Under Song Lan's superb riding skills, the two walked through several blocks and arrived at the community where one of their colleagues lived.
The section chief chose a blind box gift package and straightened the hair on his forehead that was blown more and more freely by the wind.
"Just wait for me at the door in a while."
He walked in front and spoke.
Song Lan, who was following the section chief, was noncommittal and looked around at the structure of the community before going upstairs.
This is a high-end community with a spacious asphalt road and well-trimmed green belts on both sides. There are four entrances to the community. The building where this colleague lives is close to the north. After exiting the community, there is the main road. Drive a short distance to the left. Just around the corner is a commercial street with complex terrain.
Before getting on the elevator, Song Lan planned an escape route in case of an accident.
Of course, if possible, he sincerely hoped that this errand work would not turn into a competition with the gangsters.
As for the colleague they were about to express condolences to, Song Lan had no impression of him.
If I remember correctly, this should be the buddy who roared before Chai Ke fired, "Don't think you can leave District 17 alive if you kill us."
Although they are both employees of the civilian department, they belong to two departments. In the law enforcement system of the 17th District, the Surveillance Section, Crime Analysis Section, Audit Section, etc. all belong to the category of civilian personnel. Their work and atmosphere groups still have different The essential difference is not an exaggeration to describe as the hero behind the scenes.
Every mission of the special operations team needs to refer to the opinions of these departments.
If there is a food chain in the law enforcement department, then as the atmosphere group, they are obviously at the bottom of the food chain.
Based on the above factors, they usually do not have much status in the compound. No one will take the initiative to chat with them during lunch break, even the section chief is no exception.
Song Lan spent a lot of time in the courtyard, and the only people she could talk to were in their department.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened.
27th floor.
The light in the corridor was actually a little dim, and the bustle in the community just now was completely inaudible. The only sound left in the entire corridor was the footsteps of the two of them.
Immediately afterwards, a sudden coldness filled his heart.
I wonder if the section chief also had an ominous premonition, but he walked in front without saying a word.
Not long after, the two of them stood in front of the door of the innermost apartment. The ajar door seemed to have foreshadowed everything.
The section chief stared at the door frame for more than ten seconds before turning his head, widening his eyes and making a silent gesture towards Song Lan. Then he put his ear to the security door. It lasted for several minutes.
After confirming that there was no noise inside the house, he pointed in the direction of the safe passage. After Song Lan hid in the safe passage, the section chief plucked up the courage and pushed open the ajar security door.
About two minutes later, Song Lan heard the sound of retching coming from the room.
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Twelve minutes later, colleagues from the scene investigation department arrived at the scene.
The community was quickly cordoned off, and Song Lan and the section chief were retained as reporters.
"There were multiple lacerations on the ankles, wrists, abdomen, and waist. We found the victim's left thumb, index finger, and right eye in a container by the pool."
The contents of the report by his colleagues in the Investigation Section immediately made Song Lan feel extremely uncomfortable. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the apartment. There was only a door between the body and him. He was now very grateful to the section chief at that time for retching and giving him a hand. Blocking him out of the door prevented him from directly seeing the scene behind the toilet door that was enough to give him nightmares for a month.
"The victim was tortured before his death."
There was no change on Lu Xiang's face who had just come out of the toilet. She immediately got into work mode after arriving at the scene. "The murderer was not Chai Ke's remnant, but a professional killer."
As she spoke, she looked at the chief of the crime analysis department. At this moment, the old chief, who was over fifty and had experienced countless crime scenes, was in a state of confusion.
Song Lan had just heard someone mention that the victim was a member of the Crime Analysis Section. After Chai Ke's case, the old section chief considered his subordinate's mental state and gave him a week's leave.
"At least the murderer's eyes have been modified with prosthetics, which allowed him to accurately monitor the victim's heartbeat rate and blood loss during the crime. We found stimulants in the deceased's body, which would allow him to remain stable for a long time during the torture process. He was awake, and the nervous system in the frame of his right eye was damaged, which shows that the murderer confirmed that the victim had not undergone a prosthetic eye transplant before leaving."
Through Lu Xiang's concise and clear explanation, even Song Lan, who has no experience in handling cases, can understand the horrific experience the victim had before his death.
For the person being tortured, even death becomes a long and painful process.
After some reminders from Lu Xiang, the old section chief of the crime analysis department woke up from a dream, and he immediately said, "I will take someone to check the surveillance now."
After arranging the work, Lu Xiang came to Song Lan and the section chief.
The scene in the toilet seemed to have caused quite a psychological shadow on the section chief. After calling for support, he kept his head hanging down and sat slumped on the sofa without saying a word.
"Thank you for your hard work, but there is no need to continue the condolences. Five minutes ago, the second team found Cobb's body in Qishan Apartment."
The section chief nodded reluctantly.
Cobb was the next person they planned to pay condolences to. If this incident hadn't happened, they would have arrived at Qishan Apartment by now.
This was an expected result. Since Director Lu mentioned that the murderer was a professional killer, his target would not be limited to this.
Someone is hunting down the survivors of the Chai Ke case.
"Then let's go back first."
Song Lan stood up. He felt that the longer he stayed here, the more bad news he would hear.
"Do you need psychological counseling?"
Lu Xiang looked at him and asked seriously.
"No, Director Lu, you have to work first."
Hearing this, she was thoughtful and hesitant to speak, but in front of many people, she finally just nodded slightly and watched Song Lan help the section chief walk out of the apartment with empty steps.
Not long after leaving home, Song Lan received a message from Lu Xiang:
"I'm not going back tonight, I have to guard the hospital."
After Song Lan replied "Okay", she helped the section chief into the elevator. The female colleague who was still unconscious in the hospital was the last survivor of the three people in the Chai Ke case. She was in a public place. Because of this, the professional killer has not yet come to the door.
"Xiao Song."
The elevator door slowly closed, and the section chief who had been silent for a long time seemed to adjust and warned, "Don't think too deeply about what happened today. Go home and have a good sleep. If you can, forget about it." "
