Wu Fan received Fu Xueqing phone is in the newspaper office to catch up with the manuscript, see caller ID after he was very surprised, he simply did not expect Fu Xueqing will also take the initiative to find their own.
Fu Xueqing didn't say much on the phone, but only urged him to rush to the criminal police force as soon as possible, saying that he had something important to discuss.
Wu Fan intuitively think that something must have happened, can not help but think of that little girl, busy leave the newspaper office, as fast as possible to rush to the Interpol.
There was already a police officer waiting for him at the entrance of the police station, and directly brought him upstairs and led him to a room. Wu Fan felt that the atmosphere was not quite right as soon as he entered.
Fu Xueqing was seated behind a long table, with two other officers sitting to his left and right, each observing him meaningfully.
Fu Xueqing's pretty face contained a fury, not seeing a bit of smile, she pointed to the empty chair across the table, signaling Wu Fan to sit down.
Wu Fan carefully sat on the chair and couldn't wait to ask Fu Xueqing what she was looking for.
Fu Xueqing did not say anything else at first, just let him repeat what he said to himself last time, Wu Fan also did not pay much attention to speak again, this time, Fu Xueqing listened extraordinarily attentively, especially when Wu Fan spoke of the girl's murder, Fu Xueqing interrupted from time to time to carefully follow up the details.
During Wu Fan's narration, there was another police officer recording on the book, when Wu Fan finished speaking, Fu Xueqing picked up the recorded book and handed it to him, "Look at your testimony to see if it's accurate, if there's no problem then sign on the back."
Wu Fan was puzzled in his heart, but he still picked up a pen from the table and signed his name, then couldn't help but ask, "Officer Fu, what exactly is the reason you asked me to come here, it can't be that there's really a murder case, right?"
"You guessed it, there was indeed a murder. And the killing was done in just the way you said."
Wu Fan sucked in cold air, "What kind of person was killed?"
Fu Xueqing propped her elbows on the table and leaned forward, her eyes staring at Wu Fan with a wrong look, "What do you think?"
Wu Fan's heart jumped at her, "I don't know ..."
"Then take a look at this person have you seen him before?" Fu Xue Mo pulled out a photo from the folder and placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Wu Fan's eyes.
Wu Fan picked up the photo and glanced at it, shaking his head, "I haven't seen her before. It's hard to believe that the person who was killed was her?" "Just two days ago on Wednesday, the morning after you came to me, we received a report of a murder in a hair salon near Dong'an Street, the victim's name was Wang Wei, this female beauty on the photo. The murderer killed her using the method you described, even the shape and length of the wounds were very close to what you just described. You told me that you dreamt it, but deducing from the time, this woman was killed long before you came to me. So it wasn't that you dreamed and foresaw the murder, but that you just happened to know about a murder case that had just happened."
"It's not like that, I didn't know that someone had been killed, and I didn't know this lady boss called Wang Wei. If I really knew at that time that she had been killed, I would have reported it to you, why would I have to say this about dreaming about it."
"Yeah, I'm also curious as to why you said that at the time, or if you set out to tease me."
Wu Fan's heart sank, he completely understood Fu Xueqing's intention, "So you brought me here because you think I killed that lady boss. This is a big misunderstanding, I don't know her well, there is no reason to kill her."
"Whether there is any truth to it, we will check. But how do you explain this ... "Fu Xueqing patted the statement that Wu Fan had just signed, "What kind of person could know so accurately about the means of killing the victim? Only the murderer."
"I've told you, I dreamed about it, it was just a coincidence!" Wu Fan exclaimed excitedly.
"Coincidence?" Fu Xueqing slapped a photo on the table.
It was a close-up photo of a corpse, and although the features had been swollen and distorted, Wu Fan could still recognize that it was the same woman as the one he had just seen.
Makes one's head spin looking at it.
What made Wu Fan feel even more horrified was that the wound looked exactly the same as the one he had seen in his nightmare.
