Save the tragic villain in progress!

"Stay here and don't move..."

Meng Zhoushan's face was serious, he pressed Sui Yuesheng's shoulder, and said only this sentence.Then he turned around and left the room, and ran upstairs quickly, with the sound of swift wind coming from the corner of his clothes.

Sui Yuesheng looked at the direction in which he was leaving, frowned imperceptibly, a look of worry flashed in his eyes, and then slowly pushed the wheelchair to follow.

Meng Zhoushan didn't have time to wait for the elevator, so he went straight up the stairs.As a result, when passing the corner, the mop that was leaning against the corner suddenly fell down, and the wooden stick fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Meng Zhoushan didn't bother to help him up, and continued to run upstairs, but before taking two steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong.He stopped in a hurry, looked back to the corner of the wall, and when he saw the things placed there, his pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly——

There's a human head hidden there...

The blood blurred the face, making it difficult to distinguish the facial features.Meng Zhoushan could only recognize him as the gangster who kicked Sui Yuesheng today by his electric purple hair dyed dark by blood and the strange metal ornaments on his ears.

The corridor was silent, and the light bulb above the head suddenly flickered twice. The gloomy and gloomy environment made people feel cold all over.

Meng Zhoushan walked down slowly.He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped it around his fingertips, then leaned over to pick up the mop and looked at it, only to see that the original gray cloth was soaked red by blood, and had turned dark red after oxidation.

This mop has been there since the afternoon.

And now it was ten o'clock in the evening, and there was no doubt that the murderer had already left.

Meng Zhoushan could only put down the mop, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and walked upstairs while calling Yan Yuezhao.

He knew that the murderer had escaped, and the hurried steps just now gradually became calmer, but his heart sank deeper and deeper inch by inch.

Meng Zhoushan didn't know if his actions changed something, which produced a butterfly effect and triggered this murder that didn't exist in his memory.He only knew that if this case was related to Ouroboros, things would only get more and more difficult in the future.

Relying on the position where the female corpse fell from the window of his house just now, he searched the other's residence in the corridors, and finally stopped in front of one of the doors.

Meng Zhoushan stood at the door and listened quietly for a moment. After confirming that there was no living person inside, he kicked the door open without hesitation.Just hearing a muffled "bang", the old door crashed to the ground.

A bloody smell hit the nostrils, making people dizzy for a while.

Meng Zhoushan walked in without changing his face.He had to confirm some things before the police arrived, otherwise it would not be so easy to protect the scene of the case.

This is a narrow room with only one bedroom and one living room.The windows are closed and airtight.A heavy wooden table is next to the window, and a nylon rope is attached to the table leg, which is pulled out of the window.

There is no doubt that the other end of the rope is tied to the female corpse that fell just now.

Meng Zhoushan frowned, and finally realized why he found that female corpse familiar, it was clearly the girl who was hanging out with that boy today.Standing by the window and looking down, he could vaguely see the corpse hitting the window of his house again and again under the blowing of the night wind.

The girl's body is here, but what about the man's?

Meng Zhoushan withdrew his gaze and walked into the bedroom instead. His gaze skipped over a pile of messy and unwashed clothes on the floor, and finally landed on a big bed in the middle——

A body without a torso lay quietly there.Limbs and heads were gone, and blood poured out, soaking almost the entire mattress.

Blood was stained on the wall, and a giant snake was drawn devouring its own tail, which was grotesque and eerie.

It's Ouroboros...

Meng Zhoushan's complexion changed, and he was about to go in to see if there were other clues, but suddenly there was a siren sound from far to near downstairs.He frowned for a moment, and had no choice but to slowly back out of the murder scene.

Sui Yuesheng came up by the elevator at some point.Pushing the wheelchair, he stopped at the door, saw Meng Zhoushan coming out, and asked hesitantly, "What's wrong inside, is it..."

dead?

Before the last three words could be uttered, Meng Zhoushan covered his eyes with his hand, and pushed the wheelchair to a relatively empty place at the other end of the corridor: "Didn't I let you stay downstairs?"

Sui Yuesheng couldn't help trembling her eyelashes, Meng Zhoushan's palms were itching slightly, and the young man said in a low voice with a little helplessness: "I'm afraid..."

A female corpse kept hitting the window outside in the middle of the night, who would not be afraid.

Meng Zhoushan thought so, and slowly let go of Sui Yuesheng's hand.He realized that it was his own negligence, and his tone was inevitably somewhat apologetic: "I shouldn't have left you here alone."

