Swallowing the Seas

It was almost evening when the two left the research institute.Although Mr. Chen had some scruples, he could see that he was very concerned about the case. Before leaving, he personally delivered it, and promised to help them find clues related to the skull helmet.

Bu Chonghua still had stitches on his left back shoulder, so Wu Yu, a disabled person, could only drive.Parking at the gate of the university was quite messy, and big cars were not easy to reverse. It was all thanks to Wu Yu's superb technology to the millimeter that he reversed the SUV. Just as he was about to turn around, he received a call from Liao Gang.

Technical Team Wang Tu... Papa Wang fell in love with them again. He not only sent the victim's body for a third inspection, but also dug three truckloads of rocky beach debris from the river bank, and tried his best to dig out the three truckloads of soil. The murderer's invisible DNA.In addition, the attack on Liu Dongcai personally led by Song Bureau and Xu Bureau has come to an end, and the "Old Lianzi" collapsed not long after his stubborn resistance. Shake it off.

But none of these cases had any connection with the [-] Skeleton Murder Case.

"I see." The SUV made a beautiful U-turn in the sunset, and Wu Yu heard Bu Chonghua say from the co-pilot: "There is a new situation in this case, and we may have to find a way to investigate the religious fanatics in this city." .”

Liao Gang thought he heard it wrong: "What, religion?!"

"Yes." Bu Chonghua briefly told him about the visit to Mr. Chen just now: "If this is true, then the murderer may be a person who usually lives alone and behaves strangely, but talks about death, reincarnation, classics and other messy concepts. It is difficult for men on the side to find like-minded people in real life, and they are likely to seek empathy online.”

Liao Gang was a little bit embarrassed: "This portrait is not easy to find, boss. There are only thirteen cities in the country with a population of over [-] million, and Jinhai is lucky to be one of them. There are so many homeboys surfing the Internet these days. Nine out of ten out of ten looked like murderers..."

Bu Chonghua pondered for a moment, the setting sun passed through the front window of the car, casting a stern shadow on his side cheek.

"If my guess is correct," he said slowly, "this man may also have an extraordinary enthusiasm for relationships between men and women. Check the escort girls in the shampoo room, maybe there will be clues."

Liao Gang took the order to go, and Wu Yu glanced at him while driving.

Bu Chonghua immediately asked: "What?"

"……nothing."

As the SUV drove forward in the evening rush hour traffic, Bu Chonghua squinted his eyes, looked up and down at the silent profile beside him, and said after a while, "Wu Yu."

"Yes, team."

"You are not a prisoner, and I am not a prison guard. There is no one around now, so you don't have to pretend to be in awe of me anymore, just ask whatever you want."

Wu Yu didn't say a word at first, not knowing what was weighing in his heart, Bu Chonghua waited for him calmly.It wasn't until the police car turned left and merged with the green light that he asked, "Why did you ask Deputy Captain Liao to check on the escort girl in the shampoo room?"

"Experience." Bu Chonghua said, "Those who engage in cults these days usually use the orthodox religions that exist legally in reality as a cover, such as distorting and demonizing Catholicism, Taoism, Tibetan Buddhism, etc. MLM-style brainwashing worship. Although the methods are refurbished, the purpose of the crime is the same, nothing more than money, sex, and desire for dominance. It is precisely because of this that the leaders of cults reported abroad are usually inseparable from sex crimes.”

Wu Yu was thoughtful, and asked after a while: "So this case is indeed related to the sacrifice of a cult?"

The two men's eyes met briefly, but Bu Chonghua did not answer, "Stop the car ahead."

The police SUV slowly stopped on the side of the road. Wu Yu didn't know why, so he followed Bu Chonghua around, and after a while, he turned into a restaurant in the alley with a bright sign: Chaoshan casserole porridge.

"Fried liver, fried bean sprouts, braised chicken nuggets, two pots of porridge." Bu Chonghua handed the menu to Wu Yu: "What do you want?"

Wu Yu lowered his head and rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said vaguely, "I'm casual, and it doesn't look particularly good..."

"I'll pay."

