Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Queen Elizabeth Hospital, in the corridor outside the mortuary door.

Uncle Jiu took a deep look at Du Weiguo, with a serious expression and a solemn tone:
"Wesley, I also know that you are a big man and you have done earth-shattering events, but I won't look for you for any ordinary cases.

It's just that the current case is too tricky, and the victims are all innocent women, so I'm at a loss as to what to do~~"

There was a hint of shame in Uncle Jiu's tone. Although he couldn't know everything about what Du Weiguo had done, he had heard about it.

Uncle Nine knows in his heart that what Du Weiguo is doing now has long been beyond the scope of his cognition. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a big deal that can change the day.

Therefore, even this kind of treacherous serial blood-sucking murder case is still not worth mentioning to Du Weiguo now.

Du Weiguo shook his head with a wry smile, jokingly said to himself:

"Uncle Jiu, there is a real relationship between us, you helped me in the most difficult time, so there is no need to say these polite words.

Besides, I'm not a big shot, I'm just a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill. I left my hometown and had enemies everywhere. "

Du Weiguo's tone was a little downcast. Just as Uncle Jiu was about to speak, he suddenly changed the subject:
"However, after experiencing ordeals, the blood is not cold, and when encountering such a cruel and innocent beast, no matter whether he is a human or a ghost, he must always be taken care of, it is duty-bound!"

Uncle Ninth was moved, his old face flushed red: "Okay, what a duty to do, Wesley, I sure didn't misread you, you haven't changed~~"

Du Weiguo shook his head with a smile and interrupted him:
"Uncle Jiu, now is not the time to flatter me, let's go to the nearest crime scene to re-investigate, what if we find any clues?"

Uncle Jiu is not a procrastinating character either, he acted vigorously and immediately suppressed his emotions, and replied in a deep voice:
"Okay, then let's go now."

The most recent incident occurred two days ago. The incident occurred in How Ming Lane, Kwun Tong. In fact, it has already left the jurisdiction of Yau Tsim Mong. Normally, the East Kowloon Police Station should be responsible.

It's just that this weird case has been classified as a serial murder case by the Hong Kong Island Police Headquarters and has been investigated.

The first, second, and fifth cases all happened in Yau Tsim Mong, the jurisdiction of Uncle Nine, and he is a well-known iron-blooded detective.

Therefore, the specific investigator of this case naturally fell on Uncle Jiu's shoulders.

On the way to Kwun Tong, the Land Rover jeep was driving smoothly. The driver was a plainclothes agent under Uncle Jiu, whose name was Chen Xianpeng, known as Peng Tsai, and Uncle Jiu's confidant.

Du Weiguo was sitting on the spacious leather back seat, holding a cigarette in his hand, silently flipping through the complete file, frowning and looking serious.

It's no wonder that Uncle Jiu was helpless. This case was full of viciousness from the inside to the outside, and it really felt like there was no way to start.

The first case occurred at midnight 14 days ago, while the second occurred at 2 am on the same day.

The two crime locations are no more than 200 meters apart. They are both located in the same residential area on Fokkeris Road in East Tsim Sha Tsui, adjacent to Victoria Harbour, and close to the famous red light district, Portland Street.

It stands to reason that even during this time period, there are still many pedestrians on the street, but there are no witnesses, just like a ghost asking for his life, it's weird and chills down the spine.

After that, every 2 to 3 days, the same case would occur, and the crime area had spread to the whole Hong Kong Island.

The most recent case occurred the day before yesterday in the Jingyuan Building in Qiaomingli, Kwuntang District. A white-collar lady engaged in foreign trade and working overtime until late at night was sucked to death in her office on the 16th floor.

The victims of the series of cases were all women, but their ages and appearances were uneven. The youngest was 16, and the oldest was 33. Some were pretty, and some were very ordinary.

Du Weiguo specifically asked Dr. Wu, who was in charge of the autopsy, that the victims were not all (virgin) girls, and even mothers who had given birth.

There is no connection between the victims. The jobs, schools, beliefs, and trajectories of actions are different, and there is no overlap at all.

