"There is no witness." Lu Xiaohan shook his head helplessly, "Yesterday she only said in my consulting room that she played the mother in the video. The video was shot to participate in the audition for an online micro-movie. As for who it was. She didn't know about the organization. As for the person who distributed the flyers, I asked her to identify Zheng Yu's photo, and she said it was not Zheng Yu."
"Yes, it's not Zheng Yu." Zhou Wensheng nodded, "It's you."
"It's me?" Lu Xiaohan chuckled, then stopped his smile and looked at Zhou Wensheng with a serious face, "Do you believe it?"
"I believe in the evidence." Zhou Wensheng was stunned and replied coldly.
"Then I'm relieved. Who is the person who handed out the leaflets? Just let your people check the evidence." Lu Xiaohan said with a smile.
"What kind of attitude do you have!" Lu Xiaohan's yin and yang aura completely angered Zhou Wensheng.
"Old Zhou!" Su Xiaoqing couldn't help but be frightened by Zhou Wensheng's anger. She couldn't help but tugged on Zhou Wensheng's sleeves, forcing him to sit down again.
She had never seen Zhou Wensheng lose his composure like this.
"No attitude." Lu Xiaohan looked calm, still looking lukewarm, and said calmly, "It is your job to solve the case, find clues, and collect evidence. She said it was me, I said it was not me, you As a police officer, you can’t just listen to what you believe. I said I’ll wait for you to find evidence. Is there any problem?”
"Okay, very good!" Zhou Wensheng gritted his teeth and said, "I will figure this out! I hope the evidence I finally find is beneficial to you!"
"Do you have any other questions?" Lu Xiaohan looked at Zhou Wensheng expressionlessly and said.
"You know what the reverse pentagram at the scene of Zheng Yu's crime is, right?"
Facing Lu Xiao's cold questions, Zhou Wensheng decided to completely pierce the window paper. He had had enough of this charade-like game!
The corners of Lu Xiaohan's mouth raised slightly, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared.
She breathed a deep sigh of relief and said, "I thought you would let me down too."
"What do you mean?" Lu Xiaohan's change and her words made Zhou Wensheng confused for a moment.
"It doesn't matter what you mean. What matters is what I'm going to say next." Lu Xiaohan suppressed his smile and his tone became serious.
"I know you must have encountered many cases recently, and these cases are more or less related to each other, such as the reverse pentagram, the white candle, and the brand on the chest. They should be familiar to you, right?"
Lu Xiaohan's words gradually made Zhou Wensheng feel heavier.
"You really know something." Zhou Wensheng's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Don't look at me like this, I'm not the culprit." Lu Xiaohan raised his eyebrows at Zhou Wensheng and said, "I just know a little more than you do."
"As early as a few years ago, I noticed some strange cases." Lu Xiaohan ignored Zhou Wensheng's cannibalistic look and said to himself, "These cases are called evil contracts."
"Evil God Contract?" For some reason, Gu Nanfeng's face suddenly appeared in Zhou Wensheng's mind.
But before Zhou Wen Sheng could think about it, the burnt cigarette butt burned Zhou Wen Sheng's finger, and the pain from his finger flashed through Gu Nanfeng's mind.
He put out the cigarette butt impatiently, raised his chin to Lu Xiaohan, and said, "Continue."
"These cases all have several things in common," Lu Xiaohan nodded, preparing to explain in detail.
She didn't know what was going on in Zhou Wensheng's mind. She just felt that the policeman in front of her seemed to be having a hard time with his mind, so she felt it was necessary to help him sort it out.
"Inverse pentagram, candle, and brand, isn't that all? What else is there?" Zhou Wensheng took another cigarette, took a deep breath, and continued with Lu Xiaohan's words.
"Also, they will all lose their eyeballs." Lu Xiaohan looked directly into Zhou Wensheng's eyes and said quietly.
Lu Xiaohan's words made Zhou Wensheng shiver.
He couldn't help but quickly sort out in his mind what he knew about the case so far.
Zheng Yu did not lose his eyeballs.
It is unknown whether Han Weiwei's eyeballs were found.
Cai Lingling lost her eye.
Many years ago, He Zhi's mother was chopped into pieces until she lost her human appearance. It is now impossible to test whether her eyeballs are still there.
Liu Peng...
Zhou Wensheng suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.
"Wait." He raised his hand to interrupt Lu Xiaohan, "I need to make a call."
"Is there any problem?" Lu Xiaohan's eyes flashed with vigilance.
"I need to confirm something." Zhou Wensheng said sincerely.
"Okay, ten seconds." Lu Xiaohan hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Zhou Wensheng couldn't wait to pick up the phone, turned it on, and quickly dialed Wang Yanyan's number.
Answer the phone quickly...
As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Wensheng kept mumbling silently.
"Hello? Lao Zhou?" Wang Yanyan's slightly tired voice came from the receiver.
"Is Liu Peng's eyeball gone?" Zhou Wensheng spoke very quickly.
"What?" Wang Yanyan was stunned and did not react.
"Is Liu Peng's eyeball gone?"
"How do you know?" Wang Yanyan's surprised voice completely extinguished the only hope in Zhou Wensheng's heart.
"Hello? Lao Zhou? Hello? Hello?" Zhou Wensheng ignored Wang Yanyan's questioning and hung up the phone.
"Do you believe it?" Lu Xiaohan tilted his head slightly and looked at the frustrated Zhou Wensheng.
Zhou Wensheng had no desire to respond to Lu Xiaohan's rhetorical question. He was now eager to know what these strange commonalities meant.
He took a deep breath from his cigarette, waved his hand and said, "What do these commonalities mean?"
"Sacrifice." Lu Xiaohan said every word while staring into Zhou Wensheng's eyes.
"These people signed a contract with the evil god and traded their souls to let the evil god fulfill their wishes." Lu Xiaohan paused and continued.
Lu Xiaohan's words reminded Zhou Wensheng of He Zhi's confession in the case file and the story he heard from Zhu Yulu a few hours ago.
"What evil god! They are clearly a group of lawless desperadoes!" Zhou Wensheng's body trembled a little.
"Does Officer Zhou believe in the existence of gods?" Lu Xiaohan asked Zhou Wensheng with a smile.
"There is no way there is a god in this world!" Lu Xiaohan's words reminded Zhou Wensheng of Gu Nanfeng again, and at the same time, he also thought of the unpleasant experience at Hunan University, which made him a little out of sorts.
"Have Officer Zhou heard of Xi Min?" Lu Xiaohan was not angry at all when faced with Zhou Wensheng's reply. Instead, he changed the question and asked again.
"Xi Min?" Zhou Wensheng was slightly startled, "What Xi Min? I've never heard of it."
"The "Qing History Draft Military System" records that in the sixth year of Guangxu, Zhang Zhidong, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, recruited thousands of sand people to garrison Humen. This sand people refers to people living in the desert. Officer Zhou should know this, right?"
"Yeah, I know." Zhou Wensheng nodded.
"The Xi people are a lesser-known ethnic group than the Sand people. They work at sunset and rest at sunrise. All their production power depends on the tide caused by the moon. Therefore, they are called Xi people. They live in a group named A mountain called Holy Lake.”