How in heaven's name could there be such a horrible coincidence?
How in the world can this be explained?
Seeing Wu Fan's disoriented appearance, Fu Xueqing was even more convinced that he was the murderer.
Now Lu Guangtong is interrogating another suspect, Jin Zhancheng, in another interrogation room. On the issue of Jin Zhancheng, Fu Xueqing and Lu Guangtong had a disagreement, Lu Guangtong intentionally suppressed her based on his seniority, Fu Xueqing did not argue on the surface, but in her heart, she also compared a force. If she can prove herself right, that is the most powerful retaliation, Wu Fan happened to hit the muzzle at this time. Although this person does not look like a vicious and cunning person on the outside, but all kinds of suspicions all point to him, this is undoubtedly.
Compared to the honest Wu Fan, another suspect Jin Zhancheng is not the same, he is a squatting old jail, on the interrogation of the set is not a stranger, Lu Guangtong soft and hard, after ten hours is still not much progress, Jin Zhancheng bit his own that night did not meet with Wang Wei. A missing string alone does not prove that Wang Wei was killed must be related to Jin Zhancheng.
In comparison, Fu Xueqing's progress has already caught up with Lu Guangbo's front, her next step is to seize the time to collect evidence of Wu Fan's crimes, as long as she can find a few key pieces of evidence, it's not difficult to get Wu Fan to confess to his crimes.
However, the investigation in the following two days greatly exceeded Fu Xueqing's expectations.
First, there was no connection between Wu Fan and the victim Wang Wei, and the semen extracted from Wang Wei's body did not match Wu Fan's DNA.
Secondly, Wu Fan had a good alibi.
Fu Xueqing carefully investigated, the day the victim Wang Wei was killed, Wu Fan worked overtime at the newspaper office until 7:30 p.m., and arrived home around 8:30 p.m.. Wu Fan's girlfriend, Bai Ruolin, testified that he had not left the house. Fu Xueqing is not assured, and deliberately go to the subway station to adjust the surveillance, the results confirmed that Wu Fan that night is indeed riding the subway home, so that he does not have the time to commit the crime.
All kinds of evidence ruled out Wu Fan's suspicion, and Fu Xueqing, despite still being suspicious, had to release Wu Fan due to lack of evidence.
And shortly after Wu Fan's release, the killer is dramatically caught in the net, none other than the suspect Jin Zhancheng, who was arrested at the same time as Wu Fan.
Although he refused to admit that he had met Wang Wei on the night of her murder, the lab results showed that the semen left in Wang Wei's body was his, proving that he was lying.
In the face of conclusive evidence, Jin Zancheng and panicked to change his story, admitted that he had been to Wang Wei's hair salon that night, and then the two had sex. But he also said he left the hair salon at 10:00 p.m., and did not have a conflict with Wang Wei, her death is no knowledge.
This defense of his was nothing more than futile resistance in the eyes of Lu Guangtong and most of the police officers, and it was only a matter of time before he was made to confess.
For Wu Fan who regained his freedom, who is the murderer is simply irrelevant, the experience of the past few days as if riding a roller coaster in general, a moment rushed to the bottom, a moment and then flipped up to the clouds, he first inexplicably turned into a murderer, and then was inexplicably released, completely out of their own control.
However, when he calmed down and thought about it carefully, the events that happened before and after seemed bizarre on the surface, but they were all connected to his temporal dream. He recalled his attending doctor Lu Heng's explanation that Wu Fan's temporal dreams originated from fragments of his past memories, and furthermore, perhaps the truth was hidden in that memory he had lost.
Wu Fan couldn't help but wonder what he had experienced before he lost his memory. And how could he so accurately foresee the murderer killing?
Once the thought arose, he couldn't find peace within himself.
He wished with all his heart that someone would help him find out this truth, but it seemed impossible.
"Pop!"
Guo Chaoyang almost threw Wu Fan's manuscript in his face.
