Chapter 7 Chapter Seven Pornographic

At noon, Zhao Jian turned on the TV, wanting to watch yesterday's program. The guest writer Han Tieshan spoke very reasonable, and his analysis of the murderer was very detailed, which attracted him very much.He has been thinking about the murderer these days, but he is far less unique than this writer. At 11:18, the show started, and the writer Han Tieshan was speaking on the screen: "This seemingly illogical serial murder case has no specific target range and different methods, but I personally think there must be something inside. The connection, as I said yesterday, may be similar to emotion, or interest, or like the murderer in the common movie who hates something and kills, or it may be like the murderer said, with the purpose of punishing evil. But no matter what kind of , are inseparable from the connection between the murderer and the deceased."

The screen turned to the host: "This morning, another murder happened. Let's take a look at the report first." There were pictures of the park on TV, some police officers were searching the ground, the forensic doctor was conducting an autopsy, and there were a large number of onlookers. "According to current knowledge, the deceased was a model, and the relevant circumstances are exactly the same as described in the murderer's blog post. The police only found the head and one hand of the deceased for the time being, and the rest of the body has not yet been found. May I ask Mr. Han, what do you think of the murderer?" What do you think about killing this woman?"

"The murderer has no scruples and proceeds according to his own plan, which shows that the murderer is very confident. Judging from the murderer's blog post, the deceased was kidnapped two days ago. The person who can easily kidnap the deceased must be someone related to the deceased. I It has always been believed that the murderer has a relationship with the deceased, as long as this relationship can be used to find the murderer. "This time, the murderer used three kinds of torture in the 18th hell to the deceased. The method was extremely cruel and bloodier than killing the previous few victims. Why is it so perverted? The murderer probably has hatred for the deceased, or has a relationship with the deceased. Strong feelings lead to this perverted behavior."

"Well, the methods have indeed become very cruel. Then, why did the murderer choose to kill men twice before, but this time he chose women? The killing methods used are more cruel than those used to kill men. Does it mean that the murderer hates women? Is it bigger than a man? From this, can we judge whether the murderer is a man or a woman?" Han Tieshan shook his head and said: "If a murderer with average IQ suddenly chooses to kill a woman, we will believe that the murderer is deliberately covering up his hatred for men, but this cannot determine that the murderer is a woman. Now this murderer is a high IQ Yes, the murderer in the first blog post was a woman. Although the body of the deceased was not found, the murderer showed hatred for both women and men. The depth of hatred does not depend on gender. It may come from the murderer’s view of the deceased. This view It determines how cruel the murderer's methods are."

"Then, is this view the murderer's judgment on the crime? Does the murderer think that the more serious the crime of the deceased, the more cruel the means of the deceased?" "I have always believed that the purpose of the murderer is definitely not just to punish the crime. There must be other reasons. These things add up to determine the murderer's method of killing. On the other hand, parody novels have created a limitation for the murderer, which can only be within a specific range. play." "Then what do you think of the murderer's criminal charges against the fourth deceased?"

"Whether the deceased was engaged in prostitution work has not yet been concluded. Of course, this kind of behavior is definitely criminal, but it is outside the law. It is not a formal prostitution behavior and it is difficult to define. The murderer used the trial of eighteen levels of hell to judge To define its crime, this is the Buddhist view of evil. We cannot say that this view of evil is wrong. On the contrary, I personally think it is relatively broad. However, this cruel punishment is to go to hell after death It is executed only when the person is alive, not when the person is alive. The punishment proposed by the murderer may indicate that the murderer cares about good and evil, and has a personal experience of the ugliness of society."

"Well, thank you Mr. Han for being a guest these two days. I hope that readers who like Mr. Han will attend his book signing this afternoon. Tomorrow, we will invite experts who have been engaged in detective work for many years to be our guests." Aren't you going to be a guest tomorrow to give an explanation?Zhao Jian felt that what the writer said was very reasonable, and maybe he might find the murderer if he further analyzed it, so it is better to ask him for help.Zhao Jian had such an idea, and asked the writer to help him analyze it, and the murderer might be caught. Just do it.Zhao Jian's thinking seemed a little irrational.

