I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

The task force office.

The atmosphere in the office was a little depressed at this time.

Not long ago, everyone was still in high spirits.

But now, reality is like a bucket of cold water.

The test results of the hair found at the scene came out.

According to the match, it was confirmed that the hair came from a woman named Yang Shan.

But the most unbelievable thing is that Yang Shan is dead.

She died in a car accident half a year ago.

But how could the hair of a dead person be found at the scene?

It can't be a ghost who killed people, right?

"How could this be?" Cai Xiaoming broke the silence first, and his voice rose a few tones.

"These two hairs are clues that the masked man deliberately left to mislead us." Lu Meihua sat in her seat, tapping the table with her slender fingers.

"Because after investigation, there is nothing strange about Yang Shan's death, it was a pure accidental car accident."

"But how did he get the hair of the deceased?" Wang Qian asked, but before Lu Meihua could answer, Wang Qian suddenly realized: "I understand, it's a wig!"

"That's right," Lu Meihua looked at Wang Qian approvingly: "It's a wig, the wig used by the masked man when he disguised himself as He Chunpeng."

Xiao Hu asked: "Can you trace the source of the wig?"

"Try your best to trace it, but..." Lu Meihua told the truth: "It's unlikely."

This time, everyone didn't show any disappointed expressions.

Because they have been disappointed too much and have become numb.

Their investigation of the masked man seems to be like this forever.

Whenever everyone thinks that they can catch the guy by following a certain clue, the clue will suddenly break.

Everything returns to the starting point again.

Then new clues appear, and they keep returning to the starting point in a circle.

Like an endless Möbius strip.

Lu Meihua did not speak again, but looked deeply at the whiteboard.

On it were recorded all the known clues, evidence, and speculations about the relationship between the victim and the masked man.

The lines were very messy.

It looked like... a messy maze with no exit.

That masked face lingered in Lu Meihua's mind.

This was the most difficult opponent she had encountered since she put on this police uniform.

...

On the other side.

Zhang Yiyang and Xu Kun stood in the monitoring room of He Chunpeng's villa area.

The two of them stared at the screen, trying to find a clue from these not-so-clear pictures.

The security guard on duty last night was terrified and sat next to the two of them in shock.

After one night, this old man seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

His face was pale, with two big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked around in panic from time to time.

"Don't look for me, don't look for me... Mr. He, I have no grudges against you..."

Xu Kun couldn't stand it anymore and asked: "I said, you..."

"Ah!" The security guard was frightened by Xu Kun's voice and screamed.

"Oh my god!" The security guard screamed and scared Xu Kun so much that he jumped up.

When the two came to their senses, they looked at each other.

Xu Kun asked puzzledly: "Hey, what are you doing? You scared me."

The security guard came to his senses and scratched his hair awkwardly: "I... I..."

Xu Kun rolled his eyes: "I said, what are you afraid of? This matter has nothing to do with you."

The security guard was about to cry and asked pitifully: "I, I'm afraid of ghosts..."

Last night, after the security guard came home from get off work, he took a shower and lay on the bed.

Then he suddenly jumped up with a scream, scaring his wife who was sleeping beside him.

He finally thought of something wrong!

Before, he had clearly seen He Chunpeng walk into the villa, and He Chunpeng even waved and greeted him.

He was very excited at the time.

After all, he was just a small security guard.

And He Chunpeng, that was a rich man, a big shot.

But after a while, another car drove to the door, and He Chunpeng got out of the car, as if waiting for someone.

But how could there be two He Chunpengs?

Just when this brother fell into self-doubt, he received a more deadly news, He Chunpeng, dead!

All of a sudden, he thought of the countless horror stories he had read, and was instantly scared out of his wits.

Could it be that he had encountered a ghost?

Was the first person he saw, who greeted him, He Chunpeng's soul?

After all, ghost stories say that before a person dies, his soul may leave his body.

But why did I see it!

He was so scaredHe didn't dare to close his eyes that night, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, he would see He Chunpeng smiling and greeting him.

He went to buy paper money overnight and burned it for He Chunpeng at the crossroads, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Two officers, this is what happened..." When he told the story, he still had a lingering fear on his face.

After hearing about the security guard's experience, Zhang Yiyang and Xu Kun were simply laughing and crying.

Good guy, it seems that this guy is afraid that He Chunpeng will pester him.

But immediately, they realized something.

Zhang Yiyang immediately asked: "What time did you see the first He Chunpeng?"

The security guard tried to recall and said: "About... 9:30."

The two looked at each other and immediately adjusted the time of the monitoring equipment to 9:20, staring at the monitoring screen without moving their eyes.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon, a familiar but unfamiliar figure appeared in the screen.

At this time, the time was 9:28.

"This He Chunpeng is fake." Zhang Yiyang pointed at the screen in a low voice.

Xu Kun leaned close to the screen and carefully identified the figure in the picture. Whether it was appearance, height, or hairstyle, it was exactly the same as He Chunpeng.

After waving and saying hello to the security guard, he walked into the villa area openly, then scanned his face and entered the door.

Soon, Zhang Yiyang adjusted the surveillance to after 10 o'clock.

The real He Chunpeng drove back and waited for Zhong Haiyang and others at the gate of Shuiyun Villa District.

Then, the surveillance time was adjusted to 10:40, which was after He Chunpeng was killed.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, "He Chunpeng" was seen swaggering out of the gate of the villa area.

Before leaving, he waved goodbye.

At this moment, the whole context of the case from beginning to end became clear.

It was like a broken puzzle piece by piece, which was put together again after time went back to piece together the complete truth.

A door suddenly opened in the minds of Zhang Yiyang and Xu Kun.

"Xu Kun, do you understand now?"

"I understand." Xu Kun nodded and said, "At 9:28, the masked man entered He Chunpeng's villa and began to prepare, waiting for our arrival. After that, it was exactly the same as Sister Lu speculated..."

"After killing He Chunpeng, the masked man climbed through the window of the bathroom, bypassed our search, and left through the gate..."

Zhang Yiyang nodded and said, "So, for the psychological portrait of the masked man, one more line should be added."

Xu Kun blinked: "What?"

Zhang Yiyang pointed to the beams of light cutting through the night on the screen: "Look, our personnel are patrolling here, there are dozens of people in total, it can be said to be a dragnet."

Xu Kun looked at the screen.

Indeed, the dense light intertwined together, like a net, leaving people nowhere to escape.

Zhang Yiyang continued: "He was able to walk away from the gate without attracting any attention under such a dense search."

"That's enough to show..."

Xu Kun answered: "This is a guy with a strong sense of investigation and counter-investigation!"

"That's right."

"But..." Xu Kun wondered: "How did he do it? He looks exactly like He Chunpeng, with makeup?"

Zhang Yiyang denied: "He definitely didn't rely on makeup. Makeup can't hide from the face recognition system."

"What is that...?"