"You tell me what it is you're showing me."
"Press release, boss." Wu Fan said with a forced smile.
"You call this legal news? Look at what kind of shit you're writing - 'A man's phone scam didn't have a single person believe him because his Mandarin was so bad'. Are you writing funny paragraphs for me?"
"I thought you said you were looking for stories that would grab the eye and keep people on their toes. I think this story is just as fascinating and educational."
"The importance of learning Mandarin is it?" Big Head Guo was practically boiling, "I don't think you're really fit to be a reporter, Wu Fan, which guy recruited you in the first place?"
Wu Fan secretly screamed bitterly, Big Head Guo is not trying to open himself up, he hurriedly said good words, "Boss, I've encountered a bit of trouble in the past two days as you know. Give me two more days of grace, I'll go back and change it, and I promise to satisfy you."
"No need to change it, it's a waste of time to change it again. Just rewrite one."
"But this edition is going to run the day after tomorrow, so I won't have time to prepare new material."
"What's too late, isn't the material just around the corner?"
Wu Fan looked at Big Head Guo with a baffled expression.
Guo Big Head shook his big head and said angrily, "I really can't do anything about you, how come you don't even have a little bit of a reporter's sense of smell. Haven't you been assisting in the investigation of a case at the police station for the past two days, isn't this ready-made news?"
Wu Fan suddenly, he was taken away from the newspaper office by the police that day and locked up for two days, after he was released, he did not dare to tell everyone that he was treated as a suspect, but only lied that he had witnessed a crime, and that the police were looking for him to assist in solving the case. Big Head Guo's gang didn't seem to be suspicious.
"That's true, it's still a murder case." Wu Fan went down on the slope.
Big Head Guo's eyes were glowing, "Then write about it, isn't this the perfect material? You're an eyewitness and an informant, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, brat!"
Wu Fan was a bit embarrassed, "But the police must have tightly blocked the news, it's impossible to reveal anything to me."
"Nonsense!" Guo Chaoyang rolled his eyes, "If it's easy to do it, I don't need you to be such a loser. Anyway, this news you must give me down, at the latest the day after tomorrow, I want to see this news in the front page of the legal system column, you this time if you give me again to do a bad job, I'll give you to do!"
Guo big head gave a deadly order, Wu Fan see this old boy is really serious, if you really can not get the news, in the future will not have a good day.
His heart is difficult to go directly to the Interpol interview will certainly be rejected, the only know the police Fu Xueqing or deadly rival, he was not easy to escape from her hands, and then go back to look for her is not to throw himself into the net?
Wu Fan thought about it and came up with a risky solution.
After work, Wu Fan called his girlfriend with the excuse that he had to work overtime, and then brought his camera and flashlight, took a cab, and went to Dong'an Street. This was one of the more famous commercial streets in Jiangzhou City, with electronic cities and shopping malls dotted on both sides of the street.
Wu Fan got out of the car at the intersection and went to a nearby chain beef noodle restaurant to eat a bowl of noodles, waiting patiently for more than three hours until it was dark before walking out of the restaurant.
He walked down the street to the right of the intersection, and when he reached the next intersection, he saw the sign of "Medea Hair Salon" in the distance. The store's roll-up door was halfway down, and there were a few yellow police tape in front of the entrance. This was the scene of the crime a few days ago.
Due to the police's tight news blockade, only individual newspapers reported the incident briefly and vaguely, and they didn't even get the location where the murder took place. Wu Fan heard Fu Xueqing and the others mention this address during the trial, and inadvertently memorized it. Big Head Guo wasn't wrong, I'm afraid that apart from the police, he's the only one who knows the most about this case at the moment. If he can report this case, it will definitely create a sensation, then he will be a famous reporter, and maybe he can even get a promotion and a pay rise.
With a future worth envisioning, Wu Fan felt it was cost-effective to take a risk.
