when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
Eight transfers
The two-bedroom apartment has a compact layout and can barely accommodate two people.

The hallway leading into the house is cramped, and there is a small shoe rack crowded on the right side that looks like it will fall apart at any time. The old-fashioned ceiling lamp has been hung with dust and is dim.

The second bedroom probably occupied the rebuilt wooden partition of the original small living room, which was rattled by the wind blowing in the corridor.

However, the five-meter-deep narrow corridor is almost entirely lit by two small iron-framed windows with anti-peeping window stickers pasted next to the toilet pipes. The poorly oriented and inherently dim light is deflected by the patterns on the window stickers, shining in mixed colors. Dirty and messy with blood stains everywhere.

The floor mat boots at the anti-theft door had been kicked over and were lying crookedly on the edge of the kitchen sliding door with a row of take-out garbage bags piled on the left side.The kitchen is fully equipped with cooking utensils and appliances, but there are almost no traces of use. They are neatly stacked on top of the countertop. There is only a small, highly used, square plastic cutting board inserted diagonally on the stainless steel plate. In the drain basket next to the sink, the rose-pink color of the pitaya, which had been cut and soaked in juice, was still stubbornly stuck to the knife marks on the chopping board.

A knife with the name of a certain comic strip stood conspicuously on the wall in front of the gas flue. The knife holder in the set was empty. It was obviously missing a sharp chef's knife and a wide-blade bone-cutting kitchen knife - Jiang Mo stretched his neck slightly and glanced at the forensic doctor Xiao Luo who was studying the blood spots, dirt, splatters and traces around the body and taking pictures one by one. Then his eyes wandered around the messy master bedroom, turning around and going back. , stepped over the garbage pile blocking the track in front of the kitchen door, and tightened his gloves.

She first roughly rummaged through the wall cabinet above the countertop, then held her breath for a moment and knelt down on one knee, holding the machine-printed receipt that had not been removed and destroyed in time from the takeout package, and confirmed the surnames and final orders of the two permanent residents of the rental house one by one. When it was time to place the meal order, I took photos and recorded them before moving away the somewhat obstructive takeout bag. I wrinkled my nose and took a deep breath. I followed the sour and rancid smell under the countertop that was clearly different from kitchen waste. , picked up a strong flashlight and swung it several times at the cabinet door armrest on the right under the sink as if to confirm. His eyes suddenly stopped, and he leaned over and sniffed twice at the inconspicuous gel stains on the edge of the handle, and his eyebrows suddenly tightened. Frown.

The smell of blood and corruption penetrated her nose arrogantly and freely. Her instinctive disgust and fear made the back of Jiang Mo's neck numb, and she instantly crawled onto a piece of chicken skin.

She carefully held the lower edge of the cabinet door, opened the film-laminated density board, and looked at the small refrigerator that was almost perfectly embedded in the cabinet in a daze. She remained motionless for more than two seconds and hesitated. After taking a breath, I slowly opened the door of the integrated refrigerator that was either a refrigerator or a freezer, and my heart sank to the bottom with a thump.

Jiang Mo didn't even have time to scream out in surprise before he was shaken by the stench of corpses and flesh that shot straight up into the sky. He unconsciously leaned back and covered his mouth and nose with one hand to hide from the stench. His entire shoulders and back were filled with odor. Unbalanced, he bumped against the countertop of the cabinet, and then he reluctantly managed to sit down in the rotten rice and soup all over the floor with his legs weak.

As soon as the door of the refrigerator door "clanged", Xiao Letian and Zhou You, who were standing on the steps outside the door and following Gu Xing's instructions attentively, all looked at each other and looked over the shoulder of the leader who was half-blocked in front of him, dumbfounded. They stared at the rotting severed limbs and heart with blades stuck in the small refrigerator for a while, then their nostrils shrank, and they were hit by the smell of corpses coming out of the room, and the two of them twisted the "click" button. They looked at each other with squeaking necks for a moment, their faces turned pale, they twisted around uniformly, their legs weakened, and they ran downstairs with a stumbling step, their gurgles echoed miserably among the buildings, and it lasted for a long time. Can stop.

