Chapter 174 The Proudest Work of Art 4

Judging from these murders, not only did the murderer become more and more proficient in his techniques, but his psychological changes are getting bigger and bigger.

Yan Xiuwen looked at the clay statue in front of him and remembered the seven previous cases.

On the first day of the first lunar month, a female body covered with painted bodies was found in the suburbs, tied to a cross.

On the second day of the first lunar month, a corpse suspected to be carved with different patterns near a remote train station was found.

On the third day of the first lunar month, in a remote and dilapidated community, a corpse was found soaked in a deserted and dilapidated community, and after it dried up, it carved out a portrait-like body.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, in an abandoned factory, a corpse covered with broken glass of different sizes was found. When thousands of pieces were taken down, the blood holes on their bodies were densely packed.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, in the sparsely populated square green forest, a corpse with a knife cut a total of 444 knives. The hole was covered with honey and was bitten by densely packed insects such as ants.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, deep in the alley, a body with flesh and flesh separated and wrapped in a bandage into a mummy-shaped corpse.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, a corpse with dried flesh was found at the gate of the vegetable market, and the body filled with aluminum instead of flesh was found.

And today is the eighth start.

"Xie Jingchen, our family is nearby, and my uncle is here too. I won't bother you. You can go back early to rest."

Yan Qing felt a little uneasy in the bell in her bag.

Yan Shu in the back row asked Xiao Zhang curiously, "Officer Xiao Zhang, how did those seven people die before?"

Originally, the police had been racing against time for a while, for fear that the next victim would appear, Yuncheng was on guard because of this, but unexpectedly, the murderer was silent for half a month and committed the crime again.

Yan Qing, who heard Yan Shu's words, looked up and looked at Yan Xiuwen.

Because the murder methods of these cases are extremely cruel and time is approaching, the police found that their bodies were similar in one or two surveillance cameras that could capture the suspect. They were highly suspected to be serial murder cases. Therefore, several cases were combined.

investigation.

Yan Xiuwen pursed his thin lips slightly, and his eyes fell in the direction where Yan Qing looked past just now. He captured the remaining breath, which was filled with malice and covetition.

But Yan Qing knew in his heart that it was not an illusion. There was indeed someone hiding in the dark and peeping at everything that had just happened. In the end, the man didn't know what he discovered and began to stare at him.

Through the rearview mirror, he looked at the two sisters sitting in the back row. One of them looked even more courageous than the other.

When Yan Shu spoke, his eyes bent slightly inertia, and it looked like he was smiling at someone.

"It's getting late, get in the car and go home." Yan Xiuwen's voice sounded.

This murderer is an irregular bomb placed in Yuncheng.

When she returned to Yuncheng, she only knew that seven people had died, but she didn't know that the death was so terrifying.

What she felt from the deceased and the peeping gaze just now inexplicably reminded her of the dead who was suppressed under the rose two years ago, and the mother and son who were burned to death by fire during the haunted house were trapped in that house.

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Who is tampering with his fate behind his back, and isn’t he afraid of being backfired and punished by God?

Yan Qing wanted to look at it carefully, but the body was transported away by the police.

Yan Shu couldn't help but give Hermione a thumbs up in her heart. Not to mention anything else, Hermione's vision is really good, and she can be so thoughtful and enthusiastic to her unfamiliar classmates.

Yan Qing also looked at Xiao Zhang in the front row. She had no curiosity at first, but because she discovered that the deceased's fate had been tampered with, she immediately cared about it.

Xie Jingchen's lips bent slightly, "Okay, then when you go home, send me a message on WeChat."

Yan Xiuwen looked at Yan Qing who had just tied his seat belt in the car through Yan Shu, and said slowly, "Don't go back."

Yan Qing stared at the clay statue for a long time, frowned, the deceased's fate had been tampered with, and with her original fate, she could live to at least sixty years old.

Yan Shu lay down at the car window and looked at Yan Xiuwen. Seeing that he was not going to get in, he asked, "Uncle, aren't you going home?"

Yan Xiuwen's eyes were briefly stopped on Xie Jingchen, and he sent Yan Qing and Yan Shu into the car, and asked Xiao Zhang to take him back.

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On the way, Xiao Zhang couldn't help but nag for Yan Xiuwen, "The cloud city has been in chaos recently, especially at night, you guys, don't hold on to the idea that you won't encounter danger. It's too unsafe. Look at it tonight, don't let it go.

Have you met?"

The ordinary little girl was scared to death when she looked at the ordinary corpse. These two people were still leaning forward just now, afraid that they would not look at the corpse carefully.

At this time, Xiao Zhang was already driving.

His voice was deep, "When you go back, you can drink some warm stomach."

Yan Shu looked back in confusion and found that Yan Xiuwen was looking at Yan Qing. He immediately curled his lips, "Uncle, you are too biased. You are the biggest red envelope for your sister, and you only talk to your sister."

This time, the victim was suffocated to death. The murderer placed the body under surveillance. This was not only a perverted mentality that satisfies his sense of accomplishment, but also a suspicion of provoking the police.

She suddenly felt as if there was a sight staring at her, but when she turned around and looked to the other side of the road, there was no one.

But how many of the two girls behind him have seen in their late twenties?

"It's all classmates, don't be so polite."

"It's a good thing that I just encountered the corpse and didn't meet the murderer, otherwise I don't know what would happen."

He said to Yan Qing, but it was Yan Shu who responded to him.

When he first came out, he saw this corpse that was tortured and killed for several days and felt disgusted as he saw it. It was only after seeing it for so many years that it got better.

It seems like the feeling just now is just an illusion.

Psychological experts believe that the murderer should be engaged in some kind of artistic work, and these corpses are his "work of art", exposing them to the perspective of the masses for their appreciation, and satisfying their sense of accomplishment in the panic of the masses.

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Yan Shu looked at Yan Xiuwen and looked at Xie Jingchen again. It was obviously inappropriate to take Xie Jingchen's car at this time. When she walked over, Xie Jingchen and others had just finished recording their confessions.

Xie Jingchen's lips, who watched the car leave, raised slightly. Today is the closest one to her in so many years.

Yan Shu: "Okay, thank you."

Xie Jingchen is gentle and polite, and his behavior makes people feel very comfortable.

She had a premonition that this was not simple, and the people behind this had even more big problems.

Xiao Zhang thought about it and thought that the matter was spreading so much that there were even a lot of photos online, and it was not a secret anymore, so he started chatting with the two of them.

"Some people died of excessive blood loss by choking, and some people were choked by wax and suffocating to death. They all have everything, and the death is terrifying. This is the first time I have encountered such a major case."

Killing seven consecutive times... No, there are eight people now.
Chapter completed!