"From this photo, man-made disasters are more likely. If you find the disappeared broken limb, the case can basically be solved, right?"

Zhang Xiaoluo pushed the photo in front of Li Bin and said lightly.

This murder case did not seem to have reached the level of alarming the case investigation office. Although Zhang Xiaoluo has not yet gone to the scene, judging from this photo, it is unlikely that the ghost will kill people.

Li Bin could not hear the sarcasm in Zhang Xiaoluo's words. He thought to himself that if there was no special situation, you thought we would be willing to alarm your case office.

"Officer Zhang, the broken limb you mentioned... We have found that... the forensic doctor found his legs, arms, and complete palms and feet in Dakui's belly... Judging from the wound on his broken limbs, it seems that he had chewed his limbs and chewed them one by one. Of course, the palms and soles of the feet are still intact, Ding Dakui is wearing size 43 shoes!"

If you eat your limbs and swallow your hands and feet, can your case be said to be an ordinary murder case?

Li Bin looked at Zhang Xiaoluo's slightly frowning brows and couldn't help but feel secretly happy to win a game. But he knew that what he should be said clearly should not be concealed.

"This Yu Dakui is from T City, but his wife and children live in his hometown in the countryside, so he basically lives alone. In addition to swallowing his limbs, he was also inserted directly from his mouth by a steel bar and penetrated it out of his anus. Apart from the puncture wounds of the mouth and anus, there were no other wounds on his body. The expression on his face also looked like he was extremely enjoyable, and there were photos taken at that time in the file..."

Li Bin thought of Yu Dakui who was penetrated like a roasted pig, and couldn't help but wipe the sweat beads on his forehead again.

Zhang Xiaoluo stared at Yu Daqin's strange face in the photo, which seemed to be enjoying great pleasure for a while, then stood up and walked to the window.

"I just remember that there are dozens of Chinese medicine formulas that can make people show an extremely comfortable and comfortable expression before dying, and there are countless Western medicines! Similarly, when an anode yin is born, a severe feeling of pleasure may be produced when a person feels pain to a certain extent, especially under the invasion of the sense of dying and suffocation."

Zhang Xiaoluo muttered to himself, as if explaining to Li Bin, and as if he was talking to himself.

"It's not difficult to strap people on steel bars without leaving any extra wounds..."

"It is worth pondering how Ding Dakui swallowed his limbs in severe pain and heavy blood loss?"

Although there were some things that could not be understood and the entire murder seemed to be incomprehensible, he still felt that this was not done by the ghost.

Ghosts kill people very directly, and they will never be so troublesome! Faced with the double pursuit of Onmyoji and the ghosts in the underworld, ghosts do not have enough time to carefully plan the details of the crime.

It is a bit of a mental immature expression to strip the victim's clothes, force him to swallow his limbs, and show an extremely useful look.

"What's going on with the female writer you mentioned at the beginning? What's the involvement with this murder?"

Zhang Xiaoluo thought of the female writer named Qianmi that Li Bin mentioned at the beginning.

"No! Officer Zhang, listen to me, this murder case is... the way of death of a character in a novel that Wang Piaopiao just finished writing..."

"Wang Piaopiao is a well-known contributor of several physical publications. She writes a short and medium-sized novel almost every week. The novel she just completed is surprisingly consistent with Ding Dakui's murder in both time and details! Officer Zhang, you know, we never reveal the details of this murder!"

"What you mean is that someone killed Ding Dakui according to the crime method in Wang Piaopiao's novels?"

Zhang Xiaoluo was still a little confused about what Li Bin wanted to express.

"No...Police Zhang..."

Li Bin touched his nose and considered how to explain clearly to this special envoy who repeatedly interrupted him.

"According to the time of Ding Dakui's death provided by the forensic doctor, it happened to be the same as the time when Wang Piaopiao submitted the manuscript! Therefore, Wang Piaopiao has something to do with this murder case, but to say that she is the murderer, it's a bit..."

Zhang Xiaoluo also felt that Li Bin’s words were reasonable, not to mention anything else. Just the butcher’s big and thick figure was not something that Wang Piaopiao could deal with, let alone let him eat his soles obediently.

Zhang Xiaoluo closed the case and handed it back to Li Bin, gently stroked the piano case beside him.

"Then Wang Piaopiao is the most suspicious. Just bring her back for interrogation!"

"We have done this after the murder! And we have monitored her. Wang Piaopiao usually doesn't leave her home except writing novels at home, and no one has ever been to her house. Moreover, she has been living alone since her divorce a few years ago and rarely interacts with people. But without evidence, we can only let her go home in the end! Wang Piaopiao is quite cooperative and agrees that we can send someone to stay at her house, as long as she cannot disturb her normal writing."

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and began to ponder.

"Officer Zhang..."

Li Bin hesitated for a while, and even spoke up to interrupt Zhang Xiaoluo who was thinking with his head down.

"Officer Zhang, we have to hurry up. Wang Piaopiao... Wang Piaopiao's next novel should be finished tonight..."

"Damn! She's still writing..."