Sui Yuesheng didn't speak, but silently shook her head.A pair of pale and slender hands tightly clutched the hem of Meng Zhoushan's clothes, as if afraid that he would leave again.Eyes drooping, I don't know what to think.

When Yan Yuezhao rushed here with his men in the middle of the night, he saw such a scene.He was out of breath from running, and immediately rushed to Meng Zhoushan and asked nervously, "Where's the corpse?!"

Meng Zhoushan was often invited to help write crime reports in the past, and he is very familiar with the police station.He glanced at Yan Yuezhao, and motioned him to look inside the room: "There are two of them."

Yan Yuezhao saw the kicked open door with a bad expression: "Did you go in?"

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and more pungent.

Meng Zhoushan glanced at Sui Yuesheng, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and the smell of tobacco quickly overwhelmed the blood.The smoke billowed up, making the eyes hidden behind the lens look unclear: "How can I find the dead body if I don't go in, and how can I call the police if I don't find the dead body?"

Yan Yuezhao: "Stop fucking me, I'll settle the score with you later!"

Yan Yuezhao had never seen Sui Yuesheng before, seeing him leaning against Meng Zhoushan, he couldn't help but glanced at him curiously.But because of the urgency of the situation, he didn't ask any questions. He put on shoe covers and gloves at the door, and entered the crime scene with his men.

Before ouroboros appeared, there had never been such a bloody murder in this city.It is conceivable that Yan Yuezhao yelled angrily in the room: "Where's the head of the corpse?!"

Forensic evidence got used to his violent temper: "Boss, I didn't find it."

Yan Yuezhao: "Where's the arm?"

Forensic: "Under the bed."

Yan Yuezhao: "Where are the legs... Oh, I saw it, it's in the kitchen."

The walls are not soundproof, and their conversations can be heard in all directions.Sui Yuesheng quietly leaned against Meng Zhoushan, sniffing the faint smell of tobacco on the man's body, suddenly raised her head and asked, "Has the person living inside been dismembered?"

His voice was very soft, like water soaked in ice cubes, with a slight hint of coolness, only the two of them could hear it.There was an imperceptible echo in the corridor.

Meng Zhoushan lowered his eyes to look at Sui Yuesheng, but saw that there was pure curiosity in those eyes.He flicked the cigarette ash lightly, and exhaled a wisp of white smoke: "Don't ask so many questions, kid."

Sui Yuesheng smiled lightly when she heard the words, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Not long after, Yan Yuezhao came out of the room with a dark complexion. He was obviously aware of the difficulty of this case, and there was a deep gap between his brows.

When Forensic came out carrying the body bag, he happened to pass by Sui Yuesheng, and he hid behind Meng Zhoushan, making it difficult to tell whether it was disgust or fear.

Meng Zhoushan patted him on the shoulder, comforting him silently.

Yan Yuezhao stepped forward and jokingly said, "Meng Zhoushan, who is this, your illegitimate child?"

Meng Zhoushan paused when he heard the words, and stared directly at him behind the lens. Because of the refraction of the light, there was a flash of white light, and his eyes were cool.

Yan Yuezhao was mean-spirited. He had always been like this since he was a child: "Meng Zhoushan, why are you staring at me? You didn't even take your own nephew with you. You came here to take someone else's kid."

Yan Yuezhao is busy with work, and his ex-wife is abroad. He always likes to throw his son here at Meng Zhoushan.

Meng Zhoushan didn't want to explain too much: "Neighbor next door."

Yan Yuezhao said: "Is it the corpse you found? Make a record separately, you know the process better than me."

A policewoman pushed Sui Yuesheng aside, and began to ask him what happened when the incident happened in a low voice.Yan Yuezhao motioned for the assistant who was going to make notes for Meng Zhoushan to go to the house to help investigate and collect evidence, while he made the notes himself, but before he could speak, he heard Meng Zhoushan ask, "What time was the death time?"

Yan Yuezhao hissed: "You are not a policeman, does this have anything to do with you? Is it important?"

Meng Zhoushan said, "It's very important."

He needed to rule out the suspicion on Sui Yuesheng.

Yan Yuezhao didn't intend to tell him, but Meng Zhoushan had already guessed a general idea, and said calmly: "I met them at the stairs at 01:30 in the afternoon, so their death time was after 01:30. Four o'clock in the afternoon I was writing a manuscript at home, and I happened to see the hair of the female corpse flash past from the window, and the deceased should have been killed at that time."

