Camouflage Small Bag [Quick Transmigration]

The corpse was identified by the remaining clothing and physical characteristics, all pointing to Xu Hongxia, a tenant of No. 14 Pusa Temple Hutong.

When such a homicide happened, the lane was blocked that day.

Surveillance has not been used on a large scale these days, and there is naturally no relevant video in the alley. The corpse has obvious signs of being soaked in water, and the edges of the incomplete parts seem to have been bitten by something. Even the forensic doctor who came over looked ugly.

Such murders are extremely rare. In order not to cause bad effects, the police set up a task force on the same day to visit and investigate from house to house, especially all the residents in No. 14 courtyard.

"Are you really sure that Xu Hongxia didn't come back that night?" A middle-aged policeman asked while writing with a notebook and pen.

Lin Xiuyuan thought for a while, then shook his head: "She locked the door and went out in the evening. At that time, there were some children watching TV in the yard, and they all knew... I didn't hear her coming back until I went to bed, so I'm not sure. Did you come back?"

The other party frowned and asked a few more questions.

Lin Xiuyuan answered one by one, and then asked in a low voice: "Comrade policeman, Xu Hongxia's husband disappeared some time ago, could it be related to her accident?"

The other party glanced at him: "We are looking into this, and you can tell me all the details before she went out yesterday."

"OK……"

At 04:30 in the afternoon, all the policemen left from the 14th hospital one by one after finishing their notes.

Others responded well, but Sun Xiaopang's mother and son were stunned. They got up early and saw the disfigured corpse with their own eyes before the police arrived. Especially when they heard that it was Xu Hongxia from the same yard, the mental shock was not small.

Especially Sun Xiaopang's mother broke down and cried several times while taking notes.

Her spirit was already unstable, and it took a long time for her to calm down when a young policewoman came to comfort her.

After finishing the notes, Shang Wu continued to go back to the room and lay down to sleep.

The people in the No. 14 courtyard were investigated and interviewed separately.

After Lin Xiuyuan finished his investigation, he went out and stood under the eaves to look out. Sun Xiaopang closed the door with a heavy expression, and his mother's sobs could be heard all the time in the room.

Lin Xiuyuan and Jiang Yuming who came out from the main house looked at each other.

Jiang Yuming looked at the doors and windows of the other houses, strode to the pool, and stared inside without moving.

It was a sunny day and the weather was hot. He stood there for about ten minutes before returning to Lin Xiuyuan.

"I'll take you to and from get off work these days."

"Ah."

Jiang Yuming said again: "There is also a bath, come with me too."

His tone was serious, without any ambiguity.

Lin Xiuyuan nodded: "I see."

Back in the house, Jiang Yuming took out his tapes, sealed them up after a careful inspection this time, and put them in the innermost part of the top of the closet where Lin Xiuyuan couldn't touch them casually.

He said, "I've heard about Xu Hongxia's death. It doesn't seem artificial."

Lin Xiuyuan also heard about it, and it was Sun Xiaopang who said it in the yard when the police came.

The corpse looked like it had been bitten by something.

There are no wild animals around.

Lin Xiuyuan immediately thought of that little girl.

Jiang Yuming naturally thought of something with him.

The ground in the middle of the courtyard casts the shadow of jujube trees.

The sun is about to sink, but the heat still hasn't abated.

In the east room, Jiang Yuming answered several calls, all from his grandfather and parents. After all, it was a homicide case, or such a strange way of death. The neighbors had already spread the news about it. Naturally, the landlord's parents had already received related calls.

Jiang Yuming only answered a few words concisely, staring at Lin Xiuyuan in the yard from time to time.

I don’t know who spread the rumors over there. They already think that Xu Hongxia met a villain and was killed after being brutally removed from her internal organs. She kept reminding him to be careful and not to go out at night...Mother Jiang was even more worried and wanted to go back several times I stayed with my son for a while, and was persuaded by his son's well-founded words.

Lin Xiuyuan went back to the house, with freshly picked gardenias in his hand, he put the gardenias into a cup, sat down next to Jiang Yuming, listened to him talking on the phone for a while, then took a pen to draw on the notebook go.

When Jiang Yuming hung up the phone, he had already drawn a simple garden.

Jiang Yuming looked over.

Lin Xiuyuan asked, "Is there any garden near here?"

Jiang Yuming was slightly stunned, and said, "In the park of the Bodhisattva Temple."

Lin Xiuyuan knew that the park was not too big, but it was close to here, and it took only seven or eight minutes to walk there. After thinking about it, he took a pen and crossed out the garden: "It's still not possible."

The refurbished soil is still very conspicuous, especially the buried corpses of adults, which are easy to attract attention.

Jiang Yuming seemed to see through his thoughts: "It's impossible to hide the corpse in the garden? Brother Xiaoyuan, do you really think Chen Gang is dead?"

Lin Xiuyuan raised his eyes, and his eyes met his.

Jiang Yuming's eyes were gloomy, and he continued: "I asked the police, and Chen Gang's lover has never been found."

After the husband and lover disappeared together, the wife died tragically. No matter how you look at it, the two people who disappeared together cannot escape the relationship.

The fan turns slowly.

Lin Xiuyuan just stared at him blankly: "You said, Chen Gang's lover also disappeared?"

……

At night, by the brightly lit river.

After an hour of searching, the criminal police team who received the alarm finally dug up a human skeleton in the stinky mud on the bank.