He slipped back and forth in front of the salon twice, sensing that no one was nearby to notice him, and with a sudden catlike movement he got under the roll-up door.
The outer door of the saloon was unlocked, and he entered the room with a push.
The room was dark and drought-ridden and you couldn't see anything, and there was a smell that I couldn't tell if it was fishy or foul.
Wu Fan in the criminal police team saw the crime scene photos, he knew that the murdered female boss was sitting on a chair not far away, although the body has now been pulled away by the police, but late at night alone to run here, but also really make people heart hairy, there will always be a feeling of ghosts.
Wu Fan carefully took out his flashlight and turned it on, first shining a circle around the room to give himself courage.
As the flashlight moved, the room's scenery gradually into the eyes, this is the first time he personally visited the scene of the crime, this shocking feeling is completely different from just looking at the photos.
Large areas of blood still remain on the ground, as well as physical evidence marker signs placed at the scene of the crime by the police.
He reached into his satchel and pulled out his camera, ready to take a close-up of the chair the victim had been sitting on, so that Big Head Guo, who had underestimated him, could see for himself whether he had a reporter's sense of smell or not.
When the camera was also in focus and the flashlight had shone through, he realized with a start that the dead man's seat was not empty.
There was a woman's body sitting right there!
She's sitting in the exact same position as Wang Wei, whose throat was slit.
She leaned lifelessly back in her chair and stared blankly into the dresser mirror across the room. The side of her face looked even paler in the flashlight.
Wu Fan's brain was instantly drained.
Fear was like a pair of skinny, bony hands with a death grip on his neck, leaving him gasping for air.
His brain had come to a complete halt, unable to think about who this female corpse was and why it was here.
Seconds later, he snapped out of his stiffness, his mind racing with nothing but thoughts of survival.
He threw down his flashlight and camera, turned and ran out the door.
But a black shadow suddenly leapt out of the darkness!
The black shadow pounced at Wu Fan with great speed, and without waiting for Wu Fan to make any reaction, the black shadow uppercutted and kicked him, knocking him to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Who could have expected that the murderer was hiding at the scene of the crime, Wu Fan was like an animal that fell into a trap and could not escape, his heart was full of despair.
There's going to be a third body soon, and now he's got himself on the front page first.
The murderer pressed Wu Fan to death on the ground, and instead of immediately cutting his neck with a knife, he handcuffed his hands behind his back with handcuffs.
Before Wu Fan could quite understand what the murderer was going to do to him next, the man had walked over to the wall and flipped the light switch on the wall.
The darkened room suddenly lit up.
Wu Fan closed his eyes for a moment to slow down. Opening them again, there was a bit of curiosity in his heart in addition to fear. He wanted to see what this guy who used the same killing methods as in his nightmares looked like.
But when he got a good look at the killer, he froze.
The person standing in front of him was actually the vice-captain of the criminal police team, Fu Xueqing.
"Why you?" Wu Fan asked in shock.
"Yeah, I'm also wondering how it could be you." Fu Xueqing looked at Wu Fan coldly, her eyes were like interrogating a prisoner, "We are really destined to meet, we just released you, and in a flash I see you here again. Reporter Wu, you said before that you happened to dream of the murderer killing, so now you also happened to run to the murder scene?"
Wu Fan struggled to sit up from the ground and busily explained to Fu Xueqing, "Officer Fu, I really didn't kill that woman. I just wanted to come here to collect some information for my report, but I didn't know that I would run into a dead body, if I knew that, I wouldn't have dared to come here."
"What did you say about corpses?" Fu Xueqing was puzzled.
"It's the female corpse sitting in the seat where Wang Wei was killed ah, the murderer put her in the same position as the deceased, I just turned on the flashlight and saw it coldly, I almost didn't get scared to death!" Wu Fan turned back to look behind him with palpitations, but suddenly froze and couldn't believe his eyes.
That female corpse is actually gone.
