Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Bang! !

"Hey! What are you doing?"

The figure next to him suddenly covered his mouth and stood up and ran out. Jiang Yan recovered from the words "sew a doll" and hurriedly followed.

When he went out, he saw Lu Mingfei holding his hand on the wall, hunched over and retching in the corner of the wall.

Lu Mingfei didn't understand why he had such a big reaction to a few photos.

It was obvious that he had been in close contact with corpses and even killed those monsters with his own hands a few months ago.

And pictures are pictures after all, and it is impossible to convey information through sight, touch and smell like close contact with the scene.

But when he saw those disgusting photos.

Those solemn-looking police officers, eye-catching cordons, cold instruments of forensic doctors, skinless corpses lying in a pool of blood, and plastic mannequins with weird smiles.

Lu Mingfei could even smell the faint smell of blood in the air, as if a part he didn't want to touch had been hit hard.

It was as if he was tightly entangled by some kind of heavy, sticky, fishy-smelling fear.

The fear was like a giggly snake that kept snickering, swimming back and forth in his body, spitting out letters from time to time and showing its fangs, admiring his fear and helplessness.

"What did I just...see...think about it..." Lu Mingfei leaned over and retched, urging himself in his heart.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yan's impatient voice sounded in his ear.

Lu Mingfei gasped for air, feeling that his stomach was empty and there was really nothing to vomit. He trembled and reluctantly stood up, leaning weakly against the wall.

Jiang Yanzheng frowned, pinched his nose, and handed the water bottle to him.

Gulu!

Taking half a bottle of water from Jiang Yan, he drank a few sips and turned it around in his mouth. He spit it out and wiped his mouth with his sleeves. Lu Mingfei subconsciously said: "He, maybe, is very lonely."

"What?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I feel..." Lu Mingfei raised his head slightly and said after hesitating for a moment, "He is enjoying this process. He wants to sew a... doll that he is satisfied with?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked through the file in his hand.

The cause of death of several deceased people was mechanical asphyxiation, and the murder weapons should be something similar to ropes.

The component of methyltriazole diazepam was found in the blood of the deceased. If nothing else, the deceased should have been anesthetized before being strangled.

The entire body of the deceased's skin was peeled off, and the stripped human skin was "worn" like a piece of clothing on the plastic mannequin placed next to the deceased.

Pictures from the scene showed that the deceased was nearly 170cm tall. For the plastic model, the human skin clothes perfectly covered all parts of the body including the torso, left and right upper arms, and thighs.

Although the skinning technique shows that the murderer's skills are not very good, the stitches used to "sew" the human skin clothes for the model are fine and neat, and it can be seen that the murderer was really careful and patient in the process...

"Do you have any basis?" Jiang Yan looked up at Lu Mingfei and asked, "It's possible that the murderer himself is a lunatic who enjoys this process."

Lu Mingfei held his stomach, thoughts flowing in his mind.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered something, organized his words and said slowly: "If it is a madman who cannot think normally, I think you have caught him by now, right?"

Ignoring Jiang Yan's suddenly darkened face, Lu Mingfei felt that his thinking was getting better and continued: "He must be a very smart guy, so he has a purpose in doing these things."

"What he did required extra time, patience, skills and risks, which far exceeded the need to avoid detection. I think it was only possible for the murderer to gain some satisfaction for himself."

"Are you talking about... marking behavior?" Jiang Yan glanced at Lu Mingfei thoughtfully.

Judging from past experience and existing cases, serial killers will always perform a certain kind of special behavior to satisfy certain psychological or emotional needs in the process of committing consecutive crimes.

This behavior is often referred to as the offender's "marking behavior."

Identifying and analyzing marking behavior is extremely important in solving serial murder cases.

Firstly, this is the basis for joint case analysis, and secondly, it is also important information for exploring the murderer's motive.

Because it can always well reflect the potential personality, life type and experience of the murderer, and can find corresponding evidence in the interaction between the criminal, the victim and the scene.

There is no doubt that when the murderer committed the crime, whether he was skinned to make a kite or put on a plastic model, it did not seem to be a coincidence.

Jiang Yan originally understood it as a provocative act, but now it seems that what the kid in front of him said is possible.

"Your idea is pretty... good."