Uncle Nine is no fool, he has made great efforts to investigate these basic situations, very meticulously, even checked the hospital where he was born, sure enough.

The most frightening thing is that none of the crime scenes left any effective clues, fingerprints, footprints, clothing residues and the like, nothing at all.

Even in one case, the victim lived in the same room as her sister, on bunk beds. The younger sister was sucked dry of blood, but the older sister didn't notice.

So far, the only thing that can be confirmed is that the victims are all women, and the fangs sucked blood to death, that's all.

In this way, it is very difficult to test and write the murderer. The criminal targets are women, and there is no age limit, no occupation limit, and no identity limit. The scope is really broad.

The most important thing is that this guy's method of committing the crime is too bizarre. Thinking in another way, Du Weiguo thought to himself.

Even he, although he can kill every victim silently without alarming anyone.

But to drain all the blood of the victim in a short period of time, without leaving a single drop, is beyond his capabilities, and even he can't think of any means to achieve this.

Du Weiguo closed the case file, flicked the soot that had accumulated for a long time, and let out a deep breath:

"Uncle Jiu, this case is so serious, 8 people have died, why didn't you hear any movement on the street?"

Sitting on the co-pilot, Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, and flicked the cigarette butt out of the window with some resentment:
"Oh, the news has been blocked, there has been a lot of trouble in the north recently, and the market on our Hong Kong Island is somewhat unstable.

It happened to be just in time for the governor of Guilao Hong Kong, who was about to change his term, so it was natural to press down on these news that could easily cause panic. "

Covering the lid in an accident, hey, it really is a familiar formula that seems familiar. Du Weiguo couldn't help but feel a little tired, and curled his lips in disdain:
"Uncle Nine, such a big case has been put on the shoulders of a little detective like you. It's such a heavy burden. Can you handle it with your small stature?"

Uncle Jiu sneered, and complained angrily:
"Ha, how is it possible? I, Feng Jiu, am I an ass? For this case, the General Administration has set up a special task force.

The team leader is Guilao Police Commissioner Philip, and the deputy team leader is Zonghua Detective Inspector Lei Luo. "

Du Weiguo smiled, and shook his head helplessly, it really is as black as crows in the world!The leader moved his mouth, and the following ran with broken legs.

If the case is solved, the main credit is the leader, and if the case is not solved, all the faults are due to work.

"Uncle Jiu, are there really no ghosts in this world?"

Du Weiguo took a cold breath and asked a seemingly stupid question. Uncle Jiu was so angry that he couldn't help coughing a few times, his face turned red, and he shouted angrily:
"No, I've said it many times, definitely not. Our Maoshan Taoist sect has been established for hundreds of years, and we have always studied ghosts and evil spirits. The conclusion is that there are no ghosts in the world!"

Du Weiguo curled his lips and muttered in a low voice:

"No, then you still study for hundreds of years? This is not taking off your pants and farting~"

Uncle Jiu was sullen: "What did you say?"

Du Weiguo hastily switched the words:
"Uncle Nine, this case doesn't look like a human handwriting. If there are really no sneaky zombies in the world, then have you asked those ghosts if there are such creatures as vampires?"

Uncle Jiu frowned, his face was full of gloom, and his voice was muffled:
"I don't know, those ghosts in the police station are trash, they only care about making money, and they can't be counted on at all, but I have already asked Reina.

She also doesn't know anything about vampires, but she takes them very seriously. She has already contacted the Holy See of the Vatican, but has not received a reply yet. "

Du Weiguo pondered for a moment, then crushed out the cigarette butt:

"Uncle Jiu, based on your knowledge, don't you think there are any clues or clues in this case?"

Uncle Jiu understood Du Weiguo's implication, and said in a low tone:
"Actually, it's not that there are no clues at all. Wait for a while, when you arrive at the scene of the crime, you will understand."

Uncle Nine was a bit reserved, so Du Weiguo stopped asking, and reached out to touch Ye Dire's big head lying beside him.

This pig is very comfortable. After eating and drinking enough, it has already fallen asleep heartlessly.

