Chapter 234: Foggy picture 7

Su Xin didn't know how to comfort the girl, after all, no matter how comforting such a thing was, it was pale.
It's not that the parties couldn't appreciate the pain at all. The most intimate person in the world left, and has been lonely since then.
There are good and bad parents in this world, and there are people who are not worthy of being called parents.
Xiao Xiaoruo, the parent of the colleague of the original owner, should be the first.
Obviously he was seriously ill, and he was also afraid of his daughter's worry and distraction, so the couple stood by themselves and saw the doctor themselves.
The death of a loved one is enough to hurt people. Xiao Xiaoruo left with his parents even more pitiful.
It ’s the same for Su Xin. Mom and Dad took a dog together, but Su Xin was still small at the time, and she did n’t have a deep impression. She never thought about it. After all, she was too busy. How much food will not be eliminated, then there is still time to think about something else, she does not remember what her parents looked like.
"I'm on my way back now," Xiao Xiaoru sniffed, "I may have to take some time off to work again."
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is endless, and the child wants to raise and kiss.
I want to see tears in my voice, and I want to hear the lessons silently.
"Xiao Ruo, I have bad news here and I have to tell you."
"what?"
"That picture was stolen."
"Ah? Why is this happening? Did you get a thief?"
"No, the museum has given up tracking, and the police are not so free."
"What then? What if it's taken by some messy person and resold elsewhere?"
Isn't that smuggling?
"There is still a small half of the picture that has not been repaired, it is too badly damaged, and it is not a well-known masterpiece. It has been resold so as not to be so bad. I suspect that the stolen picture is related to one thing.
"whats the matter?"
"It's not clear, it's too complicated. Anyway, you come back first, and we'll talk about it later."
Su Xin is more worried that the hidden metamorphosis will not only pick them to start, in case of being forced, what to do if you start killing people randomly.
Su Xin and Liao Qingjie thought of their own things in their hearts, and slowly walked back to the community.
Soon after she sat down at home, Su Xin was drawing pictures to sort out her thoughts. She heard a ringtone coming from her cell phone, and someone sent her a text message.
"Who sent it?"
Liao Qingjie looked up.
"Speaking of my courier, let me pick it up at the gate of the community, but I didn't buy anything."
In the past half month, the original owner was afraid of death. Where can I go to Taobao and buy things?
"I have a bad feeling."
"Me too, go and see."
A boxed courier but there is no courier code on it.
"Hey, this was just put by me. He said that there would be a girl coming to pick up later, is that you?"
The middle-aged man said, took out the box wrapped in a black bag.
Su Xin frowned as she looked at the x-pass express number on the text message. Also, the murderer could install a location tracker in her mobile phone and watch, how could she not know her mobile phone number.
"Well, it's me, do you remember what the person just looked like?"
"Oh, I didn't pay attention, so I looked up. It was a man, a tall one, and a medical mask. I didn't know what it looked like."
"What kind of clothes do you wear?"
"Look at the black top ... oh girl, I really can't remember. I saw many people this day. Where can I remember?"
The middle-aged man shook his head.
"thank you."
Su Xin and Liao Qingjie looked at each other and returned home with the parcel.
The black bag on the outside was opened. Inside was a box. Inside the box was a person's head, which had been frozen and looked soaked.
It's Zou Wanwan.
There is also a note next to it. The writing is neat and neat, and looks straight, like a primary school student's strokes.
(Her stuff tastes good, I think you should too.)
Su Xin felt nauseous in her stomach, and Zou Wanwan knew what she was missing. She didn't expect this pervert and this habit.
Cut away there, not to vent anger or other meaning, but to eat?
Su Xin felt a cramp in her chest for no reason.
Liao Qingjie took the note and looked at the writing on the blank paper.
A tall man in black wrote these words with a smile.
Left hand? Right hand?
Liao Qingjie closed her eyes and moved her fingers slightly.
Susin closed the lid with a little clue, better than nothing at all.
Su Xin took out her cell phone and made a call to the captain.
"Captain, Zou Wanwan's head, found it, here I am."
"I'll go."
Su Xin stared at the number that texted her on her phone and decided to dial it back.
It rang for a while before picking up there.
"Hey, who?"
It was the voice of a young man, which sounded a little joy.
"Hello there."
