crime profiler in the dark

At this time, the Zhang Family Villa on Sanyang Street had been put on a yellow cordon, and many people were watching and talking outside the line. Another police officer on the island was on the scene to maintain order.

Different from Jiang Xingcheng's Chinese courtyard style, Zhang Jie's villa design is simple and retro. The walls are red brick walls from the last century, the floor is gray concrete floor, the furniture is mostly made of steel bars, and the household appliances are extremely old. Even The TVs are all big boxes with only 30 inches or so that should have been eliminated long ago. Those who don’t know think they have traveled back to [-] years ago.

It was his diving instructor who found Zhang Jie. They had made an appointment to go out to sea this morning, but he waited at the pier but Zhang Jie was not seen. His body was found.

Unlike the previous deceased who apparently died of accidents and illnesses, Zhang Jie was tied to a chair with his hands behind his back, his face was distorted in extreme pain, his pupils had reached his upper eyelids to the greatest extent, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his tears had long since condensed His eyes were granulated, his mouth was taped, and he couldn't cry out.

Zhang Jie died in pain and despair, and the cause of his death was clear at a glance—a big hole was cut in his stomach, bloody red internal organs were scattered all over the floor, and blood dripped down his pants and chairs on the ground. There was a pool of dark red blood on the cement floor. There were some small footprints and bloody traces around the blood lake. It seemed that some small animal escaped in the blood.

There was an iron bucket upside down beside the chair, with black scorched marks on the bottom, and the leather ropes that tied the bucket were scattered beside it.

"My God! This is..." Qin Siye had already guessed seven or eight points when she saw this situation. She put on medical gloves and checked Zhang Jie's eyes first. "The eye fluid is glassy, ​​and the time of death is 6- 8 hours ago;" Then she checked the wound on her abdomen, feeling even more heavy, "The preliminary judgment is that the wound on the abdomen was caused by a small rodent," she said while picking up the gray-black hair with a camera. In the evidence bag, "There is a hematoma in the wound, which is a non-gravitational blood trail, but I will still use immunochemical tissue to test for fibrin clots."

"What do you mean?" Yi Yunzhao was confused by Qin Siye's technical terms.

Qin Siye turned his head, looked at him with a complicated and sad expression, and said, "It means that the deceased was still alive when he was ripped open by a mouse."

"The murderer is so inhuman!" Officer Liu was furious.

"Yun Zhao, I'll report to Director He and ask for support." Bai Haolin knew that such a vicious case had happened, and they couldn't get away for a while.

After reporting the case to He Guangzhong, Bai Haolin felt guilty and called Lu Yaming:

"Sorry, Miss Lu, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back tomorrow night, so..."

"It's okay, I've made arrangements here, don't worry." Although Lu Yaming said so, he was still a little disappointed.

"No, we should stop our actions. If Xing Hongming finds out, you..." Bai Haolin was extremely worried that Lu Yagou was in danger alone.

"Don't worry, the cameras are hidden very secretly and won't be discovered. Besides, this is our only chance. You don't want to lose everything, do you?" Lu Yaming felt warm and sweet when he saw that he was worried about himself. .

Indeed, in order to obtain this opportunity, Lu Yaming sold the humble house catering company to a multinational group controlled by Xing Hongming at a low price in order to find out what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd. , I'm afraid he will never be able to get close to the truth!

After thinking about it for a long time, Bai Haolin said: "Okay, but before I come back, you must not touch those cameras - if Xing Hongming finds out, you can just pretend that you don't know, and he can't find evidence and motivation, I won’t embarrass you.”

"Yes." Lu Yaming replied softly, "It's you, be careful outside."

"Don't worry, I will."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Haolin let out a deep breath, and his mood was not relaxed because of Lu Yaming's strong backing. He knew that the serial murders on Weiyang Island had gotten out of control, and the murderer's anger had turned to nuclear weapons. Pollution has nothing to do with people.