The signing session started at 3 o'clock. He went to the bookstore early to wait for the writer Han Tieshan, because the writer should arrive at the bookstore early to make final preparations for the signing event and check the bookstore's specific arrangements.Zhao Jian can find the writer in the office of the bookstore at this time, tell the writer about the situation, and ask him for help. With great hope, Zhao Jian found the writer Han Tieshan in the bookstore's office, and Han Tieshan was talking with the bookstore management staff.Seeing Zhao Jian knocking on the door and coming in, the staff next to him thought it was a reader and said casually: "Sign it? The signing will start in a while, don't worry."

Zhao Jian immediately explained: "I'm not here to sign, I'm looking for Mr. Han for something." Han Tieshan asked kindly: "What's the matter?" Zhao Jian looked at the people next to him, with vigilance in his eyes, and said awkwardly: "Mr. Han, can I talk to you alone, and I will delay your time for a few minutes." "Ok." Han Tieshan and Zhao Jian went to the lounge next door. Zhao Jian saw that Han Tieshan was so kind and didn't have the airs of a great writer, so he told the story of Mo Xiaoyi straight to the point, hoping that Han Tieshan could help him catch the murderer.

Unexpectedly, Writer Han's tone and face changed immediately, and he said sharply: "Play the piano randomly!" After finishing speaking, he went out. Zhao Jian chased after him persistently, and begged, "I've seen your analysis on TV, and I think it makes sense. As long as Mr. Han helps, the murderer will definitely be caught." Han Tieshan replied angrily: "I'm sorry, I'm just a writer, not a policeman. If you want to catch the murderer, you should go to the police. I analyzed it on TV just to promote the signing." "No, I think your analysis is correct."

"Okay, go find someone else, I really can't help you. I'm sorry, I'm going to sign a sale." Han Tieshan rejected Zhao Jian, and hurriedly went to the place arranged by the bookstore with the staff to sign the book. Many readers were already queuing up with books.Zhao Jian also wanted to talk to Han Tieshan, so he chased after him, looking for Han Tieshan. "What are you doing? Go behind the queue." Someone thought he wanted to jump in line. Mystery novels have been very popular recently, and with the limelight of this sensational serial murder case, more readers came to sign for sale. Zhao Jian had no choice but to line up from the back for about half an hour. When he arrived in front of Han Tieshan, he didn't have a book to sign in his hand, so he said directly: "Mr. Han, I really need your help." Han Tieshan saw that it was the young man just now, and the staff next to him tried to pull him aside.Zhao Jian insisted on refusing to walk away, the situation was very embarrassing, Han Tieshan had to let him wait and wait until the signing meeting was over. Zhao Jian was waiting on the side.By the way, I wandered around and flipped through the books, because there are still a lot of people queuing up to sign the book. About an hour later, when I went to look again, Han Tieshan had disappeared, and several people were closing the stall.Zhao Jian hurried over to ask, and the staff told him that the signing session was over.it's over?Where did he go?Zhao Jian hurriedly ran to the parking lot to look for it, turned around, and saw Han Tieshan driving the door to enter. "Mr. Han, wait." Han Tieshan stopped, looked back at Zhao Jian, and sighed helplessly. "Young man, theory is one thing, practice is another. I really can't help you." Zhao Jian insisted: "No, I have read your analysis, your analysis is very unique, I think it is very correct, I ask you to help me." "Oh! Let me tell you, analysis is different from solving a case. If you watch experts on military weapons on TV, they may not necessarily be able to fight. They are definitely not as good as those soldiers. The same is true for solving a case. I can analyze it, but , and definitely not as powerful as those policemen, you should go to the police!" "No! Please help me!" Han Tieshan wondered why this person was so stubborn, so he asked, "Why did you arrest the murderer? Are you the victim's family?" "No, for a girl." "What!" Han Tieshan was annoyed when he heard what Zhao Jian said, and turned around to get into the car.However, Zhao Jian held him tightly, and he reprimanded sharply: "This is a very childish behavior. You young people are always unrealistic. Forgive me for being powerless!" "Please." "I can not help you!" Suddenly, Zhao Jian knelt on the ground, sobbing and said: "You write books to educate and save people's hearts, can't