After thinking for a moment, although he did not choose to believe it directly, Jiang Yan still patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, stared at him as if examining him for a few seconds, and encouraged him: "Have you ever considered going to the police academy and becoming a criminal police officer? ?”

Although this kid looks listless, his physical fitness and skills are indeed pretty good, and he is not as stupid as he looks.

The most important thing is that he has a sense of justice and empathy deep down, which in Jiang Yan's opinion is the most important thing for a criminal police officer.

When he heard Jiang Yan's words, Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. After reacting, he shook his head like a rattle and said resolutely: "No, I didn't think about it that much."

Jiang Yan felt bored, retracted his hand angrily, and muttered: "You brat, you will regret it."

At this point, he suddenly paused and couldn't help but ask: "Do you have any other ideas?"

"……No."

Lu Mingfei raised his head, then lowered his head, sighed, and whispered: "Officer Jiang, I am just an ordinary student, and I just want to be an ordinary student. These things have annoyed me recently. I think I can help Can’t help you.”

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'm the one forcing things on others."

After that, he exhaled, shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's strange, I always have a feeling that you can help me, haha, it must be my illusion."

He patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, made a "let's go" gesture, and then walked towards the principal's office.

Lu Mingfei stood there for a moment, then packed up his things and followed.

Along the way, Jiang Yan didn't speak, and Lu Mingfei also remained silent, turning a blind eye to the curious, suspicious, and surprised eyes on the road, staring at his feet with a frown.

"I think..." Suddenly, Lu Mingfei spoke suddenly.

Jiang Yan stopped immediately, turned around, and stared at him with all his attention: "What?"

"He may... be a child, a high school student, more likely a girl." Lu Mingfei lowered his head and said to himself, "My childhood experience and family situation were not very good, and I didn't even have many friends... …”

Jiang Yan stared at Lu Mingfei. After a few seconds, seeing that he didn't continue, he couldn't help but ask, "Is that all?"

"That's all." Lu Mingfei answered simply, and added, "I think you don't need me to remind him of the timing of his crimes, right?"

——It was a late night shrouded in heavy fog, about a week apart.

Jiang Yan felt a little disappointed. There was only such an ambiguous guess. To be honest, it was not a valuable clue.

However, you can indeed try to conduct interviews and investigations in this direction.

"With this little information and photos of the scene, what else can we tell..." Lu Mingfei muttered something in a low voice, "I feel like this person... has some mental problems. As for what the problem is, I'm not sure."

Jiang Yan curled his lips. Even a fool could tell that the murderer was a pervert, otherwise he wouldn't have used such killing techniques.

"Abnormality and mental disorder are two different things!" Lu Mingfei said subconsciously, as if he had read through his mind, and then added eagerly, "This is just my personal guess, for reference only."

Then you can go to a nearby psychological diagnosis and treatment service institution for a visit and survey.

Jiang Yan thought for a moment, took out a business card and handed it to Lu Mingfei, smiling: "Okay, thank you... If you have any other ideas, you can contact me again."

"It's better not to contact him again." Lu Mingfei shook his head and said bluntly.

"Are you still angry?" Jiang Yan said nonchalantly, "I admit that I did something wrong by not notifying you in advance, but I thought you would be very happy to be praised by the whole school."

After that, he added: "I also took a risk. If the director finds out, he will scold me to death."

"Then thank you so much."

Lu Mingfei curled his lips, was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Don't try to convince me to become a policeman, I won't, and if we contact you again, it means someone else died, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Lu Mingfei left without looking back.

………………

It was obviously winter, but it suddenly rained in the city.

The rain melted into the lamp like cut silver threads, strung together with the bright lights of tall buildings, hanging in the night like beaded curtains.

Lu Mingfei walked to the door of the apartment holding an umbrella, and walked up the stairs only to find that the voice-activated light was broken again.

In the darkness, looking at the city at night through the window, through the gaps in the flaming buildings, one can see the bridge in the distance, like the moon, resting on the rippling water, and the lights turn into sharp-edged white stars in the water mirror. .

But when Lu Mingfei was absent-minded, he suddenly felt a furry thing jumping quickly from his feet. The swift figure made him jump startled, and a mouthful of water choked in his throat.

"Ahem! What the hell?!"

