A gentleman is not a group

Apart from Yinyue's description, there are no other clues. I don't know who the doctor's name is or where his family is. It's even possible that the doctor's identity doesn't even exist. The evil spirits gave themselves a cover to hide their heads and show their tails.

Three days passed, and no one saw the doctor who didn't know whether he existed or not.

Zhou Chi couldn't help feeling full of frustration. Layers of fog blocked his eyes, surrounded by the helpless cries of people who had died in vain, and at the end was the long-clawed blade with a ferocious smile. But he couldn't tell the direction no matter what, he could only let the vines growing under his feet drag him into the ground inch by inch.

It turns out that this is what powerlessness feels like.

But the matter was far from over, as if deliberately mocking his incompetence, the commotion from a distance made his worst guess come true.

"Boss!" Qi Fei rushed into the door first, dripping sweat dripping down his face, his clothes were still stained with fresh soil, but it was particularly glaring in Zhou Chi's eyes at this moment, those spots of loess turned into blood and flowed down drop by drop, Corroded a hole in the heart.

"Another... three more corpses were dug up!"

Zhou Chi closed his eyes hard, his heart throbbing with pain, he never knew that breathing could become such a difficult thing, it seemed as if he would suffocate the next moment if he didn't inhale hard.

All his feelings disappeared when he saw the three corpses, his brain suddenly went blank, the surrounding scene was separated from him by an impenetrable membrane, he couldn't see clearly, he couldn't hear, the sharp tinnitus was about to He pierced, but there were only three bloody, skinless faces in his mind.

Like Frost Leaf, the three people in front of them had their faces peeled off, like flowers that were in full bloom but suddenly decayed and withered, vividly interpreting death.

"Zhou Chi..." Xie Jianmian walked out of the classroom and saw Zhou Chi standing next to the three corpses as if standing still, which even gave him the illusion that this usually unrestrained person would stand like this forever. Feeling flustered, he raised his voice and shouted, "Zhou Chi!"

Zhou Chi felt a hand pull him out of the mist, his figure flickered, and he saw Xie Jianmian with a worried face.

"Are you ok?"

Zhou Chi waved his hand: "I'm fine..."

Xie Jianmian was worried, his appearance just now was simply too bad, he looked depressed and at a loss, Zhou Zhi saw that he was still staring at himself with worry, so he could only squeeze out a pretended relaxed smile, of course if If he could see this smile that was uglier than crying, he would definitely regret his decision just now.

Unable to let the corpses lie in the courtyard, Zhou Chi called a few policemen over and said, "Transport these three corpses to the morgue, and call Xu Jia over to have a look, and we will go there right away."

The policeman nodded quickly, lifted the body and headed towards the morgue.

On the way to the morgue, Zhou Chi was still thinking about the puzzling question, why did the murderer kill them? Could it really be to peel off their faces, but does it have any special significance?

Seeing Zhou Chi's doubts, Xie Jianmian said softly: "Are you wondering why the murderer wants to peel off the faces of these women?"

Zhou Chi nodded: "Do you have any ideas?"

"No, I'm not the murderer, so I can't be sure of his real intentions." Xie Jianmian took a deep breath, feeling that the fragrance of flowers in the government office has faded today, "I only have a simple guess."

"tell me the story."

Xie Jianmian glanced at him and said: "Everything is meaningful. If a person is killed, then 'satisfying the idea of ​​killing' is the meaning given to the murder by the murderer, but if a person dies, he will be treated in other ways." , It means that killing people is not the greatest meaning.

For example, in Chen An's case, Gao Yiqiu was hacked more to vent his anger, so he would have so many posthumous injuries.

From this point of view, what we should think about is not why these women were killed, but why the murderer is so obsessed with their faces. The key to solving the case must be hidden in this reason. "

Zhou Chi nodded and agreed with this idea: "You are right, it is meaningless to entangle the murderer's reasons for killing. The key point of this case is the lost face."

But what made the murderer have such unimaginable thoughts about "face"?

Different from the last time I came here, the morgue last time was empty, except for a solitary corpse of Shuangye. At this time, four corpses were lying here side by side, all colors covered by the white cloth, quiet and sad.

Xu Jia was observing the facial wounds of the deceased. Seeing that they came in without speaking, he just nodded slightly, and then bent down to continue to inspect.

Zhou Chi watched him look at the first corpse, and his expression changed slightly. After finishing the second corpse, Xu Jia showed a surprised expression. Taking a deep breath, then as if thinking of something, he strode to Shuangye's corpse that had been parked for many days. After all four corpses were inspected, Xu Jia looked up at Zhou Chi. A very complex expression, mixed with shock, pain, confusion and disbelief.