you go and save such an innocent girl? And the children in her belly, they will live forever in that In the shadows, no one can help them except you!" Han Tieshan sighed, helped Zhao Jian up, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try my best to check." "thanks!" "Give me your phone number so I can get in touch." Zhao Jian wrote down his contact information on a piece of paper and handed it to Han Tieshan, hesitantly asked: "Can I ask you a question? Why do you think the murderer must have contact with the deceased?" "Have you ever read Agatha Christie's "The Strange Case of an Lone Island", also called? Eight people came to that island at the same time, they were strangers, plus the butler couple of the villa on the island, ten people had previously I don’t know each other, and they all died, but the end of the novel solves the mystery, they are connected with each other, the more clever the crime, the inner connection must be.” "That's up to you." Zhao Jian nodded and said. After watching Han Tieshan get on the car and leave, he ran to the bookstore to find Agatha Christie's "The Strange Case of an Island". Several bookstores didn't sell it. did not arrive. Zhao Jian had no choice but to search the Internet. After dinner, he carefully read the "Strange Case of an Isolated Island" he found on the Internet. If the author hadn't given the answer to the mystery behind the whole plot, there would be no flaws at all, and the murderer It is the judge, that is, the person who is the least likely to commit a crime in theory. Will the murderer of this serial murder case also be the person who is the least likely to kill? Who would it be? The fresh air from outside the window caressed Zhao Jian's skin coolly. He withdrew his thoughts and looked at the time. It was already nine o'clock. The dark night outside reminded him of Mo Xiaoyi. Lou went to see if Mo Xiaoyi was asleep, he was worried that she would run out again. When he opened the door and entered, Zhao Jian felt a little gloomy in his heart. The living room was groggy, and the light came from the bedroom. It seemed that the sound of a cat added to the gloomy atmosphere around him.Zhao Jian scanned his surroundings in the dark, there was no sign of Mo Xiaoyi on the sofa in the living room, and he immediately looked straight at the bedroom where the light was shining. "Xiaoyi! Why don't you turn on the light? Are you in the bedroom? What are you doing?" Zhao Jian walked over cautiously and entered the bedroom. His heart was tense and he was startled. Mo Xiaoyi was sitting on a chair with his back facing him, with long hair draped over, muttering to himself.The desktop computer on the desk next to her was turned on. Zhao Jian bought it for Mo Xiaoyi because she was afraid that she would be bored by herself. It would also help her mentally and avoid thinking about those terrible things. "What are you looking at?" Zhao Jian walked over to look at the computer screen, and it turned out to be the death blog that was just posted, feeling sad in his heart. Mo Xiaoyi sat there ignoring him, talking to herself, her condition seemed to be getting worse. "The first floor is the tongue-pulling hell. Anyone who harms others with words will have their tongues pulled out; the second floor is the scissors hell. Ten fingers will be cut off for all prostitutes who help others to have sex with others." Mo Xiaoyi Thinking about this. Zhao Jianzheng was puzzled, Mo Xiaoyi turned around to look at him, pointed at him and said, "You, you are the last person to die, the tenth dead, the tenth." Zhao Jian suddenly saw the cat in Mo Xiaoyi's arms. The cat's eyes were staring at him with a silver light, cold. He grabbed Mo Xiaoyi's hand and asked, "Where did the cat come from?" "Given by a man who said you were the last dead, the tenth dead." "Who? Is it a man or a woman?" "I can't see clearly, I wear glasses, and I speak weirdly." Zhao Jian thought that Mo Xiaoyi's mind was already blurred, but when she answered, she was still very clear, but very fragile and innocent, like the thoughts of a teenager, which was probably the reason why the psychological defense line was broken. "Why don't you turn on the light?" Zhao Jian went to the living room and turned on the light, checked to see if there was anything unusual around him, turned around and went back to the bedroom. "Save electricity! The economy is not good now, and the global financial crisis is happening. If you can save it, save it!" Zhao Jian was a little annoyed when he heard this, but she knew about it, but she didn't understand not to let strangers in. "Did that person give you anything else?" Mo Xiaoyi shook her head