As early as in the morgue, Du Weiguo and Ye Dire had communicated silently in consciousness. Even with Ye Dire's extraordinary sense of smell, he still couldn't find any clues about the smell from the corpse.

This case is indeed a bit unsolvable.

Crystal Garden Building in Kwun Tong, this is an old-school rich family on Hong Kong Island, the property of the Luo family. The entire 16th floor is a Hong Kong branch of Citigroup’s daily-use brand.

Today is the weekend, a rest day, most of the buildings are foreign companies, and they are basically on holiday, and it just so happens that such a weird case happened.

Therefore, when Du Weiguo and his party reached the 16th floor, the company didn't even have a single employee, only two building security guards were left trembling at the door of the office.

Needless to say, this company is worthy of being run by Citigroupers. It is rich and powerful, and the decoration is quite good. It is simple and elegant, and the space is spacious enough.

Pengzai has inspected the scene many times, and he is familiar with the road, leading Du Weiguo to an office where human figures are drawn with white ash.

Pointing to the figure in front of the throne, Pengzai explained softly:

"Mr. Wesley, this is the location where the victim, Liang Wenqian, was last killed. The time of the murder was around 12 o'clock in the morning two days ago.

After being sucked dry of her blood, she fell to the ground and was found by her colleagues who went to work the next morning and reported the case. "

The tone of Pengzi talking to Du Weiguo was extremely respectful, even a little nervous. After all, the name of the evil god was not only spread among short mules, but also in the circle of sirs.

But Du Weiguo couldn't take care of Pengzai's emotions at the moment, his brows were furrowed, his face was solemn, and he felt an inexplicable, mysterious "field".

This feeling is hard to describe. There is no smell, no sound, and no concrete image. It is simply a very strange feeling.

Standing in front of this prince is like standing on the edge of an abyss. There is a feeling of shuddering and tingling of the scalp. It is very mysterious and uncomfortable. If you must compare it, it is not similar to evil spirit.

It cannot be described, but it is real.

Not only Du Weiguo, but also Night Dire was a little nervous, hunched over slightly, with fierce eyes, as if facing an enemy.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Ye Dian complicatedly, walked straight to Du Weiguo, and asked softly:

"You feel it too?"

Du Weiguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down: "Uncle Jiu, what exactly is this?"

Uncle Jiu organized the language slightly:

"Hmm~ This is the concrete form of the so-called aura, if you use metaphysics, it is the so-called ghost aura or evil aura.

The field left here is very weak, so weak that ordinary people can't sense it at all, but your perception is sharp, so you can definitely. "

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a surprised tone, "Evil spirit? Uncle Jiu, didn't you just say that there are no ghosts in the world?"

Uncle Jiu smacked his lips and organized his words: "There are indeed no ghosts in the world, but this evil spirit is real."

Du Weiguo didn't speak, and looked at Uncle Jiu with burning eyes, like a curious baby, full of strong curiosity for knowledge.

Uncle Jiu touched the stubble under his chin helplessly, sighed, and explained helplessly:

"Whether it is a human being or an animal, if the death is violent and tragic, when dying, there will be extremely strong emotions, or resentment, or attachment.

These emotions can exist for a short time. If the emotions are too strong or too dense, they can remain for a long time and even become stronger when they encounter special terrain.

The place where these negative emotions gather will form a field, which is the so-called fierce place, full of evil spirits. When ordinary people encounter it, the mild ones will lose their minds, and the severe ones will die. "

Uncle Jiu may be afraid that Du Weiguo will not understand, so he patiently added:
"For example, those ancient battlefields where accidents happen frequently, ghost buildings, underground air-raid shelters, etc., are all like this."

Du Weiguo seemed to have realized something, and his tone was a little hesitant:

"Uncle Jiu, the so-called special terrain you mentioned, could it be a place where evil spirits gather in geomantic omen?"

Uncle Jiu nodded: "That's right, geomantic omen, it sounds like sloppy and obscure, but it's actually not complicated to sum it up.