Therefore,

"The time of their deaths was between two and four in the afternoon."

Yan Yuezhao quickly raised his hand to stop: "Meng Zhoushan, I suggest you shut up, because you are also one of the suspects, understand? Talking too much is not good for you."

Meng Zhoushan's eyes fell on Sui Yuesheng not far away, and said to Yan Yuezhao: "I don't mind if you take me away for investigation, but you have to ask carefully to see if he has time to witness."

Meng Zhoushan and Sui Yuesheng were not together when the murder happened, so he couldn't be sure what the other was doing.Although the young man is frail and has inconvenient legs and feet, he really doesn't look like he can commit a murder.

Yan Yuezhao hummed: "I know, but he is not suspected, killing and dismembering corpses is a laborious task."

The murderer seemed to be playing hide and seek, deliberately hiding the man's body here and there.Under the bed, in the cupboard, in the kitchen, and in the corner of the stairs.Waiting for people to stumble upon it and then scream out loud in terror.

Meng Zhoushan suddenly asked Yan Yuezhao: "Have you seen the Ouroboros pattern on the wall?"

Yan Yuezhao didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this time: "What?"

Meng Zhoushan repeated: "The pattern of ouroboros."

Yan Yuezhao suffered from being uneducated. He only remembered a red circle on the wall and scratched his head: "What kind of snake is ouroboros?"

Meng Zhoushan let out a breath slowly, not understanding how he managed to be friends with this kind of person for more than ten years: "You just need to know that it is a religious pattern, and I suspect that the murderer will commit crimes again."

Yan Yuezhao frowned: "You suspect it's a serial murder?"

Meng Zhoushan nodded, his eyes darkened.

Yan Yuezhao's face was also grim: "That will have to wait for the second case to be officially judged. I just checked, and the two deceased, a man and a woman, were both out-of-towners, unemployed, and their social relations are very complicated. The possibility of vendetta cannot be ruled out." .”

Meng Zhoushan knew that he would not believe such absurd things just because of his few words: "In short, if you pay more attention to this building during this time, I suspect that there will be murders."

"That's for sure," Yan Yuezhao knew that Meng Zhoushan liked to go to messy places to collect materials, "but you don't consider moving out? This kind of place is very chaotic, and several people die every year."

Meng Zhoushan shook his head, he still has a lot of things to investigate.

Yan Yuezhao said: "If you really want to collect materials, a few prisoners just left in the prison. I will save the position for you. If you want to experience life, pass by at any time."

Meng Zhoushan refused: "Thank you, you can keep it for yourself."

Yan Yuezhao stopped joking and was about to ask about the incident.At this moment, Fazheng suddenly came out of the room: "Boss, the rope binding the female corpse is not very strong, we dare not pull it up directly, we have to go downstairs to continue."

Yan Yuezhao saw it when he first entered the house, and the female body was directly hung out of the window of the downstairs resident. In the middle of the night, he must not scare anyone to death, and said in an impatient tone: "You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing, hurry up and knock on the door to negotiate. "

After finishing speaking, he muttered to himself: "I don't know which unlucky person lives downstairs."

Meng Zhoushan glanced at him quietly: "I live downstairs."

Yan Yuezhao: "..."

When Meng Zhoushan called the police, he didn't make it too clear. He only said that a murder case happened here, and Yan Yuezhao drove over in a hurry in the middle of the night. Hearing this, he hissed: "If you have anything else to say, explain it to me once and for all."

Meng Zhoushan threw the door key to him: "The murderer hid the head of the male corpse at the corner of the stairs and blocked it with a mop. I saw it when I came up."

Yan Yuezhao came to his senses and rushed down immediately with his people.The sound of chaotic footsteps was particularly clear in the corridor, echoing repeatedly.

And Sui Yuesheng was still taking notes.Meng Zhoushan leaned his back against the wall and waited by the side, while intermittent conversations came to his ears.

"What were you doing between two and four in the afternoon..."

"Cook……"

"anything else……"

"Washing dishes...mopping the floor..."

"Is there no one else at home..."

"Cousin... uncle... aunt..."

The voice of the female policeman was sobbing and pitiful, and she didn't understand why adults would let a child with handicapped legs do this: "Can't your legs walk?"

"cannot……"

"That is to say, you stay at home between two and four in the afternoon, can uncle and aunt testify?"

"Can……"

The transcript is over.

