[Quick Transmigration] White Lotus Blackening Record gl

Another punishing world.

As if to test Yi Chuli's mood, this world has been raining continuously since the day she came.

The sky was gray, and the raindrops hit the street, which also tired people's mood.

At the same time, this is also a very special world, a world of depressing suspense.

[Because the player failed the strategy for the second time, the penalty will be increased. The system will not provide any plot, nor will it provide a clear goal of the strategy. It will only give the player a small reminder. 】

What 007 said made Yi Chuli feel very bored.

So far, she has only two accurate information. One: the host Lin Yilan is a policeman.Two: The target of the raid is the murderer of a serial murder case.

These two pieces of information are inextricably linked, because the host is one of the police officers sent to investigate this serial murder case.

Yi Chuli knew that the first thing he had to do now was to find out the murderer, and then attack her step by step.

The difficulty of cops and murderers is really not ordinary. Fortunately, there is no time limit in the world of punishment.

"Officer Lin, just after receiving a report, another person died in Shida Community." Assistant policeman Xiao Liu walked in front of Yi Chuli anxiously.

Yi Chuli frowned, grasping the word You in Xiao Liu's words: "Still the same as the previous five?"

"Yes. There are no obvious sores on his body, and there is a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. He died peacefully."

Are you doing it again?The previous five cases only existed in the memory of the host, but this time, it happened in front of Yi Chuli, so Yi Chuli was going to see it himself: "Call the police immediately."

"Yes."

Shida Community is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center. The house prices here are very high. It seems that the deceased must have been either rich or expensive during his lifetime.

The elevator went straight to the 21st floor, and the nearby police had already cordoned off the murder scene. Yi Chuli stepped over the cordon, and the first time he entered the room, he saw the dead lying in the room.

The deceased was a fair-faced young woman in her twenties, and there was no sign of a fight at the scene.There was a glass half full of water on the bedside table. Yi Chuli guessed that it should be the same as before, and this glass of water was the culprit who killed this woman.

Because this glass of water contains a lot of potassium cyanide.

Potassium cyanide is highly poisonous, and it can kill people in a short period of time if it is inhaled or ingested.

Yi Chuli also guessed that there must be only this woman's fingerprint on the water glass.

Because it was the case in the previous cases.

"Xiao Liu, who called the police?" Yi Chuli asked Xiao Liu softly after taking off his white gloves and walking out of the room.

Xiao Liu pointed to the bald middle-aged man on the sofa: "That's him."

"What is your relationship with the victim?"

"I...she is my girlfriend." The middle-aged man's eyes dodged a little, and Yi Chuli knew in his heart that at this man's age, he was more than enough to be the father of the deceased, and he didn't seem like a man without a family .

But Yi Chuli didn't care about their relationship.

"When did you find the body of the deceased? When did you report the case?"

"This..." The middle-aged man fell into deep thought: "About six o'clock in the morning, I called the door but there was no answer, so I opened the door with a spare key, and as soon as I entered, I saw Xiaojie had fallen to the ground. I shook her, but she didn't move, then I tried her breath and found that she was out of breath, so I was so scared that I called the police."

"Xiao Liu, what time did you receive the report?"

"Officer Lin, it's ten past six."

"Okay, I see. Let's go back to the police station first. The specific situation will not be clarified until after the autopsy is completed. Mister, please go back to the police station with us to make a statement."

"Oh, okay, but how did she die? Did she commit suicide?" Although the middle-aged man's tone was anxious, there was no hint of sadness at all.

Yi Chuli suddenly felt that this woman was quite pathetic: "Why are you so sure that she committed suicide?"

"Ah? I just guessed, guessed..." The man's eyes wandered, and he continued to laugh. Although Yi Chuli knew that the woman was not killed by him, he couldn't help but said: "Sir, your tone seems a bit Something's wrong, if you don't tell the truth, we have the right to suspect that you killed her."

"It's not me!" The man was shocked: "It's really not me, comrade policeman, don't just mess around and wrong good people!"

"Oh." Yi Chuli sneered: "I'm even more suspicious now."

"It's really not me. Well, to tell you the truth, she is my mistress who was raised outside. Two days ago, she insisted on asking me to divorce my wife, so we had a fight, and then I left , I didn’t expect that she would die when she came back.”