Zhang Xiaoluo rejected Li Bin's suggestion to check Ding Dakui's body. He was the special envoy of the high-ranking Case Investigation Office, not the forensic doctor of the criminal police team.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaoluo felt an inexplicable strong repulsion from the deepest part of his heart. He would rather face the evil ghost with a ferocious face than take a look at the corpse. This is also the reason why he took Wei Xun to the corpse room of the doctor's corpse room in J City to touch the corpse.

The dignified Xuanmen Yin and Yang Tianshi actually fainted.

"Let's go to Wang Piaopiao's house!"

Zhang Xiaoluo and Li Bin gave an order, stood up and walked out the door.

After all, this is the first case he has taken on. If a second murder occurs under his nose, Zhang Xiaoluo's face will be lost.

Although the traffic peak was approaching at noon, Li Bin drove the police car with the sirens all the way and arrived outside the villa where Wang Piaopiao lived in less than half an hour. This made Zhang Xiaoluo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, think involuntarily that he would find a way to drive to and from get off work in the future.

There is Dongyue Mountain, a nationwide famous Dongyue Mountain in the city. Wang Piaopiao's small villa is in the villa group at the foot of Dongyue Mountain. A young policeman in police uniform is waiting at the door of the villa. Seeing Li Bin and Zhang Xiaoluo get out of the car, he hurriedly reached out and opened the iron fence gate of the villa.

The villa covers an area of ​​about 200 square meters, with a total of three floors, and a small garden with all kinds of flowers planted in it. But perhaps because it is almost late autumn, most of the flowers are withering.

"It seems that writing novels is quite profitable!"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the small villa in front of him, remembered his cramped residence in Qingshi Lane, smiled bitterly on his face, and walked in.

The villa was decorated very luxuriously. Wang Piaopiao's study was on the third floor. Zhang Xiaoluo and the others went straight to the third floor and saw Wang Piaopiao sitting on the sofa in the study.

Wang Piaopiao is about 30 years old, with an average appearance, and her face has the burnt yellow color that people had seen before sitting in the computer for a long time. She was lowering her head and drinking red dates and chrysanthemum porridge, and a faint fragrance of porridge filled the small study.

Li Bin called the female policewoman behind Wang Piaopiao out of the door, nodded to Zhang Xiaoluo, exited the study room and closed the door.

"The magazine was urging the manuscript very quickly. If I could not submit the manuscript today, I would suffer a lot of losses. So, sorry, police officer, I can't talk to you for too long..."

Zhang Xiaoluo nodded and sat down opposite Wang Piaopiao.

"Ms. Wang is a leader in the industry. Of course time is very precious. This villa is worth a lot of money, right?"

Wang Piaopiao seemed to know what Zhang Xiaoluo wanted to ask, and a hint of self-deprecating expression appeared on her face.

"This house belongs to my ex-husband. After we agreed to divorce a few years ago, he left the house to me."

Wang Piaopiao said, and stood up and sat in front of the computer again.

"Ms. Wang, how old is your child? When I came up, I saw a lot of toys on the first floor."

Wang Piaopiao shook his body slightly when he heard this, and his face showed a sad look. The hand that reached for the computer mouse slowly retracted it.

"I don't have children. I had an accidental miscarriage a few years ago. Since then, I have never been pregnant again. My ex-husband... was also because of this divorce. Those toys were also bought for the children at that time, but..."

Zhang Xiaoluo looked embarrassed. He stood up, took out the paper from the table, and handed it to Wang Piaopiao, who was choked. Then he picked up a golden doll ornament on the table with two small hands, stretched out his hands and looked at it for a while, and placed it in place again.

"Ms. Wang, can you tell me where the final plot of the novel you are currently writing?"

"Internet cafe, an online anchor!"

Zhang Xiaoluo came out of Wang Piaopiao's study, walked around the third floor of the villa, and then went down to the second floor.

Li Bin was waiting at the stairs on the second floor. When he saw Zhang Xiaoluo go downstairs, he signaled the female policewoman behind him to go upstairs and then faced Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Officer Li, go check the Internet cafes in City T, and then check the Internet anchors who are used to live broadcasting in Internet cafes. I'll take a walk here again."

While Zhang Xiaoluo ordered Li Bin, he walked to a room on the second floor.

"Well, I'm going now. Almost every household has computers, and there are not many Internet cafes, so it's not difficult to check!"

Li Bin agreed, then turned around and walked downstairs.

There are seven or eight rooms on the second floor of Wang Piaopiao Villa. The doors of each room are open, and there are almost different toys placed in messy rooms.

In the living room on the second floor, a wooden table is placed against the wall. There is a fragrance niche on the wooden table, and in front of the fragrance niche is placed biscuits, yogurt, and some candies. There are no spiritual cards or gods on the wall.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the biscuits on the table and the yogurt that seemed to have been opened and smiled bitterly for a while. Maybe these so-called writers were thinking differently from others, so they could not worship these things to the gods.

He went down to the first floor and wandered around for a while, and even walked around the garden in the villa, without finding any ghostly aura.
Chapter completed!