"...The fish in the tank seems to be okay."

The two faced each other, Wu Yu's eyes wandered.

Bu Chonghua was expressionless, staring at his transparent and bleeding face, and handed the menu to the waiter: "Here is a piece of steamed fish."

The waiter immediately said "Hey!", and went to the back kitchen to place an order.

It's time to eat, the restaurant is very lively, but the food is served very quickly. The casserole porridge is salty and delicious, the bean sprouts are fresh and refreshing, and even the fried liver is meaty and thick, fat but not greasy.Wu Yu picked up the chopped green onion on the steamed fish with chopsticks as if nothing had happened. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that the leader didn't respond. He dug out half of the fish maw and buried it in his bowl; , and quickly dug out the other half of the fish maw.

Bu Chonghua pretended not to see it, tapped the fried liver with his chopsticks, and said, "Eat it, I'll order it for you to replenish blood."

Wu Yu said "Hmm" on the surface, but Bu Chonghua observed him while eating, and saw that he only picked up the few bean sprout leaves except for the fish, and didn't touch any other dishes with his chopsticks.

"You don't eat offal?"

"... not much food."

"Where's the chicken?"

Wu Yu bowed his head perfunctorily: "It's okay!"

Seeing him like that, Bu Chonghua felt that something was wrong, but before he thought about it, Wu Yu asked vaguely with a fish bone in his mouth: "So how do we investigate now, is it really related to cult sacrifices?"

"What do you think?"

"..." Wu Yu hesitated for a moment: "I don't know, I just feel that this matter... sounds too mysterious."

"I also think it's too mysterious." Bu Zhonghua paused and said, "Sacrifice is a ritual, and a ritual must include many indispensable elements: object, sacrifice, season, and method. If Five Zero Two kills If the case was a sacrificial ceremony, the murderer wore a very small and highly restored religious symbol—a human head mask; he chose 15-year-old Nian Xiaoping as the sacrifice—a young girl; A date with a special meaning—rainstorm night. It seems to satisfy all our imaginations about cult sacrifices, but if you think about it carefully, there is actually one crucial element missing.”

"means?"

"Yes, the method. The killing process was too clean and decisive. Killed with one knife, and left immediately after killing. The murderer never showed any emotional connection to the sacrificial ceremony, and he didn't even have symbolic piety—you still remember what Old Chen said. Is it?"

Old Chen explained it very clearly to them just now: "...in primitive worship, a virgin symbolizes purity and detachment from the world. Her human skin, uterus, and leg bones are all materials for making magical instruments..."

Wu Yu was thoughtful.

"The murder process did not reveal the slightest need for the girl's human skin, reproductive organs, or skull and leg bones, but just stabbed the heart with a knife, and immediately discarded the body after death; this kind of crude sacrificial method is the same as wearing a skull helmet Compared with the strong sense of ritual, it is very contradictory, and there is a more important point at the same time."

Bu Zhonghua paused, Wu Yu subconsciously stopped the chopsticks, looked at him, and only heard him ask softly:

"—How can the murderer be sure that Nian Xiaoping is a virgin?"

The restaurant was buzzing with people, dishes were coming and going, no one noticed that in a corner of the bustling lobby, the two of them faced each other silently, and there was a strange and bloody murder case in front of them.

After a long time, Wu Yu lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, and smiled shortly: "... After your analysis, I feel that this is a random murder case."

Bu Chonghua said solemnly: "I hope it's not a random murder, but the case has indeed shown the characteristics of a random murder."

Among all types of cases, random homicide is the most difficult to solve.Although the reasoning in detective novels is superb, and modern criminal investigation technology is also changing with each passing day, in reality, front-line criminal police investigations are still boring and platoon visits, and crowd tactics are the biggest magic weapon for many cases to be solved.If there is no motivation, no reason, and lack of screening criteria and investigation directions, it will become very difficult to screen clues from massive and boring information.

The murderer of Case [-] has absconded, and now the golden search period has passed. If it continues, will he escape from Jinhai and disappear into the ends of the earth?

