As a medical concubine

Chapter 29 The Last Victim

What's the inconvenience?The fourth grandma is afraid that she will tell Miss Biao everything.Mother Luo was about to walk over with the file in her arms, but Yan Shu laughed, "Oh, cousin, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, do you think you are the eldest sister? Can you understand the file? Just imitate me! It's alright, mother Luo, hurry up Send it to Eldest Sister, and delay Eldest Sister's business, you can't afford it!"

Mother Luo left with a sullen face.

Huazhu squinted her eyes, and then showed an angry and aggrieved expression, "Cousin, don't look down on me. I often go to my father's office in Jianyang. Haven't I seen any big or small cases?"

"嗤" Huazhu's expression successfully pleased Yan Shu, Yan Shu took a sip of her wine, and was very happy to show off her knowledge in front of Huazhu, "I'm not afraid to scare you if I say it, do you know who the accident happened? They were all big men, and you know how they died?"

Yan Shu's expressive ability is really not very good. After carefully digesting each sentence, Hua Zhu roughly sorted out the ins and outs of these cases.

In the past four months, a total of four serial murders occurred in Langya. The deceased were middle-aged, the youngest was 35 years old, and the oldest was 51 years old.

The corpses were dumped at Banyue Mountain, Baiyun Temple, Bibo Bridge and Yanzhipu.

These places seem unrelated.

What's even more bizarre is that the murderer tattooed the white tiger, blue dragon, basalt, and rosebird totems on the backs of the deceased.

This made the case confusing, because the murderer seemed to want to express something to the government besides killing people.

Huazhu admitted that she had never heard of such a weird case in her two lifetimes, no wonder even He Liansheng was shocked.

Yan Shu was still chattering on and on: "You don't know, because the case happened every full moon night, so my father gave it a nice name called 'Full Moon Case'..."

Huazhu raised her head and looked at the night sky. Tomorrow night will be the full moon.

Has the murderer finished?If the killing is not finished, who will be the next victim...?

In the cold cellar, two figures walked towards the deepest part one after the other.

Yan Bo breathed into his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Because the case has not been closed yet, the body is temporarily stored here, and even the clothes have not been changed."

A whole row of night pearls are inlaid on the wall, emitting a cold light, illuminating every corner of the room.This is a very empty ice cellar. Facing the door, there are four corpses, covered with a white cloth, and a sign is hung on the top wall, which reads from left to right: Wu Xuping, Yang Zhong, Chen Han, Liu Changlong.

Liao Zicheng took two steps, squatted down and looked at the ground, and asked, "Has anyone been here?"

Yan Bo glanced at Liao Zicheng, who was as calm as clouds, and thought to himself, it really is a coffin, with a heavy yin, and he is not afraid of the cold!Yan Bo's teeth chattered from the cold: "Except for the clerks of the yamen, no one has been here."

"Where are your relatives?"

"Show it to your relatives before you bring it in, and no one is allowed to visit after you bring it in."

"No." Liao Zicheng put on his gloves, picked up a strand of hair from the ground, looked at Ye Mingzhu first, and then put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, "Someone has been here, but it's not a gangster. Male, aged 25 to [-] years old In between, living conditions are superior, but suffering from diseases, um, intractable allergies, it should... be allergic to pollen."

Yan Bo was startled: "You...you...how did you find out?" Just one hair?Is it too wicked?

"It's much easier to tell you what it is than to tell you why it is." Liao Zicheng took out a rectangular bag and put his hair in it.

Yan Bo blushed, scratched his neck and said, "What do you want a piece of hair for?"

"Get used to it." Liao Zicheng finished speaking calmly, handed the bag to Yan Bo, and walked towards the corpses by himself, and began to examine them one by one.

Wu Xuping, 37 years old, Deputy Superintendent, disappeared from Kuangqinglou on the evening of June 15th, and No. 16 was found dead at the foot of Banyue Mountain, missing a lung.

Yang Zhong, 51 years old, governor of Honju, disappeared on July 15 on the way home after drinking from a colleague's house. No. 16 was found dead at the back door of Baiyu Temple, missing his liver.

Chen Han, 35 years old, governor of this state, went to the toilet in a casino on August NO.15, disappeared from the toilet, NO.16 was found dead at the mouth of Bibo bridge, missing a kidney.

Liu Changlong, 48 years old, Honshu Sima, disappeared on September 15 while visiting relatives, and No. 16 was found dead in Yanzhipu, missing a heart.

In addition, their wrists and ankles had obvious bruises and abrasions, and their backs were tattooed with white tigers, blue dragons, basalts, and rosebirds in an uneven black pattern.

"Chicken, rabbit, pig, horse." Liao Zicheng said thoughtfully while checking.

Yan Bo was taken aback: "What?"

"Their zodiac signs." Liao Zicheng finished the inspection and said blankly, "Tattoos are tattooed after death; internal organs are taken before death."

So, those people watched themselves being disemboweled alive?Yan Bo's stomach was churning, and he retched while leaning on the wall.

Liao Zicheng lifted the right hand of No. 4 deceased, that is, Liu Changlong, and found a long scratched cuff, "Banyue Mountain, Baiyun Temple, Bibo Bridge, Rouge Shop...he found it at the entrance of Rouge Shop, right? ? Take me there to see."

The two drove to the rouge shop on Chengxi [-]st Street. Since the Man Yue case came out, there were fewer and fewer people going out at night.

The rouge shop had a good business at first, but since someone found a dead body at its door, the business plummeted. In less than a month, the boss closed down.The rice shop on the left, the bank on the right, and the fireworks shop opposite also experienced a decline in business, but not so seriously.

Liao Zicheng twisted the lantern with one hand, and held a strange thing like a small vanity mirror to shine on the ground and the door panel with the other.

Yan Bo followed curiously, wanting to ask, but when he remembered this guy's temper, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

Liao Zicheng carefully inspected the rouge shop and the open space at the door, not even letting go of the cracks on the wall. At the end, he frowned slightly, "That's not right."

(End of this chapter)