Daqing Criminal Division

When Duan Xiao first came back from Yizhuang, he didn't notice that someone had also returned.

At night, there seemed to be no one else outside the temporary mansion of Chuzhou Mansion, and he walked slowly through the opposite corridor by himself, and there was no extra movement.

In the middle of the night, the weather is a bit chilly.

There are some not dense bamboos in the garden, which are blocking the back wall, blocking all the sight of the past.

But just as he was thinking about the case and walked to a certain place, Duan Xiao looked up and saw a person sitting in the dark under the dark beam, sitting motionless.

His first reaction was who was it, that he sat in this kind of place like a ghost.

But after recovering and realizing who this person was, Duan Wuzuo himself paused.

Not far away, that person seemed to have seen him too, and Duan Xiao didn't take the initiative to speak when he saw this.

He has always been extremely self-disciplined.

Whether it is a personal habit developed over the years or something else, Duan Xiao can perfect all the details about himself, and no one can find a single problem.

But he is such a person with extreme personality and extreme pursuit of perfection. He doesn't like half mistakes in the things he has preset.

Either don't do everything, or you must do it to the extreme.

Such as the handwriting that he has been accustomed to for many years, the cleanliness of his nails and hands, and his smile when dealing with people, he can achieve an almost morbid but self-restraining cleanliness and self-discipline.

Flat and steady, with a plan in mind but hidden.

Strive for the golden mean, and also aim for the way of balance, which is why he has been strict with himself for so many years.

It is also because he can only live in this kind of self-discipline and sobriety all the time, so that he will not be told by those people back then and eventually become a lunatic.

He originally thought that no one would be able to break all this, but he didn't expect that someone would appear just like that.

The two of them have no similarities in temperament, thinking, or handling methods, and they even look at each other a little bit disliked from time to time.

In the past, Duan Xiao should have ignored such people.

After all, a well-behaved person lives like this pretending to be crazy and stupid all day long. Although he has talents and abilities, he is not a person who can truly care about the world or take responsibility.

But he and this person are not compatible.

There are some words that are not speculative, but he also respects anyone in his heart, especially someone who can be called an opponent by him.

Opponent—that's the word, which made Duan Xiao, who was about to turn around and leave just now, pause for a moment.

During the day, they didn't have time to run into each other.

But Fucha Erji has only just come back, but it also shows that there may be some problems with the case over there.

Right now, both of these two people have problems with their respective cases, and both of them have encountered bottlenecks, so there is no need for dinner.

So, at this moment when they ran into each other here in the middle of the night without sleeping, Duan Xiao and Fucha Erji remembered this incident again.

But the two of them are not the kind of people who can take the initiative to chat. After doing this, they can only look at the sky together.

In this regard, Fucharzi, who was alone like a 'ghost' at the end, seemed to understand this.

He didn't want to talk to Duan Xiao at first.

He just wanted to think about the daytime case here alone before going back, but just when he thought the other party would have nothing to say to him before this time, he heard the man speak.

"Want to have supper?"

Quite suddenly, Duan Xiao said this.

"Oh, would you please?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a little strange. Fucha Erji, who never expected that someone like Duan Xiao would say such a thing, looked at him and asked back.

"going or not?"

"Go, since it's Duan Wu's treat, of course I'm going, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient..."

He spoke casually in such a smooth manner, and even stood up and stretched himself.

Fuchaerzi, who had never been so easy to please in eight lifetimes, had the cheek to be rude to him, and actually got up from that dark place alone shaking like a very "flattered" person.

But the two of them were originally the kind of people who didn't care too much about other people's opinions once they wanted to do something.

So I went out to find a place to eat supper, so I came out of the Chuzhou mansion where I was temporarily staying, and walked in the street market at night.

On the street, there was a bang of clappers.

It was very dark, but the lights of this state capital were shining above the two of them.

At this moment, there are still two or three hours before the curfew tonight, and there are still some snacks spread out on the street.