"I thought Chen Rui, this young apprentice, was a little stronger than your junior brother - judging from the fact that this posture is true, he is a little stronger."

Gu Xing also frowned because of the stifling smell that came out after the whole house was cut off and the circuit breaker tripped. He curled up his lips dryly and turned around to lend some strength. Jiang Mo stood up awkwardly, straightened his back, raised his eyes to catch Zhu Silai's gaze, and called the person over with his hook.

Zhu Silai's expressions were all hidden under the mask, but his eyes, which seemed to be calm no matter what, sank again and again with sadness and exhaustion when he looked at the mess in the refrigerator. "I didn't see the refrigerator, and I didn't hear the refrigeration machine. I thought -"

"If you just cut off the hand and dug out the heart, you might have to investigate whether he is a copycat like we did two years ago... But putting the heart and severed limbs in the refrigerator and inserting sharp objects is a characteristic of the crime... even if you want to ignore it, Difficult." Gu Xing took off his gloves, wiped his stiff and gloomy face vigorously, pressed Zhu Silai's slumped shoulders, and patted him lightly: "When can the people present at the identification center come over?"

"I got a job from the province. It was originally planned to wait for the forensic doctor to finish his work and almost send the body out, then we can rush here. The fat guy is blocking people there -" Zhu Silai lowered his eyes and remained silent. After a moment, his eyes passed over Jiang Mo, who seemed to be wandering in a trance. He raised his elbow and touched Gu Xing, who was surrounded by depression and stubbornness. He looked at him and said, "I'll give you a call. Please tell Lao Gaozhi, goodbye." Stand here with your face down longer than a donkey, go out and take a breath."

Gu Xing raised his eyebrows, without saying a word or refusing. He flicked the top of Jiang Mo's head with his finger, touched the cigarette case and lighter, and turned around.

Jiang Mo stared at her master's back for a while without much reaction, then turned her head and carefully showed all the blood spots and traces in the kitchen to Xiao Luo, the forensic doctor who came over with a suitcase to leave a mark. It took a long time to look away from The mess all over the place was completely uprooted, and he looked at Director Zhu who had just picked up his mobile phone to urge the important person, and confirmed in a hissing voice.

"……three years ago?"

"Well, three years ago."

"The murder weapons were basically taken from the scene, and the killing techniques and the state of handling the bodies were relatively random. The gender, occupation, and age of the victims had no clear characteristics. The only clue that could support the serial murders was to dig out the organs from the lower edge of the sternum. Cut off both hands, insert knives or sharp objects found at the scene and freeze them in the refrigerator. This is evidence of a method that has been used in several murders -" Zhu Silai put on his gloves again. He probably also knew about the two serial murders three years ago. The inexplicable connection between Yin and Yang was a difficult issue that the master and apprentice had always been concerned about and could not stay away from. He did not say much, but raised his hand to Jiang Mo to plan the case that the criminal investigators had not yet completed in the first round of evidence collection. After discovering the standard path for self-inspection and investigation at the scene, I calmed down my thoughts and made a few concise remarks: "Although the case has been shelved for three years, the authority for the details of the case has not been released. There are many people who know the details of the case. You can count them all with your hands. The idea of ​​heart-breaking is really appalling. Before you came to the detachment, your master and I had encountered a copycat crime, but that case was obviously based on police reports and rumors at the time. He moved his hands, and once he checked, he found out that he was a murderer who wanted to get away with it."

"But today's situation, in my opinion, must be [-]% to [-]% related to the murderer who suddenly stopped killing three years ago and disappeared overnight."

Zhu Silai raised his eyebrows and glanced at forensic doctor Xiao Luo, who felt a little bitter after hearing the whole story.

"The next [-]% to [-]% probability depends on how many secrets the two corpses in this room can tell us."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on alternate days~
"If you understand the past, don't remonstrate, but if you know the future, you can pursue it."