There used to be some wild flowers growing on the muddy ground, but to prevent accidents when some children came to pick the flowers, adults would eradicate those flowers on their own every once in a while.

Recently, no flowers have grown, and the mud surface has become firm, and many people don't care about it.

The bones dug up belonged to women.

I don't know how long he died, because it was buried under the stinky mud, even if there was a strange smell before, it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect it.

"How did the police find out?"

"The one who called the police was Sheng Xiaoyuan, a 23-year-old tenant of Pusa Temple Hutong, who works in a nearby textile factory. He and his landlord Jiang Yuming went out for a walk in the evening. They saw some loaches in the mud pit by the river, and they wanted to arrest them. After going back, I went to try it out, but I touched a hard and slippery thing, and when I dug it out, I found it was a human pinky bone..."

"What about them?"

"At the Public Security Bureau."

……

Lin Xiuyuan didn't go to work for a week in a row. The first two days were to cooperate with the police investigation, and the next few days were "frightened" and fell ill, so he stayed in bed.

At that time, he realized that he had ignored the whereabouts of Chen Gang's lover after Jiang Yuming's words, mainly because that person did not live in the alley. To study each other's movements carefully.

Until I heard Jiang Yuming's words.

If Chen Gang and his lover disappeared together, and the police could not find them for several days, the situation would naturally be different.

In the system video, the two bones that the little girl spit out in the aisle, could it be the two of them?

Lin Xiuyuan also wanted to understand one thing at that time.

Women's flowers may not be a reminder of the place where Chen Gang was buried.

What if Xu Hongxia has evil intentions, but the target is always another person?

Or, in order to obtain forgiveness, Chen Gang reached a consensus with his wife to eliminate someone?

One is to completely get rid of the entanglement of the affair, and the other is to maintain his so-called marriage.

Lin Xiuyuan thought for a long time, and suddenly took Jiang Yuming to the river.

He took out his three-foot card for digging the ground, and used it within the range of the most smelly mud by the river.

He has a faint intuition, but the evidence is not sufficient, and he feels like a gamble.

But bet right.

The flower of a woman is not a reminder of the place of burial, but a place where there are no flowers at all to bury a woman.

Treat people like flowers.

Flowers are needed where there are no flowers.

So where is the "seed"?

Without flowers, it can cover up the smell of corpses, and it has something to do with the little devil who can only kill people by drowning.

That's why Lin Xiuyuan thought of the smelly mud area by the river.

A few days later, after identification, the nameless bone by the river was indeed Chen Gang's former lover. She died not too long ago. Since she left her hometown and came here, Jicheng had no family members at all, so no one reported her disappearance for several days.

In the end, only a pile of white bones was found, which was suspected to be the reason why the corpse was eaten by some wild beast.

The person in charge of this case immediately thought of Xu Hongxia's case.

It also looks like a gnawed corpse...

It is simply a shocking and strange case.

They tried their best to track down Chen Gang, who was closely related to these two women, but the other party's whereabouts were still unknown.

Live without people, dead without corpses.

……

East House, 03:30 pm.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the temperature plummeted.

Lin Xiuyuan was lying on the bed, the fever had subsided, but he just had a cold, and after taking the medicine, he lay down and refused to move.

Jiang Yuming brought a stack of brand new newspapers and read to him with his arms around him.

Lin Xiuyuan asked him to buy those newspapers.But since he fell ill, Jiang Yuming refused to leave for half a step. The newspapers and all daily necessities were brought by a few children who paid for him to come and play.

Those are all the newspapers where Shang Wu is resident.

Lin Xiuyuan listened to it for more than an hour, and finished listening to the last few episodes, which were all gossip and no stories.

He didn't let Jiang Yuming read any more, he curled up to sleep tiredly, afraid of infecting others with a cold, he turned his back slightly to him.

This small move fell into Jiang Yuming's eyes, he frowned, pursed his thin lips hard, turned off the fan, went down to find a small fan and went back to bed, leaned over to fan him gently, without saying a word.

Lin Xiuyuan moved his eyelashes slightly, and said in a comfortable hoarse voice, "Why don't you turn on the fan?"

"The wind from the fan is too strong, and I fanned it with my hands just right."

"Well, your wind is just right."

Jiang Yuming pressed against his ear, he seemed to be in a good mood, and blowing his short hair on his forehead from time to time.

Lin Xiuyuan: "Is it fun?"

Jiang Yuming rubbed his head against his neck and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not playing."

Lin Xiuyuan just let him go, pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't make any more sound. Before falling asleep in a daze, he felt the people behind him tightly entangled again.

People in the alleys are panicking recently.

Jiang Yuming was also flustered when he was sleeping, for fear that someone who was not paying attention would lose sight of the person, and only by hugging the other person could his heart be at peace.

It's still raining.

The wind blew in through the slits in the windows and onto the corners of the newspapers where no one was looking.

The newspaper was slightly rolled up by the blow, revealing a related picture and text of the ancient site below.

The photo shows a blood-lettered stele recently discovered in the suburbs. It has a long history, and the writing on it looks like a silver hook drawn on iron, piercing through the stubborn stone:

——Recently, I searched for you to Tianshan Mountain, but my master stopped me, and I seriously injured him. He was so strange, saying that I can't see you, but I want to see you.

Brother, don't forget me.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 2 mango stewed strawberries; 1 Aba;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：烤串就是坠叼的54瓶；CharlotteX26瓶；阿巴19瓶；lblclclcj10瓶；唉2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!