As soon as I got off the car, I was wrapped in layers of cold and yin energy.

At this time, it was midsummer and the temperature was still very stuffy, but it seemed that it was late autumn and it was particularly cold.

The sky was also gray, and there were dark clouds rolling further away, as if planning a heavy rainstorm.

There was an extremely strange atmosphere in the air, as if there were many people standing densely in the air on all sides, staring at us tightly.

If an ordinary person stands here, he will definitely feel uneasy and extremely uncomfortable.

But I have long been accustomed to it, and naturally I know that this is because the yin energy in the funeral home is too strong.

Luo Li didn't want to go in, so she stayed in the car, while Luo Yang accompanied me into the side door.

In the cold morgue, there was a iron bed alone, and a tall female policeman stood in front of the bed.

She heard the footsteps and turned to greet us.

After not seeing each other for many years, Zhang Xiaoai's cute face has matured a lot, but her big eyes have become brighter, with only a layer of dark circles and a very haggard face. It seems that she hasn't had a normal rest for a long time.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'll ask you to make up for it tonight." She smiled and stuck out her tongue at me.

She said embarrassed, but I couldn't hear any embarrassment, this naughty little girl.

Before I could say anything, she pointed to the body on the iron bed and said, "This is the victim in the photo." Then she lifted the white cloth covering the top.

I nodded and observed carefully.

The body has been processed and there is a long suture opening on the neck. It should be that the trace is left by the forensic doctor.

The blood of the deceased had dried up and was kept in the freezer for a long time. The skin was white and looked a little scary.

His body was neatly divided into two halves from his neck, his head was bleeding, but his neck was completely preserved with the beautiful girl pattern on the tattoo.

I lowered my head and looked at the cut carefully.

With one knife, it was actually just one knife! It cut off the head of a living person.

Naked - exposed bones, no burrs or jerks on the flesh and blood, and the section is very complete.

The weapon must be very long and terriblely sharp.

Even with my double swords of ghosts and gods, it is extremely difficult to do it. After all, there will never be a living person who can move without moving, and you want to do it.

It is impossible to cut the pattern so completely!

Absolutely no one can do it.

"The deceased is named Wang Meng. He is just fifteen years old this year. After his parents divorced, he has been a gangster on the streets of society. He has had many battles and thefts." Zhang Xiaoai stood aside and explained quickly.

"On the day he was killed, he had just participated in a duel between a group of bad teenagers, and then went to the dance hall to celebrate together. There was a small program in the dance hall, which was that the lights would turn off for ten seconds every 12 o'clock in the evening, and the whole audience would be counted down."

"According to the person involved, Wang Meng was also on the dance floor, but there were too many people at that time and he didn't stand together."

"Ten seconds later, the lights lit up, and a sudden burst of exclamations came from the crowd. Wang fell into a pool of blood, his head rolled out a long way, and blood flowed all over the floor."

"The dance hall manager is more experienced and directed the waiters and security guards to block all exits on the spot and blocked the first scene."

"When the police arrived, all the drinkers were there. Although the scene was trampled, the reserves were still intact. But we found nothing except the half of the white paper with the word "小小" in his mouth." Zhang Xiaoai said.

"Did you find any suspicious person at the scene?" I turned around and asked.

"No." Zhang Xiaoai shook her head and continued: "We searched carefully several times on the scene, and carefully interrogated the people on the scene, including the staff in the dance hall, and found no suspicious people."

"Then we called out the cameras installed everywhere, but nothing was discovered."

"The strangest thing is..." Zhang Xiaoai paused: "We brought ultraviolet lights and lit them back and forth in the place where Wang Meng was killed for a long time, but no footprints or fingerprints left by the murderer were found."

"Who are around him?" I continued to ask.

"Wang Meng is a little rogue. When he entered the dance floor, of course he wanted to pick up girls. There were a few little girls celebrating their birthday that day, and Wang Meng squeezed beside them. When he suddenly fell to the ground, it was also the first thing that the little girls discovered."

"We have repeatedly investigated these little girls. We didn't know Wang Meng at all before, and it was even the first time they came to the dance hall, and they didn't look like the murderer at all. Moreover, one of the girls was overly frightened and is still receiving psychological treatment in the hospital."

I nodded and said, "The means of killing people are extremely clean and neat. Not to mention any little girl, even a professional killer may not have the ability! Besides, the weapon will definitely not be small when you cut off your head alive, but you didn't find any clues. It seems that it doesn't seem like it was made by humans..."

"In this way, I have to make sure first, and you can prepare something for me." I ordered.

"Okay, you said." Zhang Xiaoai took out his cell phone to record.

"A little piglet, a basket of white radish, a bundle of straw, and then I went to the paper man shop to buy a paper man and asked for a boy." As I said, Zhang Xiaoai quickly typed and then sent it out.

"Similar case is the third." Zhang Xiaoai put away her phone and looked solemn.

“Is it always like this?”

"Yes, they were all beheaded directly! The forensic doctor judged that it should be the same weapon, and the two corpses were also in the morgue." After saying that, Zhang Xiaoai opened the freezer opposite, and pulled out two large iron beds.

I leaned over and saw two teenagers lying on the iron bed.

One had gray hair dyed, and his chest was full of tattoos. The other had several silver rings on his nose and lips.

Both of them had their heads and bodies, and the scene was terrible.

"One of these two people nicknamed "Taitou". After their parents divorced, their mother remarried. The father was in prison for ten years of labor reform because of the crime. The other nickname was Mangniu, and both parents died."

"They and Wang Meng have been forming cliques and doing all kinds of bad things. But half a year ago, there was a little unhappy between the three of them, so they didn't contact each other..."

"The Thorn was found in a barber shop. The owner opened the door in the morning and found that the door lock had signs of prying and blood was flowing out. He called the police at that time. When we went in, we found that the Thorn had its mouth wide open and fell into a pool of blood." Zhang Xiaoai said.
Chapter completed!