C1 Male body without eyes

Morning was supposed to be a time of sunshine, birdsong and fragrant flowers, pleasurable for both body and mind.

At this time, Qingcheng district was filled with police cars. Police officers were pulling up a isolation belt next to the trash spot, and the atmosphere was heavy.

A man lay quietly in a pile of garbage. His deathly aura was extremely horrifying. Streaks of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes to the area around his head.

At this moment, it had already dried up, forming a puddle of red liquid near his head. His originally clear eyes, instead, turned into a pair of bottomless holes.

The most striking difference was that the man was holding the eyeball in his hand.

"The deceased was about 23 years old. The time of his death should have been between 1: 00-2: 00 last night. We investigated the video recording in the residential complex at that time. The video showed the dead man entering the district at around 12: 50 last night. It seems like he had drunk a lot. He was probably killed when he passed by the garbage heap on his way home. "

"We investigated the footage by the rubbish dump, but for some reason, the footage seemed to have been disturbed and turned into a snowflake. It didn't return to normal until around 3: 00 am."

"According to the medical examiner, there are no obvious fatal wounds on the body of the deceased. I think he died from excessive blood loss. I'll have to go back and dissect him to find out."

As Li Jing listened to the police officers' discussion, he rested his chin on his hands and stared thoughtfully at the corpse before him.

Within a month, there had been three murders in a row. The victims all had their eyes dug out, and the crime scenes were all in public.

However, the police team had not made any progress at all. The provincial hall also began to pay more attention to this matter. The media was also reporting about it. Li Jing and the others, who were in charge of this case, immediately felt the pressure.

"Brat, what are you thinking about? Why are you so engrossed in thought?" A heavy palm suddenly patted Li Jing's shoulder.

Li Jing was shocked. He turned around and saw a short and fat middle-aged man in his fifties looking at him with a smile.

The person who came was called Old Xu. He was also a member of Serious Case Group Four, and was also Li Jing's master who had just joined the police force. He was a well-known good person in the Bureau.

Seeing Old Xu, Li Jing smiled.

"No, I was thinking about the case just now. Master, what do you think about this case after working for so many years?"

Old Xu suddenly put his head close to Li Jing's ear and whispered.

"Kid, let me tell you, this case isn't ordinary. It might be that thing who did it."

"That thing?"

Li Jing frowned and suddenly revealed a relaxed smile.

"Master, you have worked in the police force for so many years. Why do you keep talking about feudal superstitions? How can there be any ghosts in reality?"

"Don't believe me, you just joined the group not long ago, I've worked for so many years, and I've met a lot of weird things …"

Old Xu wanted to continue, but Li Jing patted his shoulder and laughed out loud.

"Alright Master, I know, I know, how many times have you told me?"

"Hurry up and see if there are any clues left at the scene. Clean up and return to the team."

Li Jing said as he walked towards the corpse.

Old Xu didn't know whether it was because he was old or because he had seen too many movies, but as a police officer, he would always spread some superstitious thoughts about Li Jing when he had nothing to do.

When the two of them ate in private, they would talk about some unsolved cases that had yet to be solved over the years. In his mouth, it had become the work of ghosts.

As a young man who had improved in the twenty-first century, Li Jing naturally did not believe these stories. He only treated the things Old Xu told him as stories.

Back at the station, the leader immediately called an emergency meeting to talk about how important the case was and how long it would take to solve it.

Li Jing sat below the table, not in the mood to listen to the Leader's eloquent speech. He kept recalling the scene at the scene of the crime, hoping to find a clue from it.

Not long after Li Jing was assigned to the fourth group, his old colleagues all treated him like a rookie, which made him, who had been in the police force for several years straight, somewhat annoyed. He always wanted to show off his skills in front of these seniors.

When he returned to the office, an autopsy report had been placed on each of the four groups' desks.

To everyone's surprise, the cause of death was due to the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat, which resulted in the tearing of cardiac muscle fibers, bleeding of the heart, and death from sudden cardiac arrest.

This was exactly the same as the cause of death in the previous two murders this month. This caused the people in the fourth group to start discussing.

"Brat, I said this was pretty weird, but you don't believe me. Look at the autopsy report, this person was scared to death. I think it's going to be another unsolved case." At some point, Old Xu had whispered into Li Jing's ear.

"Beware of others saying that you are spreading feudal superstition to capture you." Li Jing smiled helplessly. Then he started to read the autopsy report again.

After discussion, the case should be the same as the first two murders, three cases and an investigation.

The first victim's name was Wang Gang. He was found at the beginning of the month. His occupation was a lawyer and he was found in a park downtown.

The second victim's name was Zhou Dafu. He was a migrant worker from the provincial capital and was found in an alley near his construction site.