Or, after discovering that the police are helpless, will he become so confident that he commits another crime?

Wu Yu suddenly stared at Bu Chonghua, hesitant to speak.

"What?" Bu Chonghua raised his head and asked sensitively.

Perhaps because Bu Chonghua's attitude was very patient along the way, after hesitating for a moment, Wu Yu still put forward his own opinion on the murderer: "You said he might have killed people at random... If Nian Xiaoping was a sacrifice he picked at random, Is it possible that this is not his first crime?"

"I think so too." Bu Chonghua said, "But I have checked the similar cases against young girls in the whole city this year, and more than 30 police cases have been ruled out, and..."

"You are investigating intentional injury and attempted robbery, right?"

"What do you mean?"

Wu Yu said slowly: "A teenage girl may think differently from the police. The murderer kept a distance from Nian Xiaoping before committing the crime this time. If he also followed the victim before committing the crime last time, the little girl might not have thought of it." He wanted to hurt someone, even if he called 110, he would not say that someone intended to rob, but would say—”

Bu Chonghua's expression suddenly lifted.

Robbery!

If the murderer didn't wear a scary skull mask during the stalking stage, but just followed the target with a knife, then when a teenage girl found an adult man following her, it would be hard to imagine what kind of sacrifice the other party was going to do. Their first reaction was that there were hooligans with intentions to do something wrong!

Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone, rummaged through the address book, and dialed a number: "Hello, Lao Zhang? Is your command center summarizing the police dispatch records from last month?"

Zhang Zhi is the person in charge of the alarm center. In the past two days, Xiao Sui, who was sent by the Nancheng detachment, has almost stepped on the threshold, and even the floor of the office is about three inches bald.Bu Chonghua ignored the pleasantries, and asked straight to the point: "How many police reports have young women been followed, voyeurized, and attempted obscenity in the city this quarter? Send me a summary and send it to the Silihe case. Hurry up." !"

"Bu Chonghua, you son of a bitch, I've been wasting my days in this broken search system! Your eldest son, Liao Gang, just patted my chest yesterday and assured me that the case has nothing to do with harassment and obscenity!..."

Wu Yu was drinking porridge, when he heard the word "Da Fang", he almost choked on the rice grains.

"He asked the four deputy directors of their center to call the first room to the fourth room respectively. Don't pay attention to such low-level jokes. Eat quickly. After eating, I will go back to the city bureau to work overtime." Bu Chonghua hung up the phone, and picked up a chopstick to steam Yu drank the last sip of porridge, got up and said, "I'll pay the bill."

Behind him, Wu Yu was just about to pick up the fish when the chopsticks suddenly froze in mid-air.

When Bu Chonghua paid the bill, the proprietress forcibly offered two packs of mints as a gift. Before he could politely refuse, the phone rang again. The number of relevant alarms in the first half of the year..."

Bu Chonghua frowned, answering the phone with one hand, and carrying two packs of mints in the other, just as he was walking towards the dining table, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wu Yu from a distance and paused.

——Wu Yu picked out the steamed fish he just picked up with the tip of his chopsticks, put it in a napkin, wrapped it up and threw it at hand.Then he frowned and took a piece of fish, but didn't put it in his mouth, just stared at it, with a trace of undisguised disgust on his face.

But he didn't say anything.

He pushed the remaining half of the fish, got up and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel.

At that moment, Bu Chonghua suddenly realized where the error he noticed just now came from——

On this dining table, the braised chicken and stir-fried liver that he puts chopsticks more frequently, Wu Yu didn’t move a single chopstick; the plate of bean sprouts he picked up, Wu Yu would switch sides and continue to pick, deliberately avoiding the area touched by his chopsticks .

Love and hate are clear, and the difference is clear.

Lao Zhang’s complaints on the other side of the phone continued: “…Pranks, false alarms, invalid information, virtual numbers, all together, the number of women who reported to the police in the first half of the year and were stalked and molested…”

Wu Yu came this way, Bu Chonghua collected himself: "How much?"

"Four thousand 320 nine!" Lao Zhang was full of resentment: "Find a needle in a haystack!"