Baxian Hotel

I placed the photos that the Captain Zhao gave me on the table one by one, and turned around to look at the few people by the table and said, "That's all the current situation here is. Other than the third scene, the other two have no fingerprints or footprints. The third person might have one, but he's currently unable to match it. "

Mao Babao also had a serious face. "Kill one to get their flesh, kill two to get their blood, and kill three to get their skin. This Triple Murder for Life, is either a continuation of life or the transformation of a greater demon, and isn't something that the police can do. "

Hamborg scratched his head and asked: "Let Mr Mao think of a way, wouldn't it suffice to ask the soul of these three ladies?"

Mao Babao curled his lips: "Do you think that the Underworld is something our family owned? If you say so, then go.

I lightly knocked on the table, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me first put it this way. This time, I said I was serving the people, so I don't think the cost will be much." Who wants to come with me? "

Gouer slapped the table and stood up, "Fourth Boss, based on your words, I'm not used to these people committing crimes and bringing harm to others! "What are you doing, peeling and slicing? What is this …"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Hun'er reached out to pull her down, and said to me with a bitter face, "Fourth Boss, we are not that good this year, and this is the fifth year ~"

I nodded. "Yes, you do." Gouer and her wife must go out every five years, otherwise there would be extremely serious consequences. It's not easy for them to cultivate. I don't want to interfere in their business because of this.

The two of them had just finished talking, and Bao Mu was frowning as he looked at me, "Fourth Boss, that place is called the Yin Yang Eyes, a place where even the Protector Immortals do not go, I …"

"Fourth Boss, I'm going! Such a fun thing, you have to bring me along! " Hamborg's face was full of excitement, as he pulled Mao Babao along: "Don't you think so, Mr Mao?"

As they were talking, Brother Tao the chef brought out a large pot with a lid and said, "It's time to start the meal. It's time to start the meal. We will talk as we eat."

"Brother Tao, what's so delicious today? So happy? " I teased him. This fat old man loved to tease me.

Brother Tao placed the pot in the middle of the table and suddenly exposed the contents of it.

"Ugh ~ ~ ~"

After coming back from Wang Baqi's house, I hadn't had a proper sleep. After sleeping for a full day, there were seventeen or eighteen missed calls on my phone, all from Director Duan and Captain Zhao. There were even seven or eight text messages mixed in the middle, all of them same.

When I drove Hamborg and the rest to the Criminal Police Division, two and a half corpses were already lying on the medical examiner's bed. The reason why they said two and a half was because the way they died was exactly the same as the first three. One was skinned alive, one was dried out, and the other was cut into three big boxes ~ ~ ~ However, the three dead were all men. In addition, the one who had been cut was like Wu Xiqing, also missing for a period of time.

"The Captain Zhao looked at me listlessly. He hasn't slept for more than thirty hours and the three of them basically have no relationship with each other. If I must say, the age, height, and build of the three female corpses are all the same. The age, height, and size of the male corpses are all similar. Another point was that the three male and three female corpses were close to the place where they were killed. Now I don't know if the murderer is coming in the same way, or if he has other ideas. "

I turned and looked at Mao Babao: "Mr Mao, you're talking about the Triple Murder for Life, while the Sixth Murder."

Mao Babao ignored me, and frowned as he marked the locations of the three male victims on the map. After marking them together, they formed a perfect triangle, which was exactly one block smaller than the one where he found the three female corpses.

Just as we were looking at the map and racking our brains, Hamborg suddenly said, "The first round is about killing women, the second round is about killing men. If there's a third round, wouldn't that mean we're both male and female?"

Male and female? Male and female? No man, no woman!

I snatched the red pen from Mao Babao's hand and wrote a few lines on the map. I drew a straight line in the middle of each location where the victims were found, and the intersection of the six straight lines just so happened to be a building. And that building was exactly the place where we had eaten the hotpot rice just now!

Wang Baqi!

Standing at Wang Baqi's doorstep, I thumped loudly on the door but no one replied me after knocking more than ten times. If not for the clicks of my slippers, I would have been kicked open the door by Hamborg. After a long while, Wang Baqi's voice finally came out unhurriedly, "Who is it? It's late at night. How about knocking on the door and reporting your funeral? "

"I, Xia Siche, open the door!" I am not in the mood to knock on the door

He's here, he's here ~ ~ Fourth Boss, it's almost ten o'clock, why are you running here so late in the night ~ ~ ~ Aiya ~ ~ ~

Just as the door opened a crack, I pushed open the door and rushed in, pushing Wang Baqi who was wearing a towel over his face. Hamborg, Mao Babao and Captain Zhao followed suit and entered the room, scaring Wang Baqi who had wrapped a towel around his body again and again, "Aiya, how did you three break in like this? Heavens, there was even a stranger! How are we going to let this grandaunt meet people in the future! "

I hated him so much that I wanted to stick a piece of tape to his mouth. [I came to save him out of goodwill, but in the end, it was still not enough to embarrass me.]

