Chapter [100]: Witchcraft Murder
She has been repeating the topic of going home, and all bystanders know that if this woman chooses to go home, she may not have that nightmare next.
A scene emerged in the woman's mind, and the so-called polite guest suddenly hugged her from behind.
She screamed wildly in the night, because she was attacked, the woman had to struggle for help.
It was a scream, and nothing could be changed. There was no response. I felt that the world was silent.
When the woman talked about this, everyone was silent because those things were unbearable to look back. They could only stare at each other. What should I do next? It was a bit brain-wrenching.
The man behind him who had not spoken came up and walked up to the woman and took her away.
The woman cried and buried in the man's arms: "It's past, it's past, it's all over, OK, OK."
What is this man’s identity? No one can know whether he is the woman’s father, the woman’s brother, or the woman’s husband?
Of course these things are not what you want to discuss at the moment.
Lisa and her assistant exchanged glances and faced the man and woman who were hugging each other in front of her. In the eyes of the two detectives, this was a problem that must be solved immediately.
It is very necessary for them to stop any act that threatens the safety of others' lives.
When the woman pulled away her long hair around her neck, they saw a shocking scene.
A circle of a woman's neck was burned with a cigarette butt, and the combined burn marks were composed of almost forty burn marks.
Lisa's eyes bulged out and she couldn't help but scream: "My God..."
Looking at the scalding scar on the woman's neck, Lisa said to Songs: "I'm sorry, that must be terrible."
The woman bit her lip, nodded without saying anything.
The man next to him put his hand on the woman's shoulder, and tears kept falling. It can be seen that this man really felt sorry for this woman.
The woman wiped the tears of the man beside her, and then said to the detective in front of her: "I can't see anything, you know? I can only hear the sound in my ears. I feel like I'm about to drown. I think, that's it..."
Every nerve in everyone became tense.
The woman continued, "I thought it was over, how good it would be to end..."
"Then how did you escape?"
Lisa asked, and the woman replied, "A stone."
Will this woman run away because of a stone? Everyone was very curious and held their breath together and listened to the woman talk.
"I threw the stone hard onto the window and made some noise. I got up and left, and then he got up and left, and so I escaped from the hands of this devil."
Although it is very simple to say, no matter who listens to it, you will feel what kind of life and death torture the woman had experienced at that time.
It's equivalent to walking away from the gates of hell.
The woman said to them: "This person's name is Mengda. I don't know. It may be fake. It's all lies. What kind of truth can be told from these people's mouths?"
When Songs talked about this, he seemed to be unable to hold on anymore. Perhaps what this woman recalled was a big blow to him.
Any woman who encounters such a blow will become very fragile.
They don't want to recall what happened, because this kind of memory is a second harm to them.
If they were not facing the case handlers, they might never want to mention it.
Lisa took a deep breath and asked Suns: "Have you looked at him carefully? Do you know what he looks like?"
Maybe as the case handler, from the perspective of professional sensitivity, they must first understand what the perpetrator is.
But the woman shook her head and was very confused: "I feel that this is a very ordinary person, who is about fifties, and has a few missing teeth, and her hair looks brown-red."
Maybe this woman only remembers so many things. In that case, it is already very, very not easy to remember the suspect's appearance.
Songs was sexually assaulted by savagely, and there was no doubt that this person could have killed her.
Some people do not regard the workers who are not as adults, mothers, sisters and daughters. They will be a person who is engaged in the work of the workers. They do not think it is abuse or abuse.
Because they pay for specific services, they have a feeling that they have the right to do whatever they choose to do.
Most people do not understand the violence that people exert on workers.
After leaving the woman's house, the two detectives took the car back. The assistant next to him asked Lisa: "What do you think of Songs' boyfriend?"
"Jen is her fiancé."
Lisa said: "He seems to really care about her."
But the assistant next to Lisa seemed to be a little unanimous about Lisa's remarks. If a man really cared about his woman, how could he let the woman sell her woman? How could he let his woman do such a lowly job?
Perhaps discussing these things now will not help this case.
Because they know there may be predators outside, but they have not made much progress.
There is no match for this person in the system. If this information cannot be found, the investigator can only use the most primitive method.
