slip through the net [criminal investigation]

to tell me.Why not? "

The two leaned against the car, the gap was only ten centimeters, but it was like a deep ditch that swan geese couldn't get across. The gloomy black mist took root and sprouted like tentacles, and suddenly dragged him into the swamp, unable to breathe, just when he thought he would be like this When he was swallowed and drowned, Yingcheng's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and all illusions fell apart immediately, causing him to exhale a foul breath suddenly.

Ying Cheng glanced at him, answered the call calmly, and then said to him: "Let's go."

"Go? Where?"

"Xie Lin and the others have found the scene of the first crime. According to what you said, it's very interesting. Let's take a look together?"

After he finished speaking, he walked forward, and Jiang followed quickly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Why didn't you ask?"

"You refused to say."

"If I refuse to tell you, don't you just ask? Could it be that one day I stab you with a knife, and you just stand still and let me stab you?"

Ying Cheng stopped when he heard this, and snorted, "Are you in a panic? I asked you but you refused to say, and if I didn't ask you, you asked why I didn't ask, mother-in-law, what's wrong, what's wrong with you?" Pay attention?"

Jiang Huan suddenly took two steps forward, and punched him in the back with a knife in his hand: "If I had a knife in my hand, you would already be dead."

Ying Cheng brushed off his hand, too lazy to deal with his whimsical thoughts: "Brother, with your three-legged cat skills, don't talk about giving you a knife, I'll give you a gun and you won't be able to kill me, what do you think? Why am I so relieved that I dare to take you to my home, and put you next to my pillow every day? Please forgive me."

"You get along with me day and night, and let me handle your three meals a day. If I really want to attack you, you can't prevent me at all."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

He was silent for a while before he said seriously: "I think you should at least be on guard against me."

Ying Cheng glanced at him, a little strange, and joked: "Is persecution paranoia still such a symptom of fantasizing that you will harm others?"

"I'm serious, don't you think you trust me too much?"

He shook his head dumbfounded: "Defense against you? No need."

When I decided to take him home, I knew that this kid was a chronic poison, and he had been poisoned since the moment he appeared.What can he do with what he eats by himself, he can enjoy it as much as he likes, and he can stay away from it.

Jiang Huan was taken aback for a moment, seeing him go out again, so he could only follow in silence, the street lights flickered on and off, and the figure in front of him also flickered on and off, far and near.An idea suddenly popped up in his head, unexpectedly firmer than ever——

Say it all.

No... just say that it won't hurt the part of him, and then return to the endless sea, sinking gracefully like a whale, decaying, so that the dense white bones and countless innocent souls are corroded by the seawater and become fish's nourishment, nibbled away To the end, based on evil, a deep-sea paradise was born, erasing all traces of his existence.

Chen Qiang once said that telling the truth is the only correct way, but only death is his final destination, and only this way is a way that will not hurt anyone.

But Ying Cheng in front was walking, and suddenly turned around, took out his pocket and spread his hands, only to see a red toffee lying in his palm: "I missed it, there is another one."

He took it, opened it, ate it, stuffed the candy wrapper into his right pocket, looked at his back, and suddenly felt a toothache.

This candy is so sweet.He loves this man so much.He didn't want to die again.

Ying Cheng quickly took him to the real first scene, which was a small and dilapidated chapel with only one room.

The wooden chairs were all moth-eaten, and even if they were full, they could only accommodate twenty or thirty people. There were no decent murals or Western-style stained glass, and the walls were full of vulgar slogans persuading people to become religious. Only the crucifix on the side, made of plaster, is the only decoration from the past that can be seen.

Only now...

The dirty red carpet on the ground had been stained black with blood, and there was a mass of suspected human tissue in the middle of the hall, which was scattered and scattered with blood splattered everywhere.

Qin Yile began to paralyze himself, with a dull expression on his face, even Ying Cheng couldn't bear it, so he covered his nose and patted him: "Are you all right? No, you can go out and breathe a sigh of relief."

He shook his head again and again: "No, no, I'm fine, I can bear it!"

Seeing his vigorous appearance, Ying Cheng squeezed his shoulder, silently encouraging him.

Anyone who works in their line of work has to go through this stage. If you see it a lot, it will be fine if you become numb.

But having said that, he has been working for several years, and it is indeed the first time he has seen such a brutal scene.

"How about it?"

"It's confirmed to be human tissue." Xu Fan turned his head from the pile of flesh and blood, and waved his hands again, "Stand farther away, put on the gloves, and let me scan the fingerprints and treat them as suspects."