Hiding wind and gathering water, mountains and water shapes, and placement of objects, as long as it makes people feel comfortable, it is good Feng Shui, anyway, it is bad. "

Du Weiguo frowned, looked around, and stretched out his finger to the human figure drawn with white ash on the ground:

"So, you mean that this place is also a place of evil? It also forms a field?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head, rubbed his hands subconsciously, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and his tone was low:

"This is exactly what I can't understand. The reason why there is a trace of evil here is because of that blood-sucking beast."

Du Weiguo keenly found the key point, raised his sword eyebrows, and pierced the sky like a sword drawn out of its sheath:

"Uncle Nine, what do you mean, all the places where it committed crimes before have left this unique scene?"

Uncle Jiu nodded:

"That's right, that's it. All the fields are basically fixed in one area and can be moved. It's unheard of and unseen."

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came in from outside the door, and Lei Na hurriedly pushed the door and walked over, before anyone arrived:

"Similar cases have occurred many times in Europe before, most recently in Prague in 1963, when it killed 37 women."

It seems that Reina has just rushed back, and she is full of travel and dust. She is the person in charge of MI[-] in Asia, and Hong Kong Island is her base camp.

Cases like this that have endangered social stability and are suspected of being committed by non-human beings can basically be classified as terrorist attacks, which also belong to the scope of her work.

Seeing Lei Na, the previous unhappiness immediately came to mind, and Du Weiguo's tone inevitably contained a trace of impatience:

"Don't talk nonsense, just get straight to the point, so, who is the murderer?"

Lei Na's big blue eyes cast a sad look at Du Weiguo, seeming angry or strange, but Du Weiguo's face was ashen, and he didn't pay attention to her amorous feelings at all.

Leina touched the bad luck, curled her lips helplessly, and no longer kept her secret:

"The murderer was not caught at that time. I have already contacted the Holy See of the Vatican and the Interpol headquarters. At present, a preliminary judgment can be made.

The beast who is currently committing crimes on Hong Kong Island is suspected to be a legendary vampire, in fact, the Holy See also has an official name, called Blood Liao~~"

Du Weiguo sneered, and sarcastically said:

"Ha! Suspected, according to the legend, it is so vague and shameless to name it. It is a joke in the world. The Vatican Holy See has been established for nearly 400 years.

For such a long time, he hadn't even caught a vampire. What else would those potbellied, red-and-purple old magic sticks do except to collect money in the name of God? "

Du Weiguo's words were too sharp, too hurtful, and the attack range was too large, Leina felt like a stick in her throat, her face was ugly, even Uncle Jiu couldn't stand it.

He stretched out his hand, gently pushed Du Weiguo's arm, and smoothed things out a bit bluntly:
"Well, Chief Reina, apart from confirming that the vampire is the murderer, do you have any other specific clues, such as his identity, habits, weaknesses, and ethnic group~~"

Lei Na neither wanted nor dared to challenge Du Weiguo. Since Uncle Jiu gave her the steps, he immediately went downhill:

"Inspector Feng Jiu, at the moment, we can't confirm that the vampire that appeared in Prague is the same as the one on Hong Kong Island.

However, according to the characteristics of this beast's previous crimes, it is bloodthirsty, and it will continue to commit crazy crimes for a period of time, with no less than 20 victims each time. "

While Lei Na was talking, Du Weiguo had already started walking towards the door with Ye Dire. Uncle Jiu was a little surprised:

"Wesley, where are you going?"

Du Weiguo stopped in his tracks, turned his face, and said in a calm tone:
"Uncle Nine, I'm not from the Six Sects. I was just helping you out of justice. Now that MI[-] has taken over, why should I meddle in my own business?"

"Uh~"

Uncle Ninth is well-versed in human nature, so he can naturally see that Du Weiguo is competing with Lei Na, but he doesn't know how to persuade this kind of bedside fights between men and women.

Just as Du Weiguo walked out of the gate, Lei Na chased him out like a gust of wind, grabbed his arm, and her eyes were red:
"Wesley, what do you want from me? Do you want me to show you my heart?"

Du Weiguo: Uh~~ (end of this chapter)