"We conducted footprint and blood stain surveys at the scene. After checking all the footprints and drawing blood for analysis, we found no traces of outsiders."
The criminal investigation experts issued an appraisal report very early.
The follow-up information was stuck on chasing the murderer.
There are no outsider footprints, finger marks, or blood marks.
All the people in the village were soaked in a pool of blood.
Thousands of rat footprints were found at the site.
Someone or a monster manipulated the mice and attacked these villagers.
The cause, the means of the crime, and the final result.
All stuck on normal criminal investigation methods.
The case was forced to change from normal resolution to abnormal means.
The imperial capital is very generous to its special offices, providing them with all kinds of subsidies including good wine, cigarettes, and meals, as well as high pensions.
The only requirement is that the problem must be solved.
For this reason, everyone in the Northwest Office was under great pressure.
When they were under great pressure, they put pressure on the criminal investigation side.
The criminal investigation side dared not speak out in anger.
Xu Yanyang raised his eyebrows: "Handling and solving crimes is not our professional scope. To put it bluntly, my sister and I never do these things. Professional matters are left to professionals. You select people and find the source. We will be responsible for dealing with you. Something you can’t handle.”
"this……"
Everyone in the office looked at each other in confusion. They wanted to pack up the matter and leave it to the big boss from the imperial capital, but they didn't expect that the big boss wouldn't take up the matter at all.
A young man who is not easy to mess with at first sight and is fearless.
A soft, pampered, noble girl.
Finally, add a civet cat monster with unfathomable strength.
This combination seems very unreliable.
"Then let's go back and prepare. When you are free, we will form a special team and go to the scene to take a look."
With the last words left, the people in the office had to leave first.
Ning Ning woke up in the middle of the night, ate a bowl of warm wontons prepared by her brother, half a cup of hot milk, and fell asleep again on the bed.
Early the next morning.
The weather here in the northwest is very cold.
The wind was like a magical attack. It was not a physical attack like Beisan Province, but a cold and wet sensation coming from the soles of the feet.
Ning Ning pulled the box to look for the warmth charm, stomping her feet in the cold.
"It's so cold."
"found it."
There were seven or eight warmth charms, two people and one cat each posted several of them.
Finally, from the corner of the suitcase, I took out a little gray mouse hugging a scarf and sleeping soundly.
"Snapped."
A warm charm was attached to the soft belly of the little mouse.
The little mouse turned over and continued to sleep soundly.
The big civet cat held a piece of freshly baked bread in his mouth and placed it next to the little mouse. When he woke up, he could eat his favorite white bread with butter.
"Let's go."
After finishing the exquisite breakfast provided by the hotel in the morning, the hotel manager personally sent me downstairs.
Xu Yanyang was generous and generous, booking the presidential suite for half a month in one go, and directly exceeded the performance indicators of the entire sales department for half a year.
The hotel manager looked through the information overnight and became even more enthusiastic when he found out it was the young master of the Xu family.
There were two Mercedes-Benz cars parked in front of the hotel.
This is an official vehicle assigned by the office.
A car was full of people.
They all have a strong and restrained temperament, with reserved and sharp eyes, and a strong figure. They wear a uniform dark gray uniform and have a certificate from the Bureau of Culture and Tourism hanging on their chest.
The Cultural Tourism Bureau took the blame time and time again: I have become a professional scapegoat.
Do you think these people look like those in our bureau?
In another car, two brothers and a sister were sitting in the passenger seat, and a young man wearing headphones was introducing the details to them.
"Hello, you two. My name is Shen Yue. Just call me Xiao Shen. I will lead the team on this mission to Fengshou Village."
The young man introduced himself, and it seemed that the words he used were improvised from the tour guide's mouth.
However, he looks fair, has a gentle and delicate face, speaks slowly and clearly, and gives people a very comfortable feeling.
I have to say that the leaders of the special office are very good at selecting people.
For this mission, a team of the best elites from the Northwest Office was formed, and the criminal police and troops coordinated throughout the entire process.
The vehicle drove all the way out of the city.
Away from the provincial highway, the road becomes rough and muddy.
There was drizzle in the sky and it was bitingly cold.
Shen Yue looked at the gray sky, flashing with worry.
Rainy days can wash away some key evidence.
The murderers of many cases will choose rainy days to carry out their crimes because rainy days play a crucial role.
Three hours later, the vehicle entered a remote dirt road.
The country roads are full of potholes due to heavy rain.
The body of a Mercedes-Benz was splashed with mud.
Soon it was difficult to move, and a 30 van drove slowly outside.
Drowsy Ning Ning: "..."
Xu Yanyang was bored: "..."
The brother and sister looked at the van and fell silent.
"I'm sorry, the road behind is not easy to walk. Please change the van."
The young man showed a shy and guilty smile, and that light smile made it hard for people to get angry with him.
Xu Yanyang lowered his head and looked at Ning Ning: "What should I say?"
Ning Ning looked down at the civet cat in her arms: "How can I sleep?"
The civet cat is low...
He couldn't go any lower.
He grinned and uttered a low voice: "I know."
Fifteen minutes later.
A group of special police officers who were standing guard in front of the village, holding on to the useless yellow cordon, were drenched by the heavy rain and touched the water on their faces.
The captain of the Northwest City SWAT detachment glanced at the gray sky.
Heavy dark clouds.
The large drops of water made it difficult to open one's eyes.
A group of men who hadn't been home for half a month smelled bad.
It smells bad.
It’s just that everyone is used to it.
When I usually follow prisoners, they all smell like feet, sweat, the smell of not taking a shower for several days, and all kinds of mess.
In front of the woods in the distance, there were several dark supply trucks parked.
The usual three meals a day are delivered from the supply truck.
Everyone took turns to rest, and also returned to the supply truck to sleep on the floor.
"When did this fucking end?"
The senior police inspector in charge of criminal cases in the northwest sighed. The wrinkles on his nearly forty-year-old face could kill a mosquito.
He specializes in large-scale investigations and close-ups of crime scenes.
Immediately after the incident, the provincial department was sent here to assist in the work.
Not only him, several colleagues were also sent here.
Unfortunately nothing was found.
An extremely atrocious massacre that wiped out a village.
Rivers of blood flowed, and it was a horrific scene.
But no fingerprints, footprints or murder weapon left by the criminal were found.
Because the perpetrator may not be human.
How could a person carry out a murderous murder of an entire village without any resistance from the other party?
What scale would this be?
What action?
Just as he was thinking about it, he was pushed by his companion.
"Old Qin, look at the sky, there is a cat flying."
The companion's tone was erratic and unbelievable.
