above the point of the knife

Chapter 8 In the Vortex (please collect, please recommend!)
In the ice city.

It's winter, it's minus [-] to [-] degrees outside, and I can't handle it without drinking some wine at night.

It was too cold, and when Wu En sent Zhou Sen home, his toes in the leather boots were as cold as lumps of ice.

"Wuen, can you go back alone?" Zhou Sen asked worriedly, Wuen lived with his family, and the Three Trees outside the road was a little far away.

"Don't worry, young master, I'm fine. I can walk back to the road of Bingcheng with my eyes closed." Wu En said.

"Okay, then you should be careful on the road." Hearing what he said, Zhou Sen didn't insist anymore, and ordered.

……

Coming in, she took off her heavy leather boots and stepped on the slippers that Irina had prepared long ago, her toes were still numb.

After taking off the socks, he couldn't help but vomit due to the smell of his feet.

What's going on here, Yuanshen used to be a bit of a clean freak, so why couldn't he bear it?

Where exactly did this go wrong?

"Master, dinner is ready..."

"Irina, I ate dinner outside, you can eat it by yourself, you can boil some water for me later, I want to take a bath." Zhou Sen let out a faint sound.

"Okay, sir."

In fact, he wanted to take a bath a long time ago, but he just didn't have the nerve to open his mouth. After all, he was not so used to manipulating people.

……

The bathtub is filled with hot water.

I took off my clothes and got in. The hot water was so hot that the pores all over my body opened up. It was a comfort, and all my troubles were temporarily forgotten. No wonder northerners like to take a bath.

The house is not a bathhouse, the water is almost cold after soaking for a quarter of an hour, wipe off the water, put on a thick bathrobe, and walk into your room.

The fireplace was already burning vigorously, and the temperature in the room couldn't compare with the temperature outside.

Counting the time, he has been living in place of the original body for almost three days. Although some situations are still being explored, he knows that his situation is not very good.

He brought back the files of the case of Shelkin's murder, although he knew very well that the case was deep and there might be many obstacles to solving it.

But he still wanted to study the case so that he knew what was going on.

In the study room, Zhou Sen turned on the lamp on the desk, opened the file bag containing the files, and took out the files inside.

A list of documents.

A file of Shelkin, including age, identity background, graduate school, political leaning, etc., is very detailed.

But this is a transcript, not the original.

One is the transcript of the inquiry by Shelkin's servant, which is very detailed. Zhou Sen read it and put it aside. He will analyze it carefully later.

Then there is the description of the police at the scene and the photos taken.

It recorded in detail who went to the police, the time, and the traces found at the scene, which mentioned fingerprints collected in Shelkin's bedroom and traces of someone climbing in the chimney of the fireplace.

The photo was taken on the spot, black and white, and very clear. When Shelkin died, his eyes were wide open. I don't know if it was the fear of death, or the people and things he saw that terrified him before he died.

The knife edge was on the right side of the neck, about three inches long. Judging from the direction the murderer cut the knife, he should be holding the knife with his left hand. Could the murderer be left-handed?
The last one is the autopsy report.

The autopsy report was written in Japanese, which Zhou Sen could understand naturally. It stated in detail the time and cause of Sheerkin's death, with the key point being the description of the cut on the right side of the neck.

The knife was fast, ruthless, and accurate, and hardly gave the victim any chance to struggle and resist. Moreover, after cutting Sheerkin's neck artery, the murderer quickly covered the quilt and pressed him firmly on the bed so that he could not make a sound. All the blood was absorbed by the quilt...

The murder method was decisive and neat, and there were traces of climbing in the chimney afterwards, leaving no clues.

The murderer must be a professional and a veteran.

When encountering this kind of desperado, the veteran policeman who has worked for decades would feel embarrassed, let alone a young policeman like Zhou Sen, even if he knows the identity of the murderer, this person is not easy to catch.

Looking at the documents on the table, Zhou Sen fell into deep thought.

Sherkin was killed, and the police were sent by the Special Affairs Section of the National Police Agency. This is unusual in itself, and the case was later transferred to the Nangang Police Station. Lin Dakuan is so easy-going?And Akiyama's nosuke actually handed over the case to him, which is a bit weird, just because the case happened in his patrol area, did he investigate the scene?

The reason is too far-fetched.

In addition, the attitude of "Songjiang Daily" towards the killing of Sherkin was also a little weird. It was actually very indifferent, with a feeling of being indifferent and staying out of the matter.

All kinds of signs indicate that this is by no means an ordinary murder case, and there must be some unknown secret hidden in it.

But why is it me?
No, it should be Zhou Sen's original body. Is there anything special about him?
Zhou Sen panicked for no reason, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was a matter of his family and life, so how could he not be nervous?

No one wants to die.

He glanced at the location of the dark cabinet in the bookcase.

Do you want to open that wooden box and have a look?

Zhou Sen managed to convince himself to be principled and not to covet other people's privacy, even those of close relatives.

Now that belief has been shaken.

Look!

At worst, wait for Papa Anthony to come back and let him beat him up. Right now, this box is the only thing he can think of to solve the confusion in his heart.

