I Was Once a Legend

Chapter 152 Serial Murder Cases

While Fix was resting, Dong Zheng carefully checked the entire room except the master bedroom. He speculated that Fix had been single for a long time, but before that, he might have lived with other people in this building. In the house, for some reason, the traces of that person were deliberately removed by Fix, and there was nothing left.

Dong Zheng found a stack of newspapers from the cabinet, found the last month's headlines one by one, and finally saw such a news in the newspaper a week ago.

The second son of the rich man Ferdinand died unexpectedly, the cause of death is under investigation

His intuition told him that this was definitely important information, and Dong Zheng carefully read all the content mentioned in the newspaper: Ferdinand is a well-known rich man in the whole state, and has a good reputation for being enthusiastic about charity, and his family lives in this wisteria town However, a week earlier, the day before this paper was published, on October 10, Ferdinand's second son, George, aged only 4, was found in his home with a gun and killed himself.

George was the child of Ferdinand when he was nearly 40 years old. He has always loved him very much. After the incident, he firmly did not believe that his son would commit suicide. The police intervened in the investigation. After investigating the scene, they found some very subtle clues .

As for what the clue is, the newspaper will definitely not write it out. Dong Zheng suspects that even this sentence was added by the media to promote sales. Western media always like to use this trick.

Dong Zheng opened the next day's newspaper.

On October 10, the headline was still the progress of the investigation into the suicide of Ferdinand's second son. After searching and collecting evidence, the police suspected that George's death might not have been a suicide.

The headline on October 10 changed its protagonist, and another resident of Wisteria Town died. He was found dead in his garden with his left hand missing—this is the same as George’s death.

Dong Zheng regained his spirits all of a sudden. Apart from committing suicide by swallowing a gun, the previous two newspapers did not describe George's death in detail. Now it seems that someone took away his left hand before his body was found. ?Or was the hand gone before George died?

Dong Zheng tended to the first situation. If George's hand was taken away by the "murderer" before he died, there would definitely be a lot of blood on the scene, and it was impossible for the police to think it was a suicide.

So why did his killer take George's left hand?Did the death of the later deceased come from the same series as George's?

Dong Zheng continued to look back.

Flipping through the newspaper that Fix brought back when he returned home today, Dong Zheng already had a rough outline of what the box wanted him to do.

Including George, three residents of Wisteria Town died one after another within this week. Their bodies were found in their respective homes. The death conditions were different, but all their left hands were missing. After death, the hand was cut off.

In addition, two other people were missing, and their families could not contact them no matter what method they used. These two people disappeared into the small town as if they had disappeared from the world.

The headline of the newspaper on the last day directly wrote the words "Serial Killer Appears in Wisteria Town", which also expressed the true feelings of everyone in the town until now.

The two missing persons disappeared on October 10th and October 7th respectively. Dong Zheng felt bad when he thought of the strange taste of the broth for breakfast today.

He put down the newspaper, went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

A piece of freshly frozen meat was placed on the upper layer, red and white, with bright red blood streaks in its texture, exuding the smell of blood that had not been frozen.

In addition, there are some pasta and green vegetables in the refrigerator, and a few cartons of milk.

Dong Zheng washed his hands, took a deep breath, touched the meat surface with his index finger, trying to figure out what kind of meat it was.

"Are you afraid of eating human flesh?" Cui Zuojing said the first sentence after entering the box. He had been observing Dong Zheng's performance in the prisoner's space, and asked when he saw the man's nervous appearance.

"To be honest, it's still disgusting." Dong Zheng pinched twice to confirm what it was, but he had never seen what human flesh looked like, so he could only tell that it wasn't any kind of beef, sheep, pig, or fish. .

"Forget it." In the end, Dong Zheng closed the refrigerator with a broken jar, washed his hands, and could only comfort himself, "Anyway, I've finished eating, what else can I do?"

Cui Zuojing laughed: "Then why didn't you pay attention at first?"

"I didn't realize something was wrong after I ate it." Dong Zheng took a deep breath, sorted the newspapers he had read and put them back where they were. He looked at the empty street outside the window and said softly: "No wonder there are no people on the street. , such things happen one after another, who else dares to go out?"

Cui Zuojing: "Hmm."

Dong Zheng sat on the sofa for a while, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

John and Fix haven't seen each other for 20 years. Let's not talk about how the two got in touch. After knowing that there are murderers in the area where they live, Fix actually let John live in his home?

Isn't this obviously tricky?

After Fix wakes up, try him out.

Thinking this way, Dong Zheng looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and a line of words suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Do you want to jump the time to the moment when the next plot point occurs? 】

【Yes】

【no】

Although Dong Zheng has never entered the single-person box, he also knows that in the single-person box, there are often no important things happening. In order to save time for pilgrims, the box has the function of jumping to the plot point.

He chose "Yes", and his eyes gradually darkened.