and said, "The man didn't come in, he just gave me the cat and told me that Zhao Jian was the last dead and the tenth dead." "Damn!" Zhao Jian carried the kitten from Mo Xiaoyi's arms. Mo Xiaoyi hurriedly asked, "Where are you going to take it?" Zhao Jian looked at Mo Xiaoyi and said, "Throw it outside." "No more." Mo Xiaoyi grabbed Zhao Jian's clothes and said, "Please, I like it, I want it." Looking at Mo Xiaoyi's expression, Zhao Jian said helplessly, "But, this may be the murderer's thing." Mo Xiaoyi stared at him blankly, without saying a word, Zhao Jian returned the kitten to her. He realized that he shouldn't have said that word—murderer, which made Mo Xiaoyi feel terrified. In the novels of Stephen King, a master who became a billionaire because of his writing, there has always been only plain language, without any complicated rendering, rendering will only make people dizzy, and the plainer the thing, the more it can stimulate the nerves.Including the great queen of mystery novels, Agatha Christie, the scariest thing is her conception—a devil-like layout in ordinary life. A fashionable young couple stood at the gate of the community. The boy was holding the girl's chin, and the girl was acting like a baby.When Shen Xuemei was going out, she ran into Xu Ying, who was wearing an off-white dress, smiling, with a pious expression, as if she felt guilty towards Shen Xuemei.Shen Xuemei took the initiative to say hello: "What a coincidence, where are you going?" Xu Ying seemed to have something to say, but she was too embarrassed to say so, and said a little shyly, "Actually, I came here on a special trip to find you. Is there anything I need to ask for your help?" Shen Xuemei looked at Xu Ying suspiciously and asked, "Oh, tell me, what's the matter? I can help, I try to help you." Xu Ying took out something from her handbag and said, "Actually, it's nothing. I'm going on a long trip. There is one thing I want to keep with you. I don't worry about putting it elsewhere." Shen Xuemei looked at the thing that was wrapped like a postal package. Since Xu Ying said so, she readily agreed without asking any further questions. The two chatted while walking. Seriously, if there wasn't that awkward relationship, they would be sisters who could get along very well. Shen Xuemei asked Xu Ying, "Where are you going?" Xu Ying seemed to feel very heavy, and said with a sad expression: "I don't know, maybe it's not very far away, but it may take a long time." "Is it with your husband?" husband?Xu Ying shook her head with a wry smile, hesitated and said, "I always wanted to go, but I didn't have the courage to go." Shen Xuemei didn't understand what Xu Ying said, and it seemed to be meaningful. She also sighed and said, "I also want to go to some places, such as Tibet and Venice. I envy you very much. You don't have any worries. You can go wherever you want. I have Daughter, can't leave." The two of them looked at each other and smiled, chatted patronizingly, walked very slowly, Shen Xuemei almost forgot that she was going to pick up her daughter, so the two of them got on the bus quickly.When we arrived at the station, it was past school time.Shen Xuemei looked towards the school gate from a distance, and there were only two figures, one of whom looked like her own daughter, and she felt much more at ease. She and Xu Ying walked over and saw a man standing next to her daughter. Shen Xuemei immediately said hello: "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'm late for something." The young teacher smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Wenwen is very good. He often scores more than 90 in the Chinese test." Shen Xuemei held her daughter's hand and quickly introduced Xu Ying beside her: "Her surname is Xu, my friend, this is my daughter's Chinese teacher." Teacher Jiang stared at Xu Ying and said with a smile, "What a coincidence." Xu Ying seemed very happy, and replied playfully: "No coincidence is a book!" Shen Xuemei on the side asked puzzledly: "Do you know each other?" Xu Ying explained: "Well, we are classmates in high school. We have seen each other often since he came back from the Northeast." Sun Wenwen took his mother's hand and said, "Mom, let's go, the cartoon is about to start, don't hinder them." The current child is really smart, Shen Xuemei smiled and said: "Then I'll go first, goodbye." "goodbye." The mother and daughter talked while walking, and Wenwen asked the question again: "Dad hasn't come back from a business trip yet? When will he come back? When will I buy my butt bear?" "Mom will buy it for you when she is free." Xu Ying watched Shen Xuemei's mother and daughter leave, with a