Press the switch, open the secret cabinet, take out the wooden box inside, put it on the table, still hesitated for a moment, then gritted your teeth, reached out and pulled the copper hasp on the box.

There was no mechanism in the box, and it was easily opened. Zhou Sen looked inside and saw a copper key pressed on a piece of letter paper.

He took out the letterhead, opened it, and saw that it was actually a letter left by Father Anthony to the original body.

The handwriting is very scribbled, and it should have been written in a hurry.

"Dear Vasim" is written on the head. Father Anthony likes to call him by his Russian name, but he himself prefers a Chinese name. After all, he is a Chinese from both inside and outside.

The letter was written in Russian.

There are not many words, and only half a page is written on a piece of paper. It probably means that Father Anthony is going out to do a very important thing, and it may take a long time to come back. If he fails to return to Bingcheng after half a year.

Let Zhou Sen take the key in the box to the Ice City Jockey Club and take away the things he left in the club.

Father Anthony loves horse racing. He spent a lot of money to buy a Turkic horse and kept it in the racecourse club. Although this Turkic horse named "Black Rose" is not outstanding among the horse races, it has also brought him a lot. Benefit.

Zhou Sen took the copper key in the box and played with it. Horse racing is actually gambling. It was originally created by the White Russian nobles and rich people who fled to the Ice City. Later, the Chinese participated in it. After the Japanese came, It became powerful.

Horse races are held from April to October every year, and now it is the middle of winter. No one goes to the Jockey Club at all. All the horses used for competitions are fostered at the racecourse and are taken care of by special grooms.

The Ice City Jockey Club is in Majiagou, and it takes half a day to go back and forth.

Do you want to go there tomorrow?

The time that Father Anthony set for him was that if he did not return to Ice City within half a year, he could go to the club to pick up what was left for him, and now it has only been three months...

This makes him very embarrassed.

Boom!

Zhou Sen was startled by a crisp sound, he quickly put the letter and key back into the box, and stuffed it into the secret cabinet.

It's safer to put this thing in the secret cabinet of the agency.

"Irina..." Zhou Sen stepped on his slippers, opened the door and went out, all the way down the stairs.

"Master Vasim, I woke you up." Irina ran out of the kitchen in her pajamas and said apologetically.

"what happened?"

"It should be Lucy, it broke the plates in the kitchen at home again!" Irina said with a wry smile.

"Lucy, Lucy..." Zhou Sen called out. He hadn't seen this little thing since he came back, and he didn't know where he went to play around.

Meow!

A white shadow sprang out from the corner, followed the handrail of the stairs all the way, and then got into his arms.

The round eyes blinked at him flatteringly, and the expression intended to flatter him was obviously begging for mercy for breaking the plate at home.

"Irina, if the plate is broken, it will be broken. Don't clean it up now. You can clean it up tomorrow. Let's go back to the room and rest." Zhou Sen said to Irina in Russian.

"Okay, Master Vasim." Irina agreed, then turned and went back to the room.

Zhou Sen was about to return to the study, when Lucy broke free from his embrace, screamed, and ran downstairs again.

"Lucy..."

Lucy stopped, turned her head to look at Zhou Sen, and called out to him.

Although Zhou Sen didn't understand meow, he had the illusion for a moment that the little thing's expression obviously told him to follow it.

Whether it was out of curiosity or something else, he went downstairs and followed.

This is a storage room, and there are things in it that are not usually used, and no one usually comes.

After Lucy brought Zhou Sen in, she turned on the light and saw that there were two rows of shelves against the wall, on which were placed various items, all of which were covered with a layer of dust.

The most conspicuous thing is that there are messy cat paw prints on these shelves. It seems that this is the place where Lucy often plays and is its territory.

He looked around at the items on the shelf, but there was nothing that attracted his attention, they were all ordinary things that were not used.

Meow!

Lucy suddenly squatted down, scratched her paw towards a wall, and called out.

Zhou Sen also felt that he was stunned. Why did he believe in a cat, and actually came with it, and stepped forward to hug Lucy: "Lucy, it's too dirty here, let's go, let's go back to sleep, okay?" good?"

But Zhou Sen had nothing to do with it, and Lucy actually hid, and yelled at the wall twice again, seeming to be a little anxious.

Is there something wrong with this wall?
Zhou Sen thought of the mechanism of the oil painting in the study, and he was sure that Father Anthony was by no means an ordinary businessman. Could there be any secrets in this ordinary storage room?
I carefully observed the layout of the storage room again. Although the items were placed in a mess, there was no obstacle at all from the entrance to the wall, and there were no shelves or items in front of the wall.

Zhou Sen carefully observed the wall, then reached out and tapped lightly, but found nothing unusual, and was just about to leave again.

Suddenly, his gaze fell to the black lamp holder on the wall.

Is the secret in the lampstand?

Zhou Sen thought about it, stretched out his hand, held the cast iron lamp holder, and found that it could turn when he tried hard. Now he showed a look of surprise, and turned it hard.

The wall in front of him turned away from the middle, revealing a small secret room.

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