Opening the door, Lu Ran saw the scene of the first crime in his life.
He had seen enough dead people, but a dead person like this made his stomach churn again and he almost vomited it out.
This should be a conference room. There was a huge table in the center of the room, and the three victims were placed in the center of the table like three bonsais.
The victim in the middle, with disheveled hair and a dead eye, had the four severed hands of the other two people hanging on his body, plus his own six arms, each holding some pens, seals and other office supplies, with a hint of arrogance, and his lower body It was twisted into a twist by some strange force, and it looked very much like a snake. His entire body was supported by a thigh bone to keep him from falling.
The victim on the left is a young woman, half naked, with a piece missing from her chest. Her hair was combed behind her back by the murderer with blood, and it has become clotted. Her face is the strangest, half of it is very clean, and the other half is covered with hair. Wearing another person's face, a blood-red face, it makes her look like she has only half a face, or is half a man and half a woman...
Wait, half man and half woman?
Seeing this, Lu Ran understood something and quickly turned his attention to the third victim.
The third victim was originally supposed to be a thin, short old man. At this time, two hearts were glued to his head, making it look like two buns. His eye sockets had been hollowed out and seemed to be filled with ink. , cyan ink flowed out from it, sprinkled on him, and emitted a strange fluorescence...
"So you know, this is no ordinary case."
Angelin covered her mouth and nose and said quietly. In the blink of an eye, she saw Lu Ran's face. Not only was there no trace of fear on his face, but he seemed to be full of interest. The familiar hot light of seeking the truth burst out from the eyes of this messy-haired young man. It came out, as if two fires tore through the darkness and ignited.
Lu Ran suddenly turned his head, "I want to meet the murderer."
Angelin was a little surprised, "How do you know the murderer is still here?"
Lu Ran smiled, "Intuition."
Angelin curled her lips and said, "Then your intuition is not accurate. He has already been brought back to the agency."
"Ha." Lu Ran smiled in embarrassment and turned his gaze back, cursing in his heart, "That shouldn't be the case. I clearly felt the strong killing intent in these rooms."
After careful inspection, he finally found something fishy. He found a little bit of white powder under the last victim.
If nothing else, these powders should be the same kind of powder found under Huizhen in the hospital at that time.
He collected a pack at that time and still carries it with him now.
"What is this?" Angelin saw that Lu Ran had discovered something and came over.
"Let's talk somewhere else." Lu Ran pinched the powder on his fingertips and smiled slyly, "Even if you don't have time, you still have to have a good chat with me."
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Only after An Jielin showed the real evidence, the staff of Wudaxian Temple agreed to let Lu Ran enter for the second time.
When she saw the three statues, Angelin, who had always been calm, couldn't help but make a noise on such occasions.
"crooked?!"
It was the same words that Lu Ran was familiar with.
Lu Ran spread his hands, indicating that this was not the place to talk, and, look, I didn't lie to you.
Angelin led Lu Ran all the way to a coffee shop under the Pangu Building.
Coffee is the most unpleasant thing Lu Ran has ever tasted in his life.
But Angelin drank a glass of iced Americano in one gulp and immediately went to get another glass.
"Tell me, what do you know?" Angelin cheered up and took out a pen and paper.
Lu Ran thought for a while and said, "I don't know more than you do. It's just that on my way to find you, I happened to enter the temple and saw those statues. Then I happened to come to the murder scene and found The two are surprisingly identical."
Angelin stopped the pen in her hand, "You mean, this is a coincidence?"
Lu Ran nodded, "Things that cannot be explained can only be said to be coincidences for the time being."
Angelin raised her head, glanced at Lu Ran resolutely, and said, "For a true detective, there are never coincidences. All coincidences are carefully designed, but we haven't discovered the connections and clues yet. "
Lu Ran was thoughtful and began to think about how to tell Angelin. The strange thing about this matter was not the coincidence of the two, but the Wudaxian Temple itself.
"There is some hesitation in your eyes, or in other words, some scruples. What else do you know?" Angelin's piercing eyes saw through him at once.
Lu Ran sat up straight and said in a very sincere tone, "I do know something, but I don't know how to tell you. I can only tell you this, I once went to a place where I worshiped in the Wu Da Xian Temple. The three gods are real."
Angelin's originally gentle eyes gradually became serious and solemn.
Based on her many years of experience in getting to know people, what Lu Ran said was most likely to be true.
"In other words, the similarity between the two is just like the existence of the three gods. It is a coincidence and a mystery."
"Mysterious? You wouldn't make up a scary story about these three gods taking possession of the murderer and then appearing as a warning to the world, right? It would be better to say that the murderer got inspiration or stimulation in that temple. He was mentally schizophrenic to commit such a vicious murder." Reason made Angelin choose not to believe Lu Ran's words, and at the same time she gave what she considered a scientific possibility.
Lu Ran didn't understand "schizophrenia" and "Liao Zhai" and asked, "Are you saying the murderer is crazy?"
"Yes, this explanation is more reasonable."
"I...I didn't lie to you." Lu Ran found the packet of powder from his backpack, "I don't know whether the murderer is crazy or not, but what is the explanation for this packet of powder? It appeared under Huizhen's bed and at the crime scene at the same time. It may have appeared at the scene of the shooting."
"This is not a mental hallucination. Do you know what this is?" Angelin took the paper bag, opened it, smelled it, and tasted it.
Lu Ran shook his head, "I don't know, but it feels a bit like the cortex of some kind of creature, ground into powder. Is there any way to find out the origin of this thing?"
"It can be sent to the Physical Evidence Department for testing." Angelin made two strokes on the note, muttering to herself, and took another sip of coffee. Suddenly, she raised her head, as if she suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Oh. By the way, you are not here to help me provide clues today, but you came to me for help if you have something, right?"
"Yes, I came here to ask you to help us find two groups of people." Lu Ran nodded, and then he came to his senses. Yes, compared to solving the case here, finding the three sisters is the most important thing at the moment. things.
