Young detective case book

The physical strength is too weak, so I went to the seventh floor.Suye was already out of breath.

The glaring yellow warning tape had long been removed, and he took out the key, and he opened the door with a click.

The room was empty, and there was an old, musty smell in the air.

This is an ordinary suite with two bedrooms and one living room. The entrance is the living room, and the two sides are two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen.

The originally narrow and crowded room was now empty, with a thick layer of dust accumulated.Most of the things were taken away by the police as physical evidence, and it looked very empty and dead, without a trace of popularity.

Two outlines drawn in white powder, one long and one short, stayed silently on the floor tiles.

If they hadn't known it in advance, no one would have thought of what those two irregular outlines represented—two fresh lives that had come to an abrupt end.

Su Ye stood at the door, staring at the white circle for a long time, her eyes gradually turned red.He bit his lower lip hard, trying to force back the moisture in his eyes, raised his feet, walked slowly into the room, squatted down, and looked carefully.

On the floor tiles with a gray-blue pattern on a white background, dark black blood stains can be vaguely discerned.

In an instant, a surge of sadness flooded my chest.Su Ye stood up abruptly, with a pale face, and staggered back a step, standing up so violently that she felt a strong sense of dizziness.

He rubbed his temples vigorously, waiting for the dizzy feeling to gradually subside.

These blood stains are the last traces of my father left in this world.

On the shrine on the opposite wall, the power plug had been pulled out by Dad on the day he passed away.

Although it is daytime now, the living room is sandwiched between the bedroom and the kitchen, and the passing light is diluted to dim and blurred, as if covered with a blue-gray tulle.

Therefore, the outline of Guanyin in the Ping Ping appeared particularly vague and strange, and he looked at him silently, as if he had malicious intentions.

The blood stains on the ground had dried up for a long time, and the corpse had been transported away long ago, turned into ashes, and buried in a public cemetery in the suburbs, but he still clearly smelled the strong and pungent smell of blood.

Su Ye understood that the smell of blood was actually overflowing from the bottom of her heart.

On July 2012, [-], he will never forget that day until his death-the watershed in his life.

That day, as usual, after evening self-study, Suye carried a large black plastic bag and went home with her schoolbag as usual.

He is used to carrying a few large plastic bags in his pocket every time he goes out.In this way, if you see something that can be sold for money on the road, you can pick it up at any time.

I was lucky today, I found more than a dozen mineral water bottles at the entrance of a coffee shop.Although he was laughed at by a few children passing by, Su Ye didn't care at all.

Life is like drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not.

He was in a good mood because he had gained a lot.Secretly thinking, if this continues, he will soon be able to save enough for the evening self-study fees for the next semester.

It was going to rain, there was no moon, not a single star to be seen.

The sky was dull and dark, and the thick lead-black clouds were so low that they seemed to be within reach.Unceasingly turbulent and tumbling, like a roaring sea in a hurricane, it has the arrogance and domineering arrogance to swallow everything in the world.

Perhaps because they knew that the storm was coming and there was not much time to forage, the mosquitoes seemed particularly restless and excited.Surrounding the ears, buzzing, disturbing people.

The old building standing on the corner of the street is dark and gloomy, like a huge reinforced concrete coffin.

Suye's heart throbbed suddenly, and he panicked violently.He shook his head vigorously, shaking off the inexplicable sense of panic and anxiety in his heart.

After a little hesitation, he stepped into the unit door.In the narrow and cramped stairwell, the low-wattage light bulbs were weakly lit, and the voice-activated lights on the second floor had been broken for a long time, and no one had replaced them.

The wall next to him was covered with years of dust.Like a patient with severe skin disease, the peeling wall skin is like a dog skin plaster, one piece here, one piece here, showing the blue-gray concrete underneath.

The loose iron-framed glass windows were rattled by the wind.

The eerie atmosphere can be directly used to shoot ghost movies.

Suye's physical strength was weak, and when he reached the fifth floor, he was short of breath, his legs and feet were heavy and sluggish, and the schoolbag on his shoulder was heavy and fell straight down.He stopped, slowed down a little, and then continued to walk up slowly.

When he went up to the seventh floor, he saw at a glance that the door of his own room was not closed, it was slightly open, and there was no gap, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart.

The residents of this building are not in a good condition.Therefore, no one would be extravagant enough to use an electric fan, let alone an air conditioner.It is common to open the door to ventilate in summer.

As for whether there will be robbers and thieves patronizing, there is no need to worry at all.After all, they also need performance.

Of course, if it is a girl, or a young daughter-in-law, who is alone at home, out of caution, no matter how hot it is, they will not open the door.

However, in any case, it seemed very odd to leave the door open after dark, because mosquitoes are particularly abundant at night.Those who can fly up to the seventh floor with all their strength are all physically strong, old, weak, sick and disabled, and they are determined not to make it.Their powerful combat effectiveness is by no means comparable to that of ordinary mosquitoes. Often, after one bite, a large red, swollen and shiny bump will bulge up, and the itching will not go away for several days.

Rich people use 1000 yuan as ten yuan, while poor people cherish ten cents as ten yuan.Although a box of mosquito-repellent incense costs only a few yuan, it is a considerable amount for them to use it every day.Therefore, they are reluctant to use mosquito coils.

Suye's father, Su Zhengting, works as a loader in a nearby textile factory.

The textile factory implements a three-shift shift system. The night shift runs from midnight to eight in the morning, the day shift runs from eight in the morning to four in the afternoon, and the four-point shift runs from four in the afternoon to midnight. point.

This week, Su Zhengting is in the four o'clock shift.After deducting shift shifts and delays on the road, it would take at least around 12:30 midnight to get home.

At this moment, if there is anyone at home, it must be mother. Did she forget to close the door?

Su Ye secretly speculated about various possibilities, but didn't pay much attention to it, and opened the door casually. It was dark and quiet inside, with a strong smell of blood coming out of her nostrils.

Sniffing involuntarily, he groped day and night and pressed the light switch on the wall.

The low-wattage energy-saving lamp diffused silver-white light, which suddenly poured down, causing him to squint his eyes.Then the scene that broke into the retina made him froze instantly.Then, he fell to the ground.

With a "bang", the plastic bag in his hand fell out of his hand, and several empty mineral water bottles bounced out from the open mouth of the bag, and rolled aside.

The palm of the stick on the ground pressed something hard, and Suye subconsciously clenched it tightly.Staring intently at the front, it took a long time before he found his voice and let out an extremely shrill scream: "Ahhh!"

He couldn't believe his eyes, couldn't believe what he saw.

On the wall facing the entrance, there is a half-person-high shrine embedded in it, which enshrines the Jingping Guanyin who can save all living beings.At this time, with a smile on her face, she raised the willow branches compassionately, as if she was showering rain and dew on her devout believers.

In front of the lotus throne, two red electric candles were lit for a long time, making the entire shrine glow red.

On the floor tiles directly in front of the shrine, there was a skinned and bloody man kneeling down!

He didn't even spare the scalp, exposing the blood-stained skull with every edge.

His chest was completely cut open from the collarbone to the penis.The whole corpse was bloody and bloody, with blood-red muscles, black and blue tendons, thick white bones, and viscera that had slipped out of the body... This tragic scene caught the eye, as if it was about to tear people's nerves.