Ying Cheng took back his paw silently, put it in his pocket, and asked Jiang Huan again: "Great psychologist, do you have any opinions?"

"Look at this church. It looks like an old warehouse. Except for the crucifix, it is neither fish nor fowl. It is estimated that a few years ago, there should be a person who believed in Jesus halfway. He went bankrupt and remodeled this church, but he did not change it. Good conditions can only be remodeled to this point, and later this old church became a place for the spread of cults.

And... since the site was not cleaned, it means that they have abandoned this stronghold and will never come back again. "

"Do you know what kind of sect it is?"

Jiang also shook his head: "I'm not sure. But look, this crucifix seems to be new, and it doesn't fit in with this old church, obviously it was specially added.

Therefore, it is reasonable to suspect that this sect should be a cult based on distorting Christianity. There is a high probability that it requires believers to donate their wealth to Jesus, but I am not sure about the specifics. "

Yingcheng put on the shoe cover and took a step forward, pointing to the blood on the ground: "Look at this, and this, don't you feel that it has been diluted?"

Xu Fan said "Oh": "It has been extracted, and it should be urine after a simple test. According to the condition of the corpse, it is possible that the deceased's bladder was damaged and the urine overflowed, but I don't know why it was divided. I have sampled the two places separately."

While talking, Xie Lin stood beside the crucifix and waved to them: "Yingcheng, Xu Fan, you two come and see."

The two of them walked over and saw that he reached out and lifted a piece of plastic film under the statue. There were two rows of hammers neatly stacked underneath. blood.

Xu Fan took a deep breath: "These... twelve?"

In other words, Tang Jianwen, such an outstanding young man with a bright future.

In the end, he was beaten to death with a hammer by twelve members of the cult, and he couldn't even make out his human form.

He suddenly felt that life was really a sad thing.

"Counting the one dressed like a priest, there should be thirteen people." Ying Cheng took out a glove from Xu Fan's pocket, carefully pinched the waterproof plastic film, and remembered the horror movie scene on the surveillance , affirmatively, "Part of the shroud."

"The shroud in the surveillance has not been found yet. I have already called the forensics' attention. After I find it, I will compare it to see if it is the same one."

"Row."

Xie Lin sighed, stood up, picked up his mobile phone and went out: "I'm going to call Huang Bureau, this case...is beyond our control."

The forensic and criminal investigation brothers arrived just in time, and Ying Cheng quickly issued an order: "Well, Xu Fan, since you know the parents of the deceased, then tomorrow morning, you and Xie Lin will go to the door to ask.

Also, the evidence at the scene is too much and messy, you should separate them for me one by one, and get the result as soon as possible, this case is the first, and the rest will come later, understand? "

he nods...

"Also, Qin Yile, help me bring Jiang back home. It's too late today. I guess my big psychologist has been hurt a lot. I can't sleep alone. You live in my house." One night."

Jiang Huan:?

Being stared at by Ying Cheng, he had no choice but to obediently admit that he was "scared": "Yes, it's a little bit, Officer Xiaoqin is troubled, so stay with me tonight."

Qin Yile was still in a state of numbness, and was shocked by such a sudden name, but then realized that his boss seemed to be uniting with Jiang Huan to take care of him.

But in fact, he let himself look at Jiang Huan, so he quickly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and took Jiang Huan away, slandering his boss for being too a thief.

Jiang Huan felt like a mirror in his heart, tacitly knowing it.I touched the pockets that were bulging, and there were several pieces of candy. I was reluctant to eat any more, but I just relished the taste of candy in my mouth, and I still felt it was so sweet.

Seeing that the irrelevant people had retreated to the left and right, Ying Cheng walked to the door to look for Xie Lin, and seeing that he hung up the phone, he dragged him to the front.

"Where are you going this late at night? Tell me, what do you want to do?"

He laughed, which was fleeting, and soon collapsed again. He looked up at the too bright full moon, and even the craters on the surface were very clear, and then he let out a foul breath: "Xie Lin, I'm a little flustered."

"Panic? Can you have the word panic in your mouth? Don't scare me."

He leaned against the street lamp and stretched out his hand, with a tired and exhausted expression on his face: "Is there any smoke?"

Xie Lin slapped his hand away: "Where did I get the cigarettes for you, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

He had no choice but to put his hands back into his pockets again: ""X" said before that we will talk next time, it's been more than a month, and I don't know what to say.