Mystery Hunter

The blood that glowed blue and purple disappeared in the field. Jiang He crouched down and looked at the field. He scratched the loess on the ground with his hands. Someone just turned over the land.

Everyone knew that they were here to find the body tonight, so they prepared shovels and other earth-shoveling tools early on. Yuan Jun ran back to drive and drove the car directly into the field. The woods in this field are not close together, and although the ground is bumpy, the SUV can drive directly in. Yuan Jun turned on the headlights of his car and shone on the recently overturned land.

The men took out the shovels they had prepared long ago from the trunk of the car, and dug up the field. Several people dug in this area for half an hour, but let alone human corpses, they didn't even see the corpse of an insect. Seeing that the pit is getting deeper and deeper, both of them can be buried in it, but the body is still missing, and everyone realizes that something is wrong.

"No need to dig!" Shao Lao waved his hand and said, "The body is not here."

Yuan Jun threw the shovel aside, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "It's so evil, so the blood is gone now?"

Xu Yiman nodded and said, "The traces of blood have indeed disappeared here."

Yuan Jun said, "Where did the corpse go? Could it be that the dead person stood up and left?"

While speaking, I only felt a cold wind blowing from the surrounding area, stirring Yuan Jun's head, which was covered in sweat, which really made Yuan Jun feel agitated: "Maybe there is no body buried here at all, or that person is not dead at all. ."

"Look at it!" Jiang He said to Xu Yiman, "Isn't the luminol photochemical reaction very sensitive, can it detect blood in the soil?"

"Turn off the lights!" Xu Yiman said.

Turning off the headlights, it was pitch black all around again, Xu Yiman shook the spray and sprayed it in the soil. For a moment, the faint light of Lan lit up, like the ghost fires in the cemetery, which looked very strange.

Xu Yiman said: "From the perspective of light, this is indeed blood, but it is not certain that it is human blood. The blood of any mammal may cause the reagent to emit light. But looking at this situation, the blood has continued to here. , I think eight to nine out of ten is human blood. But where did the corpse go? Could it be that Li Dabiao came back and dumped the corpse for the second time?"

"No!" Shao Lao looked at Lan Yingying's bright light and said, "In ordinary murder cases, the murderer feels that the place where the body is thrown once is easy to be found, and it is indeed possible to throw the body twice to avoid the body being discovered. It's just that such murderers often do not You will abscond in fear of crime, otherwise you will feel that there is no silver in this place, since Li Dabiao ran away three days ago, why should he hide his body again?"

"But the corpse just disappeared." Yuan Jun said with his arms on his hips.

Jiang He said, "There is a possibility that Li Dabiao was in a hurry to deliver the big spoon, so he buried it shallowly for the first time. After the delivery came back, Li Dabiao hid the body again and transported the body to another place. After emptying the car's guts, he was just able to hide the body in his car."

Hearing Jiang He's words, Shao Lao nodded and said, "This is very possible, and it can explain why Li Dabiao has not returned home for three days, and he must dispose of the body. If so, then Li Dabiao is very He may come back, he should not know that the matter has been exposed at the moment. Guan Deng, immediately send a text message to Captain Liu to let him pay attention to Li Dabiao's news. "

"Would you like to watch Xiao Fang and prevent her from tipping off Li Dabiao?" Yuan Jun asked.

"No." Shao Shao shook his head and said, "Judging from Xiao Fang's attitude towards Li Dabiao, she may be eager for something to happen to Li Da. It is best to live in prison and never come out."

After all, several people looked at this big pit.

Jiang He climbed up from the pit and said to the crowd, "No matter what, the matter of Li Dabiao cannot be relaxed. As far as the internal organs of the human body is concerned, it has nothing to do with Li Dabiao."

"Let's look for it." Shao Lao said softly: "Zhai Qiang once said that he also saw something hanging on a tree. In the police station, Zhai Qiang said that it was too dark that night, and he didn't know the specifics. In what direction. If I guess correctly, the thing hanging on the tree should be a tool for Zhu Liang's blood transfusion."

Xu Yiman said slowly: "I don't know whether the murderer has medical knowledge. If the blood does not match, I am afraid that blood transfusion will make Zhu Liang die faster. The forensic doctor in the bureau is testing this work to determine Zhu Liang. Whether there is blood in her body that is not her own, but it will take a long time."

Shao Lao nodded and said: "Well, take your time, if you can find out the source of the blood, maybe you can know who the murderer is. Now let's look to see if there are traces on the tree. According to Zhai Qiang According to the explanation, that tree is probably at the middle end of Qingchun Road, on a tree in the field on the north side."

