Daqing Criminal Division

In the middle of the night, covered in blood.

The deep cut scar on his chest was still bloody and bloody. Duan Xiao was going to the medical clinic to knock on the door and said he wanted to heal his wounds. He might scare the doctor to death.

He could barely stand still in place at the moment.

But in the state of blood loss after being stabbed in the chest by the murderer, he couldn't last much longer.

But maybe it was because he had been prepared for a long time, or maybe he knew what the rain would bring, but Duan Xiao didn't express any surprise to him.

It was also in this situation that he just appeared in time, and the guy who rescued him didn't say much when he saw his pale face, and just stretched out a hand and said,

"Let's go."

When Fucharzi said this, his tone was quite straightforward.

He was originally a handsome man who was seven feet tall, strong and upright, and could be called handsome.

Unlike Duan Xiao, who used to be in a high position for a long time, so he used to be an adult man, his appearance and demeanor also have an indescribable heroism. The gesture of refusal comes.

He shouldn't be here tonight.

But who made him as good as Duan Xiao, who guessed that the murderer's past crime trajectory was exactly the same every time.

rain.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to believe that a cold-blooded and ruthless serial killer fears rain the most in his heart.

The government has arrested him in Songyang for many days without revealing his true face. Presumably he is a person who is very good at hiding his true face.

It was also this accident, which not only made the "Stone Bodhisattva" appear in their field of vision for the first time, but also conclusively verified the fact that the prisoner was indeed a transvestite.

Over the years, he has never exposed the slightest bit of himself, and pretending to be an ordinary person is a very common thing for that person.

Such a person is probably the truly difficult and dangerous criminal.

Because his motives for committing crimes are completely dominated by his perverted psychological state, under such an extreme psychological trend of revenge, he has a strong desire for revenge against everyone around him.

Especially in connection with the many scattered evidences collected before, this murder case has cast a layer of color that the truth will finally be revealed.

Both Fucha Erji and Duan Xiao knew that this person was extremely vigilant in committing crimes.

If he is not fully sure, once he is allowed to escape again, there may be similar murders happening next time.

Therefore, being able to lure him out again with a method of luring the snake out of the hole is the best way to catch the last trace of his grip.

——But what Fucharzi didn't expect was that the person in front of him would actually use this method to lure the perverted murderer.

This behavior made him feel a little crazy.

I even wonder if this person is really hopeless, or a complete lunatic.

So that he realized that maybe the 'Stone Bodhisattva' would appear again for the first time, he changed his mind and rushed here, saving this person again.

"Where are you going?"

His clothes were all wet, and he was only touching the wall behind him. Duan Xiao covered his wound and frowned. Seeing that the murderer ran away again, he just replied,

"Where else can I go? First, deal with the injury on your body. If it's difficult, let you bleed all your blood here."

"I'm still alive."

From the bottom of his heart, Duan Xiao, who didn't trust anyone at all, refused immediately.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Fucharzi asked a rhetorical question as he spoke.

"..."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'm not that pervert just now. What else can I do to you?"

This kind of words, this person is really shameless.

Duan Xiao was a little speechless for a moment.

I thought to myself, if it wasn't for the murderous 'Stone Bodhisattva' who suddenly appeared and has already run away, with this man who is full of nonsense and not afraid of death, it would be more suitable for him to be slashed twice by that perverted murderer disguised as a woman.

But left and right, he can't go back to Yizhuang immediately like this.

So the man covered in blood could only be pulled up from the rain by this man, and brought all the way back to his dilapidated detective room like a dead man on his back.

Because Duan Xiao's figure is not thin, it is really troublesome for a big man to lift another person up so abruptly.

It was also at this time that Duan Xiao, whose shoulder had been lifted up by the bastard like a big bag, noticed that his boots were covered with muddy water that had been driven all the way from elsewhere.

With him like this, Duan Xiao knew at a glance that tonight was not on the way.

I was afraid that I had expected something on the way, so I hurriedly stopped here, and just happened to witness the murderer appearing again and trying to kill someone, but this other person who saved people is punishing evil and promoting good, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring. This is what this person said talk.

