Chapter 10 Section 1

At four o'clock in the morning, Ginza. Hibiya Station is less than three kilometers away from Takarazuka. In the underground parking lot of a 25-story complex high-end residence, the strong smell of blood almost condenses and drips. The entire parking lot is like a yellow spider web, with warning wires tangled everywhere. In the unpleasant atmosphere, there was almost no sound.Except for the sound of shambling footsteps. The yellow plastic cloth strip was lying in front of Miyazawa, he cursed in his heart, gently lifted the cloth strip with his left hand, ducked through and came to more than a dozen police officers.

"I'm sorry to trouble you so early." A police officer squatting on the ground raised his head and looked at Miyazawa with a tired face. Having said that, the police officer squatting on the ground was expressionless, and everyone here was exhausted. "Where?" Miyazawa squatted down, held his breath, with a serious expression. The driver's door of a white Honda Accord was opened, and a chubby woman about 30 years old was lying on a beige leather chair, her eyes were dull looking ahead, her hands were hanging by her sides, and her seat belt was still fastened on her body.

But there was a hole in the young woman's stomach. A big hole, like a blood hole. "The incision was very uneven, and the entire abdominal cavity was severely torn. The murder weapon could not be a sharp knife. It should be judged that the murderer committed the crime with bare hands, similar to the previous cases." The young forensic doctor said. Miyazawa nodded, he could also see this. "In ancient times, I would have made a direct judgment: it was made by a two-meter-long, two-hundred-kilogram tiger." The young forensic doctor said humorously, trying to ease the gloomy atmosphere at the scene.

Miyazawa smiled back, carefully observed the condition of the pregnant woman's stomach gap and the car, and then took two steps back, imagining several possible scenes of the whole process. The young woman sitting in the driver's seat is almost the same as the murder case that happened near Ueno Toshogu Shrine last week. The fetus in the pregnant young woman's belly was grabbed by unspeakable strange force, but the murdered pregnant woman hardly resisted. Couldn't even take off the seat belt. "It's the same suspect. The shoe prints on the fetus this time are the same as those left at the previous seven crime scenes. They are all L-brand thick-soled rubber shoes of size 45, and the shoe prints on the floor of the scene are no more than ten. Well, it's..." Miyazawa looked at the shoe prints on the parking lot that were clearly marked with a highlighter, raised his head, and the ceiling and exposed ventilation pipes also reflected the luster of the highlighter.

Amazing athleticism, beyond any kind of natural creature's unique sense of balance. The murderer almost jumped in and out of the parking lot in a three-dimensional space. The ceiling, pillars, and roof of the car were all points of force for his passing. "The shoe prints are of different shades, so it is impossible to judge his weight or speed, but according to the stride distance, the murderer's jumping speed is about seven to eight seconds from 100 meters." The experienced police officer lit a cigarette. , Looking at the real-time appraisal report on the scene, he didn't seem very surprised.

In fact, this report is not needed at all, because the murderer's method is exactly the same. Incredible athleticism.pregnant woman.cruel method.Strange power. I don't know why. Eight times are not much different. The key point is that they are all deformed children with defects. "It's really weird. Similar cases happened in Manchester, England 8 years ago, in Rio, Brazil 11 years ago, and in Mexico 24 years ago, but the murderer took the fetus out and left the scene, or collected the baby's body for Because of cult rituals, or because of love and hatred for pregnant women, the fetus will definitely be taken away. In 1987 and 2004, there were cases of mad women who lied about their pregnancy, targeted pregnant women, murdered them, and took them by caesarean section. It’s an old story that babies were raised for themselves. But this one we met seems to be aimed at killing the fetus.” Miyazawa said that the real motive is still hidden in the bloody bottom, and it’s not that the murderer wanted to kill the deformed fetus. So straight and simple.

Miyazawa is a criminal expert specializing in serial killers. Over the past few years, he has repeatedly solved several murder cases involving psychopaths, so he has no choice but to become a criminal psychologist. Several TV stations even invited Miyazawa to participate in the discussion of murder cases. The recording of gossip shows. Since it was only four o'clock in the morning, the scene was filled with a low, contagious trance, and several police officers looked at Miyazawa wearily, but Miyazawa seemed to be full of energy because he had started to devote himself to the case. "Did the monitor capture anything?" Gong Ze looked at Long Chuan who was in charge of collecting evidence at the scene.

"Sir, there are only four cameras at the entrance and exit of the parking lot, so the process of committing the crime was not captured, but there is a blurry picture of the murderer quickly jumping out of the parking lot." Long Chuan said, holding the kraft paper with the surveillance video tape in his hand bag. "Very good, go find Miyashita later and ask him to analyze how agile the murderer's movements are, and then see if he can find out his appearance in a fixed frame." Miyazawa was a little happy. After all, among the six cases that happened in Tokyo, only two had surveillance video tapes, but because the video last time happened in the middle of the night, it was impossible to see the outline of the murderer clearly. We can only confirm that the murderer was a broad-boned man with a height between 185 and 190. Men between centimeters.

The old police officer smoked a cigarette and said indifferently: "What's the use of doing these analyzes? This murderer is not in our jurisdiction at all. After 'those people' come to take over, we can all go home and sleep." Miyazawa was dissatisfied, and said bluntly: "Can vampires commit crimes in broad daylight in the forest? No vampire can kill in the July sun in Hokkaido. Besides, if it is a vampire, why would it kill an unborn deformed child for no reason?" ? Don't 'those people' like to raise people secretly, why make such a mess?" All the police officers at the scene looked at each other, and the old police officer frowned: "Pay attention to your words."

Miyazawa stopped talking.From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on these old guys who were corrupted from the inside out. After all, this city is not what it seems on the surface at all, but those who know this fact are not more sober, but more depraved. After a brief silence at the scene, the old police officer spoke first: "Longchuan, have you finished taking pictures?" Longchuan nodded. "Call and ask 'those people' if they want to send someone here, otherwise we will have to destroy the scene before the reporter knows about it." The old police officer looked at Miyazawa deliberately and said, "This is how the world works." "rules" look.

Miyazawa sneered, as if smelling a rancid smell. Miyazawa, who stayed up all night, simply picked up the on-site registration form and wrote a few strokes, then walked to his beetle car without looking back, and left this disgusting place.