Chapter 10

What entered Qi Fei's sight was another shocking scene. On the wall, a monster was drawn with dark red bloodstains, with two faces, four hands, and four feet. The two faces were not the same, but vaguely, one could see that one was a man's face and one was a woman's face, smiling eerily at them.

Below was a plastic bucket full of blood with a mop inserted in it, which seemed to be the tool used for painting.

Now, Zhu Ming'en's blood had also been found.

It was just that this painting looked so eerie, as if that monster had crawled out of Zhu Ming'en's dream.

"My god..." Xiao Lu murmured, "Was this done by the person who sent me the lunch box yesterday?"

"Xiao Lu... you brushed past the devil," Qi Fei said in a deep voice. Only he knew that his back was chilling.

The old man, however, was strangely calm, complaining: "Oh, your father, you made my place so messy, it'll take a long time to clean up again."

"You don't need to clean it up. This is a crime scene, we have to protect it," Qi Fei looked at the thin old man with suspicious eyes and said.

Qi Fei walked out of the morgue, and colleagues who heard the news were busy setting up a cordon behind him. But he was always restless. Everything, everything, inevitably pointed to one person—Zhong Kui.

And he didn't have sufficient reason to summon her, nor any way to find her.

That address, which was like a riddle, felt like a demonstration, showing him that she occupied the absolute initiative and would only appear in front of him when she needed to.

If it really was Zhong Kui, then who was the painting on the wall for? That flamboyant style overflowing with death and enthusiasm shocked Qi Fei more than Zhu Ming'en's broken body.

The scene had been collected, and the wheelchair left outside the door was being carefully packaged, ready to be brought back to the police station for further inspection.

"It was just a step away, why leave it outside the door?" Qi Fei said to himself. If it was just to kill, pushing Zhu Ming'en to the side of the dissection table with a wheelchair would be more labor-saving. He couldn't think of the necessity of abandoning the wheelchair at the door.

From the inspection just now, the scene had been carefully cleaned by the murderer, and not a single fingerprint had been left.

"Brother Fei, what are you looking at?" Wu Shanqiu, who rushed to the scene, said beside him, interrupting Qi Fei's thoughts.

"I'm thinking, why would someone who does things so meticulously leave so many obvious clues..." Qi Fei looked through the cordon. That monster drawn with blood was shocking no matter how many times he looked at it, "The murderer hopes we find Zhu Ming'en, can't wait for us to see it."

"This matter is really a bit tricky. I just talked to the forensic doctor. From the situation of the wound, Zhu Ming'en should have been alive when he was dismembered. It's too cruel," Wu Shanqiu said dejectedly.

"The other party did to him what he did to Chen Xiaojing."

"Originally, the Chen family had a very high suspicion, but the team just sent news that Chen Xiaojing's parents and other close relatives were all in Sanwu Town last night, not in Nancheng, so we can basically rule out their suspicion of committing the crime." Wu Shanqiu said.

"But there was one person in Nancheng yesterday," Qi Fei said, his mood complex.

"Hmm? Who did we miss?" Wu Shanqiu asked.

"Zhong Kui," Qi Fei took a deep breath, as if hoping he hadn't said this name.

However, Wu Shanqiu's reaction exceeded Qi Fei's expectations. She actually smiled: "Haha, it can't be her, Brother Fei."

Qi Fei looked at Wu Shanqiu in surprise: "What are you doing? Have you been brainwashed by that spirit medium?"

"What are you talking about? Speaking of which, it's such a coincidence. When I got off work yesterday, I met a particularly beautiful big cat on the road and couldn't help but pet it twice. Unexpectedly, the cat's owner was Zhong Kui. We chatted and she said she missed the last bus to Sanwu Town, so I invited her to spend the night at my place. We chatted until quite late. I received the notification early this morning. I can testify that Zhong Kui didn't have the time to commit the crime," Wu Shanqiu said with a grin.

"Hmm? Such a coincidence?"

"That's what I'm saying. Nancheng is so big, and we still met in the middle of the night."

"I'm not talking about this. A little earlier than you last night, I also met her. Similarly, it was also the path led by that cat. In one night, we met two policemen, and both were responsible for this Chen Xiaojing case. Don't you think it's a coincidence?" Qi Fei looked at Wu Shanqiu with deep eyes.

When Wu Shanqiu heard this, the liveliness on her face disappeared: "Brother Fei, are you saying she did it on purpose?"

"Heh, at least it ruled out that she wasn't the murderer. But, she took Chen Youwei's money and promised Chen Youwei in front of me that Zhu Ming'en would get the end he deserved. As a result, Zhu Ming'en was really tortured to death. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Wu Shanqiu opened her eyes wide after hearing this: "Ah, now that you mention it... it's very suspicious, Brother Fei. My hair is standing on end. To be honest, when she was chatting with me last night, I almost regarded her as a friend. It sounded very sincere and kind."

"Hmm, does she have a feeling of soul-stirring?"

"Huh? You say this as if you have a deep experience, brother."

Qi Fei was poked by Wu Shanqiu, and his ears turned red. He hurriedly asked seriously: "Seriously, where is Zhong Kui now? She wouldn't still be staying at your house, would she?"

"She left the house with me, saying she was going back to Sanwu Town. If I had known, I would have kept her in Nancheng. This person is hard to find once she goes back."

"You said she chatted happily with you last night. What did she talk to you about?" Qi Fei suddenly asked.

"This, uh..." Wu Shanqiu was about to say, but suddenly frowned, "Sigh? What did we chat about? I just remember we were petting the cat, chatting, very happy."

"Can't remember, right?" Qi Fei had an "as expected" look.

"Damn, I really can't remember. How could this happen!"

"The same as when I came back from Sanwu Town."

"Oh right, Brother Fei, haven't you remembered her home address yet?"

Qi Fei shook his head: "Forget it, even if Zhong Kui didn't find you, the possibility of her being the murderer isn't very high. I just looked at the dissection table. There are many new scratches on it, which should have been left when the murderer dismembered the deceased last night. The wheelchair was left at the door. Without the help of tools, controlling an adult male and moving him to the dissection table isn't something her build and strength can do."

"If even Zhong Kui isn't, then who could it be?"

"This Chen Xiaojing case has received too much attention. I've seen the details of the body being discovered all over the internet. We can't rule out the possibility of imitation crime."

While the two were seriously analyzing the case, a "rumbling" sound came at an inappropriate time.

Wu Shanqiu heard it, glanced at Qi Fei's stomach, and then smirked: "Hehe Brother Fei, you didn't eat breakfast?"

"I received a call early in the morning and came over. Where would I have time to eat? Did you eat?" Qi Fei said forcefully on purpose, masking his embarrassment.

Wu Shanqiu smirked: "I ate very full, Zhong Kui made it. Don't say, it was very fragrant."

"You dare to eat the food of this person, are you a policeman with such a big heart?" Qi Fei stopped when he said this. Wu Shanqiu's words reminded him, "Lunch box, that lunch box!"