trace of sadness in her eyes, she turned back to Jiang Yi and asked, "Why haven't you called me these days, don't you miss me?" "Yes, I want to call. However, there are some cultural activities in school recently, and I am too busy to disturb you." Xu Ying couldn't help smiling and said, "I've learned to be considerate." "Hehe, how do you know each other?" Xu Ying was taken aback, Jiang Yi pointed to the direction Shen Xuemei was leaving, Xu Ying nodded and replied: "I happen to know each other, I met a few times occasionally, I'm not very familiar, we met on the road, so we came here together." "Oh, then why do you come to the school when you have time? Do you have anything to do with me?" "Is there anything I can't come to you?" "Of course, you are my goddess!" Immediately, the air was filled with a strong smell of love, which spread out like the fragrance of flowers in the dimness.The two walked into the school, found a bench and sat down, as if enjoying this evening encounter. Xu Ying looked at Jiang Yi's face intently, sighed and said, "How many years have we not seen each other?" "You've asked this question several times. It's been about eight years. Have I changed a lot? Every time you look at me like this, I'm not a monster." "Well, it's quite big. It feels more mature and attractive." Xu Ying spoke seriously. Jiang Yi half-jokingly said: "No matter how attractive you are, it doesn't attract you?" Xu Ying was overjoyed. Looking at the children playing on the lawn in the distance, she suddenly remembered something and blurted out: "By the way, I haven't asked you why you became a teacher. Didn't you study psychology?" "Well, I used to think about doing a lot of things, but I didn't have any fun. In the end, I felt that the most meaningful thing in life is to teach others the wisdom. To say an exaggeration, inherit Chinese civilization." Xu Ying continued to laugh, thought for a while and said, "I remember when you were in high school, you were a very weird person, and you are still very weird now." "It's much better now, and there are fewer words. It's not like it used to be annoying when you talk. Didn't you say that you are very attractive?" "Actually, in the past, your words were too hurtful. How can you be so outspoken. By the way, I still keep the crystal ship you gave me. I found it a few days ago. Then Why did you give me a crystal boat for my birthday next time? It’s really weird.” Jiang Yi's eyes showed a kind of beautiful memory. The two of them would always talk about some past events in high school when they were together. He explained: "I actually lied to my mother that I would give it to my male classmate for his birthday. You know, I’m a kid from the countryside and I don’t have any pocket money, so I did that and I lied. But at that time, my mother happened to be going out shopping, so she went shopping with me, and if I bought things for girls, I would be banned. I saw it through. So I picked and bought a crystal boat. I originally thought that the crystal represented love, and a smooth sailing boat could cover it up. Now that I think about it, I was really stupid at that time, but it was also a helpless move. I didn’t expect you still remember?" "Of course I remember, how could I forget? Maybe there is a kind of fate, silly fate!" Hehe, the two smiled happily. "Do you remember what you said last time?" Jiang Yi looked at Xu Ying suspiciously, frowned and asked, "Which time? We have met several times." Since Jiang Yi came back to this city and met Xu Ying in the past six months, she has seen each other often, and also attended several gatherings among old classmates. "It's when the two of us are sitting here." "Oh, it was a month ago, what did I say? It seems like a lot." Xu Ying looked a little angry, Duduzui said: "Remind you, about marriage." Jiang Yi immediately understood: "Oh, I remember you asked me if I would pursue you now, I said no, because you have a husband, and you asked if you were not married, I said yes, it seems like that ?” "Yes, I have a good memory." "Aren't you really divorced?" Jiang Yi immediately asked excitedly. "No, it's not so easy to get a divorce. If you elope with me, would you like it?" "Yes, willing to do anything." Xu Ying smiled and said, "Really, pull the hook." "Hook." "Is that writer nice to you?" Jiang Yi asked softly after the two of them stared into the distance and fell silent for a while. Xu Ying looked back at him, but didn't answer, as if she had something on her mind, she slowly rested her head on Jiang Yi's shoulder, and the scenery seemed to freeze. "Thinking about the past now, I think it was really beautiful and silly. It would be great if