"Just go to the central control room and see which area has the lowest temperature." Fu Bao is very familiar with this. He has participated in everything from strategic plans to the structural design of the freezer. "You have also seen that ordinary low temperatures cannot preserve corpses. , if you want the body to be frozen for a long time, I have checked that it is best to reach minus 18 to 20 degrees, so we go to the central control room, and the one with an abnormally low temperature must be our target."
The central control room was at the front of a series of freezers. It was very close and it was there in a blink of an eye. However, after entering the control room, Fu Bao used the computer to check the temperatures of all the freezers, and then said "Huh", "That's not right." …”
"What's wrong?" Lu Jinyuan asked curiously.
"There is no abnormality... everything is between eight and ten degrees below zero, which is the temperature for the normal operation of the equipment." Fu Bao frowned. Could it be that his idea was wrong... But other than here, where else can the body be preserved?
Could it be that the murderer was driving a refrigerated truck... It's impossible. How could no one see the refrigerated truck entering the express company? There was too much movement and they wouldn't do that.
"Let me take a look." Lu Jinyuan was in an area he was familiar with. All machinery, equipment and circuit programs were his strengths. He took over the keyboard of the console and after typing a few times, he said "aha" , "It's really weird!"
"What?" Fu Bao and Fujiko hurriedly approached.
"There is a plug-in, which is very hidden. Someone has tampered with the main interface of this temperature control software, so that all temperatures are displayed as normal. Come on... let me kill this program!" Lu Jinyuan rubbed his fingers habitually and said "squeak" "Creak" sound, and then his fingers danced quickly on the keyboard. Within three minutes, he snapped his fingers and said, "OK!"
The screen was rearranged, and another identical monitoring software interface appeared. The monitoring interface was easy to understand, and it was obvious that one warehouse had a lower temperature than the others.
"The innermost...warehouse No. 12!" Fu Bao patted the table, "The set temperature is minus twenty degrees!"
"Same as your conclusion." Fujiko patted Fu Bao on the shoulder.
"I cracked the plug-in so I can see it, okay?" Lu Jinyuan said that he also had credit.
"Fortunately A Yuan is a very powerful hacker!" Fu Bao also patted Lu Jinyuan on the shoulder.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!" Lu Jinyuan proudly left the control room first.
The three people headed to Warehouse No. 12 and walked along the passage to the end. They could see the obvious "12" Arabic numeral on the door of Warehouse No. 12. When they opened the door of the freezer, the obvious temperature difference made everyone immediately aware of it. , the destination has arrived.
After turning on the lights, the three people found that Warehouse No. 12 was covered with many canvases, piece after piece, and they didn't know what was contained there.
Very cold.
If the cold wind blows on your face outside, then the warehouse at minus 20 degrees is equivalent to a world of ice and snow. Wearing a thick coat still has a feeling that penetrates into your bones.
"Handsaw? And rope... what is this?!" Lu Jinyuan opened a piece of canvas and discovered something.
"Is this... cinnabar? Is it solidified cinnabar?" Fujiko also discovered something else.
"Where is the body?" The two people asked together.
At this moment, Fu Bao felt severe pain and subconsciously walked forward. Not far away, the source of these feelings was waiting for him. He walked slowly, no longer looking with his eyes, but with his body. To feel.
Those pains were so obvious, like bright lights that attracted him to chase, that kept flashing in his consciousness... "Wow!" Fu Bao opened a piece of canvas.
Under the canvas were several cardboard boxes. Fu Bao squatted down and opened them gently. He saw and touched the...meat that had been cut open.
They were said to be flesh because they were not connected to each other, but in the eyes of the trio at this moment, they were body parts connected to the other stumps on the dining table in the apartment... There were three of them in total.
"Six plus three equals...nine? Is the number wrong?" Lu Jinyuan expressed doubts.
Indeed, the number is wrong. The six yuan in the apartment and the three in front of him add up to only nine yuan. One is obviously missing, and even if it is not counted, it can be found that a head is missing. Fu Bao said to himself in confusion, " Where are the heads?" When Fu Bao said this, Fujiko and Lu Jinyuan also noticed that there were no heads in these corpses.
"Look around other places." Lu Jinyuan looked around.
"There are no more boxes." Fu Bao looked around. All the canvases had been lifted up, and under the light, the entire freezer could be seen at a glance.
The three people looked at each other, with one question in their minds - where was the head hidden? "Did the murderer specifically grow his head as a souvenir?" Lu Jinyuan suddenly had an idea.
"It's not about remembering military exploits, so why would you have this habit?" Fu Bao thought it was unlikely.
"Perverted killers all have weird habits." Lu Jinyuan said plausibly.
"Without a head, we can't collect the corpses, so we can't transcend... Huh?" Fujiko suddenly noticed something, her eyes lit up, she squatted down and looked at the ground, but she still couldn't see clearly, so she raised her head and looked at Fu Bao ,"flashlight."
The light in the freezer was relatively dim, so he could see around clearly but not carefully. Fu Bao had already prepared a flashlight. When Fujiko asked for it, he took it out and handed it to her. Fujiko turned on the flashlight and pointed the light beam at the ground. The floor paving was visible. There is a thin layer of frost, and on this layer of frost, there are a few drops of... blood? Is it blood? Something red.
"Is this... blood?" Lu Jinyuan asked curiously and squatted down.
"No, this should be..." Fujiko looked at it intently for a while, then unexpectedly wiped it on the ground with his fingers, rubbed it with his fingers a few times to let it melt, and finally seemed to stuff it into his mouth, Fu Bao He and Lu Jinyuan looked at her with wide eyes at the same time, showing expressions of disbelief.
"Please, I didn't want to lick it, just touch it." Fujiko noticed her companion's expression and really wanted to roll her eyes. She put her hand under her nose and smelled it, "Well... Judging from the smell, this should be cinnabar. "
"Cinnabar? What is it used for?" Fu Bao felt strange. It wouldn't be strange if it was blood. After all, there are so many corpses here.
Fujiko stood up, looked around with bright eyes, and said strange words, "Seal the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the deceased with cinnabar, so that there is no way back after death, and then cut off the limbs, the limbs will be missing and you will not be able to climb the Naihe Bridge..."
"The plot in "Cutting Hell"!" Lu Jinyuan said immediately: "This is the most poisonous curse that makes people never reincarnate!"
"So?" Fu Bao couldn't keep up with the rhythm of these two people. Although he flipped through the book this morning, he didn't finish it completely.
"If the murderer cut off the head of the deceased like in the novel and sealed the features with cinnabar so that the ghost could not see, hear or touch, then the lost head should be hanged like in the novel... Get up!" Lu Jinyuan looked at Fujiko and said seriously.
