After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

The sudden appearance of bloody hands and heads.

Su Ming and the three people present raised their eyebrows in surprise.

Although as a criminal police officer, he would not be frightened by this kind of scene, but he still felt a little strange in his heart.

in particular......

The video being played on the laptop appears to be of extremely poor quality, and the old filters with a sense of age undoubtedly make the atmosphere even more eerie.

But next second.

When Lin Tian took a serious look at the long-haired man, he clenched his fists hard and gritted his teeth to suppress his inner anger.

"The deceased in the video is Wu Jingqing, the victim of the 5.13 Mordu University corpse dismemberment case."

"Although so many years have passed, even though the head of the victim being held is covered in blood in the video, it is a bit difficult to distinguish."

"But it only takes one look."

"I can tell very clearly that the head in this video is the victim of the May 5.13 Dismemberment Case twenty years ago."

these words.

Although it sounds a little scary.

But neither Su Ming nor Xu Changsheng doubted its authenticity at all.

because.

I don’t know how many times Lin Tian has looked at the corpse dismemberment case at Shanghai University in the past twenty years, and how many times the case has been re-investigated.

Even if the head of the deceased was found at that time, it was completely cooked by the murderer and the specific appearance could not be distinguished.

But in that era before beautification, it was possible to restore and determine the appearance of the deceased through various portraits and life photos.

So when he saw this old video now, Lin Tiancai was so sure.

......

now.

The three of them stopped talking in a tacit agreement and watched the video in the notebook in silence.

The bloody hands in the picture were not just holding the victim's head, but began to turn the head over consciously.

It's like...

Presenting his work.

After dozens of seconds.

As the display of the head ended, the video screen also changed.

It turned into a studio completely wrapped in black film, with only a simple workbench placed on it, as well as a chopping board and several knives on the table.

Followed by.

A man wearing a one-piece black raincoat, yellow rubber gloves, and a thick cotton hat covering his face, with only his eyes exposed, walked slowly in front of the camera.

He also held a cooked female arm in his hand and placed it on the chopping board of the workbench.

Since the bones were removed in advance, the entire upper arm looked a little limp.

then.

The man picked up a meat cleaver on the chopping board, waved it twice, and then threw it aside as if he was slightly dissatisfied.

Picked up another one.

But he just waved it twice and threw it aside with dissatisfaction.

Then he picked up another handful.

But this time after two simple waves, the man seemed to suddenly understand something.

Put the knife down.

He quickly took off the yellow rubber gloves he was wearing, then picked up the meat cleaver and waved it briefly twice before nodding with satisfaction.

There was no hesitation at all.

At first, he started cutting awkwardly with his right hand. He stopped and looked at each cut for a few seconds, as if he was making a comparison.

in this paragraph.

Although there is no noisy sound, the simple sound of cutting meat is enough to put a heavy psychological burden on people.

If you put this video online.

It is estimated that not many people can bear the impact of the picture.

after all.

The ones being cut in the video are not pigs, cattle or sheep, but...people!

that's it.

After the murderer in the video slowly cut off the entire upper arm, he looked at the pieces of meat that were extremely different in size and shape, and trembled with excitement.

"It actually makes people more anxious and nostalgic than the golden cutting rate of 0.618."

"This is truly perfect...truly perfect work!"

The voice fell.

This video also ended and a new cycle began.

A pair of bloody hands holding stained...

......

After reading it again.

Xu Changsheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said slowly, somewhat unexpectedly.

"This video should be the recorded video of the murderer of the 5.13 corpse dismemberment case."

"So it seems."

"Qu Pengfei really left us clues and evidence of the drug trafficking organization even though he knew he would definitely die?"

"Is this a video of the murder downloaded from their organization's dark web?"

"After all, it would be impossible for anyone except the real murderer to be able to record something like this."

Su Ming, who was standing nearby, keenly noticed the USB flash drive inserted next to the notebook, and then said thoughtfully.

"There is a USB flash drive inserted next to this laptop."

"If nothing else, this video should be stored in this USB flash drive."

"If Qu Pengfei knows that if he fails the assessment, he will be dealt with by other organization members, then there is a high probability that this USB flash drive contains other people's case information or videos to lure them into trouble."

"But if there is no criminal information about other people, just this video of the 5.13 corpse dismemberment case, I think it is probably..."

"Another provocation from that drug trafficking organization."

"Because twenty years ago, our Huaihai police force failed to solve the corpse dismemberment case. At the same time, the murderer in that case is now a member of a drug trafficking organization."

Lin Tian did not answer for the time being.

Instead, he took out his mobile phone to take a few photos of the scene, then stepped forward with a cold expression and temporarily turned off the video.

First, I clicked on the corresponding folder. After finding that there were no other videos, I looked at the file path again.

Then fell silent.

His cheeks moved obviously a few times, which was enough to show Lin Tian's anger, and he said coldly.

"Xiao Ming was really right."

"This is not the criminal information that Qu Pengfei wants to report. It is completely a provocative video sent by the drug trafficking organization!"

"Ha... Lin Tian has opened my eyes to such an arrogant criminal organization!"

He exhaled a strong breath.

After calming down the anger in his heart, Lin Tian stood up and signaled.

"Go to other places first to see if there are any clues."

No reminder needed at all.

The three of them all arrived at the balcony where the previous explosion occurred in a tacit understanding. There was a small crater as big as a fist, which was not particularly big.

But tied behind one's waist, it is enough to kill someone, not to mention being knocked downstairs by the force of the impact.

There are still some residues of explosives, as well as a rather thick smell of gunpowder smoke that has not yet dissipated.

Su Ming gently picked up a piece of explosive fragments, lightly shook away the remaining explosives, sniffed his fingers, and said solemnly.

"Lin Bureau, Brother Sheng."

"I think... the assessment of the danger of this drug trafficking organization needs to be more serious."

"Because the purity of this explosive is quite astonishing. It is much more powerful than homemade bombs made by normal criminals."

"Very likely."

"In this drug trafficking organization, there is a member who is extremely good at making gunpowder bombs."

"By the way, when Qu Pengfei was bombed downstairs just now, I observed something..."

"Although Qu Pengfei was very emotional at the time and a little anxious in all his movements, he did not think that he would be blown downstairs immediately, and he had no mood to wait for death."

"So the bomb on Qu Pengfei's back is most likely a miniature remote-controlled bomb."

"As for the specific remote control distance."

"Because this micro bomb has been smashed and scattered, it is difficult to determine specifically through the built-in chip."

"But I think..."

"Should we tentatively seal off Fantawild Adventure and conduct a strict comprehensive screening?"