There is a lantern hanging under the soap step supported by a long blue bamboo stick, which is called facing the light of the lunar eclipse. The small shop is next to the water and illuminates the side, reflecting the figures of people passing by, which also makes the night not so deep and long. .

Because it belongs to the south of the Yangtze River, the locals in Chuzhou love to eat eggs in sugar water and glutinous rice fermented glutinous rice, and this is the most popular dish in the market.

This kind of thing that can only be used as a snack on weekdays is not very full.

But it was a little cold at night, and it was a great enjoyment to have a bowl of sweet egg fermented glutinous glutinous rice for one person at this hot stall.

At that moment, Fuchaerzi and Duan Xiao sat down and ordered a bowl, but they didn't catch up to take it back, but sat at the food stall and ate together.

During the process, the two sat neither far nor close, and didn't say anything else during the process, mainly talking about the case.

Duan Xiao didn't like to eat these things in the first place, so he just touched them with a spoon and put them down.

He also noticed this scene, knew that he had called him out, and Fucharzi, who must still want to talk about something serious, opened his mouth.

Just talking about the case formally, these two sorted out the whole morning's affairs, and Duan Xiao, who had stayed in Yizhuang so far in the morning, also talked about the preliminary autopsy results on his side.

"Foot fetish?"

After hearing Duan Xiao mention that the four girls are all girls with small feet with the same size, and the murderer is very likely to be a person with special hobbies, he also agrees.

Because in the south of the Yangtze River, foot-binding has been common since ancient times.

Not to mention anything else, although this dynasty clearly prohibits it, some men's unilateral fantasies about women's footbinding have been repeatedly prohibited.

So thinking of this, and contacting myself to infer the psychological state of the murderer at the beginning, Fucharji also raised his hands and said lazily,

"Just like some people like calligraphy and some people like painting, it is of course no problem for a person to have some ordinary preferences, but if they develop into pathologies over time, or in between, there are other reasons that cause such special Likes are often not satisfied, and it is easy to become a disease."

"Although women's feet are not allowed to be bound in this dynasty, in ancient times, this sleeping shoe was said to be a woman's chastity. If you keep your red sleeping shoes, you can keep your chastity."

"This person doesn't necessarily like and care about feet, but a woman's chastity. In his eyes, this is the most alluring thing, or what motivates him to commit crimes."

This is true.

Because abnormal crimes in behavior and personality are mostly the most intuitive reflection of a person's innermost psychological state.

The more crazy he cared about something in his heart, the more he wanted to destroy something. Presumably, it was this kind of morbid fantasy that prompted the perverted murderer in red sleeping shoes to commit murders again and again.

"So, I have also recorded these things in the file, but there is one thing I don't understand very well for the time being."

Duan Xiao spoke with a flat face.

"what?"

Fucha asked.

"Ma Fenghuang has bayberry sores, but it's not her original disease. I think it should be left to her by the murderer when she raped her for the last time. But if the murderer had bayberry sores, why didn't Zhang Meichu and Ruan Xiaoyi have them?"

"..."

"The four cases were separated by more than a month, and the Caosun family was not raped in the middle, so it is impossible to determine whether something happened to the murderer during this period, and whether he was infected in the middle, but I always feel that this bayberry sore and Ma Fenghuang's Death is an unusual place, or a place that shouldn't be there."

This is a point that Duan Xiao hasn't figured out since the afternoon.

He felt that this was a bottleneck, and he had to fully see through the most important point of this case for the time being.

As a result, Fucha Erji didn't make a sound at first, but suddenly said after thinking about it,

"I actually encountered a problem related to Ma Fenghuang's death during the day today."

"what."

Duan Xiao glanced at Fucha Erji.

It turned out that the other party who had indeed encountered a bottleneck today gave him such an answer with arms folded.

"Ma Zixiu and I caught three suspects who might have killed Zhang Meichu during the day, but on the way, another news came from the Chuzhou County Yamen, and now the inference has been overturned."

It turned out that Fuchaerzi and Ma Zixiu didn't come back at noon during the day.

In fact, there is a reason.