The four of them searched through Wang Baqi's house. Other than a few pieces of female undergarments, they did not find anything else unusual. However, these things that appeared in Wang Baqi's room could not be considered unusual.

I carried Wang Baqi onto the sofa and asked him in all seriousness, "Have you found any stalker following you recently?"

Wang Baqi wrapped the bath towel around his chest and then extended his orchid shaped fingers to stroke his hair. "Un! You dare!? Who would dare? Aunt, kill him! "

I took the photo out of my pocket and tossed it to him.

Wang Baqi picked up three and rushed into the toilet. After a while, he came out with a green face and asked with a bitter face, "Fourth Boss, are these the new dishes that our store wants?"

"New my ass ~ ~" I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I looked at him. "I'm just telling you, something has happened in this district recently. Be on guard against strangers."

After leaving Wang Baqi's house, the four of them sat in the car and smoked their cigarettes. I asked Mao Babao: "Mr Mao, these three lives were exchanged for three lives, what about six lives?"

Mao Babao shook his head: "Triple Murder for Life is already considered heaven-defying, six kills ~ ~ without mentioning anything else, to operate these two things at the same time is no longer something that can be accomplished with two times the effort and effort. Furthermore, combining both time and place is definitely not as simple as 1 + 1. "

Captain Zhao interrupted: "You guys keep saying that these three murders are for life, can you give me an explanation?"

Mao Babao laughed: "It's actually very simple, for example, if a rich family's child is about to die, the family would find an expert to practice, kill three men of the same sex with the child's age and figure, then take their flesh, skin, and bones, refine their soul, and use these things to send their essence energy into the children of a rich family, so that the family could extend the child's life. But of course, there are also Diremonsters who use this sort of method when they attempt to transform their bodies.

Captain Zhao was dumbstruck when he heard it.

I patted his shoulder, "Captain Zhao, if you don't believe me, there's nothing to it." There are some things that science can't explain. Anyways, I've already agreed to take care of this matter, so you just wait and see. "

Seeing that Captain Zhao was skeptical, I didn't bother with him anymore. I continued to ask Mao Babao, "Mr Mao, let's not talk about the location and location. You said earlier that this is the Yin Yang Eyes. Then, is there a need to pay attention to this exchange of lives? "

"Of course there is. Any matter that defies the will of the heavens must be done in the early hours of the night, when one's yang energy is at its weakest. Furthermore, there are at least two types of Yin, Yin, Yin, and Yin. If there is someone else with a Yin Body, it would be even better. " Mao Babao muttered to himself for a moment, before continuing, "I checked the birthdays of all three girls, and found that they were all Yin bodies, but these three young men all have pure Yang bodies, which I do not understand. Especially in these cloudy years, there haven't been any such coincidental days. At the very least, there definitely haven't been any in the past two months. "

Captain Zhao turned around and interjected, "Let me provide you with a clue. I found it when I was bored. The three girls were found in a clockwise order, consistent with the time of their deaths. The three boys had been found in anti- clockwise order, consistent with the time of their deaths. The only difference was the way they did it. The girls were killed in the order of shredding, bleeding, and skinning. The boys were killed in the order of skinning, bleeding, and mashing. Is this information useful? "

"The female main character follows the Yang sequence, the male main character follows the Yin sequence ~ ~ this ~" Looking at the blank expression on Mao Babao's face, I had already gotten my answer. Just as he was about to find another topic to resolve the awkward situation, an inhuman scream suddenly came from not too far away!

The place where the scream came from was less than a hundred meters away from our car. It was a hot pot stall, and by the time the four of us ran over, it was already surrounded by people. In the middle of the room, there was a small table. In the middle of the table, there was a pot that was currently boiling. Next to the pot, there were four cooking plates.

Not far from the small table, there was a tattooed man crouching and shivering on the ground. It seemed that he was the unlucky fellow who had just scooped out his finger from the pot.

Mao Babao looked at me with a rare expression of fear. I understood what he meant: The seventh kill had arrived.