After the same name as the Abyss Lord

"Has he arrived yet? Well, I will pick him up then."

After hanging up the phone at the announcement booth, Ye Zun walked out from inside.

In a gray world, the streets are full of depression. Even in a big city, there are quite a few pedestrians passing by, but they all walk in a hurry with blurred faces.

It is raining lightly, and it is getting more and more gloomy.

Ye Zun held a black umbrella and walked slowly on the street.

He just called the inspector. Moros's train arrived in this city tonight, and Ye Zun promised to pick him up.

But before that, Ye Zun needs to find a hotel to sleep for a while. He has not rested for more than 30 hours in a row. Although he is not sleepy, he has business to do after Moros arrives, so he must let his body get the necessary rest.

After opening the room in a small hotel, checking the door locks, and setting up a simple device that will warn if an external force invades, Ye Zun took a shower, lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

This time, he didn't dream until the set alarm clock rang. It felt as if he just closed his eyes and lost his sanity for a moment, and when he opened his eyes the next moment, the time in between passed.

He opened his eyes and woke up, refreshed anyway.

But Ye Zun failed to pick up Moros at the appointed time. When he appeared in the waiting hall, a policeman in uniform came over, watched cautiously for a while, and came to greet him.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Shen Yuan?"

"I'm."

The visitor looked heavy: "We received a call from the local police station. Your old friend Inspector Henry was shot dead in the bedroom in the early hours of this morning. He had a call with you before the incident. The local police station hopes that you can Go and help them investigate the case."

The detective is dead.

He was shot dead in his bedroom bed in his own home.

When Ye Zun transferred to the train, the inspector's body was lying in a coffin in the church, and his relatives and friends were watching for him.

In addition to his pale face, there was still a little surprise left on his face, as if he hadn't expected it.

Ye Zun didn't see the inspector's ghost, but he saw the corpse in the box in the crowd. Across the crowd, eyes like dusty glass beads looked at him.

Colleagues from the police station were also at the scene. After the silence, Ye Zun communicated with them about the murder of the detective.

"We surveyed the scene. The door lock showed signs of being violently damaged, and there was some financial loss. There was only one side shooting at the scene. The murderer emptied the bullet. The detective died when the other side fired the first shot. The other side's marksmanship was not very accurate. , Except for the first shot, there were only three hits, and the rest were all missed."

It sounded like a burglary, because the owner found out and shot and killed the other party in a panic.

Ye Zun expressed doubts about this: "There are many criminals who have made enemies with the police, and the inspector himself is outstanding. If it was just an ordinary burglary, he shouldn't be unprepared and let people block him in the bedroom without any power to fight back." die."

The policemen glanced at each other: "Yes, we also have the same suspicion, thinking that this may be a vendetta deliberately disguised as a burglary. I still remember the serial skinning murder case that Detective Inspector Henry and you investigated together. I had this idea that besides the murderer who committed suicide, there should be other accomplices. While looking for victims, they record serial murder videos, spread and share these video materials within a certain range, and cultivate potential companions. It should be a mature It is a pity that all the clues were interrupted because the murderer refused to arrest the law. We suspect that it is the killer in these organizations. He is worried that Inspector Henry has some clues, so he kills and kills to achieve the purpose of destroying the evidence and taking revenge on the police. What does Mr. Detective think? ?”

Ye Zun said: "I think so too, are there any suspects?"

"Inspector Henry made several phone calls to the landline at home before the incident. One of them was with Mr. Detective. What did you talk on the phone?"

"I met the inspector because of a case of hiding corpses in a suitcase. The serial skinning and murder case was unintentionally involved in the middle. Therefore, after the murderer died and the case was over for the time being, I still kept in touch with the inspector. On the one hand, it was his local area. The police station is still recovering the body. On the other hand, I am investigating the case. We contacted by phone yesterday, also for this case. But there is no progress in the case. He mainly told me that important witnesses in the case will come to join me , make an appointment for me to pick him up."

The policeman nodded: "It's a young man named Molos, right?"

"Yes."

"Actually, he was the one who found out that the detective had passed away and called the police yesterday. This person was kidnapped by a serial skinning murderer for three days, but he was not physically harmed in the end. As for the suspect...Mr. Detective is one of his own. Let's just say that serial killers like this generally choose their companions in addition to finding victims. They have a special ability to accurately tell from ordinary people who is a lamb and who A monster like them."

Ye Zun was slightly surprised: "Do you suspect that Moros was absorbed by the murderer?"

"At least there is a certain intention to contact," the policeman said sharply and honestly, "think about it, sir, such a young man who is like a blank sheet of paper, in a dark, depressive and fearful environment, has come into contact with many images of victims being skinned in a short period of time. , I am also threatened with death at any time, and my spirit must have been greatly stimulated and shocked. As a detective, you should also understand that some criminals were survivors in a certain case at first. After close contact with violence and crime, There can't be nothing left."

"Is there any real evidence?"

The policeman shook his head: "So we will release him soon, but in the next few days, I hope that Mr. Detective can pay close attention to his state, and we also hope that he is just an innocent and sympathetic angel."

Ye Zun went to the police station and picked up the angel.

Molos, with pure and clear eyes, was confused and looked at Ye Zun: "Uh, I just went to report the crime, but why did they keep asking me all the time and not letting me go? It felt like I was released on bail. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to trouble you your."

He thought it was because of his rhetoric that the police summoned Ye Zun, and Ye Zun had no choice but to come to the police station.

Ye Zun looked at him: "What are you doing at Detective Henry's house?"

Moros looked at him, with a cautious expression on his face, as pure as an angel: "Because of my brother-in-law, the local police station said that our actions should be reported to them all the time, and you also said that we should contact you through the inspector, so I So I called the inspector and told me to take the train to see you."