What happened in the morning under the noses of all the people in Dongchengmen should have restored part of the truth about the murder that happened on the night of the Ghost Festival.

Because of this, Ma Zixiu ran back to the yamen, and hurriedly adjusted the night watch record at the east gate of that night.

And found out all the Chuzhou people who had entered the city from outside the city when they were in the wild chicken, and put aside the issue of gender and origin, and finally locked in three people.

The three main suspects involved in this murder case were basically locked on a man between the ages of 40 and [-] who lived in the local area for a long time.

Because the female corpse was found with multiple traces of rape.

Moreover, according to the initial autopsy results, the murderer needed a certain amount of physical strength to strangle and kill a living person, so young and middle-aged men in this age group were the most suspected criminals.

It just so happened that these three suspects were all in Chuzhou at the moment, so they were first called to the government for questioning.

When they came, Ma Zixiu specially found a quiet small room in the torture room of the yamen for interrogation, and summoned three people in order.

As a detective who was recruited by the government to help solve the case, Fucha Erzi followed in.

As soon as he walked in, he watched the three suspects from the sidelines and sat with Ma Zixiu in the interrogation room of the torture room, and watched the three suspects in different clothes come in for questioning.

Generally speaking, this is a common case-handling method used by the government during torture.

The narrower and darker the interrogation environment, the more psychologically oppressive it can be for prisoners who have not yet confessed.

Because it is only at the early stage of collecting evidence, not counting the final interrogation by the magistrate, so these three people also have different expressions on their faces.

Among them, the first one to come in was Yang Qingbing, a grocer who lived in Chuzhou, who was said to have returned home from Linxian that night, but missed the city gate.

He is [-] years old this year, with a slightly white and fat face, short hands and strong shoulders. He is a rough and powerful man who is always out of the house and may commit murder.

His family has already married a wife and had children, and it is said that he also has a mother.

According to his confession, that night, he appeared at the gate of the city about a moment after the time of the barren chicken.

At that time, he told the guards from a distance that he had gone to a neighboring county to get some old tea leaves two days ago, and he even said that it was his mother's birthday in the morning and he had to rush home.

But he was unable to enter the city in the end because the curfew had passed.

Just because of this he missed his mother's birthday, and now talking about it, he couldn't help being wronged, so he trembled and said,

"This, this...Master Guancha, Mr. Detective, this is really wronged. I am a grassroots person, and it is absolutely impossible for me to do such a thing of killing and destroying corpses!"

"Don't be in a hurry to cry out for injustice, why do you say that you are wronged in detail?"

He patted the table in the interrogation room of the yamen, and the policeman also frowned and asked a question carefully.

"Yes, because I rushed back from Lin County that night. At that time, my mother was in a hurry to celebrate her birthday. Cao Min had to travel all night because of this matter. Her feet were blistered with blisters. It is still not healed. You If you don't believe me, you can go to the Chencha Manor in the neighboring county and ask me where I was at noon on the Ghost Festival, and then ask the master who picked up the blisters in the medical center in the state capital and asked me if I went there to get medicine the next day..."

Yang Qingbing answered these words carefully and perfectly.

The salesman is used to doing business in various places, and he knows everyone when he is outside. He has found witnesses and physical evidence, but the owner of the Chen Tea Manor and the master of the medical center were his acquaintances, and the various confessions need to be investigated carefully.

It's just that according to the need to carry the corpse when the case happened, he often has to pull a cart to sell goods, so the suspicion that it is very easy to hide the corpse is not small.

At the same time, Fucharji was not in a hurry to judge whether he had the motive to kill, but signaled Ma Zixiu to call in the second suspect first.

The second one is Fu Sunxian who came to various prefectures to open a roadside market by himself after Fa's wife died four years ago, and did some calligraphy and painting business with others.

Unlike Yang Qingbing, Fu Sunxian is seven in his thirties this year, and he came here wearing this short jacket.

He looks thin and has a bit of literary air, his temper looks gentle and polite, and he is even weaker, his hands and feet are fluffy and feeble, as if he has no strength to restrain a chicken at all.

