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"I actually found it?!"

Wu Meng's eyes widened. He was reluctant to help me at first. He felt that my speculation was not supported by evidence and was just a guess.

At this time, after hearing that his subordinates had actually found animal mummies, he was convinced from the bottom of his heart.

"Gao Jian, I can't see through you more and more. The body was found five hundred meters away from the People's Hospital. How did you know?" He patted me on the shoulder: "If the surveillance camera hadn't accidentally photographed the death of the animal, During the whole process, I almost thought you deliberately took the animal’s blood and threw it there.”

"Did the surveillance camera capture it? Take me to see it quickly!" I was shocked. The surveillance camera actually captured the animal's death process. This was an unexpected surprise.

Under the leadership of Xiao Chen, we came to an alley five or six hundred meters away from the People's Hospital.

From a distance, I saw a shriveled black cat lying at the entrance of the alley, like a clenched sponge, with its fur wrinkled together and all the blood drained from its body.

"The only wound on the black cat's body is on the neck. It's not a knife wound. I can't tell clearly. It's up to you to see for yourself." Xiao Chen stood at the street entrance with a short and fat man holding a record book.

I put on gloves and turned over the black cat's body and found that a whole piece of meat was missing from its neck.

"The edges of the wound are ragged and there are signs of tearing. The piece of flesh should have been bitten off."

Wu Meng looked at the dark alley: "Is it a stray dog? In the center of the city, only large dogs can tear off a whole piece of meat in one bite."

"Canine teeth are very sharp and will penetrate deep into blood vessels, but if you look at this wound, the veins are damaged, but the arteries are almost intact."

This is common medical knowledge. Arteries are usually located deeper, while veins are shallower and outward. For example, the superficial veins we usually give intravenous injections are superficial.

"If it wasn't a stray dog..." Wu Meng looked at the wound, his expression suddenly turned ugly: "Could it have been bitten by a human, right?"

"Let's go check out the surveillance."

The place where the black cat died happened to be in front of a retail store, and the store's surveillance camera accidentally filmed the whole process.

The short, fat man standing next to Xiao Chen was the store manager. He was quite frightened when he received a call from the police in the middle of the night.

"Comrade police, I am known on this street to like small animals. I am definitely not the one who tortured cats." The short and fat store manager turned on the computer and called up the surveillance camera for us.

At 12:05 in the morning, the black cat appeared at the door of the shop. It seemed to have discovered something scary at that time. It grinned at the air above its head, its long hair exploded, its body was pressed to the ground, and its hind legs kicked off the ground, as if it was ready at any time. Leap to attack.

"What's wrong with this cat? Competing with the air?" The short, fat store manager was very good at being a good person. He took out a cigarette and handed it to us with a smile: "Thank you, comrade police, for your hard work."

"Stop talking." I paused the surveillance video. From the screen, there was indeed only a black cat in front of the retail store.

The playback continued, and after a few seconds, the black cat in the surveillance camera suddenly jumped up, waving its claws and hitting the air above its head, and then a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

The black cat's body was pressed to the ground by an invisible force in the air. It struggled hard and kicked its limbs upwards.

But no matter how hard it resisted, it couldn't break free. I could clearly see from the surveillance camera that its body was becoming weak, its flesh and blood slowly shriveled up, and in the end only wrinkled fur was left.

Looking at the surveillance video on the computer, several people in the room were speechless. This was not a video synthesized online, but a picture captured by surveillance.

It actually happened outside the store a few hours ago.

"What's going on? There won't be any ghosts here, right?" The short and fat store manager rubbed his hands, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead: "My small store does not close until very late. Comrade police, you have to give me an explanation." !”

He stretched out his hands to stop me as I was about to leave: "Is there a murder outside? I have long felt that this location is not good and it is too close to the hospital..."

I looked at the pudgy store manager who blocked the road and slowly frowned: "First, I'm not a policeman; second, you'd better pray that we can find similar animal mummies further away, otherwise I will think you There is suspicion of committing a major crime."

When the pudgy store manager heard this, he immediately shrank his head and stepped aside: "I really don't know anything!"

