After simulating crimes 100,000 times, I became an ace detective

The bloody hand and head that suddenly appeared.

Su Ming and the other two present all raised their eyebrows in surprise.

Although as criminal police, they were not scared by such a scene, but they still felt a little weird.

Especially...

The video being played on the laptop had very poor quality, and the old filter with a sense of age undoubtedly made the atmosphere more creepy.

But the next second.

When Lin Tian looked at the long-haired head carefully for a few times, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to suppress his anger.

"The deceased in the video is the victim of the 5.13 dismemberment case at Magic City University—Wu Jingqing."

"Although so many years have passed, and although the head of the victim being held in the video is covered with blood in the video, it is a little difficult to distinguish."

"But it only takes one look."

"I can clearly judge that the head in this video is the victim of the 5.13 dismemberment case 20 years ago."

These words.

Although they sound a little creepy.

But Su Ming and Xu Changsheng had no doubts about its authenticity.

Because.

That case of dismemberment at Magic City University, Lin Tian had watched it over and over again in the past 20 years, and he had reopened the case for many times.

Even though the head of the deceased found at that time was completely cooked by the murderer and the specific appearance could not be distinguished.

But in that era when there was no beauty filter, it was completely possible to restore and determine the appearance of the deceased before his death through various portraits and life photos.

So when he saw this old video now, Lin Tian could be so sure.

......

At this moment.

The three of them tacitly stopped talking and watched the video in the notebook in silence.

The bloody hand in the picture was not just holding the victim's head, but began to consciously turn the head.

It was as if...

he was showing his work.

Tens of seconds later.

As the head was shown, the video screen also changed.

It became a studio completely wrapped in black film, with only a simple workbench, a chopping board and several knives on the table.

Then.

A man wearing a one-piece black raincoat, yellow rubber gloves, and a heavy cotton hat on his face, with only his eyes exposed, walked slowly to the camera.

He was holding a cooked female arm in his hand and put it on the chopping board on the workbench.

Because the bones were removed in advance, the whole arm looked a little limp.

Then.

The man picked up a meat cleaver on the chopping board, waved it lightly twice, and threw it aside as if he was a little dissatisfied.

He picked up another one.

But he also just waved it twice and threw it aside unsatisfied.

Then he picked up another one.

But this time, after simply waving it twice, the man seemed to suddenly understand something.

Put the knife down.

He quickly took off the yellow rubber gloves he was wearing, and then picked up the meat cleaver and waved it twice, and then nodded with satisfaction.

There was no hesitation at all.

He began to cut with his right hand awkwardly, and he had to stop and look at it for a few seconds after each cut, as if he was comparing.

In this section.

Although there is no noise, the sound of cutting meat alone is enough to put a heavy psychological burden on people.

If this video is posted online.

It is estimated that few people can withstand the impact of the picture.

After all.

What is cut in the video is not pigs, cattle or sheep, but... people!

That's it.

After the murderer in the video slowly cut the entire arm, he looked at the pieces of meat with different sizes and shapes, and trembled with excitement.

"It's even more anxious and nostalgic than the golden cutting rate of 0.618."

"This is a truly perfect... a truly perfect work!"

The voice fell.

The video also ended, and a new cycle began.

A pair of bloody hands holding...

...

After watching it once.

Xu Changsheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said slowly with some surprise.

"This video should be the recording of the murderer of the May 13 dismemberment case."

"That's the case."

"Qu Pengfei left us clues and evidence of the drug trafficking organization even though he knew he was going to die?"

"Is this the video of the crime downloaded from their organization's dark web?"

"After all, it is impossible for anyone else to record it like this except for the real murderer."

Su Ming, who was standing next to him, keenly noticed the USB flash drive plugged in next to the laptop, and then spoke thoughtfully.

"There is a USB flash drive plugged in next to this laptop."

"If nothing unexpected happens, this video should be stored in this USB flash drive."

"If Qu Pengfei knows that he will be dealt with by other members of the organization if he fails the assessment, then this USB flash drive is likely to contain other people's case materials or videos to drag them into the water."

"But if there is no other people's criminal information, and there is only this video of the 5.13 dismemberment case, I think this is very likely..."

"Another provocation from the drug trafficking organization."

"Because 20 years ago, our Huaihai police force did not solve the dismemberment case, and the murderer of that case is now a member of the drug trafficking organization."

Lin Tian did not answer for the time being.

Instead, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the scene, then stepped forward with a cold look and temporarily closed the video.

First, he clicked on the corresponding folder, and after finding that there were no other videos, he looked at the file path again.

Then he fell silent.

His cheeks moved obviously a few times, which was enough to show Lin Tian's anger, and he said coldly.

"Xiao Ming is really right."

"This is not the criminal information that Qu Pengfei wants to report, it is completely a provocative video sent by the drug trafficking organization!"

"Hehe... Such an arrogant criminal organization, I, Lin Tian, ​​have opened my eyes in this life!"

He exhaled a strong breath.

After calming down his inner anger, Lin Tian stood up and gestured.

"Let's go to other places to see if there are any clues."

There is no need to remind.

The three of them came to the balcony where the explosion occurred before, where a small hole the size of a fist was blown out, which was not particularly large.

But tied behind one person's waist, it was enough to be fatal, not to mention that he was shaken down the stairs by the impact.

There were still some remnants of explosives, and a rather thick smell of gunpowder that had not yet dissipated.

Su Ming gently picked up a piece of explosion debris, gently brushed off the remaining explosives, gently sniffed his fingers, and said solemnly.

"Director Lin, Brother Sheng."

"I think... the assessment of the danger level of this drug trafficking organization is more serious."

"Because the purity of this explosive is already quite amazing, it is much more powerful than the homemade bombs made by normal criminals."

"Very likely."

"In this drug trafficking organization, there is a member who is extremely good at making gunpowder bombs."

"By the way, when Qu Pengfei was blown down the stairs just now, I observed something..."

"Although Qu Pengfei was very emotional at the time, and his various movements were a bit anxious, he did not think that he would be blown down the stairs immediately, and he did not have the mood of waiting for death."

"So the bomb on Qu Pengfei's back is most likely a miniature remote-controlled bomb."

"As for the specific remote control distance."

"Because this miniature bomb has been shattered and scattered, it is difficult to determine it specifically through the built-in chip."

"But I think..."

"Should we try to block Fantawild Happy World and conduct a strict and comprehensive screening?"