Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Watching the gradually stiff and pale body, she could not figure out why someone would kill her reclusive grandma.

Since her parents and grandfather passed away thirteen years ago, she has raised herself alone and has never offended anyone.

She didn't even have a neighbor, so it was impossible for her to have a conflict with anyone.

Still using such cruel methods.

She couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out at all.

Thirty-five degrees below zero.

After being in a daze for who knows how long in the forest, she finally came to her senses and chose to call the police.

The long wait is always endless. After three months, there has been no progress in grandma's case.

She found nothing but a plate of shotgun pellets scattered inside her body.

In order to find clues, she took steel balls and traveled around Europe where guns were sold.

Whether it's a regular sales outlet or the black market, as long as she can find a gun that matches the bullet, she plans to try it.

A young and beautiful woman, she met too many people with ulterior motives. Some wanted to defraud people of money and sex, and some wanted to defraud people for their organs.

After seeing it through several times and escaping several times, he was finally outnumbered and blocked into an alley by a group of villains armed with guns and with evil intentions.

Choose fate or innocence.

If her life is gone, let alone avenge her grandma, she won't even be able to reach a corner of the truth.

Taking off her clothes on her own initiative, she was pressed against the wall and watched as her disgusting laughter and heckles echoed in the alley.

Until Bai Ji'an appeared at the alley, with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, he asked expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"

The gangsters who were interrupted before they even started were very unhappy. They all picked up their firearms and walked toward Bai Ji'an, cursing.

He raised his gun and pointed it at the strong man's feet. With a faint muffled sound, blood spurted out from the exploded toe of the shoe!

You can hold a gun, but very few will actually shoot at people.

She was completely stunned when she saw the strange man who rushed up alone and knocked down eight thugs in two or three strokes without even getting stains on his clothes.

How could anyone make fighting moves so clean and neat?

Face to face, judging from his facial features, black eyes and black hair, he is Asian.

"Aren't you going to wear it?"

When she came to her senses, she was shocked when she realized that she was still naked.

"sorry!"

Subconsciously apologizing, she grabbed the clothes thrown on the ground and put them on one by one.

She put on her sweater and turned around to take a peek at the man who turned his back to her. She felt very strange.

She has seen too many people of all kinds, and no matter how well-behaved she is, she has never seen anyone who has no inner fluctuations when faced with other people's naked bodies.

Just now, he actually came over to talk to her directly. His expression and eyes were like seeing a monkey without clothes in the zoo.

Walking out of the black market and looking at the flowing Spree River, the man said: "I know him."

"know me?"

"No, I know the bullet in your hand."

The shocking words made her eyes wide open.

"Didn't you lie to me?"

"I have things I must do. I have no reason and no time to lie to you."

"Why do you know me?" She blinked and said in surprise: "You didn't save me by accident, right?"

The man looked at her in surprise and nodded: "I've been following you for two days, and you didn't notice it at all. It's incredible."

The rather blunt taunt made her quite embarrassed.

"Catharina."

The man looked at her speechlessly, causing her to not even know where to put her hands.

"What are you looking at? My name!"

"Why tell me?"

How strange!

"Introduce yourself, it will be easier to call you when we meet later."

"So you're going to believe me."

After calling the police, she waited at home for three months without any news. After that, she traveled around Europe and saw that half a year had passed and she still found nothing.

No matter what opportunity came her way, she would give it a try.

"Yes, I intend to believe you."

The man looked at the scenery on the other side and said calmly: "No wonder, it's reasonable."

The incomprehensible words left her confused.

"what do you mean?"

"No wonder you are being deceived everywhere like a headless fly. You can even believe the words of a bastard. A person who is almost insulted will immediately defect to me who rescued you. It is reasonable."

After pondering for a moment, she tilted her head and asked, "Where are you from?"

"China."

"Do you Chinese speak in such a roundabout way?"

"Not really."

"That means you're the one who beats around the bush."

"No, there are still people who just speak classical Chinese every day."

"What is classical Chinese?"

“You can understand it as a modern person speaking Old Russian to you.”

……

Suddenly the man spread his hands and said, "Since you choose to believe me, give me the thing."

Thinking he was going to take away the bullet, Catharina took a step back and covered her pockets.

"I don't want to take it away, I just want to take a closer look to see if I have the wrong person."

Swallowing nervously, she reassured herself that there was more than one steel ball in her hand.

After getting the steel ball and putting it between his fingers, Bai Ji'an squinted at it, and after a long while, he handed the thing back to her.

"Come with me."

As the man arrived at the best hotel in Berlin, he took out a sky blue clip from the room and handed it to her.

She immediately opened it and found it difficult to read the densely packed English inside.

She knows English, but only to the extent that she can have a fluent conversation and read slowly.

Suddenly a large number of complex sentence patterns were laid out in front of me on several pages, which was still very difficult.

"Read it slowly. After reading it, you will understand how difficult the enemy is. No matter how anxious you are, it will not help."

Reading slowly from the first line, it seemed that she had picked out the key points. The bullets of the shotgun, the model of the gun, and its appearance quickly appeared in front of her eyes.

Benelli M4 Super 90, a semi-automatic shotgun designed and produced by the Italian company Benelli.

After tracking for so long, she felt what the gun looked like. However, this type of shotgun is not uncommon on the market and can be used in many countries. It is extremely difficult to determine the scope of the murderer.

After flipping through two pages of gun information, the third page was a report cut from a newspaper about a vicious murder that occurred in central Russia.

"Shotgun shot to the right side of the face."

"Shotgun to the heart."

"3-4 steel balls were found in the brain, cerebellum and ventricle."

……

The hand holding the document trembled violently. She raised her head and said very excitedly: "Same as my grandma. The place where this person was shot is exactly the same as my grandma!"

"Don't be impatient, just keep reading."

"Victim: Jin Jiangxian, male, 46 years old, Korean, owner of Jiangyuan Printing Shop."

Looking at the place where he was killed, it was on the east side of the forest where grandma was killed.

However, according to police investigation, the hotel where the victim Jin Jiangxian stayed was located on the main street on the west side of the forest.

In other words, this man traversed thousands of meters in the snowstorm and walked straight into the depths of the endless forest.