A few seconds later, his consciousness became clear again. Dong Zheng opened his eyes, and what he saw was still the bedroom in the dark. He lay quietly waiting for the plot to come. Three minutes later, he heard the slight sound of the door opening from the master bedroom next door.

Fix came out of his room.

Dong Zheng listened intently to the movement outside, and silently simulated in his heart: Fix went to the living room and wanted to drink some water, but accidentally knocked the glass down on the coffee table because the light was not turned on, he poured water for himself, and drank it all up. , put the cup aside casually, and went to the toilet.

After coming out of the bathroom, he went out the door.

out the door?

Dong Zheng got up from the bed, he turned on the light, and the clock showed that it was five o'clock in the morning at this moment.

Is it five o'clock... Dong Zheng frowned, and immediately turned off the light. Afraid that Fix would find him awake through the light, he opened the curtain and looked out. It was dark, with only a few street lamps dimly lit, giving off an ominous atmosphere.

Going out at this time...probably a morning run plus grocery shopping, Fix made breakfast at 06:30 yesterday, which happened to match this time.

Dong Zheng thought silently, lay back down again, and the option of asking him if he wanted to fast-forward appeared in front of him again.

Is this a key plot point?

He was a little puzzled, and got up and groped out the door again in the dark, wanting to go to Fix's room. He didn't believe that the reason why the box made him jump at this time was to let him hear Fix's going out at five o'clock.

He twisted the doorknob and found that the master bedroom was locked by Fix. Dong Zheng frowned. He looked at the watch on the living room. After a long time in the dark, he recognized it by the light outside, only to find that the clock was gone.

When was it taken?

he does not know.

Dong Zheng had no choice but to return to the room full of doubts, and chose to skip the plot.

The sky is already bright.

There was the chirping of birds outside the window, and it was 45:[-] in the morning.

Like yesterday, Dong Zheng crossed off October 10th on the calendar, opened the door, and the aroma of breakfast was still blowing over his face.

Dong Zheng: …………………

He thought for a while, raised his hand and scratched his hair, hunched over, half-opened his eyes, pretended to be sick, sneezed twice, and walked out of the room.

"I wish I had a cold," he said to Fix. "Maybe the windows were left open last night."

"It doesn't matter." Fix still boiled a pot of broth with toast, and there was a layer of old calluses between the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

"It's okay, just rest for two days, but I don't have a good appetite, so I'll just eat some toast." Dong Zheng watched him put the bowl on the table, and asked, "What kind of meat is this? The taste seems to be different. I have never eaten it before. I have eaten like this."

"Horse meat." Fix replied, "It's good for the liver. Why, haven't you eaten it before?"

Dong Zheng recalled his once rich persona, and said with a smile: "I have eaten it, but your taste is different and more fragrant."

However, in fact, Dong Zheng has never eaten horse meat, so he has no way of knowing whether what Fix said is correct. The two sat at the dining table to eat, and Dong Zheng only ate two slices of toast. Take it easy.

Dong Zheng asked seemingly unintentionally: "I heard that you went out before dawn this morning, are you going shopping so early?"

"Fresh horse meat sells very quickly, so you have to go there early in the morning. It just so happens that I am used to getting up early every morning and running in the morning, so I can eat fresh horse meat every day."

This was similar to Dong Zheng's guess. After the two had eaten, Fix would go back to sleep.

Dong Zheng asked before he closed the door: "By the way, you told me not to go out casually before, what's the situation?"

Fix looked back, the smiling expression of the middle-aged man disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression: "Recently, this place is not safe, and several people have died one after another. newspapers."

Dong Zheng pretended to be taken aback, and Fix comforted him: "But as long as you stay at home, there will be no problem, don't worry."

The door of the master bedroom was closed. Dong Zheng put away his surprised expression and opened the refrigerator again. The piece of meat he saw yesterday was gone, replaced by a fresher piece.

It must have been eaten by the two of them.

There was abnormal noise on the street. Dong Zheng looked out the window and found several police cars parked on the street not far away.

He remembered Fix's warning not to go out casually, smiled, took the keys, changed his shoes, and walked out of the house for the first time.

He went all the way to the villa where the police gathered, and stood outside the cordon to watch. Except for the police, there were almost no residents of Wisteria Town here. The murders in the past few days have exhausted everyone's curiosity, and now everyone is in danger. , who else would go out casually?

In the garden next door, there was a fat aunt who was pruning plants. Dong Zheng came to her side and exclaimed in a casual way: "Did someone die again?"

"A woman from the Ford family." The aunt glanced at Dong Zheng, and when she saw his strange face, she immediately became alert: "Why have I never seen you before?"

"I live in Fix's house." Dong Zheng pointed to the house, "I'm his son. I came here to stay temporarily because something happened at home. Who knows that this place is so uneven. How do I call you? Mrs?"