Zhou Chi took a step forward and asked, "What do you see?"

"It's strange, it's really strange." Xu Jia couldn't help but glanced at the corpse again, and said hoarsely, "I thought they were skinned after death, but I...their skins were actually skinned after death." It was torn apart alive!"

Peeling off the skin bit by bit from the face alive, this scene is unbearable just thinking about it, Zhou Chi and Xie Jianmian looked at each other, as if they felt the pain on the face.

Zhou Chi: "What is the cause of their death?"

Xu Jia said solemnly: "Except for their faces, they don't have any other wounds on their bodies. It can't be pierced by a sharp knife or hit by a blunt object. I saw their blood, it didn't turn black, and they didn't die from poisoning. I think There are probably only three reasons that can cause them to die."

"what reason?"

"Death of pain, fright, or suffocation by burying alive."

The morgue suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke anymore. The moment these words were uttered, a creepy atmosphere swept over the entire morgue, and no one could be spared.

Facing the devil covered in pitch black, without any possibility of asking for help, he was skinned alive in fear and pain, and then died in the most hopeless way full of despair.

How many terrible things did these lonely and helpless women go through before they were finally freed?

Zhou Chi couldn't think of it, to be precise, he didn't dare to think about it.

Qi Fei's arrival broke the silence, he moved carefully to Xu Jia's side, quickly communicated the current situation with a voice that only the two of them could hear, and digested this unacceptable reality as quickly as possible.

The big guy didn't know what to think of, he tore up in horror, and looked up at Zhou Chi: "Boss, I think...could it be some kind of cult?"

"Cult?"

Qi Fei tried his best to organize his words, thinking about how to explain his thoughts clearly without being scolded by the boss: "Just like virgins and virgins offering sacrifices to the river god, could it be some messy cult causing trouble? , use women's skin as a sacrificial offering to appease the wrath of their imaginary god?"

Zhou Chi didn't know what the big guy was looking at on weekdays, so that he could come up with such an incredible reason in such a stagnant environment. He was not in the mood to deal with it, so he winked at Xie Jianmian, indicating Mr. Xie Do it for you.

Unexpectedly, after receiving his gaze, Xie Jianmian asked excitedly, "How did you come up with such a strange idea?"

"Is it weird?" Qi Fei was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and replied, "I just think how can a normal person do such a thing, it's not right, a murderer can't be considered a normal person if he can kill so many people.

But even among murderers, there are no such abnormal people, so there must be something different, such as cults, people in this sect talk about gods and gods, and of course their thoughts are not normal. "

Qi Fei's words went around a lot, and he couldn't figure out why after talking a lot, but Zhou Chi suddenly understood Xie Jianmian's intention.

He was telling himself through Qi Fei's mouth that any behavior will have an appeal behind it, even the unreasonable behavior in the eyes of ordinary people is normal or even sacred to those who believe in it, and they don't need to try to understand this kind of behavior. Abnormal behavior, because normal people can never be on the same team as crazy people.

So he doesn't need to blame himself.

Zhou Chi felt that he had never looked at Xie Jianmian with such serious eyes, and he said softly, "Thank you..."

Mr. Xie is indeed more transparent than him.

But some things cannot be relieved with a few words of comfort and persuasion. The external force is always minimal, and only oneself can save oneself, otherwise it will never stop like a dead end.

Zhou Chi understands these principles, and Xie Jianmian also understands them.So when he went out in the middle of the night and looked up to see Zhou Chi on the roof, he was not surprised at all.

Xie Jianmian jumped up to the roof and saw Zhou Chi sitting on it with a blank expression. He didn't know how long he had been there. Beside him was a scattered wine bottle. The strong smell of alcohol filled the air. The wind can't blow it away.

Xie Jianmian sat next to Zhou Chi and poked him on the shoulder: "Hello..."

Zhou Chi didn't look at him, and said sullenly, "Hmm..."

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, but he shouldn't be so perfunctory, Xie Jianmian helplessly supported his forehead, thinking about how to guide him to make Zhou Chu's headache quicker.

Zhou Chi took the initiative to speak: "Do you drink?"

He casually picked up a jug of wine and handed it over, and when Xie Jianmian raised his hand, he backed it back: "Forget that you can't drink well, just watch me drink."

Xie Jianmian: "..."

He suddenly didn't want to comfort the man.

Zhou Chi didn't know the mood of the people around him changed, so he just picked up the jug and drank it. He knew it was not good, and reason told him not to let himself be so indulgent, but reason cannot always control the overall situation.

He is very tired, and when he is tired, it is easy to open his heart defense.

Just like at this moment, he has never had such a strong desire to confide, not only about today's events, but also about more ancient secrets buried in the dust that have never been seen.