The girl in the lead was silent for a moment. She hesitated for a moment. She raised her head, looked at Chen Qing's back, and stretched out her hand. She touched the brand-new documents and took the paper stained with new ink. It was cold and touched her heart.
She looked at the victims with different conditions on the documents. She opened her mouth and turned pale after a exclamation. She staggered and fell down on the sofa behind her.
She turned to look at Chen Qing, hesitating whether she should speak or not.
The two of them were silent. The pony-tailed girl who accompanied her opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but after a moment of hesitation, she couldn't.
She actually wanted to ask and scold Chen Qing if he deliberately put these things here to scare her.
But she couldn't ask. She looked at Chen Qing's attitude of treating her as if she was nothing, and she really couldn't ask any more questions.
She hesitated, but finally gave the choice to the girl.
"Chen Qing?"
"Um?"
He turned around, as if he had just been distracted.
"My name is Zhang Tinglan."
"Oh...oh! I remembered it." He looked at the girl in front of him and glanced at the confiscated documents on the table.
"The old man asked you to come to me, why didn't he tell you to call the police directly?"
He walked to the table, took the scattered documents into his hands, slightly licked them, and put them under the table.
"Because it's useless."
"It's no use?"
"I have no evidence. The murders in the past two days..." She was silent for a while and glanced at the place where Chen Qing had just stored the documents.
"Those murders have already depleted the police department's manpower, and they don't have the energy to deal with my matter at all."
"So you are thinking of me?"
She shook her head, and her expression became a little calmer: "It's not us, it's spread throughout the school. Everyone said that because you can catch ghosts... you were recruited by the police station, and you reached the end of your life early."
"Catch ghosts..." Chen Qing listened and felt happy for a moment.
"Because of what happened last time, everyone thinks you are...very...different."
"So what's wrong with you?"
They listened to Chen Qing's question and looked at each other. Zhang Tinglan's eyes gradually became much more serious. She took out the phone with some warmth from her pocket and spread it out in front of Chen Qing.
"A week ago, I got a text message."
He listened to the girl's voice and held the phone in front of him. He looked at the information written on the screen and his brows began to wrinkle slightly.
This is a text message from an invisible sender, written in a tone similar to that of a bystander.
"A week ago, before those things happened in the city, I received this text message. The text message told me... We are all people who have committed the eight deadly sins, and we should all accept the punishment of the eight deadly sins and die."
He listened to the girl's voice and scrolled down the files displayed on his phone to the earliest one.
In the text message, someone wrote: "God has given love and mercy to the world, but the world has given back to God's chosen creation with sin.
The world is greedy and does not know how to cherish. The verdict is as follows. The criminal Zhang Tinglan committed the crime of greed; the crime of gluttony, he will be executed on the seventh day. "
He scrolled down further and found a screenshot. The content in the screenshot was a group chat interface. The name of the group chat was called Judgment Publicity Office.
He swiped back again, and the screenshots behind were the messages sent out every day in the group chat.
"Ever since I joined this group... I can't leave." She looked a little pale, and she stretched out her hand, indicating that Chen Qing would hand the phone to her.
He looked at the outstretched fingertips of the girl in front of him. These thin bones could not be linked to the crime of gluttony.
He raised his head, handed the phone to the other party's hand, saw her open the group chat, and then handed it back to his hand.
Chen Qing looked at the photos on the screen and frowned.
The photos looked particularly familiar to him. He tilted his head and pulled out the documents Jiang Wan had given him from under the table.
He held the phone in his left hand and the documents in his right hand, his head swinging back and forth between the two records.
He could clearly see that from the first day, the group leader, the photos he sent out were clearly consistent with the documents, those wounds, the changes in the details of the surroundings after the victim fell, and the light from early morning to night Changes, everything is consistent with the file.
It seemed like every hour he passed, he took a new photo of the scene.
Chen Qing frowned and watched as he put the camera of his mobile phone into the victim's arms and took pictures of the victim's features in a particularly weird posture.
He placed his gaze on the document on his right hand, and after rummaging through two pages, he placed his gaze on the photo, which was specially taken to show the characteristics of the victim.
He was silent for a moment, and then looked down. In the night photos, the shooting environment was already dark, and the photo was sent around 7:20 pm.
But at 7:20 in the evening, the body at this time had long been sent to the laboratory for dissection. Weren’t the photos taken on the same day?
He lowered his head and asked, "What day is it today?"
"The sixth day."
He raised his head and looked at Zhang Tinglan with a somewhat surprised look. He looked at the girl for a long time before asking her: "On the sixth day, did you think of coming to see me?"
"The news just came out yesterday...yesterday."
She was silent for a while, with a bit of uneasiness on her face: "I thought those photos were of P..."
"Why didn't you go to the police? With these photos, the police will not fail to file a case."
"Can't repay..."
She took the mobile phone from Chen Qing's hand and adjusted the interface in the group to a shared document called Alert.
Chen Qing looked at the information in the document and instantly understood the girl's concerns.
He looked at the folder, which was filled with messages from members of the group, and saw that those who had tried to call the police were registered early after being executed.
No one was spared.
"Sister Zhao, check the area."
Without raising his head, he turned to his side and said something that the girls didn't understand.