"Turn on the lights first." Yuan Jun said, "This place is really dark."

Everyone nodded, it was pitch-dark here, and it was really infiltrative.

But at this time, everyone saw a fireball suddenly appear in the dark distance. It was a fireball the size of a palm, and it was floating about one meter four in the air at this moment. This fireball fluttered in the distance up and down, and it seemed to be a ghost fire looking for prey.

Everyone didn't speak, just stared at the fireball. Everyone was surprised to find that the fireball was getting closer and closer, as if it was floating towards this side.

At the same time, the ethereal voice also came over.

Shao Lao listened, this should be a kind of scripture, after listening carefully, Shao Lao said: "Great Compassion Mantra."

The Great Compassion Mantra is a Buddhist mantra, which can save the world and save people and drive away evil spirits. But in this environment, even if he heard scriptures, he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart. The sound is getting closer and closer, and the fireball is getting closer and closer, and I don't know what it is.

Jiang He suddenly said, "Old Wei head."

"Old Weitou?" Shao Lao looked at Jiang He and asked, "Can you see clearly in such darkness?"

Jiang He shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, I guessed it. There are no electric lights in Old Weitou's house, but there are briquettes. I think these lanterns should be made by Old Weitou himself. We found a lot of lanterns here. Yellow paper, it means that people often come here to throw yellow paper, and the closest one is Old Wei Tou, I think it should be Old Wei Tou who came to throw yellow paper."

Yingyingchaochuochao didn't know what was in the distance, until this person approached, and everyone saw that the fireball was none other than Old Wei Tou. At this moment, the old Wei head straightened his back, and he was holding a white lantern in his hand. The lantern contained a kerosene lamp, and the flame was jumping in the lantern. This was the small fireball.

And the Great Compassion Mantra was muttered and sung from the mouth of this old Wei head.

While singing the Great Compassion Mantra, Old Wei head stretched out his hand and grabbed a large amount of yellow paper from his chest and scattered it to the horizon. In the fields, some fell on the treetops.

"Why are you here?" Seeing everyone in the task force, Old Wei Tou stopped chanting and walked over.

It was dark all around, only the kerosene lamp of Old Weitou illuminated his face. Looking through the firelight, he saw Old Weitou's face was completely black, his two small eyes were squinted, and he could not see his pupils, shadows and shadows. Mottled and fluttering on his face made his face light and dark.

"We still want to ask you." Yuan Jun saw the old head of Wei, and couldn't help but say: "You don't look at the crematorium, what are you doing here."

Old Wei Tou took out a handful of paper money from his arms and said, "Me? I'm feeding the lonely ghost!"

"Feed the lonely ghost?" Jiang He said, looking at Old Wei Tou.

Old Weitou said coldly: "I don't know how many people died in the crematorium, and I don't know how many unclaimed corpses there are in the funeral home. These people are all lonely and wild ghosts that no one worships. If no one worships them, they will Find a substitute."

"Looking for a substitute?" Yuan Jun said, "It's a corpse hunter for a while, and a substitute for a while. Do you have a lot of stories?"

After Old Wei Tou threw the last handful of yellow paper in his arms, he lifted the lantern and shone on Yuan Jun's face: "If the wild ghosts can't eat the offerings, they will come to look for a substitute. Walking at night, they often meet Encountered. Have you heard of such a story? After someone came back from a walk around the night, he seemed to be a different person. He didn't say a word or do anything."

"What happened?" Yuan Jun shrugged.

Old Weitou snorted coldly and continued: "Because he is no longer him, he is possessed by a ghost. As long as he opens his mouth or does something, the family will find that he is not the original person. So he Say nothing, do nothing, wait for a long time, others get used to it, and he can continue to live in place of others."

"Those who do not die from serious illness, and those who have just been buried, may be possessed by ghosts and become another person to live!" Old Wei Tou said lightly: "I am here to save people, and I advise you to go back early, It's not clean here, but don't get caught up in anything dirty."

Saying that, a gust of autumn wind blew past.

Rao was covered by a paper lantern, but the flame of the kerosene lamp swayed, like a dancing spirit. Only then did Old Wei put down the lantern, looked left and right at the endless field, and said, "That's all I have to say, you can do it for yourself."

After saying that, Old Weitou read the scriptures again and left with a hunched back. Everyone watched the figure of Old Wei Tou gradually disappear, leaving only the fluttering fireball in the distance. Soon, the fireball also turned into a dot and melted in the darkness.

Listening to the words of Old Wei Tou, everyone imagined a picture in their minds:

The lonely ghost attached to the corpse that had just died, and the corpse slowly climbed up from the dirt pit, grinned, and slowly left the field.