"This, how is this possible ...," Wu Fan stammered in fear, "Although you do not believe it, I did see the female corpse."
"Even though I don't believe you, at least you didn't lie with this statement." Fu Xueqing leisurely said.
"It's good that you believe that, but I don't understand how that female body disappeared into thin air."
Fu Xueqing looked at Wu Fan scared like that and showed a little teasing look. She didn't say anything and walked straight to the chair where the victim Wang Wei's body had sat, sat down in the empty chair next to it, and asked Wu Fan, "Is this how the female corpse you saw sat?"
Wu Fan froze for a moment and then realized. It turned out that the female corpse he saw was actually Fu Xueqing.
Just now he used a flashlight to inadvertently shine a woman sitting there, instinctively brainstormed the image of Wang Wei being killed, extreme fear made him instantly lose his judgment, how could he think that someone would run to the scene of the crime in the middle of the night to pretend to be a corpse.
Wu Fan looked at the policewoman, who still had a few moments of softness in her appearance, and swallowed hard, "You're really crazy, so much so that you didn't scare people to death alive."
"You're the one who's crazy." Fu Xueqing gave him a blank look, "I'm here at the crime scene to find inspiration and simulate the crime."
"Alright, whatever you say, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, can you open the handcuffs?" Wu Fan just wanted to get out of here quickly now, even though it was just a false alarm, he didn't want to stay with this somewhat crazy woman.
"How can that be!" Fu Xueqing rejected Wu Fan's suggestion without a second thought, "You're under a lot of suspicion now, how can you just say you'll be released?"
"Didn't I just explain everything, I'm here for the story, to get some atmosphere and take some pictures of the scene, that's all."
"That's a really far-fetched reason. I haven't really heard of any reporter who worked as hard as you did to write a story, but it can't be ruled out that individual psychopathic criminals who finished a case couldn't help but return to the murder scene to look for excitement." Fu Xueqing deliberately knocked Wu Fan with her words.
Wu Fan was really angry enough, what did he look like a murderer, why did this policewoman always suspect himself.
He exclaimed, "Haven't you all investigated me already, I don't even have the time to commit the crime, isn't that reason enough?"
"That just seems adequate, but it's not without a little suspicion. Wang Wei's murder was at about 11 o'clock at night. Your girlfriend testified on your behalf that you came home at 8:30 p.m. and didn't leave the house after that. But when I checked your neighborhood, I found out that it was actually a semi-open neighborhood, with surveillance at the front door of the neighborhood, but the back door was freely accessible. The front door surveillance did capture you walking into the neighborhood at 8:30pm. But the time period after that, your alibi is actually just relying on your girlfriend Bai Ruolin's testimony, that girl looks very honest, but no one dare to be 100% sure that her words have no water, I just believe her for the time being ..."
Fu Xueqing's words caused Wu Fan to suddenly tense up.
He knew in his heart that Bai Ruolin had not revealed his sleepwalking to the police. Nonetheless, Fu Xueqing was still skeptical of him, and judging from this situation, if he couldn't come up with a convincing reason, he would have a hard time getting past Fu Xueqing.
Wu Fan quickly thought about the countermeasures, he flew through the case he knew in his head and said to Xue Mo, "If I was really the murderer, I simply couldn't have returned to the scene. Haven't you guys always thought that there was a conflict between the murderer and the victim before killing her? Such a clear motive of the criminal after the crime will try to avoid the slightest contact with the victim, can not hide far away, do not dare to return to the scene. Unless it's an indulgent type of murderer who needs to experience the excitement of killing through constant experience to return to the scene, but if that's the case, isn't your judgment contradictory?"
Fu Xueqing was frozen by Wu Fan's words. This guy had actually caught her loophole in one go, and had refuted it in a very professional manner.
"You've studied about criminal psychology?" She asked Wu Fan.
"No, why?"
Fu Xueqing will be convinced, revealing a bit of cunning, "Let's put it this way, since you've come to the scene, then you'll say what you think, if you make a valid point and prove that you don't have anything to do with this case, then I'll let you go."