I could go back, or the future will be as beautiful as the past." "You can be a philosopher now, beautiful philosopher." Xu Ying looked at the lawn in front of her and said, "Come on, those are fake. It's great to be quiet and happy. Do you like children? Teachers must like children, right?" "Well, they are very innocent. They are the only ones in this world who are the most innocent and need protection." "It seems that you are the patron saint of angels." Jiang Yi was happy. "I also like children very much. Children are much happier now than we were at that time. However, there are also poor ones, like Shen Xuemei's daughter Sun Wenwen. She still doesn't seem to know that her father is dead. When she finds out later, maybe It's really hard to imagine the reaction. Have you watched the news recently? What do you think of such a thing?" "I am more open-minded now. Maybe some people have to go through such ordeals. Everyone's life is different. All we can do is guide these children. The real thing still depends on them." Xu Ying looked at Jiang Yi and said fascinatedly, "You look like a Buddha! Hehe, what do you think of the murderer?" "Murderer? Maybe killing people is not what the murderer wants, and punishing crimes is not necessarily wrong. There may be some kind of hatred accumulation in the murderer's heart, and external things have caused psychological abnormalities, leading to murder. People are born with It is pure. No one is born a murderer, and no one is really willing to kill. This murderer is not everyone. Although I don’t believe in punishment for crimes, death, etc., I think the murderer must be It took some pain to do that." "Are you justifying the murderer! Weird, still as weird as before." Jiang Yi smiled, he was just discussing the matter, turned to Xu Ying and asked, "Then what do you think?" "It's almost the same as your opinion. However, I don't have a heart of compassion and forgive all living beings. Maybe the murderer is unwilling to kill, and those people should be killed, but the murderer should also be killed. Everyone is equally guilty." "You think this world is too dirty, justice still exists, kindness still exists, as long as we firmly believe in it." "Maybe, let's not talk about this, talk about something else?" "Then what have you been up to lately?" Xu Ying replied playfully: "I was learning to dive some time ago, plopping, jumping into the sea, it's fun." "Have you learned it?" "It's almost there. However, I don't want to learn these days, and I don't want to learn it anymore. Maybe it won't be used at all." Can't use it at all?Jiang Yi said in an encouraging tone: "It's good to learn one more technology, it's also a kind of entertainment." "You are a teacher in this tone, why don't you go learn with me!" Jiang Yi smiled habitually, the sky was getting dark unconsciously, Xu Ying got up and went back, leaving a long aftertaste conversation. The fourth deceased was Wu Meimei, a model from Feitian Model Company. This woman had a special identity. Not only was she a very qualified model, but she was also the lover of the company boss. People in the company secretly nicknamed the deceased Wu Meimei "" Bustard". In addition, according to the investigation, the third deceased in the case, Sun Lin's father, had a foster relationship with a model of Feitian Model Company, and the introducer was Han Dawei, the owner of Feitian Model Company. This Han Dawei was in a lover relationship with the fourth deceased, and he also knew the third deceased. He was suspected of being involved in this serial murder that shocked the whole city. Han Dawei's trouble now is not only being involved in the murder case, but at the same time that the murderer killed his lover Wu Meimei, he also broke the news about the scandal involving sex trafficking. With the influence of this case, the scandal became a sensation all at once. .The relevant departments also opened a case for investigation, which means that he was involved in two cases at once.In fact, gossip news broke the inside story of similar scandals before, but there is no evidence. Most people take it as entertainment and just watch it. There is not much evidence in the murderer's blog post this time. The horrible thing is, it is not known whether it is the media or a powerful enemy in the business field. Less than four hours after the murder, there are photos and several photos related to the deceased appearing on many forums. There is a video of eating with her, a sex video secretly shot in a hotel, and sex photos and videos of other models in the company. This is all adding oil and vinegar, making the scandal so loud that it almost overshadows the