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Chapter 16 Four Unexpected Clues (2)
It didn't sound like a human being could make, but it was like a beast pierced by a spear. The sharp howling was mixed with the roar, and it vomited from the chest continuously, out of tune, out of sentence, almost never in pain End.Holding on to the railing with her hands, hysterical, she bent downstairs at a weird angle, as if she had been folded in half from the middle of her waist.The third child walked over and grabbed Xu Ting's arm, and asked tremblingly, "Where's my brother?"

Xu Ting didn't speak, and half turned her face, full of tears.The third child suddenly grabbed her and roared, "I'm asking you! Where's my brother!"

Xu Ting twisted her arms and struggled, and her voice became harsh: "It's none of my business! He...he asked for it!"

Zheng Que's mind was a mess, and he felt in a daze that he should do something, but he didn't know what to do.Dazed and anxious, he tried his best to get between Xu Ting and the third child, wanting them to talk properly: "Don't be like this, what's the matter...the third child, let go first... Hey, Xu Ting, don't cry ..."

This fight was short-lived and useless, and before Zheng Ke could react, the third mother suddenly turned her head, knocked them away like a mad leopard, and rushed straight at Xu Ting. Strands of strands stuck to her forehead, her fingers stuck tightly to Xu Ting's neck, a layer of white foam piled up at the corner of her mouth, there was a rumble in Zheng Zhen's ear, it was her repeating louder than louder:

"You! It's you!... How can it be you! It's not enough for you to hurt him once! You give back my son! You give me back my son!"

The back of Xu Ting's head hit the floor with muffled sounds one after another.The third child hastily pulled, unable to break his fucking hand.Zheng Que also wanted to help, so the third child pushed him hard: "Don't look! Go!"

"But!"

"You go first! Otherwise, you won't be able to tell when the time comes! Hurry up!"

Zheng Chue vaguely understood the meaning of the third child: Xu Ting seemed to know the third brother... The third brother had a car accident because of a classmate... Xu Ting stole the photo of the third child... Xu Ting approached him... ...Xu Ting took advantage of his relationship with the third child...Xu Ting...Xu Ting...

Xu Ting did not appear here by accident.Zheng Que's mind turned upside down while running wildly.Earlier, later, he suggested, she suggested, as long as the third child is close enough to him, he can always bring Xu Ting to the third child's house.Xu Ting used him, but why did Xu Ting do this?She tried her best to come to this destination, with only one goal, but it wasn't the one he mistakenly thought.

Zheng Que rushed out of the gate of Lao San's house, the dazzling red made him barely open his eyes.On the left hand side, the terrazzo floor was washed brightly. A teenager was lying on his back with his hands open, as if he was taking a nap.His hair was shaved to a shovel, and a huge scar ran across it. His face and body were a little swollen, a kind of paleness that had not seen the sun for a long time.His brows and eyebrows are similar in shape and spirit to that of the third and fifth child. If he is healthy, he may be as bright as him.But he would never have this chance, he fell from the small balcony on the second floor, the dark red blood stained under his body formed a distorted circle, his head was tilted to one side, and his unclosed eyes were facing Zheng Zheng.Black eyes, white eyes, parted lips, blood, blood, blood.

Zheng's heart was beating like a drum, he didn't dare to stop, he didn't dare to look carefully, he could only swing his arms forward in vain, left foot right foot, left foot right foot, tread, tread, tread, the narrow alley The gate faces retreated rapidly on both sides. He didn't know how long and how far he ran until there was no more road in front of him.He looked up, and a stone statue of the Virgin was looking down at him, with old water stains on his face, as if shed tears of mercy.Zheng Que suddenly lost his strength, he collapsed under her feet, panting, sweating, his vision was blurred.I don't know how long it took before a nanny came out of the utility room at the back with a bucket to water the flowers. When she saw Zheng Que, she was startled, said "ahhh" and pointed at his feet. He pointed to the barrel in his hand again.Zheng Que stared blankly along her fingers—the shoe on her right foot was lost at some point, and the bare sole of her foot was already worn out with blood.Mammy squatted down, scooped up a ladle of clear water to help him wash off the dirt and gravel on the wound, and the dull pain rushed up, Zheng Que hugged his arms, trembling, and finally cried out.

