Chapter 78: Macbeth (nineteen)

Fei Du had already gone upstairs, "click", as if the door was locked.
Luo Wenzhou sighed silently, forcibly pulled his attention back to the phone, and asked Tao Ran: "You said that someone set fire to Dong's family. What is there in Dong's family worth burning?"
Tao Ran looked up at Dong Xiaoqing's burned house. Strictly speaking, the situation could not be considered very serious. The fire was in the living room, most of the furniture was burned, the walls were smeared, and the carbon edge of the TV was slightly changed. , But the entire TV wall and the surrounding cabinets are okay, and important items such as the property certificate and passbook in the drawer are also intact.
"We have checked the Dong family three times before, including the websites that Dong's father and daughter have visited, the mailboxes and social tools that have been logged in, and also the rooms. This can be missed, or the thing is really inconspicuous. ... "
Luo Wenzhou interrupted him: "No, this range is too big."
"... or that thing wasn't at the Dong's house at the time." Tao Ran didn't get angry because he was interrupted by the voice. He hurriedly filled in the following words, and asked after a meal, "Isn't you there?" Is there something urgent to do? "
Luo Wenzhou was speechless.
Tao Ran said very sympathetically: "Then hang up first, I'll deal with it and report back to you."
"Wait, Tao Ran," Luo Wenzhou said quickly. "This time, the complexity may exceed our imagination. We must pay attention to safety when we are in the field. From now on, people involved in this case will never allow themselves to act alone."
Tao Ran partnered with him for many years. He heard his anxiety, answered "Clearly" with a clean voice, and hung up the phone.
"Tao deputy," Xiao Haiyang put together with red eyes. "It's paper. I think the prisoner's goal should be the paper product he used to light the sofa."
Tao Ran: "Why?"
"Residents of this type of building are on fire, and their neighbors will soon report a fire alarm. Unless they are sure that what they want to destroy is burned out, otherwise they may leave traces because of incomplete combustion," Xiao Haiyang said involuntarily. The ground quickly rose, "In addition, Dong Qian's education level is not high. I've been to his house a few times. There are no other books in the living room except for a few small advertisements that I don't know. The paintings are all in Dong Xiaoqing's study. The monitor showed that the arsonist stayed for ten minutes after prying into Dong's house. It didn't take that long to light a fire. He must be searching for something ... ... "
"I clicked it after I found it, and when it was sure that it was about the same, I threw it to the sofa and lit the whole house." Tao Ran frowned. "Don't you think it's strange? Since this person can sneak into Dong Xiaoqing without knowing it, Home, what if you want something to take away directly, why do you have to burn Dong Xiaoqing's house? Making such a big movement and leaving a picture, is this a deliberate recruitment of police to investigate the arson case? "
Xiao Haiyang froze, speechless.
"Ocean, this thing feels to me, in the eyes of the other party, the thing in Dong Xiaoqing's hand is not a particularly remarkable secret, so he burned mysteriously ... this is a provocation to us." Tao Ran pointed at him. Mobile phone, "Did you check? It was Dong Xiaoqing who texted you, or someone hijacked her number."
Xiao Haiyang reached out and held the mobile phone, but his feet didn't move: "Tao Deputy Team, is Dong Xiaoqing really dead?"
Lang Qiao has sent the scene photos to Tao Ran, and Dong Xiaoqing himself has also arrived at the forensic doctor. Tao Ran sighed and patted Xiao Haiyang's shoulder.
"I ... I have talked to her many times and I have evaluated her in private. She is definitely not the kind of person who will hurt someone with a knife. Even if she has negative emotions, it is also directed at those who point to her father. "The family members of the victims of the car accident have not been angry," said Xiao Haiyang. "She was stingy, and was immediately killed by the gangsters. Her home was burned at the same time, and there must be some manipulator behind him ..."
Tao Ran slowly pulled Xiao Haiyang's mobile phone out of his hand, and the page that Xiao Haihai had watched before stopped on the Internet news.