Ye Zun nodded: "The inspector has conveyed this truthfully."

Molos said: "But then I called the inspector and said that my sister wanted to move to the next city temporarily. At the end, the inspector suddenly said that he had a document here and it was not convenient to say it on the phone, let me go He took it there and brought it to you when the time came, so I planned to meet him before setting off."

Ye Zun was surprised: "Did you tell the police about this?"

After shaking Moros, he said, "Wait a minute, because the inspector said it was for you. I put that thing in a place before reporting the crime."

They made their way to the inspector's house, and in the bushes of a nearby park, Molos produced a document bound in brown paper.

"Although I don't know if this is what the inspector said, but I saw this thing at the scene, because the inspector said it was very important, and he had an accident suddenly, I think it is better to give this thing directly to the police according to the inspector's intention than to give it to the police. You are better."

Ye Zun took the blood-stained kraft paper bag, pulled off the coils of thread wrapped around it, and uncovered the sealed ink pad.

Inside was an investigation result, the name of the person under investigation, which caused Ye Zun's expression to move slightly.

Moros's eyes were covered with clear water: "Is it something important?"

"Yes, it's very important." Ye Zun looked at him and said, "Thank you."

Moros smiled: "It's good if I can help you."

Ye Zun took Moros to dinner.

Then, I told him my speculation: "The suitcase may not have been swapped on the train, but before you got on the train, someone replaced the body and the contents of the suitcase. The person who did it was probably People who are familiar with you."

Moros was surprised and at a loss: "Is that so?"

"It's more likely than meeting a stranger on the train who happens to have the same box as you." Ye Zun said, "Recall the trajectory of your actions before boarding the train, the people and things you met, and try to be as detailed as possible."

Moros was very cooperative and looked at him trustingly: "At that time in the dormitory, there were probably three to four people besides me. Everyone was packing their luggage and preparing to leave one after another. I went out a few times on the way, but it was not easy to come down from the dormitory. To carry a suitcase down the steps, there is nothing unusual in my impression.”

Ye Zun said: "Briefly mentioning the 70kg thing is not very difficult for an adult male, and it is easy to ignore the abnormality. But it is also possible that the things have not been dropped before going down the steps. Recall, the strangeness along the way from the dormitory to the train. "

"From the school to the train station, we need to make a bus. There are many classmates on the bus, and my roommate and I are also there. The boxes are all placed under the bus. When the time comes, you can take it by yourself with the sign on it." Molos The expression gradually surprised.

Ye Zun nodded: "Your boxes are rare, did you buy them near the school?"

"Yes. The school has a lot of sketching classes outside, so I bought it and used it for a long time."

"How many people have the same type of box as you."

"There must be," Molos said, "but the acquaintances around me are not the same, and the style of the box is very old, and it will not be produced for a long time."

Ye Zun: "The exchanged boxes are also very old. If the murderer has the idea of ​​blaming you, he can get the same old box as you from many sources and prepare in advance. Investigate the students and drivers who left school with you at that time, there must be someone I remember how many such boxes there were in the car at that time."

Molos fell silent.

"Are you depressed? Because the people around you framed you and probably killed someone."

"I thought everyone was fine."

Ye Zun was silent for a long time, waiting for his mood to ease.

Moros looked at him: "Aren't you comforting me?"

"I don't know how to comfort you without lying." Ye Zun said calmly, "People can't get along well with each other, understand each other, and have to cooperate with each other in order to survive. Even if a group of people cooperate closely, Companions who share common ideals and hobbies will not hesitate to kill each other when necessary."

Moros raised his eyes slightly: "Will you do the same?"

"I have no companion." Ye Zun said.

Moros stared at him with clear eyes: "Want one?"

"unnecessary."

"Aren't you lonely?"

Ye Zun stood up: "Let's go, go to your school."

They first took the train to the city where Molos' school is located, and then planned to take a bus to the school.

However, the train stopped suddenly halfway through the area.

At first everyone thought it was just a routine mediation of the order of roads and trains, but nothing happened for a long, long time.

The route they took was the starting station, and the train hadn't entered the big city yet, so there were very few passengers on the train.

Ye Zun and Moros were the only ones in the carriage, and there were two other men who were alone.

During the time when the car stopped, it was almost dusk.

Because of Ye Zun's indifference, Moros only sat next to him, and the other two strangers began to chat during the boring journey, and now they agreed to get out of the car to smoke a cigarette together.

Ye Zun closed his eyes at first, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the time: "An hour has passed."

The hazy sun was starting to set and the light was dim.

The two men who smoked didn't come back.

Ye Zun stood up: "I'll ask the flight attendant what's going on."

He paused, then looked back at Moros: "You are with me."

Moros smiled: "Of course."

When Ye Zun spoke, he had already stood up, but when the other party invited him, he was very happy.

The pure and clear eyes are sparkling, moist like a deer, and she smiles like an angel.

They walked forward from their compartments.

Their car was No. 13, and the three cars they passed were all empty without a single person.

When he reached the No. 9 carriage, Ye Zun stopped in his footsteps.

This compartment was also very empty, but Ye Zun saw a lot of luggage on the luggage rack.

"Get out of the car." Ye Zun said suddenly, and walked to the door where the two carriages meet, but the door was locked and could not be opened.

At this time, the machine announcement on the train suddenly sounded.

【well come to hell.】

Welcome to hell.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-3119:34:41~2020-06-0217:20:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Civil Affairs Bureau, No. 1 District 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 45 bottles of smiling at the stars; 20 bottles of gedayadelaoba;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!