Chapter 114: Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing their hearts
The atmosphere in the ward was heavy and depressing. Feng Yuhuai sat beside the bed, worryingly describing to Feng Ju all the strange things that happened in the school.
Her voice was low and trembling, and finally, with a hint of pleading, she said to Feng Ju: "Dad, can you help find out if that corpse is Yang Tuo."
Feng Ju frowned and did not answer immediately.
Feng Yuhuai continued with lingering fear: "The corpse was too terrifying. The whole body was so shriveled that it looked like it had been drained of blood by some monster. It was almost inhuman shape."
Feng Ju's face suddenly became solemn, and he asked slightly panicked: "What is the specific condition of the corpse you are talking about?"
Feng Yuhuai replied blankly: "Dry, fleshy They are all sunken, their cheeks are withered, and their original appearance cannot be seen at all."
Her voice revealed deep fear, as if the horrific scene was still vivid in her mind.
A frightening thought suddenly flashed through Feng Ju's mind - could that monster with a face covered with bones have quietly sneaked into his daughter's campus?
He straightened his back suddenly, his face was gloomy, and his voice was cold and he said to Feng Yuhuai: "Please ask for a leave from the school and don't go to class for the time being."
Feng Yuhuai's pupils shrank slightly. She tried her best to pretend to be confused and said softly: "Dad, it's not like this, right? It's just that someone died. The patrol room will definitely catch the murderer soon."
Feng Ju shook his head, as if he wanted to expel those horrific memories from his mind, but they were entrenched in his memory like stubborn rocks.
His arms also began to hurt at this moment, as if the bone claw was tearing apart his bones and muscles again.
Feng Ju's voice became low and solemn: "One person died? That's not enough. At least a dozen or even dozens more people must die, and their lives must be paid, so that the patrol room can capture such a person. Monster."
Feng Ju said with a cold face: "Listen to dad and don't go to school recently."
Feng Yuhuai shook his head and said in an extremely firm tone: "No, the monthly exams are coming soon. If I ask for leave, I will fall out of the key classes."
Feng Ju felt a little embarrassed when he saw his daughter's unusually firm tone. , on the one hand, it is the danger that life may encounter, on the other hand, it is exams and future.
Feng Ju pondered for a long time and said to Wang Xiuli: "Go and close the door."
Then, Feng Jucai grimaced and lowered his voice and said: "The following is what I want to tell you. , is something that the special commissioner requires to be kept strictly confidential. I will leak it to you. You must not go out and tell anyone, do you understand?"
Feng Yuhuai was overjoyed and nodded obediently on his face.
Only then did Feng Ju tell Feng Yuhuai the whole story of his injury, and at the end he repeatedly warned: "Go back to the dormitory immediately after school. If you encounter a monster with a bone [mask] on its face, remember not to do anything. Don't stop him, just turn around and run away, do you understand?"
Feng Yuhuai sketched the image of [Mask] in her mind, and she nodded obediently to Feng Ju's concerned eyes.
"Mask?!" Feng Yuhuai silently remembered this in his heart, the identity he would disguise and imitate next.
…….
4.12, Tuesday.
The police officers from the patrol room were busy on the campus of No. 8 Middle School, conducting detailed questioning and investigation on every teacher and student.
The workload is large and complex, and the progress is not as rapid as expected.
4.13, Wednesday.
The patrol room finally confirmed the identity of the murdered woman - Lu Yazhi.
And, in the sewer of the school, the patrol room found Lu Yazhi’s mobile phone.
After repairs by technicians, the phone recorded calls and text messages sent by Lu Yazhi's family and friends within two days of her death.
After Feng Yuhuai learned about the death of his best friend, he cried heartbreakingly in the dormitory. It really made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.
4.14, Thursday.
After preliminary screening, the patrol room made a list of 50 suspects.
Li Shan quickly deployed, arranged for his staff to conduct close monitoring, and seconded additional support from the Anti-Enforcement Division.
For this operation, the arresting officers seconded from the patrol room belonged to the second brigade, and the leader was Gou Xin, the captain of the second brigade.
During the operation, in groups of three, we began to secretly track and monitor the suspects on the list 24 hours a day to ensure that the exposed flaws of [Personal Mask] were caught as soon as possible.
Like the reincarnation of fate, Li Shan felt that he had seen this scene before somewhere before, and it felt strangely familiar.
Because of Feng Ju, Feng Yuhuai was cleared of the suspicion of [Persona] from the beginning.