He used to draw some meticulous paintings for people from time to time in the city.

That night, he also came to the city gate around the time when the chicken was barren. As for why he came back late, he said that someone invited him to paint fan paintings before the Ghost Festival.

"Draw a fan? Is there someone who can testify for you?"

Ma Zixiu asked again with a straight face.

"No, no... But the fan that I finished painting that day and brought back the fan bones is at home. If the official servant doesn't believe it, you can go to my house to check..."

This confession, like Yang Qingbing's, has yet to be verified.

But Fu Sunxian also said later that he suffered from heart disease in the past, and he couldn't lift his shoulders or hands. He had to take medicine every day, and it was impossible for him to commit such a murder.

As he spoke, the suspect named Fu Sunxian tremblingly pointed to his lips.

Ma Zixiu and Fuchaerji saw that this shriveled and weak scholar had purple lips and a slightly blue face.

A pair of goldfish eyes are more white than black, but it seems to have a heart disease that has not healed for many years.

As for the third one named Gong San, he was originally a 24 who specialized in collecting debts for others.

I heard that when it comes to women's sex, she has always acted recklessly, and she has a history of adultery with civilian women.

That night, the reason he returned to the city so late was because he was hanging out with other people. This bastard-like thing in the market didn't say a word, so he blushed and shouted injustice.

"My lords, I can't say this, but that night grass, the grass people made an appointment with a widow in the neighboring county at night to see her embroidered veils, and she came back late. I have to leave early, that whore But he insisted on keeping me, and only forced me to come back after the curfew, if I lied half of the time and committed this murderous crime, I will be struck by lightning!"

Each of these three people said with certainty that they never knew Zhang Meichu, Ruan Xiaoyi and others.

It is also impossible to kill her on the day of the Ghost Festival and throw her body into the river ditch after putting her on red night shoes.

But according to Fucharzi's previous deduction, the murderer who dumped the body that night was precisely among these three people.

But at this juncture, another piece of news came from the government.

It turned out that the fourth Ma Fenghuang was murdered and thrown away about seven days ago.

Because the four murders of red sleeping shoes basically happened in different counties of Chuzhou, the yamen responsible for Ma Fenghuang's murder had already locked down the people near the crime.

Ma Fenghuang was killed.

At that time, it happened in the back alley of Sitong Hutong of Yada University in Chuzhou County. That night, a drunk man at a friend's house happened to pass by there.

It turned out that a vague exclamation was heard from a distance.

The cry for help sounded like a woman's, but because Juzi was drunk at the time, he thought he heard it wrong, and when he stumbled over, he just happened to pass by a person who was running out quickly.

Based on the time and place, that person was speculated to be the real culprit who raped and killed Ma Fenghuang behind Dasitong Hutong.

But because it was extremely dark at that time, the man's shoulder bumped into him firmly.

Seeing the weirdness around him, he didn't continue to move forward. He just hurried home and felt flustered afterward, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Unexpectedly, the serial murder of women happened.

Afterwards, Juzi remembered this incident again.

Therefore, on the seventh day after the incident, he mustered up the courage to go to the government office, and recounted what he saw that night.

According to the witness's description, the murderer was a man with a stature between seven feet three and seven feet four. Although his face was not completely clear, there was a strong smell of alcohol on his body. He also caught a glimpse of his true face.

If I had the opportunity to come to the government to meet him again, I would definitely be able to recognize whether the three were the murderer, but who would have thought that when the only witness to the murderer came to the government today, he would be in Ma Zixiu's house again. He led his subordinates into the yamen.

At that time, leaning against the wall, Fucharzi stood aside silently.

Seeing Yang Qingbing, Fu Sunxian and Gong San, the three suspects appeared from that side of the torture room each holding a wooden sign, but they looked left and right and shook their heads in a daze.

"Master Guancha, this is no, that's not right. These three people are not the people I met outside Dasitong Hutong that night. The person I saw was... not among them."

——The fourth 'ghost' suspect appeared out of nowhere.

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