In the early morning of October 29, when the police officers in Tanyi City started working as usual - looking for the two missing letters from Viscount Rich, an explosive news reached the police station.
In the south of Tanyi City, countless photos were scattered across five blocks. The photos were scattered everywhere like fallen leaves. Each photo showed the same scene:
In a certain stone window decorated with complicated patterns, at the moment when the night wind blew the thin lace curtains, Viscount Richie, naked to the upper body, was lying on the floor. In the soft light of pale orange, his expression was intoxicated, like A male dog in heat.
Judging from his posture, his hands were probably tied above his head. The slender heel of a red high-heeled shoe had stepped under his brow bone, and about 110 meters long had sunk into his eye socket.
Many young people who were not too concerned about the excitement swarmed and picked up the good-quality photos. By the time Viscount Rich's people came to clear the place, these photos had spread further than he imagined.
"It's such a great time," said Si Lei, who saw the photos at the scene.
The police officer on the side looked at the excitement and said, "At least we don't have to dig deep to find this photo."
After a rough inspection of the neighborhood, Si Lei returned to the car with the photos. She placed the photo she picked up casually on the steering wheel, then stared at the extremely fragrant picture in front of her and fell into deep thought.
She has asked her men to investigate the origin of these photos. There may be 5,000 photos of the murderer scattered across five blocks-this is only the most conservative estimate.
Printing of this size can no longer be completed with personal equipment. The murderer either contacted a printing house or had his own independent studio. No matter which one it is, I think we can find some new investigation clues by checking the purchase status of photo paper in the third district in the past two years.
However, Si Lei had an intuition: This direction, which everyone thought was promising for finding clues, would probably not lead in the end.
If before this photo, she thought that the probability that the case was committed by a mercury needle was about 60%, then after seeing this photo, this probability has quickly increased to 90% - these photos are not just scattered on the ground , after on-site investigation, some photos even landed on treetops six or seven meters high. There was no strong wind last night, so they could not have been blown up by the wind.
In other words, the murderer should have dropped these photos in the air last night. Considering that Tanyi City has started a curfew in the past few days, and there are security teams patrolling every night, the only one who can fly over the walls like a bird in a livable area without being noticed is the mercury needle.
If this is the case, it will be difficult to obtain direct evidence by checking photo paper or printing transaction records, because the mercury needle has a technical assembly line in this area, and the police station in Tanyi City cannot access that information.
The internal self-examination for applying for mercury needles can only be done by Si Lei herself, but the efficiency of mercury needles is sometimes fast and slow, so she cannot bet all her hopes on this clue.
Si Lei looked at the photos in front of him again.
From this photo, she vaguely felt a slight provocation from the murderer: This was the first time that the murderer had posted the photo in a completely public manner - after a brief period of low-key behavior, the murderer once again showed everyone with a strong sense of presence. The man showed his determination and courage.
Si Lei boldly guessed that the previous low-key deliveries might have been due to the murderer's adaptability. After discovering that Viscount Richie had stepped up vigilance, the murderer also adjusted his plan accordingly. But this person is not willing to hide himself and act cautiously from now on, so he planned this morning's "photo rain" incident.
Si Lei picked up the photo - this should be the most vivid one so far. She could already imagine what the front page headlines of "Unyielding News" and "Tanyi Daily" would be tomorrow morning. Ten days have passed since the death of Hoffman, and the discussion about this matter in Tan Yi has gradually heated up. After today, I am afraid that this case will be completely pushed to the forefront.
"Officer Si Lei!" A police officer suddenly knocked on her window, "Inspector Paul's phone number is for you."
Si Lei rolled down the glass and took the phone.
"Why don't you answer my call!!" Pauler's roar came from the other end of the phone.
Si Lei moved the phone slightly further away from her ears. She lowered her head and took out her phone - and sure enough, there were four missed calls. She put her phone in silent mode last night and rushed here this morning and forgot to turn it back. .
"Isn't this accepted?" Si Lei said in a gentle tone, "What do you want?"
"Please come back right away. I have important matters to discuss with you in person, in the last meeting room!"
After saying this, Pauler hung up the phone.
Si Lei handed the phone back to the police officer outside the car, "I have to go back. You continue to look for new clues - especially the roof and eaves. Don't let go of any place where the murderer may have left traces." place."
"Okay," the officer nodded, "Ah, by the way - we just picked up another type of photocopying paper in another neighborhood."
"how is it like?"
The police officer took out the photo and handed it to Si Lei, "There is essentially no difference, but there is an extra round hole in the upper right corner of the photo in a non-frame position. We guess that the murderer may have strung some photos together with a rope, so -"
String together.
These few words fell into Si Lei's ears, like a mute button, directly erasing the second half of the police officer's sentence. All the previous clues suddenly overlapped and overlapped, like an arrow, pointing to the moment of enlightenment.
She immediately interrupted the police officer nearby and said, "Call Viscount Rich for me. Tell him that I will be visiting him soon - maybe in an hour. Mr. Viscount had better not refuse, because it is very important. .”
"Ah...ok."
"Thank you for your hard work." Si Lei waved to his subordinates, then quickly turned around and headed towards Tan Yi Police Station.
…
About half an hour later, she blew into the police station like a gust of wind. After pushing open the door of the conference room, Si Lei could no longer contain his excitement.
"Paule! I understand what those photos of the murderer mean!"
At this moment, there were only two people in the conference room besides Si Lei, one was Paul and the other was Qianye. However, Si Lei, who was immersed in joy, did not notice Qianye's presence at all. She stepped forward and fixed Viscount Richi's penis in her hand on the whiteboard of the conference room with a small magnet.
There are far more pictures pinned to the whiteboard than this one - twelve complete trailers that Hofmann received, as well as copies of all the photos Viscount Rich has found so far, are also posted on it.
"The twelve photos are a countdown to the murderer's crime and a preview of the murder. We already know this." Si Lei waved his arm and drew a circle on Hoffman's photo album. "It's just the preview information of the picture itself. We have always There is no confirmation, but after seeing the new photos of Viscount Rich this morning, I suddenly figured out——"
Paul was hesitant to speak. He glanced at Qianye who was nearby. Qianye was holding her arms and looking happily at Si Lei who was making an impassioned speech. He had no intention of interrupting her.
So Paule's throat moved, and he also frowned, pretending to be listening carefully.
"——Actually, these twelve photos of Hoffmann are very informative, because every picture here hints at his state of death, even the location!"
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Maybe everyone is also reading in Lujiang?
A good book by Amway is "The Heroine Is Bored of This".