The assassination of the brothers Zhou Huaijin at the entrance of the hospital has been exposed. There is only a short news report. The identities of the dead and wounded and the killers are simply named. The onlookers have used their imagination to add a self-righteous cause and effect to this bizarre story. .
Xiao Haiyang's voice was a little trembling: "She's not what they say, really."
"My master asked me a word before he died," Tao Ran returned his mobile phone to Xiao Haiyang. "His old man asked me," Do you believe in Tianli Zhaozhao and retribution? "
Xiao Haiyang looked at him sternly.
"Of course I ca n’t believe it. Is n’t this feudal superstition? There is always contradiction in saying ancient sayings. I will say 'the heavens are clear, the retribution is unpleasant', and I will say 'a good man does not live long, and a thousand years of scourge are left.' Who should listen to? "Tao Ran smiled." My master said, "You have to believe, because you are a criminal police officer. When you are pursuing a suspect, you are just heavenly. The reason why this is a feudal superstition is because of your waste, Because you ca n’t find out the truth, you ca n’t understand the grievances.
The words are not rough, and I encourage you, comrades. Let ’s start with the text message. If you have any ideas to share, let ’s discuss them.
Xiao Haiyang opened his mouth, raised his glasses, and quickly requested technical assistance.
Tao Ran looked around the chaotic scene of the fire and sighed. I wonder if it was Yang Caifeng and Yang Xiaofeng who had just raised the phone. He hesitated subconsciously and clicked "zero reading".
The latest issue of the reading guide ran into his eyes-"I have never seen such a gloomy and bright day-" Macbeth ", contributor: rector."
"Fm88.6" was Yang Zhengfeng's last will. Only Tao Ran heard it in a state of extreme confusion. At that time, he did not even have a work recorder. Except for his confused memory, there was no evidence.
After Luo Wenzhou raised the suspicion of the underground passage, the police also conducted a routine investigation into this suspicious last words-the program director and related staff checked the sky, but found nothing, no matter from which aspect, this is a The boring niche listener column.
At that time, the investigation team concluded that the old man Yang Yangfeng had with him fell out of his pocket during the fight, and fell out of this channel. Tao Ran may have overheard the sound of the radio channel. In this case, there is a slight cognitive dissonance.
Tao Ran did not hesitate to follow the show alone for two months. Except for the equivalent of re-reading "Expanding Reading in Middle School Extracurricular Reading", he found nothing, and even he himself accepted the theory of cognitive dissonance ... Book habits, and found the id of the rector in this boring pastime.
The narrator did not necessarily appear once a year in the past. Tao Ran has always suspected that he was suspicious of the book, not necessarily the book ordered by others. However, three consecutive cases in the past six months have been faintly mapped by an unspoken reading program. It is a coincidence that it is too coincident.
In the burnt living room after the fire, Tao Ran stared at the title for a full minute, and fought a cold war gently.
On the other side, Luo Wenzhou hung up the phone with a lot of thought, and walked a few laps in the living room alone. He decided to go upstairs to find Fei Du. When he reached the stairwell, he accidentally bowed his head and saw the way to the basement.
Luo Wenzhou's footsteps suddenly suddenly, I do not know how to remember the way to Heng'ai Hospital, Fei Du's description of their basement.
Luo Wenzhou's foot ghost, who was about to go upstairs, made a bad turn and walked down.
The staircase leading to the basement has a corner, so that the light above can not get down, and the environment is getting darker. At the end of the staircase was an extra heavy security door with a combination lock.
Luo Wenzhou stared at the password lock for a moment and stared at the small lock. He pulled out his cell phone and made a call to Fei Du. Two beeps were heard, and the host upstairs obviously did not want to talk to him.
Luo Wenzhou opened the password input keyboard and observed for a while, and found that there was also an alarm attached to it-that is, when someone tried to forcibly enter the door or entered the wrong password, the entire villa would sound a wailing alarm.
"Maybe the siren can shake the quail upstairs, anyway, it's more civilized than I knocked in the door."
Luo Wenzhou came up with such a bad idea. Although the injury on his lower back was not a problem, it was quite painful. Today, he didn't want to do the physical work of the door. Blocked his ears.