Meng Zhoushan walked over, grabbed the armrest of Sui Yuesheng's wheelchair from behind, and nodded slightly to the policewoman: "It's troublesome."

The policewoman pulled a strand of hair that had fallen from her ear behind her ear, and smiled: "Editor Meng, you still like to run to the murder scene so much, so be careful. If anything happens later, the police may need to find You continue to investigate."

Meng Zhoushan nodded, saying it's okay.He pressed the elevator button, pushed Sui Yuesheng in, and went downstairs with him.When the door was closed, he asked aloud, "Are you afraid?"

Sui Yuesheng nodded: "The corpse is scary."

Meng Zhoushan stared at him and pointed out: "Sometimes human nature is more terrifying than corpses. People become corpses only after they die, but human nature is innate, so if we have a choice, we Don't touch sin in this life."

Sui Yuesheng suddenly asked softly: "Then what if we have no choice?"

The air in the elevator was silent for a moment because of his words.

Meng Zhoushan lightly moved his fingertips, and was about to say something when the elevator door suddenly opened with a ding.He came back to his senses, pushed Sui Yuesheng out of the elevator, and then smiled: "Indeed, we can't guarantee that we will never touch evil, just like we can't guarantee that we will live forever."

His voice sounded softly: "So no matter where we are, we must leave a retreat for ourselves."

It has been confirmed that this case has nothing to do with Sui Yuesheng.Meng Zhoushan lived in this dangerous building, in addition to wanting to find out the truth behind the Ouroboros incident, there is another more important thing, which is to ensure that the young man in front of him will never touch the crime.

Yan Yuezhao rushed into Meng Zhoushan's house with people, opened the window and unwound the female corpse hanging upside down outside the window.After they collected evidence, they carried the body out of the door in a body bag, and half-dried blood dripped down, leaving a bloodstain on the floor.

Meng Zhoushan turned sideways to make way for them, put his hands in his pockets, and said to Yan Yuezhao: "Mop the floor for me."

"Mopping the floor?" Yan Yuezhao picked out his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, thinking that Meng Zhoushan was still so stinky, "It would be nice if I asked Forensic to clean the windows for you, and you want me to mop the floor for you? "

It's now in the middle of the night, so it's not good to disturb the people.Yan Yuezhao and the others took the body away, and planned to come back tomorrow to ask other residents about the situation.

Meng Zhoushan could only wait for them to leave, and then clean up by himself.It's just that there was such a big commotion in the middle of the night that the surrounding residents were startled, and many people opened the windows to look out.

Sui Yuesheng pushed the wheelchair into the house, just in time to see Meng Zhoushan close the window.He found a rag from the locker, leaned over and began to wipe the blood on the floor.

Seeing this, Meng Zhoushan came over and gently took the rag from his hand: "I'll do it."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Are you sleepy? There is also a small compartment inside, you can go in and sleep for a while."

Sui Yuesheng glanced at the wall clock on the wall and found that it was already three o'clock in the morning. Afraid of disturbing Meng Zhoushan, she shook her head: "It's okay, I'll just go home and sleep..."

Meng Zhoushan adjusted his glasses, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and he asked helplessly, "If your uncle doesn't open the door for you, will you sleep in the corridor?"

He guessed it wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

Sui Yuesheng unconsciously clenched the armrest of the wheelchair: "It doesn't matter, he will open the door when he sobers up."

Everyone knows how cold the corridor outside is, so it is naturally impossible for Meng Zhoushan to let Sui Yuesheng stay in the corridor alone.He got up and walked to the door, and closed the door behind his back with a click: "Stay with me tonight, I'll make the bed, and you can sleep in the room inside for the night."

There was only one bed in the room, Sui Yuesheng looked up at Meng Zhoushan, hesitantly said: "Uncle Meng, where do you sleep?"

Meng Zhoushan draped the coat on the sofa: "I sleep on the sofa."

After he finished speaking, as if he had realized something, he took a look at Sui Yuesheng: "How do you know my surname is Meng?"

Sui Yuesheng smiled: "I heard that policeman call you 'Meng Zhoushan'."

Meng Zhoushan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Sui Yuesheng said, "Don't you want to know my name?"

Hearing this, Meng Zhoushan paused, then slowly squatted down in front of Sui Yuesheng, keeping his gaze level with him, and asked with a very patient smile, "Then what's your name?"

Sui Yuesheng said word by word: "Sui Yuesheng..."

He said, "My name is Sui Yuesheng..."