Chapter 570: Extermination
The disappearance of the May train occurred three years ago, but the body looked very fresh, and it could not have been dead more than 3 days ago.
"The May train is back." Director Qiao raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.
The corpse was that of a man. He looked to be in his early 30s. There were no scars on his body. Only his weird smiling face made people feel very uncomfortable.
The weirdness of the smiling face cannot be described in words. Huaiyi couldn't figure out what this man saw before he died.
He seemed to have died in extreme joy, but his overly exaggerated expression showed that the man was very nervous at that time, and even had a little bit of fear in him.
The mixture of joy, fear, and nervousness will make this matter very complicated.
But one thing is certain, the man must have been killed by a ghost.
Even without Director Qiao’s previous foreshadowing, it still cannot be hidden from everyone’s eyes. There is no newcomer standing here.
They could vaguely smell another kind of cold atmosphere from the corpse that was different from the cold.
It's what those things left behind.
Jiang Cheng reached out and took down a pair of gloves from the shelf on one side. After putting them on, he began to inspect the body.
The body was placed on a wooden board, and under the wooden board were thick logs erected one by one.
The cracks in the wood are filled with ice cubes.
Even if the body is stored in this way, there is still a faint rotten smell in the room. After smelling it for a long time, I feel like my hair is bloated.
"What is the man's identity?" Jiang Cheng took off his gloves and threw them aside, while looking at Director Qiao.
As he said, there were no external injuries on the body except for occasional spots.
"Feng Delin, Mr. Feng's son." Director Qiao said solemnly: "Mr. Feng is a big family in Gray Stone Town. He has a deep foundation and network here. He has connections in both the military and political circles. Even I don’t dare to offend him easily.”
“No wonder you jumped at the chance to arrest us and only gave us 7 days to solve the case,” Pi Ruan said sarcastically, as if he had caught Director Qiao’s weakness. It's this Feng The master forces you to solve the case within a time limit. If you don’t find the murderer of his son, I will take off your black gauze hat or something."
In response to this, Director Qiao did not refute, but just looked into Pi Ruan's eyes, coldly. Leng said: "After 7 days, if the case cannot be solved, I will resign and leave, but before I resign, I can guarantee that you will see your brains flowing out with your own eyes."
After hearing this, Pi Ruan, who had the upper hand at first, immediately withered.
"There should be other victims." Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked at Director Qiao, "If only one person dies, you won't immediately think of the May train."
Director Qiao motioned to come in. The young police officer immediately walked to one side of the wall. After fiddling with it for a while, a light suddenly came on in the room.
With the light, everyone suddenly discovered that this room was much larger than what they had seen before. A few meters away from them, there was a white screen.
No, it’s not a screen, it’s a curtain that looks like it’s spliced together with white sheets.
Before they thought it was a wall.
As the young police officer walked over and opened the curtain little by little, the scene behind surprised everyone.
Behind the curtain, there were more than ten white cloths neatly arranged.
Under each piece of white cloth, there is a corpse.
"They are all from the Feng family. Counting Feng Delin, there are thirteen corpses in total." After a moment, Director Qiao said again: "If this matter cannot be solved within a week, the Feng family will die. Absolutely.”
"Oh my God, what kind of evil thing did this do? It was so cruel." The fat man looked at the corpses covered with white cloth and felt that the evil spirit of this ghost was simply too strong.
Regarding this, Jiang Cheng didn't see anything on his face. He turned to look at Director Qiao and asked, "Are everyone the same?"
"Yes, they are all. They are all the same. ." Thinking of those weird smiling faces, Director Qiao looked very sad.
“Of all the people who were killed, were they all members of the Feng family?” It was Luo He who spoke this time. He stared at the face of the corpse and spoke in a calm voice.
"Yes." Director Qiao answered.
"It seems that the murderer is coming for the Feng family and will definitely destroy the Feng family." Jiang Cheng did not mention the word ghost, but replaced it with murderer. This would avoid a lot of trouble.
"Director Qiao, you mentioned the May train disappearance case before. The death conditions of the Feng family members who were killed now are the same as the death conditions of the victims in the last carriage of the train. Don't you think there is anything strange in this? ?" Jiang Cheng asked a question that a normal person could think of.
"I understand what you mean. The Feng family is indeed related to this matter to some extent." Director Qiao did not shy away from this issue and said straightforwardly: "The transportation of the victims was funded by the Feng family. , the May train was also brought by the Feng family."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, the iron door was pushed open, and a police officer ran in with a panic on his face. But just as he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Cheng and others looking at him, so he immediately shut up. .
But Director Qiao seemed to understand something. He frowned and said, "There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to do, just tell me."
The police officer who received permission immediately said in a panic: "Director Qiao, it's not good. Yes, news came from Feng Zhai that another person died this morning!"
"Who is it this time?" Director Qiao asked quickly.
"It was the Taoist priest invited by Mr. Feng to exorcise ghosts. He died in the mourning hall set up by the Qiao family. The original plan was to keep vigil to exorcise ghosts, but when I went to see it this morning, everyone was cold." After finishing speaking, , the police officer glanced fearfully at the dozens of grave-like corpses inside, and whispered: "Still the same. The same expression."
"How is Mr. Feng?" Director Qiao said all over his face. Upset.
"Mr. Feng has fallen ill and is being treated by a doctor, but I heard that his condition is very bad," the police officer added.
Director Qiao turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng and others, "You can go there now. Wu Ergou will tell you the specific situation."
"Remember, you only have 7 days. Time." Director Qiao said: "Don't think about escaping. I have people all over Gray Stone Town, and you can't escape from my grasp."
After saying that, Director Qiao took him. Another young officer left.
It can be seen that he is in a bad mood, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to be involved in such a thing.
He couldn't afford to offend the Feng family, and he couldn't afford to offend the ghosts even more.
That’s why we found a group of people like Jiang Cheng.
It seems that Director Qiao himself does not have much hope in solving this matter. He came to Jiang Cheng and the others more to act as a scapegoat.
Following Wu Ergou to leave the police station, they turned east and west and came to a relatively prosperous street surrounded by shops.
The vendors selling food have a very loud voice, and there is a mat spread at the corner of the street, which is filled with stalls of various small commodities.
Happy National Day, brothers, extra update today (monthly tickets are doubled, I have no other intention, just tell everyone.)
(End of this chapter)
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