Wu Fan became more and more wary of this woman, "You're not intentionally setting me up, are you, to find any more breaks in my words to trip me up."
"Cut the crap." Fu Xueqing's eyes glared, "You are now in a suspect status, confessing is lenient, answering honestly is your only way out."
Wu Fan's heart is angry, but at the moment really can not offend people, since he said, then he said. Although he has not been involved in the investigation, but he has seen the photos of the body, the trial from the police to understand the case, now in the crime scene, he knows all the clues connected, but also basically can figure out what happened.
He thought for a moment and said offhandedly, "I don't think you'll catch the killer."
Fu Xueqing was originally just curious and wanted to condescend to Wu Fan's words, but she didn't expect him to come up with such a sentence out of the cold.
"Why?" She asked.
"When you interrogated me, you kept suspecting that the victim and I knew each other and had something to do with each other, which means that you treated this case as an ordinary homicide case caused by a personal dispute, and I think you're going in the wrong direction. The murderer shouldn't know the victim, or at least not be familiar with the victim."
"Based on what?"
"It's right here." Wu Fan glanced at his feet, "If it's a love or revenge killing, the murderer's psychological state must be very unstable, and will manifest the emotion of letting off steam at the scene, especially on the victim's body. In this case, there was only one fatal wound on the victim's body on the neck. The crime scene was also kept unusually neat and clean, with only a large bloodstain at the location of the murder, which the murderer intentionally left for us to see, as well as the fact that he deliberately placed the body on a chair, all of which fully demonstrates the murderer's control over the crime scene, as well as his calm psychological state. This is the kind of behavior that only a sociopathic personality can commit. The murderer has had the intention to kill for a long time, but he wouldn't start with someone close to him. That's why I think that he had just seen the victim before, or even happened to meet him, and treated him simply as prey."
Wu Fan's analysis surprised Fu Xueqing even more.
His thoughts were diametrically opposed to Lu Guangtong's, but coincided with Fu Xueqing's, except that Fu Xueqing only had a generalized concept, while Wu Fan was actually able to deduce the murderer's state of mind through the crime scene in a silky smooth manner. This guy is really a journalist?
Wu Fan realized that Fu Xueqing was looking at him strangely, and without a clue in his heart, he carefully asked, "I've finished, can you let me go now?"
"I haven't finished asking my words." Fu Xueqing simply revealed a little bit of information to Wu Fan, including some of her own questions as well, "When our police investigated the scene, we found that there were no traces of forced entry in the rooms in front and behind this hair salon, so the murderer could only have entered the store when it was not closed. Wang Wei was alone in the store at the time, and it's impossible for her to suddenly come in at night and not be the least bit wary, right? If the murderer wanted to subdue him, there would definitely be a fight, but the fact is that no matter whether it was the victim's body or the scene, there was not the slightest trace of a fight, that's why we, the police, believe that the murderer not only knew the victim but was also very familiar with him, which is completely contradictory to what you said just now ah."
"It's not really a contradiction, what if the killer was just passing by that night and happened to meet the victim, say, who was about to close up and leave. The killer happened to be passing by, and he saw his chance to pounce on her, take her hostage and go into the store, and then he killed her."
"That's it?"
"It's that simple." Wu Fan's mind was constantly flooded with new thoughts, "That's why I said that you guys can't catch this guy, because he's one of those hunting type criminals in the purest sense of the word, the kind of criminals whose movements are erratic and whose skills in committing crimes are skillful. If you guys can't figure out his crime pattern, then you simply don't know where to start."
Fu Xueqing didn't answer, but looked at Wu Fan intriguingly.
"What again?"
You say you haven't studied criminal psychology, but you analyze cases in the exact mode of criminal profiling. Such a specialized skill is rarely mastered even within our police force, unless it's one of those professional criminal profilers in criminal research institutions. Where on earth did you learn that?"
