Weird Regulator

Judging from the surface of the handbag, this style is extremely ordinary, and at best the leather texture is very good.

However, judging from the photos shared by some netizens on the website, the package used in the corpse dumping case fifteen years ago was actually made of cloth and contained a plastic bag.

Ji Li looked at the leather handbag and gently poked the surface of the bag with his fingers. He only touched a hard piece.

Two similar cases in fifteen years, the first difference is the handbag containing the body.

However, this difference may be because the hotel does not want Tongguan and others to confuse the two cases so easily.

After all, if it is made of fabric, you may have the opportunity to get some tactile feedback when carrying the bag in Tongguan.

Ji Li grabbed the air and a black mask appeared in his hand. He put the mask on, arranged his gloves, and started to open the bag.

The iron zipper was opened, and a strange smell spread out from the small crack.

It's not particularly smelly or fishy, ​​but it has an indescribable smell mixed together.

Ji Li frowned and pulled open the zipper completely. As expected, a large pure black plastic bag appeared inside, just like a shopping bag in a shopping mall.

Suppressing the smell, he opened the plastic bag, and the smell became stronger. He didn't understand it until this moment.

This is the smell of death.

The slices of meat were almost the same as what Fang Shenyan described. They were just like the cuts in a roast duck restaurant, very neat.

Pieces are piled up in several rows, and most of them are a strange red and white color, some are pure white, some are dark red, and some are half red and half white.

There are an extremely large number of meat slices, densely arranged in one place, and the shape of each slice is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

If Ji Li hadn't known in advance that this was the deceased, he would have definitely thought that this was the ultimate knife skill of a top chef.

Placed near the meat slices were three fingers. It was hard to tell which fingers they belonged to. There was no blood on them and not much meat.

It seems that these three fingers have been specially processed, so the condition of the deceased cannot be identified through details.

However, by comparing the length, Ji Li guessed that it was not the little finger and thumb, but the three middle fingers.

Give me an electronic scale and I'll check the weight.

Ji Li didn't raise his head. He was focused on the situation and didn't think about the situation when the deceased was killed, so he didn't feel sick anymore and spoke into the loudspeaker above his head.

Fang Shenyan's explanation was still not over. He was waiting for Ji Li's work to reach a suitable position.

How many?

Ji Li placed the first handbag on the electronic scale, watched the number on it jump back and forth a few times and then said softly:

6.89 kilograms...

Ji Li's face was very calm. He then realized something was wrong, and then he opened the handbag, put the pieces of meat and fingers separately on the scale, and finally gave the conclusion:

The net weight of the whole bag of meat slices is 4.75 kilograms, fingers are not counted.

Fang Shenyan retracted his stretched neck, put on another cigarette and said:

A total of four body bags were found at that time, including three packages of meat slices, and a package of heads and internal organs.

With the experience of the first handbag, Ji Li checked the two bags behind him much faster. Sure enough, as Fang Shenyan said, the remaining two bags contained different numbers of meat slices.

In addition to the meat slices, the second package also contained two fingers. After checking, they should be the thumb and little finger.

But Ji Li was not sure whether the five fingers he pieced together belonged to the same hand.

The third package also contained nearly 5 kilograms of meat slices without fingers, and contained a complete set of women's clothing.

But this clothing is only underwear, without pants or jacket.

In other words, the three handbags that Ji Li and Fang Shenyan wanted to throw away the bodies did not have the heads and human organs that were included in the unsolved case fifteen years ago.

Ji Li frowned. This was the second difference he discovered from the last case.

After packing up the body bag, Ji Li went to the bathroom and washed his hands. Finally, he returned to the conference room and sat down facing Fang Shenyan.

If you say that our mission is the same type of murder case as that one fifteen years ago, or even committed by the same murderer.

Now we have two doubts: first, the packages used to dump the body are different;

Second, there are also four body bags. The three we have are indeed suitable, but what I don’t understand is why four bags could be thrown together fifteen years ago.

But today's mission is to find the fourth body bag and deliver it to Tongguan and others.

Ji Li could only deduce these things based on the unsolved cases from fifteen years ago and three highly similar body bags.

Fang Shenyan nodded, and then gave his thoughts:

The first suspicion is that it may be because of the different times. Body bags from that time are difficult to find now and are probably out of print.

The second doubt is not really a doubt. At most, it provides unknown inference ideas.

We have found three of the four body bags that were thrown into unsolved cases fifteen years ago. Now only the head, internal organs, and coat of the deceased have not been found.

Then we can be sure that the fourth body bag we are going to find should contain these things.

Ji Li was silent for a moment after hearing this, and finally nodded, but then shook his head:

“That’s how it’s explained, but I need to give you, and myself, a heads up.

Similarity does not mean complete consistency, not to mention that we are on a mission and we have to face ghosts, not humans anymore.

You cannot completely substitute the unsolved cases from fifteen years ago for reference, otherwise you will only fall into the maze of preconceived ideas.

Fang Shenyan also agreed very much, but after a moment he gave the reply:

But we now have to connect the two cases, otherwise there will be nothing to investigate.

Ji Li had no doubts and spread his hands to indicate for him to continue:

Tell me about the last time you saw Mu Nianmei.

Fang Shenyan pushed the cigarette case to Ji Li, and the two of them puffed away again. He pulled Ji Li's mind back to the night fifteen years ago.

“On November 13, 2000, I can’t remember the time clearly, but it was completely dark, probably between seven and eight o’clock in the evening.

I was sixteen years old at that time. After school, I got off at the 130 bus stop on Dongling Road and returned home.

Tangling Road was an old city at that time, and most of the people living there were elderly people, so it was not too late. When I got off the bus, there were no pedestrians.

Originally, after getting off the bus, I walked down the road for more than 300 meters and I would reach my home, which was only five minutes away.

If I go home directly, I won't see Mu Nianmei at all.

But something happened at that time that forced me to stop at the Tangling Road stop sign for ten more minutes.

Ji Li was fascinated by what he heard. He couldn't help but lean forward, get closer and ask:

What could make you, a little kid, stop on a deserted street at night for a full ten minutes?

Fang Shenyan narrowed his eyes slightly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and spoke in an unnaturally low voice a truth that shocked Ji Li.

Because, I bumped into another ongoing murder case...