I asked Lisa, "So do you want to investigate from the initial place?"
After listening to me, Lisa said: "In investigating every case, sometimes you have to follow the steps, because if you want to take a different approach and find another way, you may get results that are not worth it."
Looking at Lisa in front of me, I admire her from the bottom of my heart.
A woman can stand alone and open a private detective in such a place, and she is no longer a strong woman.
Perhaps for such strong women, they only have one problem in their minds, and they should help the women around them find some justice.
"So, is the name of this corpse called Songs?"
I suddenly asked this.
When I asked this, Lisa's body shook and slowly raised her head: "Why do you think so?"
"Because Songs has appeared in your topic, if this woman has nothing to do with this case, you will definitely not bring this woman out and talk about it."
I first analyzed it with preconceptions.
But Lisa shook her head and said to me, "I have something to deal with here now. I'll ask my assistant to help you transport the body to the morgue."
Because the case was delayed, we have to wait for Lisa to come back and then slowly tell me about the case of this corpse.
After Lisa finished speaking, she made a phone call and a young girl in a suit walked in.
The girl looks a little different from the locals, and her facial contour looks a bit like that of European and American people, and she looks like a mixed race child.
The assistant came to me and reached out to me: "Hello, my name is Xiaomin. You will call me Xiaomin from now on, okay."
Listening to the name of a girl, it feels a bit like a Chinese name, with a European and American face and a Chinese name. This person is really a bit interesting.
I said, "Then call me Xiaobai."
Lisa spoke to Xiao Min: "You should transport Mr. Bai back to the morgue, and it is best to deal with it properly, because this corpse is related to a series of cases."
After hearing Lisa's words, Xiao Min nodded: "Don't worry, sir, I will handle these things well."
This made me a little curious. Since these two people are private detectives, why would Xiao Min call Lisa the chief?
But because it was hard for me to ask this question in front of the two of them, I thought that after Lisa left, I would ask Xiao Min this question privately.
Xiao Min took me to the morgue.
Because the air cooler blows the air conditioner, the temperature in the morgue is very low. Only at this low temperature can the body be preserved.
When I looked at this professional morgue, my doubts increased by three points.
Asked Xiaomin: "You are just a studio for private detectives. How could you have such a large morgue?"
Xiao Min was surprised by the other party's questions.
She didn't know that this guy would be so sensitive that he could have doubts from the morgue, but since the other party had already doubted it, it had to be explained clearly.
If it is not explained clearly, some problems will arise in the cooperation between the two parties. Xiao Min doesn't want these problems to appear on the water.
Xiao Min said to me: "I'll tell you the truth. Although we seem to be a private detective center on the surface, we are actually working with the police."
Many detective offices will choose to cooperate with the police because the police have many cases that cannot be handled and will ask the detective to assist.
I have encountered this kind of thing before, and it is common to reason, but today it is strange that, why would the police leave it to them for murders like this?
Xiao Min launched a refrigerator and asked me to assist her in putting the unknown body into the refrigerator.
When Xiao Min saw that I didn't say anything, she felt that I might still have some doubts in my heart: "Tell us the truth, do you doubt our identity?"
"You were just called Chief Lisa."
I finally asked this question, because in my heart, it is impossible for a civilian detective station like this to call it the superior level chief.
After hearing this, Xiao Min slowly raised her head and stared at me: "I didn't expect you to be a meticulous person. You can actually find these problems from such an inadvertent title."
"Tell me the truth, are you the police's plainclothes?"
I asked directly.
Now it’s time, there is no need to hide it. Only by opening up can we cooperate. Otherwise, we will be on guard against each other and can only move things in a bad direction.
When Xiao Min heard me ask such a question, she knew that I had seen these things. If I didn't say them out, it might have an impact on both sides.
Xiao Min sighed, nodded and said, "You guessed it, we are indeed plainclothes for the police."
I said: "Since you are a police officer, why do you have to pretend to be a private detective? What is the purpose of this?"
"There have been a series of murders about witchcraft in this area recently. The police have been pursuing this case, and it also involves some local organizations, so we have to set up a plainclothes department to secretly investigate."
Xiao Min preached to me honestly.
Chapter completed!