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Wang Shiqi doesn't believe in religion, Buddhism, Taoism, Christianity, he doesn't believe in any religion.Before he was seven years old, he was in Australia. His mother was busy with business, so he was given to a widow who believed in the Lord. He came to the door at ten o'clock every day and left at six o'clock. The eight hours in between were her tireless preaching time.Pray for meals, pray for sleep, play with toys, push a cart to the yard and go to the bathroom, and thank the Lord all the time. Other than that, she is stingy with giving young Wang Shiqi even a smiling face.Wang Shiqi tried to pray to the Lord three times: first, he asked the Lord to take away this cold aunt, but failed; the second time, he hoped to receive a small pistol on his birthday, but failed; The demand for chocolate bars is not satisfied either.Wang Shiqi rubbed his eyes, and finally completely turned his back on the bearded man hanging on the wall.

And now Wang Shiqi stood in front of the bearded man's mother - his mother's sculpture.Buddhism is widely believed in the south, and Catholicism is an anomaly in Xingsha City. For example, this Thanksgiving Hall, if it wasn't for the address written down by Zheng Yuan, he would never have stepped even a step into this place in his life.The scenery in the yard was not bad. The quaint small western-style building was hidden among the evergreen vegetation throughout the year. A nun in black walked out and slowly opened the door for them. "We have three sculptures of the Virgin Mary, the latest one in the chapel, one at the entrance donated by Sir Havel of Austria, a marble statue, and an old one in the backyard."

Under her guidance, Wang Shiqi and Xu Ye entered the chapel. At the end of the pale pink dome stood a white-faced Mary in a blue dress. She was gentle and kind, and she was the mother of everyone.Xu Ye was still admiring the mosaic stained glass, but Wang Shiqi's eyes had drifted out of the window, and outside was a small piece of green space, where stood an old and small statue, which should be the sister of the magnificent statue of the Virgin Mary in front of him.She turned her back to the entire Thanksgiving Hall and faced a sea of ​​trees. From Wang Shiqi's perspective, she could only see the back of her head.He stared at the moss marks on the stone statue, thought about it, opened the door and stepped out. The moment he was face to face with this statue, he knew—it was her.

"Hey, it's not so evil, it's true." Xu Ye held a shovel, moaning and dragging his hands: "Why are you more and more like him now?"

Wang Shiqi laughed dumbfounded: "What does it look like?"

"God stick." Xu Ye glanced at the displeased nun next to him, and quietly lowered his voice: "Don't be so dead, people are watching by the side, and I can't dig it out when the time comes, and I will be ashamed..."

"Don't worry. Give it to me." Wang Shiqi reached out and snatched the shovel, swung it up and inserted it into the turf. He kicked it hard and pressed it again. There was a black hole in the yellow grass. The second shovel, In the third shovel, the hole gradually widened. Wang Shiqi was excited about digging. He simply took off his coat, threw off his arms and went to work. When he dug out the vermilion patent leather bag wrapped in a plastic bag, the top of his head was already steaming. Faint white air.

"It's really there!" The cigarette butt in Xu Ye's mouth fell out of shock, the dead grass was covered with sparks, and he quickly wiped it out by blowing and stomping on the ground.Wang Shiqi put on his gloves and carefully pulled out the bag. It was small and slender with a strap, and a string of plastic dolls hung on the side. The metal buckle was rusted and couldn't be opened.Wang Shiqi put the bag into the evidence bag held up by Xu Ye, and patted him on the shoulder triumphantly: "How about it, it's worth giving one - don't want that broken cigarette, come here." Xu Ye beeped Whispering, he withdrew his hand that was taking out Zhongnanhai, turned to his inner pocket and took out a pack of Yunyan, knocking it out while asking: "Hey, how did you find out, let me tell you." Wang Shiqi squeezed He smoked a cigarette holder and pointed to the woods in front of the statue of the Virgin Mary: "It's not that simple. There are walls on three sides of this dilapidated place, and the iron gate on the front is locked. Only the one behind is against a small hill without partition. There is only one way to get in, and one of the three statues is in the house, and the other is in the front yard, and this is the closest." Wang Shiqi didn't say anything about the rest of it—it was indeed an intuition, an intuition like that of Old Zheng, they didn't realize it The time has become more and more similar.