It seems that the psychological shadow left by those photos in the morning has not dissipated.

Lu Mingfei grabbed the bamboo sword behind him and looked intently in the direction of the black shadow, only to see a black and white border collie squatting there looking at him.

A pair of eyes glowed strangely under the moonlight.

Lu Mingfei recognized the naughty dog ​​that had been causing headaches for the neighbors recently. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt angry and funny.

So neurotic.

Thinking like this, he waved his fist, pretending to hit it, but he didn't expect that it was not afraid at all. He tilted his head and looked at Lu Mingfei, with a human look like he was looking at a fool.

"Hey! You guy..."

Lu Mingfei suddenly became furious and ran towards it.

But the door to room 101 on the first floor suddenly opened, and the dog quickly jumped in through the crack in the door.

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei hurriedly stopped and looked up but was stunned.

A thin figure stood at the door, his appearance unclear in the shadow of the backlight.

"Are you coming back so late?" As soon as the man spoke, Lu Mingfei recognized him.

"Xie Wan." Lu Mingfei was surprised and asked subconsciously, "You actually live in the same building as me?"

"I'm really sorry. I have such a low sense of existence that I only let you know today." Xie Wan said angrily and opened the door. For some reason, Lu Mingfei shuddered subconsciously.

The border collie was at her feet, squatting on the ground and looking at them.

The light in the room illuminated the stairs. Lu Mingfei also saw her dressed in pajamas. He subconsciously looked away, as if to hide something. He coughed twice and said, "Ahem, I'm sorry, I don't know." That’s your dog.”

"His name is Little Q. He's quite smart, isn't he?" Xie Wan smiled, looked down at the border collie, her eyes full of love, and said, "But this child is too naughty and has brought you a lot of trouble. I will come and apologize when I have time."

"Yes, I can only say that he is worthy of being a border collie." Lu Mingfei scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Does your family let you keep a dog?"

"Family members?" Xie Wan turned to look at Lu Mingfei, as if thinking about something, then smiled and said, "They don't mind..."

After that, she turned around and left without any warning. Seeing this, the border collie raised its tail and followed behind its owner.

Click.

The door slowly closed, and Lu Mingfei felt a little confused. He walked upstairs, then subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the closed door.

The look in Xie Wan's eyes when she looked at the dog just now seemed to contain, in addition to affection,... regret?

………………

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!!"

Across the door, there was the sound of uncontrollable coughing in the room, followed by the endless sound of vomiting.

Although his body was bent into an arch shape and his stomach was twitching violently, he only spit out a few mouthfuls of yellowish liquid. His eyes were covered with tears, but he could feel the snot dripping from his nose to his lips.

Xie Wan's left hand was holding the edge of the toilet, and her right hand frantically grabbed the paper roll next to it, tore off a large piece and wiped it around her mouth haphazardly.

Then he threw it into the toilet, pressed the switch, and looked at the cigarette butts and dirty paper with an expressionless face as they swirled and disappeared into the sewer.

"Cough!" She stood up reluctantly, suddenly feeling dizzy, and held on to the sink beside her. The bathroom mirror reflected her messy hair and pale face, with her hair soaked in cold sweat sticking to her forehead.

……family.

Looking at herself in the mirror, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

The person in the mirror seemed to be another stranger.

She's saying: You can't beat me.

Xie Wan staggered back to the living room, and finally slumped down on the sofa.

The doors and windows in the room were closed, and the thick curtains blocked the moonlight outside the window. Only a floor lamp in the corner shone dimly, and the air in the room was extremely cold.

Xie Wan sniffed subconsciously, and the rotten smell in the room made her face suddenly turn pale. She walked to the desk eagerly, opened the cabinet door below, and pulled out all the things, and finally found it. A bottle of air freshener.

Bah! Bah!

Keep spraying, keep spraying, until no more mist comes out. The strong lemon smell is a bit pungent, but it covers the rotten smell.

At the same time, a book clattered to the ground, and a large insert of human anatomy unfolded.

Xie Wan's body suddenly softened and slid to the ground. The cold tiles brought a biting chill to her whole body.

With trembling arms, she picked up the wooden box on the side and opened it, revealing the needleless syringe and the only two ampoules.

The crimson liquid was surging, glowing seductively in the shadows.