So you're actually relieved that she's dead?Yi Chuli didn't respond to the man any more, and left the apartment without thinking.

Three hours after returning to the police station, the documents and autopsy report of the deceased were sent to Yi Chuli.

The cause of her death was indeed potassium cyanide poisoning.

At the same time, this is also the most incredible and unbelievable part of this case.

Six women, all aged around 23 or [-] years old, four of them lived alone, and two had boyfriends, but they all died alone at around two o'clock in the night, and all of them were poisoned by potassium cyanide. There was no sign of resistance yet.

It's really like suicide, but one is justified, six people, using one method to commit suicide consecutively in just two months?

Fortunately, Yi Chuli knew that there was a murderer in this case, otherwise she would have thought it was a supernatural event.

However, after comparing the deceased's pre-living information with those of the previous deceased, Yi Chuli quickly identified an interesting thing.

They had studied painting at the same art school four years ago.

This incident must have something to do with that school. Yi Chuli decided to visit that school, but when she arrived at the original site of the art school, she was told that this private art school had closed down a year ago. up.

The clues were broken at this point, so Yi Chuli naturally refused to give up, and asked someone to find out the whereabouts of the art teacher who taught them art at the beginning, and finally got the result after a week.

It is said that the teacher is now a teacher in an elementary school, but has changed from an art teacher to a Chinese teacher.

The rain was still falling, and Yi Chuli, holding an umbrella and wearing casual clothes, went to the private elementary school near the outskirts of the city alone.Although the location of the school is remote, the building is quite new and should have been repaired not long ago.

It was still in class, so the big iron gate of the school was tightly closed. Through the glass window, Yi Chuli could see an old man sitting in the guard room.

The old man's eyes are very sharp, and Yi Chuli just walked to the door, and he poked his head out at Yi Chuli: "Are you the parent of a classmate? Who do you want to find?"

"Uncle, I'm here to see Teacher Xu, Teacher Xu Huiru."

"Teacher Xu? Okay, then wait a minute, I'll call and ask Teacher Xu." The old man retracted his head in greeting, picked up the phone in the guard room, and dialed a number.

After two or three minutes, he held up the receiver again and poked his head out.

"Mr. Xu said that she hasn't made an appointment with the parents recently. Who are you? What can I do with her?" The old man looked at Yi Chuli with some doubts. It is quite strict, perhaps because the location here is relatively remote.

"Master, can you give me the phone? I'll tell her."

"Oh fine."

It was raining harder, Yi Chuli held an umbrella in one hand, and the handset of the wireless phone in the other, and said to the other end of the phone through the sound of the pattering rain: "Mr. Art school thing."

"...Who are you?" The other party was a serious-sounding female voice. After a moment of silence, she made a sound vigilantly.

"My name is Lin Yilan, and I'm a policeman."

"...Well, wait a minute, I'll ask Uncle Wang to open the door for you."

Handed the phone back to the old man, 2 minutes later, the door opened, according to the old man's instructions, 10 minutes later, Yi Chuli met Xu Huiru in a small independent office.

Like her voice, Xu Huiru looks like a rigorous and rigid person, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and a pair of thick eyes, which are sharp and cold under the lens.

"Officer Lin, sit down." Xu Huiru pointed to the office chair opposite her, and Yi Chuli nodded and sat down.

"The art school closed down a year ago, what Police Officer Lin wants to know probably has nothing to do with the school." Xu Huiru glanced at Yi Chuli lightly, the teacher was really calm, and his tone was very affirmative.

Yi Chuli smiled, his eyes deepened: "That's right, but this matter is related to the students of the art school, Mr. Xu, do you know that six of the students you once taught died in two months?" ?”

"What! Six?" Xu Huiru stood up from her seat all of a sudden, and her tone seemed very unbelievable: "How is it possible? Could it be that they were the victims of the few cases that everyone has been rumoring recently?"

"Ms. Xu doesn't know?" Yi Chuli frowned. Because of the coherence and inconceivability of these cases, the media had already publicized them on TV. According to the speed of news dissemination, it is impossible for her not to Know.

"I just heard about it, but I don't know who the victims are."