"Tsk, it's really heavy. If I knew it earlier, I'd better inform the government and Zha Keshan to come and save people."

"...you can leave me now."

Duan Xiao, who opened his eyes and gave him a sideways glance, was expressionless.

"Ha, how good is this? I am a very good person. I punish the evil and promote the good. The righteousness is awe-inspiring. Saving people from suffering is also a merit."

Hearing that this thick-skinned man was still talking nonsense with him, Duan Xiao, who was seriously injured, didn't answer him, obviously he was fed up with going back and forth with this man.

Neither of them liked the other, and the accident tonight might be another accident.

On the way, the rain outside became more and more serious.

This guy Fucharzi took him back to his own place as expected.

I haven't seen it for a few days, but this place still looks like a "haunted house" like the first time Duan Xiao saw it before, even the messy weapon store and weird decorations underneath have not changed at all.

Two guys who were covered in blood in the middle of the night kicked open the door and walked in.

A thin layer of window paper was blown away by the wind behind him. Fortunately, candles were lit in the dark room, which prevented the fire in the room from being extinguished by the wind and rain outside.

During this process, Duan Xiao, who was gritting his teeth and covering his wound, could actually walk by himself.

So after arriving at the place to put him down, Fucharzi first found him a place to stay, then went upstairs to find some medicine boxes and bandages before coming down.

As far as I could see, there was a mess of coats and sundries lying on the ground.

Forget about a man like him, but there are one or two women's belly/handkerchiefs mixed in, it's really ridiculous/obscene/obscene, besides there are wine jars and some sloppy sundries It was a mess.

But because of the trauma of the skin and flesh on the chest, I am afraid that the bleeding must be stopped first.

Leaning on the side, Duan Xiao, whose lips were completely bloodless, also tore off his clothes by himself, exposing most of his chest, and raised his hand to cover the wound with a pale face, frowning, and then used a knife to get some bandages off.

"Do you have any other wound medicine here?"

Because the wound was still a little bit healed, Duan Xiao asked with his eyes closed a little weakly.

There was some cold sweat on his forehead, and his lips were pale.

But the expression was very calm, and there was no trace of panic in the eyes, and in such a state of blood loss, people couldn't help but look at Jiyan's originally ugly face that people had never been interested in looking at.

Looking at it this way, Duan Xiao is actually not ugly.

On the contrary, he is still an unforgettable man at a glance, his aura is not like ordinary people, like distant mountains and rivers, a man who only looks at the candlelight with expressionless eyes and makes people look at him.

Except for the red scar that ruined his face.

He had a grown man's face that was not uncommon for ordinary people.

The bridge of the nose is straight, thin and tall, the lip color is a little light, but the eyebrows are a bit cold, the eyes are stained with the bonyness of the superior, and the lips are thin.

That pair of eyelids, which are always said to be cruel, are raised, and they are born with a pair of extremely scheming eyes. His bearing, heart, and planning are the most wonderful things about this person.

Without this weird and ugly scar, he would have been a very handsome and attractive man.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Fucharzi looked back, saw him in such pain again, and also refused to use ordinary wound medicine, so he asked,

"Can't you use this medicine? What else do you want?"

"I'm sick, so I can't use too many medicines that contain Caowusan and Datura flowers to stop bleeding and numb the wound. I can't just use these medicines that affect people's mental state."

Duan Xiao replied.

"..."

These words made Fucharzi a little unexpected.

He couldn't help but turn his head and carefully looked up and down the circle. Everything was normal on the outside, even more calm and stable than the average person. Duan Xiao didn't ask too many questions for a while, so he went to help him find some other things. And the medicine that Caowusan came.

It was also because of the turmoil, that the rescuers and the rescued were able to settle down here completely.

"Hey, go on."

Because the hemostatic medicine was mostly mixed with some numbness and pain-relieving effects, and it was hard to find, Fuchaerji threw a few bottles of medicine to him from the side.

