Miss Cousin is Always Busy

Gentleman Shu put the pajama pants on the bed, opened the closet to look for Nei Nei.

When Jiang Yinshuang's book came out, her expression was already a little dull.

Two thin and long white legs, when bending down, the waist was thin and the buttocks were raised. She blinked her eyes and continued to watch silently.

"Turn around."

The gentleman said without turning his head, found his inner, and took it out.

Jiang Yinshuang turned around obediently, with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

She didn't have any bad thoughts in her mind, she just simply thought that this person was so good-looking, he looked good everywhere, and wanted to take a look, and take another look.

Jun Zishu got dressed, lay down on the bed, and picked up his phone.

What is the justification for a man to eat a man?

This is not a time of famine, and there will be no such absurd phenomenon as changing children and eating them.

Mental illness is a condition, so what else is there to make them start murdering their own kind?

From the murderer's point of view, for 'food', he chose a young man, is it because the meat at this time is more tender, but if you want to look at it from this angle, children are obviously more delicious It's easier to strike, and the chances of success are higher if the killer is an adult.

Gentleman's book tends to be that the murderer is an adult male, otherwise there is no way to bring the body to the scene.

The evidence at the scene was too limited. The corpse had obviously been abandoned there for more than a day, and the snow had already covered the traces that might have been on the ground.

The murderer began to throw the corpses at night or after the early morning, because this narrow road is located in the middle of the commercial street and the residential buildings, in the middle of the two buildings, although the flow of people during the day is not particularly large, there are still people coming and going. Past.

It was [-]:[-] when Gentleman Book went, and the lights of the stores in the commercial street were already dark, and according to the informant, the commercial street generally ended work at [-]:[-] in winter, so the murderer dumped the body at that time back.

The murderer chose to discard the body in that place, which can show that he should be familiar with the environment in this area, so it may be a resident of the vicinity or someone who once lived here.

Jun Zishu touched the edge of the screen with his finger, the photo on the phone was taken on the spot.

Is there any special meaning for the corpse to be placed like this?

Or just because the place is relatively narrow, you can only take that posture?

No, there is another possibility.

Perhaps the victim was tied to a chair and maintained a certain posture for a long time, even after death, so the corpse was relatively stiff and could only maintain that form?

"Jiang Yinshuang, can you see other ghosts?"

"No, I suspect that there are no ghosts here except me, and I haven't seen them anyway."

Jiang Yinshuang shook her head, she was on the other side of Junzi's study bed.

Xiao Huaxian also said that there should be no ghosts here, but Jiang Yinshuang is special.

"Miss Police Officer, you can just call me Yinshuang."

"Ah."

"Miss Inspector, can I lie on your bed? Don't worry, I'm clean."

Jiang Yinshuang stretched out her white hand, and turned it around in front of the gentleman's book.

Jun Zishu squinted his eyes at her with a thoughtful expression.

"I remember that in TV dramas or movies, there should be wounds on the ghost's body before death? Do you have any on your body?"

That way you can know what the cause of death was.

"Yes, but I don't want to show you."

Jiang Yinshuang wrung her fingers, feeling unhappy.

"too ugly."

Jiang Yinshuang said in a low voice.

"I'm afraid to scare you."

If you want to present your best appearance in front of this person, forget about your ugly appearance.

"Then describe it."

"There was a wound on the back of the head, probably death from a blow to the head, there were no marks on the body."

Jiang Yinshuang seriously talked about the cause of her death, it should be a very scary scene, Jun Zishu nodded, expressing that she knew it.

"I...can I...can I lie down?"

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't touch me."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

"I don't dislike you. You are too cold. It's winter now."

Junzi Shu added, looking down at his phone.

Jiang Yinshuang's eyes widened a little, and her heart was ecstatic.

How can Miss Police Officer be so kind and gentle, she is so cute.

Gentleman Book doesn't know what the kid next to him is thinking. She is checking the Internet to see if there are any cases related to this. Although the news on the Internet is mixed, the media likes to exaggerate.

It is definitely impossible to put some important things on the bright side, and Junzishu doesn't expect to be able to find out anything by itself.

Sure enough, the news that popped up were all world horror cases and the like, and there was nothing practical for reference.

Junzishu changed some key words again, and what came out was nothing more than some literary works and related comments.

It's scary enough when it comes to spirituality and literary hyperbole.

A gentleman's book can't figure it out, and normal people can't figure it out.

If a person's thinking can be synchronized or compatible with a heinous criminal, then this person is not a criminal, and he is not far from a criminal.

