Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 270

"Damn, collecting other people's hair as a souvenir after killing people is simply perverted!" Kang Xu cursed angrily as he looked at those hairs.

However, he quickly calmed down.

In the secret room of Hetou Village, he found a lot of bellybands, and here he also found a lot of hair and clothing materials of the victims. This shows that the owner of the secret room in Hetou Village and the owner of the dark room are the same person.

By comparing the two, Kang Xu made a new judgment on the murderer.

First of all, the murderer likes to abuse young girls, which shows that the murderer's psychology is extremely twisted.Secondly, the murderer's cruel means of torture, and the use of tools to abuse, shows that the murderer is likely to suffer from some dysfunction, so that he can only stimulate the pleasure in his heart with the help of tools.

The murderer likes to collect the bellybands of the victims, which shows that the murderer has a special hobby for them. He may have seen a woman wearing a bellyband when he was young, so that he has always been obsessed with the bellybands.

After the murder, the murderer likes to take the hair from the victim and wrap it with the victim's clothing for collection. This shows that women's hair is very attractive to the murderer, and long-haired women have a very respected position in the heart of the murderer.

Because the hair in those pieces of cloth has been carefully arranged, and then tied up with red thread.

"The murderer is mentally distorted. Apart from the disabilities on his feet, he also suffers from physical disabilities. This is likely to be related to his childhood experience. In addition, the murderer's respect for long hair shows that women's long hair occupies an extremely important place in his heart." location." Kang Xu closed his eyes, kept looking up relevant information in his mind, and muttered to himself at the same time.

"The perverted character of the murderer was definitely not formed overnight. It should be stimulated by certain things, which aroused the ferocity. This incident must have something to do with the long-haired woman, and that woman must have a very close relationship with him. "Kang Xu said to himself, subconsciously grabbed his hair with his right hand, he suddenly thought of something, patted his head violently, and cursed: "Yes, the murderer has such a deep obsession with hair, This shows that the murderer has a very deep impression on the woman's hair, could it be that the woman is a nun?"

Kang Xu opened his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had thought of the key point.

He repacked the hair, put it away together with the letterhead, and then checked the clothes on the table.

The clothes were placed on the table randomly without sorting them out. Kang Xu felt that if the clothes belonged to the murderer, there must be relevant clues left behind.

From the material point of view, the clothes are just sewn from ordinary fabrics, and there is nothing special about them.

Kang Xu unfolded his clothes and found a folding fan, a few taels of silver and an unremarkable sachet inside.

On the folding fan is a painting of black bamboo orchids, and beside it is written a poem praising bamboo, but nothing else.

Kang Xu put down his folding fan, picked up the sachet and smelled it, his expression suddenly became strange.

The smell from the sachet reminded him of a person—Cui Huan.

He clearly remembered the musky scent left on Cui Huan's body, which was exactly the same as the smell of this sachet.

"Could it be that these things belong to Mr. Cui?" Kang Xu suddenly remembered that Cui Huan once said that all his clothes were searched and taken away.

Kang Xu thought for a while, and hurriedly put away the folding fan and sachet.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, it's better to leave as soon as possible." Thinking in his heart, Kang Xu hurried out of the secret room.

At this time, the sun has set.

Kang Xu walked out of the attic, looked back at the quiet attic, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then limped into the peach forest.

Just halfway through the journey, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from ahead, Kang Xu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly hid behind the rockery.

After the sunset, the already dim peach forest became even darker.

Fortunately, the moon has risen in the sky, and by the faint moonlight, Kang Xu saw two figures walking from the opposite side.

"It's scary. I've never seen such a big fire when I grow up so big."

"Coward, isn't it fire? What's there to be afraid of?"

"Aren't you scared? Then why did you pee your pants?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I... I just want to put out the fire!"

"Cut, coward. But what should we do now? We killed someone, and the yamen are arresting us everywhere now, what should we do?"

"Hey, you killed the person, but it has nothing to do with me."

"Fart! You were the one who kicked him into the sea of ​​flames. I just slapped his leg. If you want to kill him, you have a part in it!"

"It was you who broke his leg that made me afraid. This fear made me lose my sense of control, so I kicked him into the flames. In the end, you are still the murderer!"

In the peach grove, two dwarves walked over arguing.

The two glared at each other, blushing from the quarrel, and Kang Xu touched his nose in surprise, unexpectedly meeting acquaintances here.

The two argued for a while, and fell silent at the same time.

After walking a few steps, the fat dwarf said with a sad face: "Mother said that as long as we fill our stomachs, we can do anything, but we can't kill people. Now that we kill someone, do you think mother will come to us?"

The thin dwarf suddenly shuddered, shrank his neck and said, "Don't talk nonsense, mother has been dead for many years, why did you come to us?"

The fat dwarf sniffed and lamented: "It's because mother died and became a ghost, and that man also died and became a ghost. If he went to complain to mother, wouldn't mother's ghost come to us ?"

The thin dwarf seemed to be frightened by these words, he stopped suddenly, and said with an ugly face: "Then what should we do? Mother will be angry if she finds out that we killed people!"

The fat dwarf was also frightened by his own words. He and the thin dwarf huddled together, looked around cautiously, and comforted himself: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Let's go find the young master. We won't be afraid if you are with the young master. something's up."

The thin dwarf nodded repeatedly, and said in a crying voice: "Mother will be very happy knowing that we have something to eat with you, and maybe this happiness will not make you angry."

The two comforted each other, hurriedly passed by the rockery, and went straight to the attic.

Kang Xu was a little surprised. Although these two people had high martial arts skills, their minds seemed immature.

"Perhaps, we can find some clues from them." Kang Xu gradually had a plan in his mind, and he planned to start with these two people to investigate the truth.

Putting the hair wrapped in clothes, together with the folding fan, under the rockery, noting the location of the rockery, Kang Xu then pulled out the bamboo hairpin from his head.

Unscrewing one end of the bamboo hairpin, poured out some cloudy white liquid from it, Kang Xu applied it on his hands and wiped it on his face.

(End of this chapter)