But after waiting for a while, the alarm was expected to be silent, the indicator light on the anti-theft door flashed twice, "click", and slipped away.
Luo Wenzhou: "..."
He lowered his ear-closing hand and stared inconceivably at the security door in front of him, only to realize that he had only entered the date of Fei Du's mother's accidental death.
Luo Wenzhou never imagined that he had run out of luck, and accidentally hit the password, and then tried to open the password. He froze for a while, he glanced upstairs, and called Fei Du again- It simply shut down this time.
"Then don't blame me," Luo Wenzhou murmured. "All silence is tacit consent in me."
He rightfully lifted his foot into the most mysterious corner of the house, turned on the light and cold, facing the cold and humid atmosphere of the ground, and held it-
There is no desk in the basement, which is very empty. The ground, walls, cabinets, ceiling ... are all pale, there is a luxurious projection device in the middle, and the screen is as large as the small projection hall in the theater. Opposite the screen is a recliner with a the chair, a computer next to it, a bunch of complicated equipment that I don't know what to do, and a small freezer.
Luo Wenzhou felt a layer of cold sweat for no reason, and gently pushed open the small freezer. There were several small medicine bottles in it. The instructions were in foreign languages ​​of unknown country and could not understand.
I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that he had a faint smell of blood.
What did Fei Du do here? !!
Luo Wenzhou's heart rate soared to one-hundred and fifteen. For a while, his mind was blank and almost stood still. Ten thousand bees flew around his ear.
For a long while, he slightly bit his tongue, shook his head hard, and looked around, thinking, "No, it shouldn't be, there is no weapon to use."
With Feidu's body that seduce goods, what he really wants to do, it is impossible to use his bare hands.
Luo Wenzhou worked hard to calm down, and took a closer look at the deck chair with the straps, and hovered in his throat, he slammed back into his chest, Luo Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief-he found himself shocked, the lounge chair The the belt is a seat belt type, you can buckle it yourself, and really use it to kill and divide the body, I am afraid it is not easy to use.
He stretched out his hand and touched it on the leather recliner, took photos of the inexplicable pile of instruments and medicine bottles, and quietly sent them to Langqiao, instructing her to check what it was.
A headset hangs on the back of the chair, Luo Wenzhou picks it up and puts it in his ear, turning on the audiovisual equipment in front of him.
First, the soothing music sound of "up" flowed into his ears along the excellent sound quality headphones. Luo Wenzhou never realized that this song was so nice, and was screaming hysterically when he was feeling the expensiveness of the electronic equipment. Suddenly pierced the music without warning. Rao is Luo Wenzhou's excellent psychological quality, and could not help but stab it hard.
At this moment, the large screen on the projection suddenly turned on, and he looked up dumbly--
A live killing video is being broadcast on it. It was uploaded by a perverted murderer abroad a few years ago. The killer has given a needle to see the of the foreigner's family. The video has also been cleaned up by the official, but it is still being transmitted on the dark web. The victim in the video screamed like a dying animal, screaming and singing intertwined in the amazing sound effects of the headphones, like two whips to whip the soul.
Luo Wenzhou unbearably tore off his headphones and fast forward, followed by videos of beheadings, videos of executions, videos of abuse of prisoners and hostages by members of extremist groups, pictures ...
Luo Wenzhou's tuned mobile phone suddenly
hummed
. When he got excited, he almost smashed the phone to the ground. When he picked it up, his voice was wrong: "Hey?"
"Boss, where are you? Is it convenient to speak?" Lang Qiao asked in a low voice. "Which of the black workshops will you not break into?
Luo Wenzhou frowned: "What treatment withdrawal center?"
"I looked for the photo you sent," Lang Qiao said. "It's an electric shock device, those drugs have emetics, sedatives, and some others ..."
Luo Wenzhou couldn't hear what she said behind her.
Fei Du was able to spit himself into a dehydrated halo, trembling before he couldn't stop his hands, and repeatedly sang songs ... as if there were explanations.