serial murder itself.It is conceivable that under the shadow of the murder, people look at these pornographic photos and candid videos with great interest. This is the pornographic door of the modeling industry. Han Dawei was taken by the criminal police to recognize Wu Meimei's head, the frozen head still had its eyes open, and its face was pale, Han Dawei glanced at it, felt fear and nausea, nodded and said: "It's her, it's her! " Then, with a fat belly, he entered the interrogation room.You can tell it's not a good thing just by looking at a person, and it looks like a bad guy in TV dramas. "Do you know these two people?" Liu Tianming handed him two photos of the deceased Sun Linfu and Yu Kuang. Han Dawei looked at the photos and said, "Oh, this is Mr. Sun who was killed a few days ago. I know him, but we don't have a close relationship. As for this?" , I have no impression, maybe I have seen it once or twice, and I don’t necessarily remember it.” "Did Sun Lin's father, the deceased, have a relationship with your company's model Qianqian? How is this Qianqian's relationship with the deceased Wu Meimei?" "Generally, beautiful women are always a little jealous of each other when they are together, but they will never hate to the point of murder. I can guarantee this." "Then look at these three photos again, do you know anyone?" "I know this. In the past, the name of our model company was Xu Ying. She resigned later. The other two women don't know each other." "Then when was the last time you saw the deceased Wu Meimei?" "Three days ago, I called her later, and the phone kept shutting down." After Han Dawei was questioned about the serial murders here, he was taken to another department to inquire about the pornographic photos and sex video scandals. The police suspected that he was engaged in prostitution and sex trafficking. The questioning continued until nine o'clock in the evening. When he came out of the police station, there were reporters waiting at the door, blocking his car to interview. "Does the murderer who killed the deceased Wu Meimei have any clues?" "Are you and Meimei Wu the couple you say?" There were journalists and entertainment reporters. "Everything is waiting for the police to investigate." Han Dawei forced a smile, rolled up the window of the car, and drove slowly out of the crowd of reporters. A cloud of sorrow appeared on his face immediately, and his eyes were tired. One is a series of murders that caused a sensation in the city, and the other is a pornographic scandal in the modeling industry. Han Dawei's head is like a paste, and he is staring blankly at the front illuminated by the headlights. Occasionally, there are vehicles and figures shaking, and he feels blurred and tired. When thinking about the murder case and that Wu Meimei's head in the cold storage, his body couldn't help trembling, and there was a kind of eerie feeling in his vision and hearing. "Fuck it." He patted the steering wheel, thinking of those pornographic photos and video recordings, what comes around, fuck it. The car turned a corner and was about to reach the villa complex where he lived. There were lawns on both sides of the road in the community. Han Dawei relaxed and looked even more listless. Suddenly, a woman in red clothes came out from the darkness and stood in the middle of the road. Due to the high speed of the car, Han Dawei braked suddenly. what!My mind went blank, my body shook a few times on the seat with the cushion, and I was completely stunned, what to do, I hit someone, it was really unlucky. After a while, he came back to his senses, should he run away directly, or get out of the car to save others?According to the situation when he braked just now, he probably didn't run over anyone and bumped into him. Maybe the person was just injured a little bit. You can just pay a little money, and there is no need to run away. So Han Dawei got out of the car to see how that person was doing. The night was a little shivering, and under the light of the car, it was a woman. The legs and pants were familiar first. Han Dawei felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. There was a lot of blood on the ground, and a fishy smell wafted over him. He walked closer and took a look. No!what!He saw a headless corpse, lying like a puppet. The corpse was split in half, and some liquid could be seen slowly flowing out. Could it be that he knocked his head away?Images of zombies popped up in my mind. "Dawei, come quickly, come to me!" Han Dawei heard Wu Meimei's voice. Yes, this corpse looks like Wu Meimei, he is very familiar with it, Wu Meimei is his old lover. There seemed to be someone behind him, Han