I became the police station's darling after I could understand what the furry creature was sayi

Nan Shu patted the little girl's head. She had stopped crying, but was still sobbing. She seemed to feel ashamed of crying, so she tilted her head and buried it in her father's neck.

"Okay, okay, thank you! Thank you all!"

The father thanked him repeatedly.

"Officers, I was wondering if you have a moment? I'd like to invite you to a simple meal..."

"No need, we're leaving Guangcheng soon. We appreciate Mr. Wang's kindness, but it's getting late, and Mingming is sleepy. She was frightened today and might have nightmares, so we'll need to take extra care of her tonight."

Nan Punian looked at Wang Mingming. The little girl had big eyes and looked a lot like Xi Nian in his imagination, which made him unconsciously give her some more advice.

The father hurriedly agreed. When the little girl heard that Nan Shu was leaving, she immediately turned her head and looked at Nan Shu with reluctance, as if she was about to cry again.

Finally, after being comforted by Nan Shu and having her phone number exchanged, the little girl left with her father, completely satisfied.

"Let's go!"

Nan Shu smiled and looked away, turning to look at Nan Punian.

"it is good."

Nan Punian called the hotel and asked them to send the luggage back, and the two of them and their dog took a taxi straight to the airport.

With half an hour to go before boarding, the two waited in the VIP lounge, occasionally hearing the sounds of planes taking off and landing.

Nan Shu ordered a bowl of beef noodles (just beef, no noodles) to fill her stomach, then turned to Nan Punian and asked, "Who is the deceased?"

Nan Punian paused in his eating, glanced at the meat in her bowl, and then at her calm demeanor. He suddenly remembered the second time he saw Nan Shu, when she was squatting by the well cover with a lunchbox, enjoying her braised pork.

At that time, she already knew that there were dismembered bodies in the well.

Nan Punian's lips twitched, and he silently put down his chopsticks, saying, "Liao Congren."

"Liao Congren? Wasn't he under protection?"

Nan Shu was puzzled, but as soon as she finished speaking, she stuffed another piece of beef into her mouth. Not to mention, the braised beef here was not only fresh and large, but it also melted in her mouth. The taste and texture were very much to her liking, and it didn't get stuck in her teeth.

According to Liao Congren's wife, Liao Congren left home in a hurry after receiving a phone call in the morning, and judging from the route he took, he seemed to have deliberately shaken off the police.

The protection of Liao Congren and Nan Jianye did not stop even during the Spring Festival; it was still a team working in three shifts.

Upon learning the news, Wang Yaqin rushed back from Wencheng to oversee the operation and contacted the traffic police department to assist in the search for Liao Congren.

However, following the route where the police lost track of him, they still couldn't find Liao Congren's vehicle or his shadow on the surveillance cameras.

Liao Congren seemed to have vanished into thin air.

When he reappeared, the other person was already dead.

In between, there was only a short interval of less than three hours.

Where was he discovered?

Nan Shu asked.

Nan Punian paused, his expression changing slightly, "The Gao family's unfinished building."

Nan Shu was taken aback.

For nearly a month since Mo Xun's case came to light, police officers have been staking out the unfinished building to see if the murderer will reappear.

Unfortunately, a month passed and the murderer was nowhere to be seen. To save resources, the staff were withdrawn and a few surveillance cameras were installed in the unfinished building.

to this end.

They even ran a cable from a nearby resident's home to facilitate real-time monitoring.

However, it wasn't until the body was discovered and the surveillance footage was reviewed that it was found that the footage appeared to have been hacked and replaced long ago.

As for the person who discovered the body, it was a young man from a nearby village who had returned home for the Chinese New Year. Opposite the unfinished building was a small hill, and a group of four or five young men in their mid-twenties were discussing going up the hill to take photos and maybe pick some mushrooms.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, one of the girls was quite observant and immediately spotted something hanging on the steel bars extending outwards from the fourth floor of the unfinished building. Because of the distance, it looked like an inflatable doll at first glance.

But upon closer inspection, something seemed off, so he picked up the camera hanging around his neck and pointed it at the doll.

Enlarge it.

The man was startled by the scene before him and screamed as he scrambled down the mountain, howling all the way.

His companions were startled by his reaction, wondering if he was mentally ill.

Another person curiously took out his phone. Although the focus wasn't as good as a camera, it still allowed him to see the 'doll' clearly.

In an instant, his face turned ashen, his legs trembled violently, and he almost couldn't stand up. He was only saved from collapsing to the ground by a friend next to him.

The man stammered, and after a long while, amidst his friends' questioning, he finally managed to utter the words "call the police" almost in a scream.

"These are photos from the scene sent by Sister Yaqin..."

Nan Punian glanced at the empty bowl in front of Nan Shu before handing her his phone.

He was just worried that the scene was too gruesome and might frighten people, but now it seems he was overthinking it.

really.

Nan Shu took the photo and glanced at it.

His expression remained unchanged, as if he were looking at an ordinary landscape photo. Although he already knew that Xiao Shu was bold, Nan Punian still did not expect that Nan Shu was this bold.

Just looking at the scene in this photo, if it were him when he was young, he would probably have nightmares.

In the photo.

Liao Congren was hung on an exposed steel bar on the fourth floor. The steel bar pierced through his heart, and a bright red, viscous liquid almost soaked the entire steel bar.

His eyes were wide open, and his face was contorted in agony. One can imagine the immense suffering he endured before his death.

Nan Shu observed his wound, her fingertips sliding as she looked at the next image.

It's blood on the ground.

Fresh blood flowed from the wound, dripping down the drooping legs and onto the ground, pooling into a small, viscous pool of blood.

"This amount of bleeding..."

Nan Shu frowned. "Something's not right. Does he have any other wounds on his body?"

She returned the phone to Nan Punian, and casually picked up a bag of snacks from the side. After eating too much meat, she wanted to eat something sweet to cleanse her palate.

Nan Punian watched her movements, hesitated, and finally said nothing, replying, "Yes, it all came from behind..."

According to the preliminary forensic report, it cannot be ruled out that Liao Congren died from mechanical injury. The reason why it cannot be confirmed is that, in addition to the fatal wound on his chest, Liao Congren also had obvious ligature marks on his neck and his fingertips were cyanotic, which are consistent with the characteristics of death by mechanical asphyxiation.

The specific cause of death still needs further investigation.

as well as.

Liao Congren had multiple subcutaneous stab wounds on his back, as if someone was torturing him with a steel rod, rhythmically and deliberately.

This is why the bloodstain was so large.

Upon hearing this, Nan Shu slowly frowned. Based on the description, she immediately thought of Nan Punian's theory of the 'eighteen levels of hell'.

"This is... the Iron Tree Hell?" (End of Chapter)