Xu Ye was fooled by his answer, the other party nodded, squinted his eyes and patted the sculpture in front of him: "It's kind of evil to say it this way, you say it's like having your ass on someone, it's so unflattering, who would come to worship her?" Woolen cloth?"

Before he finished speaking, a duster hit his hand with a "snap". Xu Ye turned his head in pain, and found a nun standing behind him at some point, staring at the two of them gloomyly.

"Mommy is upset, have you finished the investigation? Go away when it's over." The nun also started to shout at people, Wang Shiqi and Xu Ye had no choice but to come out with the bag first, and when they came to the door, the nanny poured water on their heads: "No smoking, Mammy doesn't like it."

The nun was interpreting the sign language of the nanny, Wang Shiqi and Xu Ye didn't dare to say much, they fled back to the car trembling, cursing each other, taking off their clothes and wiping their hair in a hurry, and then looked at the clothes in their hands. Booty, relieved at the end, laughed nervously.

The laughter was interrupted by a hand reaching out to knock on the car window. Xu Ye shook down and saw that it was the nun from before.

"Nurse asked me to convey that she seems to have seen the person who buried the bag." The nun frowned, looking like she didn't want to get involved in anything: "It's probably a teenager."

Xu Ye raised his eyebrows upside down: "Shouldn't you say it earlier?"

The nun hid back, feeling even more disgusted: "I don't know, people should be confused when they are old. Besides, we are a monastery, a quiet place blessed by the Lord, how can we have anything to do with a murder case?" relationship?"

"If you don't want to talk about it, you have to talk about it." Wang Shiqi poked his head out from the side: "Please get that nanny ready, we will send a portrait artist over immediately."

Rosa Du. 16 years old.South City of Xingsha City.

Zheng Yuan is sitting in front of the projector. On the wall is an enlarged photo of his ID card. A girl with ponytails and a smile on her collagen-filled cheeks. Give her another ten years, and she may become one of the cute white-collar workers who pass by on the street. one of.The picture in Zheng Yuan's mind is vivid, and he hates this freshness, he knows that he will never meet her one day - this photo is [-]% similar to the reconstructed skull of the victim in the first dismemberment case ten years ago , the girl with the unique fearlessness of young people, dropped out of school, got a tattoo, and carried a cheap satchel to walk excitedly in the city, thinking that the future is endless freedom, but unexpectedly stepped into her own destiny: Lost names, lost faces, lost identities, abandoned on bus stops, scattered.

Qiangwei, Rose, Rose, Qiangwei, after ten years, they finally have the name of their first victim, far away in the sky, close in front of them.Knowing who she is, maybe one can know why Xiaoye ended up in the same fate as her.

Yet, however, he still didn't believe it.Wu Hui presented irrefutable evidence, but he still didn't believe it.

Wang Shiqi seemed to know what was going on in his mind, he walked over and squeezed Zheng Yuan's shoulder: "Don't think about it, since there is a clue in this case from Wu Hui, it is bound to be pursued and investigated." Wang Shiqi said That's right, solving the case is the most important thing.

Zheng Yuan sighed: "Did you find anything else?"

"Colleagues went there again, and searched for take-out statements. It's gone, and there's nothing more." Wang Shiqi switched to a photo and pointed to the registration form on it, "The Thanksgiving Hall is quite small, and all the incumbents Just three, a priest, part-time, usually away, and a nun who led us that day. Both of them are newly transferred, and they have not seen anything unusual under the statue during their tenure. There is also a nun who stays It’s been a long time, but it’s a pity that I’m a mute again, and the portraits relayed by sign language are too vague to be useful.”

Wang Shiqi cut another photo, this time it was the items in the satchel, two keys, a small lipstick, a box of pressed powder with flowers on the lid, a fluorescent Velcro wallet with two old editions inside 100 yuan and some small change, there is a Kobe Bryant sticker in the interlayer.