"Just pretend what you saw tonight never happened. Don't talk nonsense." Wu Meng pushed the store manager away and followed me to the entrance of the alley: "Gao Jian, do you want to continue the search?"

"The retail store is to the south of the hospital, and this alley runs north to south. Let's expand the search area to the south. We should still find something." The time when the black cat was attacked in the video was 12:50 in the morning. I watched it in the hospital It was about 12:30 when I saw the old man's face. From a time perspective, it was completely consistent.

Soon, 800 meters away from the hospital, we found several dead rats whose blood had been sucked dry, and then we found a stray dog ​​with a horrific death condition.

"It is consistent with the flying head drop that Liu Xiazi said. The head drop master should be hiding in the south of the hospital." The other party used the head drop from a thousand meters away, so my previous speculation was wrong. "Isn't it a doctor in the hospital? ?The password to the elevator that leads to the underground morgue is known only to doctors."

A bold guess emerged in my mind: "The murderer is indeed a doctor, but he deliberately left the hospital to create alibi?"

I returned to the retail store and watched the surveillance video again.

"Comrade police, why are you back again?"

"Who is your comrade? Stop talking nonsense and move the surveillance video forward."

I paid full attention and checked bit by bit, and finally made a major discovery.

At about 11:30 p.m., a familiar figure wearing a white coat and black leather shoes appeared on the surveillance camera.

"Director Li?" I called the pudgy store manager to me, "Do you have any impression of this person?"

"I have an impression that he came to my store late at night and didn't buy anything. He just made a phone call." The short and fat store manager covered his chin in the same posture as a famous detective: "His voice was very low, and his tone was Very cold."

"Okay, what did he say on the phone?"

"I couldn't hear clearly, but it seemed like it said mental hospital, yes, Henshan Mental Hospital!"

I had seen this name on Jiang Shihan's medical record. Her attending physician was a psychiatrist from Henshan Mental Hospital.

"Why did Director Li call the mental hospital?" After Jiang Shihan jumped from the building, Director Li was also questioned by the police, but he was with four or five doctors at the time, and his suspicion had been eliminated.

He took out his mobile phone and searched for the address of Henshan Mental Hospital. It was just south of the hospital, but the distance was very far, and it was already considered the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng.

"Is it possible that Director Li just tipped off the truth that the real master is hiding in Henshan Mental Hospital?"

What interrupted my thoughts was Wu Meng shouting outside the door: "No, I've lost you! There is a river further south and we can't cross it."

After pursuing it all night, most of the police officers were exhausted. Although I was unwilling to give up, I had to give up.

"Don't worry, there are too many doubts about Jiang Shihan's death, and we will open a case for investigation." Wu Meng looked at me seriously, "We will never let the criminals go unpunished!"

Dragging my tired body back to Tingtang Road, I flopped down on the wooden bed, my eyelids were heavy, and I quickly fell asleep.

While I was sleeping soundly, there was a person on the other side of the city who was tossing and turning.

In a single-family villa in the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng, Jiang Fei was lying on the 2.5-meter-long Simmons, hugging the quilt, staring blankly at the ceiling.

There were still two blushes on her face, and she stretched out her right hand in front of her eyes: "What's wrong with me? Why does that person appear in my heart when I close my eyes? Why do I always want to know about that person?" Human things? Why do I care so much about him? "

"Is this what I like?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Jiang Fei sat up from the bed, and the quilt slipped off, revealing the beauty in front of her. She covered her hot cheeks with her hands: "Jiang Fei, what are you doing? Chairman of the dignified Jiang family. My daughter, you are so desperate for a man."

She patted her face gently and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, so she simply put on her pajamas and sat next to the dressing table.

Opening the window, the night breeze blew into the house, bringing with it a hint of coolness.

"What should I do if one day he confesses his love to me? Accept him? But he and my sister-in-law..." Jiang Fei was distressed when she suddenly noticed that the Doberman pinscher in the yard downstairs whined and fell to the ground. yard.

"Princess?" She stood up and looked out the window, but she didn't find an old face in the mirror of the dressing table.

There is no body, only a fleeting face.