Wu Fan shook his head impatiently, "What criminal profiling? I don't understand what you're talking about at all? I'm just a reporter, if you don't believe me, you can go to Jiangzhou Evening News to check my identity. You asked me to talk about my own opinion, I just said what I thought of casually, it's not as exaggerated as you described it, it can only be said that I have a wide range of knowledge and rigorous thinking. But I can remind you, you don't give me a high hat on the surface, secretly want what tricks ah."
Fu Xueqing looked at Wu Fan's words and didn't bother to break it up with him anymore, "Forget about that, let's move on to the case, what do you mean by the pattern of crimes you just said? Do you think this guy has done more than one case?"
"Such skillful crime skills must not be the first time he has committed a crime, this is a serial killer, why do I say he is a hunter type criminal, because his mode of operation is just like a lion or cheetah in a wild environment, he usually roams around, looking for prey, and completes a crime whenever he finds a suitable opportunity. He has definitely killed before and will continue to do so, so if I were a police officer, I would at least check to see if there have been any similar cases in the last year or two in Jiangzhou City or nearby cities. Does he have any other distinguishing features besides slitting his throat?"
"He sucks blood."
"What?" Wu Fan looked at Fu Xueqing in shock.
Fu Xueqing walked over to the chair where the victim's body sat, carefully avoiding the blood on the ground, "The body was sitting here, facing the vanity mirror in front of her, and on that cabinet next to the mirror there was a glass cup, and a lipstick was found on the cup, and that should have been left by the murderer. I don't know if you've heard the legend about Dracula."
"Dracula?"
"Legend has it that Dracula was a daytime and nighttime seducer with an elegant demeanor. This murderer's behavior actually matches the legendary Dracula perfectly."
"You don't think the killer is Dracula."
"Of course not, he's trying to pass himself off as Dracula, I think."
Wu Fan did not think that this case is still a strange case, this to write a report published, guaranteed fire, it seems that he should still be more from Fu Xueqing set of news there.
With a calculation in his mind, he walked over to the chair where the victim had been sitting. Fu Xueqing didn't stop it, and seemed to want to see what he had to say about the murderer's odd behavior.
Wu Fan raised his eyes and looked at his own dresser mirror, saw his own back hands reflected in the mirror image - a young man of talent, handsome and upright, hesitant and full of ambition to stand with his hands, if you do not turn around to show the hand of money, but a little bit of Guo Da Doudou's might. Maybe once this story is published, it will be a sign of their future prospects.
"Hey, have you seen enough?" Fu Xueqing saw Wu Fan looking at himself in the mirror and giggling straight away, and kind of couldn't bear it.
"Oh, ahem." Wu Fan instantly returned to reality.
Frankly speaking, the murderer's method of operation was really strange and weird, and he didn't know how to explain it. But since he wanted to get information from Fu Xueqing, he had to say something to guide her. He looked at the mirror in front of him and realized that there was a splattered stain on it, and was about to ask what it was when he suddenly heard a "bang".
It was the sound coming from the roll-up door.
Wu Fan and Fu Xueqing both froze and coincidentally looked towards the doorway, but only saw half of their bodies, the other half being blocked by the roller shutter door.
The man was only showing below the waist, and it was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman by looking at his pants. He bent his legs as if trying to get under the roll-up door, and the noise must have been made by an unintentional slap of his palm on the door.
But instead of actually drilling in, the man suddenly stopped.
Fu Xueqing and Wu Fan in the room also held their breath.
Time paused for a second.
The person outside the roll-up door suddenly pulled out his legs and ran away, Fu Xueqing immediately saw this and also rushed towards the door. Wu Fan was anxious, and shouted at her, "Don't leave me here, I'm still handcuffed." Fu Xueqing had no time to pay attention to him, and had already chased him out the door.
