crime profiler in the dark

The cold wind swept away the only fallen leaves on the trees, and the air was full of heart-piercing coldness. Yi Yunzhao stood in front of the address that should have been the Wu family's door, looking at the dilapidated door ahead, and the gloomy The room has a chilly feeling.

"Hello—is anyone there?" The Wu family lived in an independent villa in the suburbs. There were few people around, not even anyone asking for directions. He called into the house, but the only response to him was the wind passing through the hall.

"I'm coming in~" Yi Yunzhao pushed open the door cautiously, as if afraid of disturbing anything, whispered.

The Wu family's house has been around for some years, and with a "creak" sound, the door timidly opened a crack, and the dark moonlight squeezed into the house, stretching Yi Yunzhao's shadow infinitely.

"Is anyone there~~?" Yi Yunzhao dared not enter the door, so he called out boldly.

Is anyone there? Is anyone? Is anyone? Yi Yunzhao's voice echoed in the room, making it even more eerie.

Is there a...ghost in here? !This thought suddenly came to Yi Yunzhao's mind, just as he was hesitating whether to wait until tomorrow when the sun was at its peak, suddenly, a flickering will-o'-the-wisp floated towards him.

"Ah!!" Yi Yunzhao couldn't restrain himself from screaming. Before he could run away, an old man in ragged clothes appeared in front of him. Zheng Zheng stared at Yi Yunzhao with dissatisfaction, and shouted in a pure foreign dialect:

"If you want to come in, come in, call a hair!"

"Oh—" Yi Yunzhao saw that the other party was a human being, and his heart fell to the ground. He followed the old man into the inner hall, and found a dozen tired beggars lying inside, wrapped in clothes that other people didn't want. The blanket was rotten, and because he hadn't bathed or washed for many years, his body gave off a stench, which made the whole room stink, and every breath was a kind of torment.

"Who are you?" When Yi Yunzhao approached, the old man realized that his clothes were bright and he was definitely not their fellow travelers, so he asked with a little hostility.

"Is the owner here surnamed Wu?" Yi Yunzhao knew that such a person hated government agencies deeply. If he reported himself as a policeman, they might not cooperate. "I'm here to visit relatives."

"I don't know. Lao Wang, do you know?" the old man asked the beggar who lived here the longest.

"Okay! Don't disturb my sleep!" Lao Wang replied impatiently.

"Damn it, you're still covered with the clothes they gave you, so you won't be able to recognize anyone!" A young man with long hair and shawls next to Lao Wang, who was so greasy that he could twist it into twists, cursed, and then answered Yi Yun. Zhao: "The surname is indeed Wu. A beautiful woman came here some time ago. She said this was her home, and that it would be very cold in winter if we lived here. She also brought a lot of cotton clothes and quilts. She is beautiful and has a heart. That’s good! Some time ago, I helped a brother settle down in City C!!”

"The woman you mentioned is the youngest daughter (youngest daughter) of the Wu family." After hearing what the young man said, Lao Wang said, "An accident happened to the Wu family nine years ago, and only she and her sister are left, but Her sister seems to have married out of town a few years ago."

"Is it related to Wu Jintian's matter?" Yi Yunzhao asked.

"What's Xiaoqiu's name?" Although Lao Wang's attitude was not good, he still answered Yi Yunzhao's question: "I heard that he had a fight with someone (dialect: it means fighting) and tricked him into beating him up! (was beaten by others), and followed (then) the old man (father) at the head of the house begged for death, and my mother hanged herself too, and I heard that she hanged herself in this room~~~" Lao Wang said that he couldn't figure it out. Looking at other people with penetrating eyes.

"Tch—!" Many people pointed their middle fingers at him.

"Then do you have that girl's phone number?" Maybe she can't remember much about what happened nine years ago?But Yi Yunzhao still wanted to ask.

Everyone looked at him with "do you think we'll have a phone?" look.

"Do you know how to contact her?" Yi Yunzhao asked again.

Everyone shook their heads, expressing their ignorance.

It seemed that the family members of the last deceased person could not be contacted, but this did not affect Yi Yunzhao's conclusion:

Dr. Gong definitely has psychic abilities! !