Chapter 583

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"I'm so tired. What are you doing next door? How can they smash the wall every day? If they don't rest, others should rest too! "

Fang Yu finally couldn't stand it. He came out of his room and complained to his roommate who was still watching the ball in the living room.

His roommate was stunned. He knew that Fang Yu's sleep quality was particularly good, and he was said to be still.

What's going on?

"What sound?"

Fang Yu scratched his head impatiently, then quickly pointed to his room and said, "the next door is smashing the wall. As soon as I sleep every day, they start to smash, thump, thump, thump and thump all the time. It's so noisy. Can't you hear me? "

The roommate looked at his irascible appearance, only felt that he might explode in the next second, silently shook his head, thought for a while, suddenly jumped up, his face was full of panic.

"There's only the wall facing your room!"

They don't have the old-fashioned flat next to the seven lofts. They don't have their own.

Fang Yu's face turned white: "what do you say?"

He ran out of the room and pointed to the location of his bedroom to show him.

Fang Yu's heart beat faster. In a twinkling of an eye, the wall of his bedroom is not high, and there is a feeling of falling in the air. For a moment, he felt as if he had been lifted up and hung in the air. He took a mouthful of saliva nervously and said dryly, "what's the sound I hear?"

My roommate swallowed his saliva nervously. The throat on his neck rolled up and down. The stuffy temperature made him feel chilly.

"You say, is there anything in the wall?"

Fang Yu was stunned.

Suddenly a gust of wind swept by, his heart a cold, unconsciously hit a shiver, scared almost to cry out.

He calmed down and looked around.

My eyes fell on the wall of my bedroom, and I suddenly saw something shaking.

He closed his eyes and looked at it for a while, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over. When I approached, I found that I didn't know where the clothes came from, and they were hung on the clothesline outside the wall together with the hanger.

As soon as the wind blows, it hits the wall and makes some noise.

Seeing this, he could not help but take a breath.

Although the old city is dilapidated, there are many people living in it. The atmosphere is so hot that the temperature in the air is higher than that in other places. And between the houses, the space is not big, high-rise people will pull a line between the two buildings to dry clothes. In windy days, clothes will inevitably be blown to other people's homes.

He stood on tiptoe and reached for his clothes. As he turned away, he didn't notice a piece of paper falling from his clothes.

He sniffed and laughed, all what age, God and ghost.

"Pa --" he slapped his roommate on the back, put his arm around his neck, and dragged people back to the room: "it's clothes. I didn't pay attention before. Let's go back."

The roommate twisted his neck and looked at the clothes in his hand.

I don't know if it's his own illusion. He always thinks that the clothes look a little weird.

Under the moonlight, the color of clothes is a little too white. What's more, I don't know how long it has been hanging outside the wall, but there is no dust at all.

This

But Fang Yu didn't care at all. The other party's attitude affected him a lot, so he didn't think about it any more. After returning to the house, one watched the ball and the other went to bed in the bedroom.

Fang Yu left his clothes on the table and went to bed.

But since he picked up the clothes, there was no sound in his ears. He was more sure that the sound was made by the clothes outside.

In addition, when he came back from work, he asked his neighbors if anyone had lost their clothes, and the people around him said that they had not.

He looked at the quality of the clothes and thought it was good, so he decided to stay and wear them by himself.

In any case, it's ownerless, so it's not unreasonable for him to stay.

he's a courier. In order to be easy to wash, he doesn't buy white clothes. The dress made him feel like he was losing money if he didn't wear white. He put on his clothes, which just fit him. He still felt that the clothes made him look more handsome.

Five days later.

"Boss, there's a report in Ning'an district. Someone died."

"Did someone die again?"

Jiang Heng's temple suddenly jumped.

This has been the fourth case reported in Ning'an District in the past two weeks.

"My colleagues in the nearby sub bureau have passed away. They are the same. This is a picture of the scene from them. "

Jiang Heng steps slightly a meal, only feel a pair of big hands pulled his hair, scalp bursts of numbness.

He took a deep breath, and then vomited the turbid air in his chest. He reached out and took a look at the mobile phone from his subordinates.

In the photo, the deceased is lying flat on the bed, with his hands folded on his stomach. Looking at his body only, it makes people feel that he is sleeping soundly and tensely, as if he is deliberately restraining himself. But looking up and falling on his face, I can't help but make my heart jump.His face was pale, three times whiter than his white T-shirt. His face was twisted as if he had seen something frightening. His eyes and mouth were wide open as if to be torn.

The former victims are all like this. The forensic medicine tried to close their eyes and mouths, but they have not been able to do so.