Fu Xueqing could still see a black shadow running down the street from afar, and she drew her legs in hot pursuit. That person is very cunning, did not in the avenue with Fu Xueqing has been entangled, he ran running suddenly drilled into the roadside an alley.
Fu Xueqing then also chased after him into the alley, running through a narrow path and into the thrift market.
The dilapidated concrete road is empty, on both sides are black lights and closed cottages, a street lamp stood a long way apart, through the dark and hazy light, Fu Xueqing closely followed the black shadow.
She couldn't wait to catch this man, she was sure he had something to do with Wang Wei's death. If she caught him, the case might be solved.
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Fu Xueqing, the black shadow panicked and drilled into a dark alleyway.
Fu Xueqing was secretly pleased.
It seemed like this guy wasn't too familiar with the area, and if she remembered correctly, it was a dead end, so going in would be shooting herself in the foot.
But Fu Xueqing was also wary of the other party hiding in the dark and sneaking in, she drew her pistol, pulled the bolt, and walked into the alley on full alert.
This alley was ding shaped, Murakumo Yukari stopped when she came to the corner, there were two directions in front of her, that guy must be hiding in one of the alleys. She couldn't rush in.
She forgot her flashlight and pulled her cell phone out of her coat pocket ready to illuminate it.
Just then, a creepy laugh suddenly sounded in the darkness.
"Ha Ha Ha ..."
This laughter was right behind Fu Xueqing, full of smugness, full of sinister.
Fu Xueqing gave a shiver.
Did that guy lure himself here on purpose?
Wu Fan sat depressed in the hair salon with his hands cuffed behind his back.
The murder site was not far away, and the large bloodstains on the ground were still clearly visible, even though the lights were on, and being alone was apprehensive enough.
He looked forward to Fu Xueqing's quick return and worried whether she would catch the murderer or not.
It was a good night, and I had all the material I needed to write a thriller.
All he was looking forward to now was for this to be over and out of this damn hellhole sooner rather than later.
Finally, he saw a man coming under the roll-up door.
"You can finally come back, Officer Fu, quickly untie me." Wu Fan shouted at the man.
But the man walked up to the roll-up door and stopped.
When Wu Fan got a good look at the pants exposed under the door, he snapped and recognized that this person was the one Fu Xue Moo was chasing after.
He head-mouthed for a moment.
What's this guy doing back here?
Where's Fu Xueqing? Where is she?
Wu Fan stayed looking at those two legs, wearing thin pocketed hip black pants, a pair of shiny pointy shoes, looking clean and tidy and ordinary, but right now, it made Wu Fan feel a kind of never-before-experienced horror.
He eyed the legs as they bent downward, as if the man was trying to get in. His heart dropped to his noise level.
Suddenly!
A white object flew in through the gap under the roll-up door.
Wu Fan was so scared that he hurriedly dodged. The thing fell to the ground with a "pop", it was a milky-white string.
Wu Fan was a million times more puzzled, and when he looked up to see the man outside the door again, he was already gone.
He carefully walked over to the string and scrutinized it, wondering what had just happened. While he was puzzled, another silhouette came to the door and without saying a word, bent down and dug in. This time it was Fu Xueqing.
She huffed and puffed, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her dignified instrument had long since disappeared, and her face was in a state of disarray.
Wu Fan looked at her and guessed eight or nine in his heart, "You didn't catch that person, did you."
"Hmph, almost, it's a bargain for him this time." Fu Xueqing's residual anger had not yet subsided.
She was furious at the mention of what had just happened. That guy had introduced her into the alley and deliberately made a scary laughing sound to confuse Fu Xueqing. When Fu Xueqing followed the laughter into the end of the alley, she ended up finding a tape recorder in the corner, which turned out to be the one that made the laughter. The guy must have hidden in another fork of the T-shaped alley, waiting for Fu Xueqing to be fooled by the laughter and take the opportunity to escape every day. Fu Xueqing thought she was smart and sensitive, but today she was actually teased, how could she not be furious.