Dawei turned around, there was no one, but it seemed to be in front, no, maybe it was a haunting spirit. The corpse on the ground smelled fishy, ​​so he retreated into the car in fright, took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and dialed 110. The criminal police team and the police from the local police station all rushed over. It was very strange, how could they bump into a headless corpse?Could this corpse move around!Zombies, horrible and ridiculous. Everyone was puzzled at first, unless someone put her here, how could she be placed here?Something without support. Finally, the forensic doctor came for an autopsy and proved that the car did not hit the body. That's even more strange. Since the car didn't hit the corpse, how could Han Dawei see someone in front of him? It should be that the headlights illuminated the corpse on the ground and braked in front of the corpse. He wouldn't have seen himself hit someone. If he didn't see the ground The corpse should have been run over, but the car didn't hit the corpse, but Han Dawei saw that he hit someone, it might be a hallucination caused by exhaustion.But even if the hallucinations are caused by exhaustion, why do hallucinations happen at this time? What's even more frightening is that this headless body belonged to the fourth deceased, Wu Meimei. The head and hands in the black plastic bag were found in the park to match the body exactly. Han Dawei said that he heard Wu Meimei calling him, which is true. There is a ghost, or is he lying. Han Dawei was still in shock and was taken back to the police station. He was frightened from the exhausted state just now. It seemed that his psychological defense line had been broken. He was not as cunning as he was during the daytime interrogation. People come out and hit. The atmosphere in the interrogation room seemed very boring, and everyone's eyes showed doubts. The criminal policeman sitting next to Liu Tianming asked, "Then does the person you see have a head?" Han Dawei thought for a while and said, "It seems there is. If there is no head, I must be scared first." "You said the person you saw had a head, but the person lying on the ground didn't have a head. You said you hit someone, but your car never touched the body." "Could it be—" Han Dawei's eyes showed fear, and he said intermittently, "Could it be a ghost? I clearly saw her suddenly standing in the middle of the road. The speed of the car would definitely, definitely hit her, unless it was a ghost." "Impossible, there are no ghosts in this world." If there is no ghost, could it be that Han Dawei deliberately threw the corpse on the road, making up a lie that he hit a headless corpse to confuse the police, but why didn't he get blood from the corpse on the front of the car?Is it in a hurry, too late?Also, his lie is a trick of a three-year-old kid. How could someone as shrewd as him make up such a thing? Liu Tianming observed Han Dawei's expression. It didn't look like he was telling lies. Could it be that he was covering it up very well, or maybe it was because he had a high level of concealment skills. People like this kind of people in the business world are more serious in acting than regular ones. Actors are still professional, and maybe the more absurd they are, the more they can fool the police. Subsequently, the forensic doctor conducted a further autopsy and found that Wu Meimei had been sexually assaulted and contained semen in her body.This seems to be a big discovery. The murderer kidnapped Wu Meimei and then killed her after sexually assaulting her. This clue seems to indicate that the murderer was a man.从死者尸体取样和韩大伟进行比对，并不是韩大伟的精液，而是另有其人。 凶手模仿的《孤岛奇案》的凶手是男法官。 的凶手是两个男人。 艳照门的罪魁祸首是男人。 尸体体内含有男性的精液。 难道凶手是男性？ 这让刘天明既兴奋，又疑惑，琢磨了一夜。天还没有亮的时候，他决定先去弄清楚凶手弃尸的事情，韩大伟是不是在说假话？ 反复勘察现场之后，发现通过这条路进去的只有前面的几栋别墅的住户，也就是说没有多少人会从这条路进去，特别是晚上，凶手有足够的时间弃尸。 如果韩大伟是编造谎言，他应该有足够的时间把现场弄得完美一些。如果不是韩大伟在说谎，那么，他是怎么看到有人突然走过来站在路中间的呢？肯定不是幻觉，难道真的有鬼魂。 刘天明坐在路边的草坪上正苦苦思索着，远处有一辆停在路边的车突然发动，车的灯光正好照到他的脸上，给了他一个启发。 他最近知道了不少推理作品的内容，日本最近比较有特色的一个推理小说，专门就是对光学原理的一个演绎。这小说还改编为电视连续剧，他看过，第二集讲到了一个小男孩看到了虚像，说成灵魂出窍，其实是一个类似海市蜃楼的虚像。主人公用实验证明了这一点，是一个光线在水面折射的原理。 难道凶手也是模仿了这个情节，把尸体扔在韩大伟进小区必经的路上，然后，在远处用投影之类的装备投摄出一个影子造成韩大伟的错觉，而影子投摄的位置正好在尸体前面，本来是要让韩大伟的车轧到尸体，让他误以为自己撞到人。可是，韩大伟刹车及时或者投摄的位置离尸体过远，所以韩大伟停住车的时候并没有轧到尸体。 刘天明立刻找来了投影仪替代，从那个位置试了一下，虽然投影的图像比较虚假，很容易辨别，但是也可以造成假相，说不定凶手真的用海市蜃楼的技术，再加上韩大伟心神不定没有看清楚呢？ 韩大伟说的就不一定是假话，有可能真的是凶手干的，如果是这样的话，凶手为什么要用这么高明的手段来制造这个假相呢？是为了让警方怀疑韩大伟是杀人凶手，嫁祸给韩大伟？ 如果凶手想嫁祸给韩大伟，又为什么会在尸体里留下精液呢？这精液显然会被检测出来不是韩大伟，要嫁祸却又留下不应该有的证据，那样嫁祸就没有意义了。难道死者吴眉眉尸体里的精液是凶手不小心留下的？凶手应该没有那么笨，难道是在和警方玩把戏，迷惑警方？ 那么，这个精液是否是凶手的呢？maybe.凶手能够狂妄到发表杀人博文，自然也会故意留下大胆的线索。不过，不管是不是凶手的，从精液上说明有一个男性和凶手有关，即便不是凶手，可能也是和凶手在一起的帮凶，否则怎么会性侵犯死者呢？ 那么，这个人到底是谁呢？