Seeing Jun Zishu frowning, Jiang Yinshuang didn't know how to help.

"Miss Police Officer, it's getting late, go to bed."

"Why on earth..."

Gentleman Shu didn't seem to hear what Jiang Yinshuang said, and murmured to himself.

Animals can eat their own kind, some are because they cannot coexist by nature, they kill each other, and then eat each other, some are because their own kind dies, and they will eat meat if they don’t eat for nothing, and some are also due to racial habits, such as praying mantises and spiders.

"There are many possibilities."

Jiang Yinshuang answered, successfully attracting Junzishu's attention.

"Maybe it's because I'm bored, I've eaten too much delicious food, but I've never eaten it before, so I want to try something."

"It may also be due to illness, such as the case in the file you read earlier."

"It may also be because of hatred, hate to the point of eating his flesh and blood, a method of torture."

Gentleman Shu suddenly realized something when he heard the last item, as if something had been clicked in his mind.

"Could it be that we all thought it wrong before, maybe this is not a case of cannibalism, maybe the cut meat and the guts that were dug out were all thrown to feed carnivorous animals, such as dogs."

Gentleman Shu felt that his thinking was a little habitual, because he saw the situation of the corpse and added the precedents he knew before, so he was a little preconceived.

Gentleman's book has a lot of troubles. When thinking about a case, you can't just think about one possibility, unless the evidence is relatively abundant.

Now Junzishu has two ideas in his mind, one is the cannibal case, and the murderer will continue to commit crimes.

One is revenge. Due to the identity of the victim, he probably provoked many people and caused some hatred or trouble, so others carried out fierce revenge.

Cutting off the flesh of the thigh may be understood by Ling Chi torture.

There is even a possibility that he thinks he is a messenger of justice, a cleaner of the world, and uses his own method to take revenge on those who he thinks have made mistakes.

In any case, we have to wait for the investigation, or the next appearance of the body.

Jun Zishu rubbed the center of her brows, she hoped it was the second type, because this kind of loss was the smallest.

Jun Zishu had almost thought about it, put the phone aside to charge, turned off the lights in the room, and got ready to sleep.

"Good night, Miss Inspector."

"Good night."

The snow falls intermittently, one after another.

It stopped falling until midnight last night, but it started snowing again in the morning.

Damn the weather, everyone had to shiver and put on more clothes to go out, and still have to do what should be done.

When Jun Zishu went out, the snow on the ground was already thick. Fortunately, her car didn't care about the snow. She drove out of the garage, had breakfast, called Yang Tianxiao, and told her Meet where the body was found yesterday.

A yellow strip was drawn on the spot, even though there was nothing in it.

It wasn't too early when Junzishu went, and the things in the trash can were still the same as yesterday, and they hadn't been emptied.

Due to the weather, there were no people on the road at all.

Jun Zishu saw the coffee shop of yesterday's reporter, opened the door and walked in.

The melodious sound of wind chimes told the people in the store that someone was coming. Liao Ying sat at the counter listlessly, and when she saw someone look up immediately, her expression brightened after realizing that it was a gentleman's book.

"Officer, what do you want to drink?"

"What else but coffee?"

"Milk, orange juice, black tea, green tea, milk tea, this is the menu, take a look."

Jun Zishu ordered a cup of green tea and chose a seat by the window,

There is a layer of fog on the glass, so I can't see the outside clearly.

Liao Ying was the only one in the store. After she made a drink, she brought it to Jun Zishu's table.

"sit."

Liao Ying sat on the opposite side of the gentleman's book somewhat cautiously, with her hands on her lap.

"Are you alone in the store?"

"Well, I'm usually the first one to come. Because I live in a more affordable place, I can come early to start preparations. Other colleagues don't come until nine o'clock."

It's 25:[-] now.

"And you are the last to get off work?"

"Yes, in fact, they should be on the night shift in rotation, but my home is closer, so...but the salary is also higher."

"Did you freak out yesterday, didn't you sleep well?"

"Some, had nightmares."

"How is the business in the store?"

"It's not bad. The traffic here is average, mainly because there are many repeat customers."

This is a commercial street, with two small shopping malls across the road, and a residential area across the road.

"Do you often see strangers?"

"It's okay, but I can remember not many guests. Except for a few who come frequently, or those with more distinctive characteristics, I can hardly remember the others."

"Does the mall close at ten o'clock?"

"Yeah, 09:30. The new shopping malls attracted a lot of traffic before, but their business is not as good as before. They open very late and there are almost no people. In addition to the weather, they also close early."