During the above three days, Feng Mu stayed in the [Douqiong Martial Arts Hall], never leaving the front door, focusing on practicing, eating, and sparring.
After three days, my appetite has increased, I am more familiar with Hong Ya, and I am closer to Yuan Xidi. The consumption of Erte exceeded 4%, everything was in order, and life was quiet and peaceful.
Midway, the masked person Feng Mu had a phone call with the offline person Ma Bin.
Ma Bin reported to him that he had confirmed that Chen Ya and other five members of the A-level tactical team were imprisoned in Prison No. 4 in District 9.
However, senior brother Li Bashan and fifth senior brother Gong Qi served in Prison No. 2 in District 9.
This was slightly different from the ideal situation Feng Mu had expected, making him somewhat hesitant about which prison to go to next.
4.15, Friday.
The puppet mother's hunger was like an invisible hand, suddenly grasping the heart of Feng Yuhuai who was in class, and a faint smell of blood came to her tongue, as if it was an early warning signal.
Almost at the same time, Wang Yu received a call from Liu Yang in the portrait room of Ji Si.
Wang Yu did not answer the phone in a hurry, but slowly put down his paintbrush and handed the portrait to a police officer from the first team. He waited patiently for the other party to express his gratitude and leave. Then he slowly called back.
When the call was connected, Wang Yu's voice didn't have much excitement. He just said in a normal tone: "Okay, wait for me to come over."
Wang Yu walked out of the painting room and first went to the Third Brigade to find Liu Xie. After whispering a few words, he left the police department. Instead of driving the car in the police department, he got on a battery car and drove to the location informed on the phone.
After driving for a while, Wang Yu parked the battery car on the side of the road, changed his phone card, and sent a text message to the backup number of his senior brother Li Bashan.
Then he calmly restarted the battery car and continued driving to the destination.
1 hour later.
Wang Yu drove to his destination, a remote chemical factory community.
The walls of the community are mottled and faded. The walls are covered with layers of graffiti. Jagged glass fragments hang upside down on the walls. Many of the fragments have gaps. They must have been hit by children with bricks.
At the entrance, two iron trash cans stood there quietly. The garbage inside was not piled up like mountains, but seemed a bit empty.
“This is an old community with not many residents,” Wang Yu immediately judged in his mind.
Wang Yu parked the battery car at the door and glanced around casually.
The scale of the community is not large, with only six or seven low-rise buildings, arranged compactly but not spacious.
The gaps between the buildings are dotted with some inconspicuous trees and shrubs. The leaves of these vegetation are sparse and withered due to lack of care.
Wang Yu raised his head and glanced at the chipped building number, then walked towards the second unit of Building 3, which was a little further back. The door of the unit was peeled off, and there was a brick stuck on the threshold.
When Wang Yu pulled the door open, it made a creaking sound.
He walked in and climbed to the fourth floor. As soon as he reached the upper floor, the door of 401 opened and Liu Yang waved to him from the door.
Wang Yu walked into the house and closed the door behind his back.
The furniture in the room is very simple. In addition to Liu Yang, there is also a young man in his 20s with rough skin and sunken eye sockets. The latter is yawning uncontrollably.
"Addict." Wang Yu only took a glance and labeled this person. He could even tell from the color and shape of the yellow spots in the other person's eyes that the other person was mainly smoking T- Type 37 hallucinogen, and I have been taking it for about 2 years.
T-37 type hallucinogen is an old type of hallucinogen produced by Shengguang Pharmaceutical Company 5 years ago. It is not called hallucinogen to the outside world, but is called Xingshen Liquid. It is a legal drug with a medical serial number.
Liu Yang coughed and said: "This community is close to the chemical plant and the pollution is serious. Everyone who can move has been moved, and there is no one left."
"This man's name is Wang Xu. He works in a chemical factory and rents a house in this community. He saw someone coming in and out of unit 1 on the opposite floor last night. He felt like a [black face] on the wanted list."
< br>Liu Yang briefly introduced the situation to Wang Yu.
“Are you sure it’s [blackface]?” Wang Yu asked.
Liu Yang: "I came here in the morning and have been staring at it all morning. I haven't seen the [black face] coming out of the door of the unit. However, I saw a man wearing a mask coming in and out. His behavior was a bit sneaky. I guess eight I just informed you to come here.”
After that, Liu Yang asked suspiciously: “Are you the only one who didn’t notify Captain Liu Xie?”
Wang Yu pursed his lips and said calmly: "Notice, don't rush, they will arrive soon."
(End of this chapter)