Duan Xiao, who was half down on the ground, took it with his hands and quickly stopped the bleeding.

Four or five medicine bottles with the plugs pulled out fell at the feet of the two of them. He wiped the edge of the painful bleeding port and blocked the edge of the blood vessel with a steady hand.

Ordinary people have already lost their minds when they encountered such a thing tonight.

But maybe it's because he's already used to life and death, Duan Xiao's series of behaviors are so calm and proficient.

Seeing this, Fucharzi, who seemed to be familiar with dealing with this kind of trauma, took the stitches from the attic and wiped it on the edge of the candle flame, then handed it to him and let him deal with the wound.

Regarding this, Duan Xiao didn't want to bother anyone, so he borrowed a place from him to clean up his trauma.

It was almost an hour later, when Duan Xiao, who was attacked by the murderer, healed the wound, and then he was sure that he escaped from danger at the 'Stone Bodhisattva' tonight.

It's just that he was stabbed, but it can't be said that the gain outweighs the loss.

The same is true, when he appeared tonight, Fuchaerzi, who scared away the man just now with that half-male, half-female mask, also made the last deduction about the murderer together with Duan Xiao.

During the process, Duan Xiao, who had already bandaged the wound and seemed to be in good condition, was the first witness.

This is the only best witness who can give the physical appearance of the real murderer and verify all the previous personality tests about the criminal.

Tonight is actually the last chance to solve the case.

Because tomorrow is when Rui Qiong's body will be buried, once the 'bi' limit is passed, I'm afraid that the real murderer will really get away with it.

It was also in this situation that Duan Xiao saw for the first time what Fuchaerzi was actually good at solving crimes.

"Duan Wuzuo, have you heard of psychological profiling?"

Fucharzi asked him lightly while crossing his hands like this.

"No."

Duan Xiao narrowed his eyes.

"Psychological profiling originated from the Tang Dynasty, when the heart was used to distinguish reason, the heart determines the thoughts in the brain, and then affects the behavior. It outlines the appearance of the murderer with behavioral judgments, infers his psychological state, and analyzes his character. , living environment, occupation and growth background, etc., so as to guide a method to solve the case.”

"Children, adults, women, everyone's behavior can be judged from this method, and the 'stone Bodhisattva' is exactly the same."

"This person is very inferior and irritable. He always has great resistance to his own appearance, so the mask I wear reminds him of his unbearable appearance."

"He thought his disguise was perfect, but he has exposed his greatest weakness, which is his own mental illness. This is the biggest evidence of his crime."

"There is no flawless murderer in this world. It's like splashing dirt on a piece of white paper that was originally intact. Even if the technique is clever, it will inevitably leave ink marks."

"If he is the real murderer, he will definitely leave evidence of his own murder in his actions."

"These traces will be the evidence of the crime in the court in the future."

This was the first time the two had sat face to face and communicated in this way.

Both of them are very smart and calm people, it is not an exaggeration to say that living in this world, they are used to reading people's hearts.

Fucharzi was used to reasoning.

Duan Owl is obviously good at observation.

If it weren't for what happened tonight, this contest on solving the case would have lasted for a while.

In the night, there were only two huanghuali chairs that could barely be human in the entire detective room, so the two of them had to sit facing each other, with a low table full of physical evidence placed in the middle.

On the table is a painted plum blossom lantern.

There are some miscellaneous books on the bottom to separate the eyes of the two. It is also under this premise that the two people who have different auras from each other suddenly said together,

"I already have a murderer in my heart."

"I also have a murderer in my heart."

Under the candlelight, facing the physical evidence and confessions on the table full of late-night detectives, the two said this sentence in unison.

Fuchaerzi and Duan Xiao looked up at each other.

But he understands that the person in the other party's heart is exactly what he thinks in his heart.

The nameless competition about this murder case came to an end, and they did not decide whether to win or lose, but they had jointly reached the correct answer about who the murderer was.

Because they already understood that the real culprit in the strange murder of the Songyang Stone Bodhisattva was——