Daming King of Punishment

Song Wuya's brows became even more gloomy. It's not that he has never heard of such a frenzied thing, but it's just that he encountered it himself, and he really couldn't be happy about it.Such a death is nothing more than the greatest insult to a woman, and the murderer's behavior is absolutely heinous.

"When did the last person die?" Song Wuya almost gritted his teeth and asked this sentence.

"Five days ago." Situ Wen seemed to be very concerned about this case, and would be able to answer Song Wuya's question very quickly.

"Okay! I'll go to the government office to check the case right away." Song Wuya got up immediately and went outside.

Serial killings, in this short period of one month, eight people were killed, this is already a very serious matter.

"Brother Wuya! What happened? You don't look right!" After Bai Zhuo was woken up by Song Wuya, he was not happy at first, but when he saw the expression on Song Wuya's face, he immediately understood that things were not simple .

He didn't dare to be wordy anymore, changed his clothes immediately, and followed Song Wuya to the mansion.Situ Yi, the magistrate, was not around, and the officials in the government office were not lazy either.It can be seen that they still respect Situ Yi, otherwise they would have deserted by this time.

"Hey! Young Master Song, Young Master Bai! When did you two come back from the capital?"

Song Wuya and Bai Zhuo had just appeared on the government office, and the head catcher who was listening to the reports from the servants immediately greeted Song Wuya and Bai Zhuo.

With this greeting, those yamen servants and arresters immediately turned their heads and looked behind.

"Young Master Song, you are finally back!"

Song Wuya's sudden appearance made the officials and police officers present, not to mention how excited they were.

Song Wuya nodded at the crowd and said, "I rushed over as soon as I heard about the case. Now, please show me everything related to this case."

Without the slightest nonsense, when they came here, Song Wuya ordered them directly.Bai Zhuo also returned to his post, doing what he should do.

Those yamen servants didn't have any nonsense, and immediately explained the matter, and soon everything Song Wuya wanted was on his desk.

For this case, Song Wuya attached great importance to it. Such frequent killings must be stopped as soon as possible, because he already had a premonition in his heart that someone would die here soon.

Regarding this case, Song Wuya was very puzzled.He really couldn't understand why this Songjiang Mansion was so troublesome, and why such a serial murder occurred at this time.He couldn't figure it out, this was too strange, after all, it had been more than half a year since Situ Yi came to Songjiang to take office, but during this half day, Songjiang's cases continued one after another.

Just as he was thinking about this matter, a yamen servant outside the door ran in in a panic.

"Total arrest, the ninth one!"

"What?" As the servant's voice fell, everyone in the government office was shocked.

Even Song Wuya got up suddenly, looked up and looked outside.Earlier, he had a faint feeling in his heart that this case would definitely not end here, and five days had passed since the last time the deceased was found, which made him feel that it was very likely that the murderer would do evil again in the near future, but she did not expect Yes, the murderer was so fast.

"Hurry up and take us to the scene!" Almost without thinking, Song Wuya immediately walked outside and greeted the yamen servant.

The yamen servant was panting, obviously he was rushing back, but now that Song Wuya said so, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately led a few people out of the yamen.

Soon, in a secluded alley in the north of the city, a group of yamen servants were looking at the corpse of a woman with sad faces.

A heavy snowfall a few days ago had turned the entire Songjiang Mansion into a sea of ​​snow. Song Wuya looked at these people in the alley and walked in immediately.

"Who found the dead man?"

Hearing this inquiry, a yamen servant immediately reported: "Return to Master, it's him."

Song Wuya's eyes followed the trend, but he saw a man with a panicked expression curled up in the corner of the wall.

"This big brother." Song Wuya walked over and asked in a harmonious voice: "How did you find the deceased?"

The man was thin and thin, wrapped in a cotton coat that wasn't considered fat, his face was pale at the moment, seeing the shock before, he was going crazy now.

Fortunately, he did not lose his intelligence, otherwise, Song Wuya might have missed something important.

"I came out of the casino! Urinary emergencies came, and I saw the dead man just as I unbuttoned my pants."

The man's answer was very simple, and Song Wuya also took advantage of the trend to look under him, and indeed saw the ice crystals condensed on the thick cotton trousers.