Su Xin frowned, her voice as smooth as possible.
"Thank you for calling me! My mother couldn't find me anxious just now. Thank you for calling me."
Su Xin stared at the phone area on the screen, which was a city-facing number.
"Sorry, I made a mistake."
"Oh, so, it's okay!"
Su Xin hung up the phone, and she wasn't sure if the man was innocent or the killer was posing.
"Go, go to the bureau."
Su Xin put that box in Liao Qingjie's arms and it was weird to hold her head on the road, so Su Xin gave Liao Qingjie very consciencelessly.
"The dead Zou Wanwan, female, 27 years old, died because her skull was sawed off and she lost too much blood. Currently, the murder weapon has not been found. The murderer should follow Zou Wanwan for a while, figure out her whereabouts, intentionally kill, and approach the victim after theft ... "
Linked together, betting is that people are not prepared.
An ordinary person who would have thought that someone would murder himself.
The captain is in a tangle. If public opinion is crushed, the whole city must be in a trance, and they must step up.
"The note is very pertinent. Miss Bai, if everything is related to six years ago, the killer must have a reason for you. Did you do anything special six years ago?"
Su Xin covered her temples with her hands, closed her eyes, and finally shook her head.
"Sorry, I don't really remember."
"The murderer's next move should not be you, but someone else. He may want to intimidate you constantly to achieve his purpose."
"But there is an important point, how did the murderer find you."
"Why revenge after six years?"
These are doubts.
Su Xin doesn't remember those people six years ago, let alone where they are now, what they look like, what they do, and why do the killers know?
Why come six years apart, not earlier?
"Cut off the front end of women's physical characteristics to eat, it may be a psychological abnormality, dependence on breast milk or mother, or it may be another situation, Miss Bai said that they are strangely dressed people in the cave, maybe this is their tribe Represents a meaningful activity. "
The captain deserves to be an old connoisseur and suddenly speculates a lot.
"He put the heads of two people in front of me, and I felt not just for intimidation, but ..."
"But what?"
"It's like watching the prey constantly struggling in the net, watching the prey waiting for death without knowing when it will come, watching her panic and fear, enjoying this joy."
"I think I must be special in the murderer's heart. He loves me the most and hates me the most. Fate is, I don't remember what I did."
Su Xin rubbed her forehead with a headache. What did the original owner do?
It's okay not to have too much curiosity and kill people.
"I think these things are very likely to have something to do with one of our eleven people. That person may have recorded our original information, and the murderer found him and found all of us. I guess that person may She was the captain of the team at that time, after all, she was responsible for bringing us all together. "
How to find it in the vast crowd.
Even more deadly, there is no information about that mountain in memory.
I just remember that it was an unknown and old forest in the mountains.
If the fog map is related to the killer, you can start with the map.
Susin felt it necessary to go to the museum again.
"Captain, let's go to the museum first, Liao Qingjie, let's go."
Su Xin is a person who thinks of where to do it and pulls Liao Qingjie directly away.
Liao Qingjie looked at the hand he and Su Xin shook and raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
A taxi to the museum, Su Xin went directly to the curator's office.
At this time, the curator should be here, and the curator has recently returned.
Su Xin knocked on the door, and there was a response inside.
"Little Yan?"
"Director, I want to ask where the stolen picture was unearthed?"
"Let me see."
The curator pushed his glasses and went to the information cabinet to find it.
The curator took out a folder and every thing that entered the museum would be recorded in the book, including its subsequent movements.
"In a small grave in Qiuzeshan, that one is a little weird, a bit better than the grave specifications, but much worse than the grave. There is nothing to indicate the identity of the owner of the grave. The painting is probably the owner of the tomb. "
The curator said.
The tombs of the emperors are tombs, the princes are graves, and the people are graves.
"Qiu Zeshan, thank you curator."
Su Xin read it again, and after the thanks, the wind dragged Liao Qingjie like a wind.
"Where are you going?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure they have a relationship?"
"half."
"Then you have to go?"
"Aren't you going to wait here to die? Yes, you can find a clue!"
Su Xin stopped, raised her head and looked at Liao Qingjie.
"Are you afraid?"
The eyes were provocative, as if the burning sun was burning.
"This word doesn't exist in my life."
At that moment, Liao Qingjie suddenly felt the feeling of long absence.