentally ill!

Fortunately, before Sima Yan arrived, Owen probably told them about the case, otherwise they would not be able to understand, but now the question they care about is—"Mr. Sima, is Owen being targeted by the murderer?"

Li Chengtian's words were exchanged for Sima Yan's deep thinking. After thinking for a while, he said: "Yes, from this message, the murderer is paying attention to Owen. Since when did he notice the current problem?"

Uncle Lin exclaimed, "What? The second young master has been targeted, what should we do then? Young master, hurry up and send Owen to a foreign country for vacation!"

Li Chengtian didn't say a word as if he was thinking about it, Sima Yan hurriedly continued, "Don't worry, the murderer has exposed his flaws this time. It was not confirmed that the murderer lived in S City before, but now it is not only confirmed, but the murderer has definitely participated in the Yesterday's banquet."

When Li Chengtian heard it, he felt even more unhappy, and his face became more and more frozen—he didn't expect that disclosing his brother's existence would create danger for him.

"So," Uncle Lin couldn't believe it, "the murderer is likely to be a person of status? Oh my god! There are pests in the upper class?"

Ling Feiyan snorted through his nose, pointed to the head taken away by the forensic personnel, and said, "This man is a vermin, and now evil will be rewarded with evil."

When Sima Yan heard it, she became interested, "How do you say it?"

Ling Feiyan kept his mouth shut, thinking that there was no need to tell others about Owen.

Sima Yan was a little helpless, he had never seen such uncooperative people, so he had to remind them, "I have to say that small clues can often be the key to solving a case, so don't be afraid to talk about small things if you think of them."

Li Chengtian stared at him silently;

Ling Feiyan pursed his lips and looked to the side without saying a word;

Uncle Lin jumped to prevent the police from vandalizing;

Finally, Owen curled his lips, hesitated for a while, and explained reluctantly: "This man asked me the price yesterday, and he wanted to sneak me."

Sima Yan nodded in understanding, and then said with certainty: "This man deserves to die!"

Everyone immediately felt that he was on the right track, and then Sima Yan whispered to Owen to hand over the list to him as soon as possible, then turned around and led the whole team and left with a full harvest.

……

Li Chengtian looked at Owen, saw that he was still thoughtful, so he changed his mind and said, "Do you think of that artist?"

Owen nodded, "Well, I think he should know something."

"Are you going to continue working? No." Li Chengtian said it firmly, with no room for turning a corner.

Ling Feiyan also disapproved of Owen's going, but seeing Owen's dissatisfied look, he was finally defeated, "Mr. Li, I will take good care of Owen, please rest assured."

Li Chengtian ignored him, and stared at Owen directly, and the two stared at each other for a long time.

In the end, Li Chengtian sighed in his heart—he always seemed to be a loser when facing Owen.