In the afternoon, details of the deceased were sent over. His name was Zhao Peng, and he was 23 years old. He had come from the provinces to work in the city last year.

In this city red rose KTV waiters, social relations are simple, and the deceased friend, the character of the open.

When he was alive, he didn't have any grudges with others. It didn't seem like he was going to get killed, and neither did it feel like he had a girlfriend.

After some investigation, it turned out that the deceased did not know the person who had committed the two murders earlier this month.

There was no connection between the friends around them, so it was obvious that they were not exchanging blows.

As time passed day by day, the case did not progress at all.

The atmosphere in Group Four could not help but turn heavy. Everyone was frowning as they stared at the computer in front of them, not saying a word.

That day, after getting off work, Li Jing came to the Red Rose KTV that Zhao Peng worked on. Although they had investigated it countless times before, they had nothing to gain from it.

However, Li Jing still had the attitude of trying it out and hoping to find some clues.

Thanks to the recent investigation of the fourth group, the Red Rose KTV was now nothing. A obese man was squatting at the door and sighing. This man was the owner of Red Rose, Qiao San.

Seeing Li Jing come over, Qiao San greeted snappily: "Officer, you're here to investigate more clues. Didn't I tell you everything I need to say?"

"No, today I've invited a few friends to sing and support Boss Qiao."

Li Jing smiled and replied apologetically as he walked inside.

Li Jing casually ordered a few bottles of beer, then followed the waiter into the room. Not long later, the waiter pushed the beer in.

"Officer Li, here's your beer." As he spoke, he placed the beer on the table.

Li Jing carefully sized up the waiter in front of him. The waiter looked to be in his early twenties, with a single eyelid and small eyes.

Li Jing smiled, closed the door, opened a bottle of beer and passed it to the waiter.

"Bro, my friend hasn't come over yet. Come have a drink with me first."

As the officer spoke, the waiter didn't dare to refuse him. He quickly took the bottle of wine and held it up.

"Thank you, Officer Li. I'll do whatever you want."

As he spoke, he raised his head and gulped down a bottle of wine.

"I didn't expect you to be able to drink that much. Stop shouting, Officer Li!"

"I've already gotten off work. You can just call me Brother Li."

Li Jing smiled and handed over another bottle of beer.

"Officer Li, this …" Seeing Li Jing hand over the beer, the waiter seemed to be hesitating.

Li Jing's face suddenly sunk as he said, "Why aren't you giving Brother Li face?"

The waiter looked at Li Jing, swallowed his beer, and reluctantly took the beer. Just as he was about to blow it, Li Jing waved his hand.

"Ai, why are you in such a hurry to drink? Sit down and slowly drink."

As he spoke, he poured himself a cup and downed it in one gulp.

Just like this, Li Jing gave cup after cup to the waiter, and the waiter just drank the wine one by one.

A few times, the waitress wanted to leave, but she was dragged back by Li Jing.

Li Jing knew that if he wanted to investigate a case, he couldn't always be serious. Sometimes, he had to switch methods.

As expected, after a few rounds, the waiter's face had turned red and his speech became a bit slurred.

Li Jing casually drank another cup of wine and suddenly asked, "How's your relationship with Zhao Peng usually?"

At this moment, the waiter had clearly drunk too much. Hearing Li Jing's question, he chuckled and said.

"Brother Li, you're here to investigate the cause of death of Zhao Peng, right?"

Hearing this, Li Jing clearly felt that there was a way. He quickly went up to the waiter: "It seems that you know about it?"

The waiter smiled again. "I'm telling you, Brother Li, you can't find out that Zhao Peng was killed by a ghost."

Hearing this, Li Jing almost burst into laughter in anger, "You brat, you're playing with me."

Seeing that Li Jing didn't believe him, the waiter hurriedly said, "I'm serious, Brother Li. Please listen to me."

He then looked around to see that no one had started to whisper.

When I think about it now, I'm a little scared. Our KTV originally only has one floor, and the second floor was only completed last month. I happen to be in charge of the 213-238 rooms on the second floor.

Business was not good that day and I was closing down at two in the morning. I was tidying up my room when I heard singing coming from the next room, room 218.

I was wondering how anyone else could sing, but when I went next door it was dark and there was no one in the room.

At that time, I was wondering if I had misheard her, but just as I was about to leave, the song started up again. I listened carefully to what she was saying, and saw that it was clearly a woman crying.

I was so scared that my legs gave out and I ran downstairs crying for my parents. I told the boss about it and the boss even led some people to inspect the room, but they didn't find anything.

After that, he insulted me. Then, I took a week's leave to go home and rest, while Zhao Peng took on several rooms for me. After that, something happened.