"Take him down first to change clothes. In such a cold day, you just have the heart to watch him suffer from the cold?" Song Wuya said angrily to the yamen servants, no matter how you say it, this is not right.

Hearing these words, those few people immediately frowned, obviously a little bit surprised by Song Wuya's order.However, the yamen servant who had a lot of contact with Song Wuya in the past, knew Song Wuya's character, and immediately stepped forward and dragged the man whose legs were already numb from fear, and left here.

"How many of you went over to check the corpse?" Song Wuya asked looking at the two rows of footprints on the ground.

The two yamen servants immediately stepped forward and said, "I waited for the two to check on the deceased. What surprised me was that no other footprints were found around here."

Song Wuya had noticed this before, so he asked how many people had approached that corpse.At this moment, his brows were tightly frowned, his face was gloomy, he didn't say anything, but slowly checked the snow on the ground.After a long time, when he got close to the deceased, he couldn't help but sighed.

"There is not a single footprint on the entire ground, not even the footprints of the deceased, as if she appeared here out of thin air." This is the reason why Song Wuya frowned, which is too weird. Compared with the case of the imperial concubine Yifei, it is even more difficult for him to see through.

Everyone was in an uproar, and Bai Zhuo, like Song Wuya, took a closer look at the ground, only to find that the snow here was just after the snow, and it had never been stepped on by anyone, nor had it been repaired as it should be. , this corpse really seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Brother Wu Ya, how is this possible! Could it be that she died here before it snowed?" Bai Zhuo looked at Song Wuya in surprise.

Song Wuya also doubted this point, but he has now denied this guess, because there is still snow under the body of the deceased, and it is basically the same as that on the ground.Moreover, he briefly checked the deceased, and found that the deceased died last night, and she did appear here just now.

Song Wuya looked back at Bai Zhuo and said, "Brother Bai! Write down everything I say next."

Hearing this, Bai Zhuo's face became serious, and he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately made preparations.

"Female, over [-] years old, with a good face and messy clothes. She was raped before her death. There was blood spitting out of the mouth. The fatal injury was caused by a blunt instrument at the heart. The sternum was broken and pierced into the heart and died."

When Song Wuya said this, his eyes became serious again, because the woman's plump chest was already pitch black at this moment, and the wound caused by the blunt instrument was very regular, looking like a fist mark.The sternum pierced the skin from the wound, and there was a surplus of an inch.

The deep depression is shocking to watch.

"Immediately check other places outside the alley, and report immediately if you find any footprints!" Song Wuya immediately ordered the yamen servants, "Also check carefully on this wall. In addition, immediately start investigating the identity of the deceased!"

After giving all these orders, Song Wuya still didn't want to leave. His eyes were serious, and he began to look around carefully.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Song Wuya's eyes focused, and not far from the dead, a single withered yellow leaf fell on the snow. He immediately walked over and slowly picked up the leaf.Holding up the leaves, I looked at them in the sun for a long time, and finally put them down. "Bring it back."

"Leaves?"

This kind of behavior made them puzzled. The dead man was still lying here, but Song Wuya asked them to take the leaf back. Isn't this a joke?

However, although these yamen servants were somewhat puzzled, they still did not ask back.

Just when they stepped forward to bring the dead back, Song Wuya was startled suddenly, and suddenly exclaimed: "Wait! I have to check again!"

Suddenly, everyone was shocked by their positions. Song Wuya's solemn expression made them feel a glimmer of hope.

But Song Wuya didn't talk nonsense, and immediately returned to the side of the deceased, squatted on the ground, and carefully inspected the contours around the deceased.The shape of the deceased's limbs was reflected in Song Wuya's eyes. His eyes turned slightly, and he had a guess in his heart for a moment, and his eyes immediately looked at the deceased's feet.

That pair of exquisite shoes is absolutely expensive, obviously this woman is not a woman from an ordinary family.

Chapter 1 The Flying Murderer

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However, no matter how beautiful the shoes are, it doesn't matter to Song Wuya.Because what he cares about at this moment is not the identity of the deceased, because the yamen servant can quickly find out the identity of the deceased, but what he pays attention to now is the snow under the feet of the deceased's shoes.