The returning national male god

Chapter 82 Serial Murder Cases
A week later, Jun Jiu would visit Gudi at the foot of the mountain from time to time in the dead of night, because his injury was not healed, so he often asked Mu Zhou to teach her some basic methods first.

The days passed so normally, and the date of the math competition was approaching. At this time, the local news media in Qinghe City disclosed something, which caused an uproar in the whole city.

During this week, three former officials who were supposed to be shuanggui at home unexpectedly died one after another. Originally, the government wanted to temporarily seal up the news for fear of causing public turmoil when the accident happened to the first two people. Something happened during the interview, which became the fuse of the whole incident. For a while, people were panicked, and various rumors and speculations continued.

"Now that this case has been handed over to my dad, I'm really worried that something will happen to him."

On the way home from school on Thursday, Zhang Youwei was very uneasy sitting in the back seat, but when Jun Jiu heard his words, he suddenly pulled the brakes, jumped out of the car and looked at him seriously, "This matter is now Uncle Zhang is in charge?"

"Yeah, I just found out about this matter yesterday." Zhang Youwei was very depressed, "I advised my dad to drop the case, but you know my dad's temper, how could he listen to me? "

Jun Jiu has also heard about this matter, but she didn't pay much attention to it, because in her opinion, those who die are damned, no matter who the murderer is, there are naturally people who should take care of it, and she doesn't need to worry about it Xianxin, but now that Zhang Jiaguo is involved in this matter, she has to pay attention to it.

"Youwei, give me your phone."

"Why do you want a mobile phone?" Although Zhang Youwei was strange, he obediently took out the mobile phone from his school bag and gave it to him. It was because his father was promoted that he coaxed him to buy it for him. over him.

Jun Jiu didn't speak, and went directly to the browser page to search, and it didn't take long before she found what she wanted.

Zhang Youwei followed the trend and saw the video of the last victim being interviewed on the page, and it was this video that made the whole thing go in a weird direction.

"The video is very long, you don't need to watch the first part, I'll drag it to the end for you." Zhang Youwei has watched the video once, so he already has experience, "It's here, you should be mentally prepared, because it is so supernatural .”

Sure enough, not long after, the person facing the camera on the screen suddenly seemed to have his throat stuck, unable to speak a word, and then began to struggle desperately while grabbing his own throat, startling the reporters next to him. Dodging around, he finally fell to the ground, kicked his legs for a while with a flushed face, then completely quieted down and lost his anger.

Even after watching it once, Zhang Youwei still felt chills all over his body when he saw this scene, "Many people in the outside world interpreted this abnormality as a sudden illness, but the investigation results showed that he did not have any history of illness, Mr. Nine, do you think they may have been punished by heaven?"

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Jun Jiu, but saw that the other party's face was cold, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were looking at the phone without blinking.

"Jun Jiu, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Youwei was startled to see him like this.

Jun Jiu ignored him, but retreated to the original position after the video was played, and watched it again.

This time Zhang Youwei didn't watch with him anymore, stood beside him and swallowed his saliva, and then saw that Jun Jiu's expression became more and more unpredictable as time passed.

In the eyes of others, he is the one who directed and acted the people in the video from the initial pain to death, but in Jun Jiu's eyes, she can clearly see that there is a cloud of black energy that keeps dying It was tightly wrapped around his neck, and it didn't gradually dissipate until he died of breath.

"Call Uncle Zhang and ask him where he is now." Jun Jiu turned off the video and returned the phone to Zhang Youwei, still a little worried after all.

Although Jun Jiu guessed that this incident might be unusual from Zhang Youwei's description at the beginning, she never thought it would be a sneaky act, but in terms of its nature, this sneaky act has a sense of morality.

Zhang Youwei dialed Zhang Jiaguo's phone very obediently, and Zhang Jiaguo's anxious voice came from there immediately, "Youwei, what's the matter? I don't have time to talk to you right now."

Hearing this, Zhang Youwei immediately lip-synched Jun Jiu, "My dad said he was busy."

Seeing this, Jun Jiu immediately took the phone from him, and when she heard the faint sound of police sirens, she tensed up, "Uncle Zhang is me, where are you now?"

"It's Xiaojiu. Uncle Zhang is on duty right now, so he doesn't have time to chat with you guys. I'll talk to you in detail when I get back."

Seeing that Zhang Jiaguo was about to hang up the phone, Jun Jiu no longer hesitated, and directly expressed his guess, "Uncle Zhang, please investigate whether the three people who died were related to Zhou Yu's father's death, and based on this To determine how many people are still connected to this incident, I suspect that the next victim will appear soon."

As soon as Jun Jiu said this, the breathing on the phone became a little rough, and Zhang Jiaguo spoke again after a while, "You guessed it right, the three people who died were all there on the day Zhou Yu's father had an accident. The construction site, I just found out the connection when I checked the files, and just now we received a report that the driver, one of the first three victims, was missing."

Speaking of this, Zhang Jiaguo tightened his hands on the phone, he knew that he had said too much, far beyond the scope of what he should tell, but as long as he remembered the conversation with Jun Jiu at home last time, he would Involuntarily, he had a trust in this 15-year-old boy, and he continued to speak according to his own mind.

"The downstairs neighbor reported to the police an hour ago, saying that he heard a sudden scream from upstairs. He felt that something was wrong and called other neighbors to go upstairs and knock on the door together, but no one answered the door. We just adjusted the surveillance and found him It is true that he returned to the community after five o'clock in the evening and never came out again, but there was no sign of him at home."

"Driver?" Jun Jiu murmured repeatedly, then fell silent, as if thinking about something.

"Yes, and we have already investigated. This driver has nothing to do with the case of Zhou Yu's father, which overturns our previous guess." Zhang Jiaguo was also very upset because of this. This was his first job after being promoted. This case was unexpectedly so difficult.

"No, no."

Jun Jiu's determined voice came from the phone, which made Zhang Jiaguo's heart tremble. In the dark, he knew that he was very close to the truth, but inexplicably felt a trace of fear.

"Or, this driver has nothing to do with the case of Zhou Yu's father, but has something to do with Zhou Yu himself." Hearing this sentence, Zhang Jiaguo had already guessed what Jun Jiu was going to say in the next sentence. This too appalling conjecture broke out in a cold sweat, and then I heard Jun Jiu's calm and terrifying voice from the phone, "So, the murderer who killed Zhou Yu, have you brought to justice?"

(End of this chapter)