Just look at the face, it seems to have been killed, but the result of forensic autopsy is suffocation. There is nothing left at the mouth and nose. There is no obvious trauma on the body. No murder weapon can be found.

What's more, it's the fourth time this month. There is no rule in the interval of time, and the identity of the dead is different. Except for death, there is no rule at all.

The corners of his mouth closed and pulled into a branch line. His mind revolved and his face was cold. For a moment it was invisible that he couldn't think of it.

The subordinates were silent and did not dare to say more.

On site.

"Jiang team."

On the spot investigation personnel saw him coming, they rushed to meet him and led them in.

"It was his roommate, Cheng hang, who first discovered the dead. He came home from work and smelled a bad smell. After careful identification, he found that the smell came from the dead man's bedroom. He thought the dead man was not at home, so he opened the door and went in. No, as soon as I opened the door, I saw the dead lying on the bed like that. He was so scared that he went up and touched it. He didn't call the police until he confirmed the death of the dead. The site protection is not very good. "

Jiang Heng nodded, took the gloves and foot covers from the other party, put them on, and then entered the door, and looked at the environment inside the house first.

The house was in a mess. It was a bachelor's house. There was a pungent smell floating in the air.

He sniffed it and found it a little familiar.

"The taste is familiar, isn't it?"

When Jin Rui heard him coming, he walked out of the bedroom and chuckled.

Jiang Heng smell speech, not from the eyes, and smell, after careful identification, face slightly a heavy: "corpse stink."

Jin Rui nods.

"I'll have a rough check on the time of death. Guess what I found out?"

Jiang hengbai glanced at him and didn't answer.

Jin Rui shrugged his shoulders and said, "his death time is at least three days."

Although the temperature has been too high recently, it can affect the decay of corpses. But according to the confession of his roommate, he had seen and talked with the dead yesterday.

Jiang Heng's eyebrows wrinkled not from a deep, into the bedroom to see the body.

The expression on the dead's face was distorted, as if he had experienced some terrible voice.

"Ask the residents nearby if they have heard any strange sounds recently."

He only hoped that when the dead were scared to death, they would struggle and call for help.

"The cause of death is still suffocating. But do you think it looks familiar to you? "

Jin Rui's words made Jiang Heng's face cold again.

He nodded in silence.

In this case, the clothes on the three victims in front are the same as this one.

"as like as two peas, the colleagues in the forensic science department have been tested. The clothes should be made in the same batch, and the materials, stitches and styles are identical. The only difference is the size. It's like it's tailor-made for them. "

Jin Rui's forensics office is next to the forensic medicine department. When he gave the report, he was also on the side, so he was clear.

Jiang Heng also knows that this report has been given to him.

Jin Rui: "I think this dress should be the same."

"Do you suspect it's a serial case?"

Jiang Heng looked at the dead in front of him with heavy eyes, and he was reluctant to open his mouth.

Jin Rui nodded.

"The cause of death, the form of death, and the clothes. I have reason to doubt. I'm sure you have your own ideas. "

"What about guanfuyang?"

"I went outside to collect evidence. It is said that the clothes were picked up by the deceased himself from outside. Because I can't find the owner, I wear it myself. "

Jiang Heng pinched his back neck with a headache: "you go on. I'll go out and have a look. "

Jin Rui raised his hand and compared a "OK" finger with him and turned to continue his work.

Jiang Heng walked out and went straight to the reporter.

When the subordinates saw him coming over, they gave way to the position and handed him the notebook recording the inquiry.

Jiang Heng saw everything at a glance and saw it very quickly. After a general understanding, he asked, "do you say you still heard something in the room this morning?"

Cheng Hang is very frightened. He is still shivering. He nods his head and says in a flustered way: "Fang Yu is a courier. His working hours are not stable. But he didn't seem to go out much these two days. I can hear his room when I go to work. "

"Yesterday, did you hear something or see people yesterday?"

"I saw people yesterday. We had a department dinner yesterday. I came back late. It was about 12 o'clock. I saw him come out of the room, went to the kitchen and went back to the room empty handed. He is very tired from his work. He usually goes to bed after taking a bath as long as he comes back from work. So I was surprised to see that he didn't have a rest so late yesterday, and asked a lot of questions. But he ignored me and went straight back to the roomJiang Heng frowned: "are you sure? Is it not that you drink too much and read it wrong? "

Cheng hang smiles bitterly.

"A sir, this room is just like this. How can I get it wrong when he walks by in front of my eyes?"

He said and thought for a while, then his face suddenly changed and said, "I remember, yesterday he had a very strange smell. It tastes the same as it does today. After I drink, my sense of smell is not very sensitive, I just feel a little smelly, and I don't care! "

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