"Fortunately, this little girl has no taste. The things she buys are either artificial leather or plastic, which are waterproof and anti-corrosion. They haven't degraded at all after ten years." Wang Shiqi nodded the key: "Look for the key according to the address on the ID card. I'm sorry, people say that this house was leased to the Du family back then, and it has changed hands long ago."

"What about relatives and friends?"

"It's also because of her bad luck. I heard from neighbors that her father, Du Zhiqiang, was a gambler. He beat her mother when he came back after losing money. Within two years, he beat her mother away. He ran all night without leaving a phone number. Later This girl is miserable. She barely finished junior high school. When she was in high school, her father lost a card and fought with someone. He accidentally mutilated someone. She was sent to prison for intentional injury. Once her father shut her down, she dropped out of school not long after. She ran away, and the neighbors thought she was going out to find her mother. I went to see Du Zhiqiang in the prison, but I haven't come out yet, if we didn't investigate, I wouldn't even know that my daughter is dead." Wang Shiqi pursed his mouth, showing A little disgusted look, "Of course, he doesn't care."

"At the age of 16, even if you drop out of school and run away from home, your social relationships are not that complicated."

Zheng Yuan rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought: "A girl who is a little older doesn't have any assets, and there is 200 yuan in her wallet. It is impossible to kill her for money. The only thing that can make her suffer accidents is her feelings."

"According to what you mean, Wu Hui might know her?" Wang Shiqi touched his chin together, "Thinking about it this way... If Wu Hui is a serial killer, Du Qiangwei is the first template. If they had a relationship back then... ..."

"I didn't say it must be Wu Hui, maybe it's the other one?" Zheng Yuan nodded his nose and made a gesture of taking drugs, "Ten years ago, they were all middle school students. There may be clues from the school investigation."

"Yeah." Wang Shiqi flipped through the folder: "Du Qiangwei studied in the junior high school of No. 23 Middle School in this city before dropping out of school. Hey, isn't your son there?"

Zheng Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, his right eyelid twitched suddenly.

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In the past few days, Wang Shiqi has spent 23 searching for clues about Du Qiangwei's case. Zheng Yuanzhai was writing Wu Hui's manuscript at his home, typing and deleting paragraphs, stumbled, and it was not particularly smooth.During this period, the son took the initiative to call for the first time, he hesitated, and hung up without saying a word.Zheng Yuan didn't know, so he planned to ask Wang Shiqi to bring some money along the way, but as soon as the phone was connected, a loud voice rang out: "Didn't the grandson promise not to sue you?"

Zheng Yuan shook his hand: "What's wrong?"

"It's not just that your kid came back to school late on Sunday, and came in over the wall. You can say what's the big deal, and just criticize a few words and it's over. The poor head teacher has to make a noise to find the parents. Just look for it. For half an hour, I don't know. Tell him not to call you anymore..." Wang Shiqi thought about it, and found that Zheng Yuan hadn't answered for a long time, and then he came back to his senses: "Ah...you don't know..."

"Wang Shiqi!" Zheng Yuan had a headache, "Am I his father or are you his father? Tell him to answer the phone!"

"I'm a godfather, so it should be half." Wang Shiqi didn't feel guilty, "What can I do, I can't call you out of the house temporarily, and tell you that you are in a hurry."

"You know I'm in a hurry again?"

"Listen, what are you yelling at me in no hurry?" Wang Shiqi fell silent after saying this.Zheng Yuan heard a rustling noise, followed by "Thank you, Uncle Wang", and then the sound of footsteps going away.He sighed: "How dare you give him money."

"If I don't give it, you should urge me to give it again." Wang Shiqi chuckled: "Old Zheng, listen to me, don't be too tight on him, boy, be tough, you Think about when we were so old, what kind of shit did we not do..."

"Okay, just let him get used to it. If you commit a crime in the future, you can go and get it, professional counterpart." Zheng Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at the notes in his hand through the lens: "How is your investigation going?"

(End of this chapter)