Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

16:58.

The bathroom door of neighbor Roy's house.

"Doctor Du Wei, are you sure you want to see it?"

Tom looked at the indifferent eastern man, shrugged and asked again.

If it wasn't for the danger of this matter, if it wasn't for making this man aware of his situation, if it wasn't for him saying that he had studied forensic medicine, it would be impossible for him to agree to bring him to the scene.

Listening to Tom's words, Du Wei glanced at him calmly and said, "Why not?"

Tom shook his head and said, "The situation inside is very bloody. Even an experienced police officer like me feels sick and uncomfortable. You are an ordinary person. If you are scared and have problems, tsk...you understand."

Du Wei stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob of the bathroom, looked back at him, and said, "The corpses I dissected in school may be more than the criminals you have caught in your life, and when you are admonishing me, The corners of the mouth trembled involuntarily, and the eyes narrowed subconsciously, although the range was not large, it was obvious that you wanted me to go in."

When he said this, he looked at Tom flatly: "Do you have anything to add?"

The corner of Tom's mouth twitched: "No...no more."

You shouldn't be dealing with a psychiatrist.

These people are really more disgusting than the bloodiest corpse.

Click...

Push open the bathroom door.

The light inside was very dim, and there were large dark brown stains on the ground.

On the edge of the toilet, a twisted "thing" like a twist was lying quietly. If it weren't for the two arms that were pressing against the edge of the toilet, it would be difficult to see that it was a person.

Du Wei frowned. The air was filled with the smell of blood and some kind of vomit, which made people think of slaughterhouses.

When he was in college, he majored in forensic medicine, but he chose to give up because of some reasons. Otherwise, he would definitely be a very good forensic doctor now.

Snapped……

Press the light switch on the wall.

In an instant, the dazzling white light made the whole bathroom brighten up.

Du Wei glanced at the corpse's clothes that were supporting the edge of the toilet with both hands. A black dress wrapped the originally slender body, but it was twisted several times at this time, as if it was forcibly wrung out by some strange force.

On the other hand, her arms were purple-red in large areas, and many parts of the muscles in her forearms were in a protruding shape.

Looking further back, only a cross-sectional wound can be seen.

A large amount of blood on the ground flowed out from the toilet. Although it had solidified at this time, it is not difficult to imagine how hideous the scene of blood splashing was.

Obviously, it is more likely that the evil spirit did it.

Du Wei coldly withdrew his gaze from the corpse, looked at the layout in the bathroom, and then turned his head to look at Tom.

"Where's her head?"

"We searched the whole house and couldn't find it."

Du Wei remembered it in his heart and nodded: "Have any of your people ever entered this room?"

Tom's face was a bit ugly, and he said rather uncomfortably: "No, this kind of case is a bit special. We don't plan to go in before the experts come, so as not to damage the scene."

Du Wei nodded: "Judging from the coagulation time of the blood on the ground, it should have been more than an hour, but I can't determine the exact time of her death before touching the corpse."

Tom said he knew, and then closed the bathroom door in disgust.

Roy's death was too horrifying and bloody, even for experienced policemen, it would inevitably cause psychological discomfort.

"We can't touch the body until the forensic doctor comes. They will take care of the rest."

Tom took a deep breath,

Then he said slowly to Du Wei: "Also, you and Roy have been neighbors for a long time, do you know much about her?"

Du Wei's face was calm, and a series of previous discoveries flashed through his mind.

For example, she carried a heavy suitcase when she left, and when she met again the next day, she claimed that because of the rainy weather, she returned home after twelve o'clock at night and did not continue to travel.

But in fact, there was no rain at all last night, and the exact rain time was at 6:16 in the morning.

Du Wei was very sure about the time, because he almost didn't sleep all night.

When I saw Roy again after 7 o'clock in the morning, her umbrella was wet. If she really came home at twelve o'clock, the umbrella must be dry.

Of course, this doesn't explain anything. He looked at Tom and said lightly, "Not many. In my memory, Roy is a very lonely person. Although we are neighbors, we don't know each other well."

"Well, that's what other people said, but we found out that Roy has a boyfriend, have you met him?"

Tom frowned and led Du Wei out of the bathroom.

While walking, Du Wei shook his head: "I haven't seen him before, what's his name?"

Tom replied: "I don't know, this person's information only existed in Roy's diary, and the titles are all pronouns, there is no specific name."

As he said that, Tom asked again: "Also, you and Roy met in the morning. What did you talk about?"

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "It's just a greeting between neighbors in the early morning. She told me to go to the supermarket and asked me if I wanted to buy something. She can bring it back for me."

"so what?"

"I want a pack of cigarettes, Black Forest for $5 a pack."

"Well, my friend... I think you should be thankful."

When Tom heard the name of the cigarette, his face suddenly became strange.

Du Wei raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"I think you'll know it after you've read it, based on your IQ." Tom sneered, took Du Wei to a utility room, and opened the door.

The house was empty, and there was an open black plastic bag on the ground.

There is not even a decoration in the whole house, the walls are bare, and the ceiling has been removed, exposing the brown concrete roof.

The ground, walls, and even the roof are all covered with symbols in red paint.

They are intertwined together, like some kind of jigsaw puzzle, but they seem to have certain rules, similar to some magic circles taught by Turin.

Du Wei stared at those symbols for a while, then suddenly sniffled: "There are blood components."

Tom looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

Du Wei's face was a bit strange, but he said calmly: "I'm very sensitive to the smell of blood, and I can tell it no matter how long it takes."

Tom clicked his tongue in amazement: "Well, I now believe that you may really study forensic medicine in college."

Then, he put on his gloves and walked to the plastic bag, separated it, took out a pack of cigarettes from it, and shook it at Du Wei.

"This is..." Du Wei didn't look at him, but stared at the opened black plastic bag.

In the black plastic bag, there were two sharp knives, deodorant, disinfectant, detergent, air freshener, and a set of black dresses that had not been unpacked. bottle.

"Ether..."

Du Wei's eyes were a little cold. He was originally a very smart person, so he was naturally wary of Roy's abnormality.

Asking her to help buy cigarettes this time is actually a tentative idea.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this woman wanted to do something to him.

"Did you see that, if this woman hadn't died when you came back, I guess I should have pulled the isolation zone at your house right now."

Tom whistled thinking it was humorous, and threw the cigarette to Du Wei.

Du Wei put the cigarettes in his pocket and touched the pistol next to his body. His face was expressionless and full of indifference.