Chapter 39

Zhong Kui raised her head: "Is whether I have killed someone the most important thing right now? Do you want to investigate the case or not?" Her mouth was always half-true and half-false. At this moment, Qi Fei had to listen to her, so he had to ask obediently: "So, what do you mean?"

Zhong Kui took the pen from Wu Shanqiu's hand and drew a circle on the paper: "So, this matter may not be as complicated as you think. It's just that after completing the murder, they went to the vicinity to do the last action, sending a message to Pan Ting to confuse the public."

"Do you mean to search around with this signal base station as the center?" Qi Fei asked.

Wu Shanqiu immediately interrupted them: "That's not right. At that time, this vicinity had already been searched, and Niu Yinzhu was not found."

"Then I don't know how you searched at that time," Zhong Kui shrugged, seemingly confident in her judgment, and smiled wickedly: "To have so many people pull shit and splash it on her is also a big project. Are you sure the owners of these excrements all participated?"

Zhong Kui's words woke up Qi Fei, who was on the side.

"Straw fibers, feces..." he muttered, and suddenly remembered something, and rushed to the desk.

He kept looking through the records at the time. Niu Yinzhu went missing in such a winter, and many traces were washed away by several winter rains.

The place where the last message was sent was near the highway from Nancheng to Hai City. On both sides were endless rice fields, which was also a big reason why Niu Yinzhu's traces were not found at the beginning.

Rice straw stacks were neatly stacked at the scene.

The winter rice fields, just like this year, were desolate, lonely, and unobstructed.

However, among a pile of similar photos, Qi Fei set his gaze on a lonely scarecrow inserted at the edge of the rice field.

"There is a septic tank on the side!" Qi Fei seemed to have caught some ghost and became excited.

"This is used for watering artificial fertilizer, right?" Wu Shanqiu looked at it from behind and said.

"Go!" Qi Fei took his coat, ready to go out immediately.

"Where are you going?" Wu Shanqiu looked confused.

Zhong Kui said leisurely from behind: "Go find the scarecrow."

Wu Shanqiu looked confused: "Does this scarecrow have anything to do with our case?"

"You can remove the two words 'straw'," Zhong Kui said with a smile, saying cruel words.

The car sped on the highway to the rice field. Along the way, Wu Shanqiu always held a skeptical attitude: "Brother Fei, this time I really can't agree. I have communicated with the partners who handled the missing person case many times. Last time, police dogs were even dispatched. If that scarecrow was really Niu Yinzhu, it would have been discovered long ago!"

"Feces," Qi Fei said calmly, "These odors will seriously interfere with the sense of smell of police dogs. Moreover, at that time, the main focus was on searching along the route, and this place is almost at the foot of the mountain..."

"The partners you mentioned are the police from the nearby police station, not the people from your Major Crimes Unit, right?" Zhong Kui sat in the back row of the car and interrupted.

Wu Shanqiu turned around: "The police from the nearby area participated in the search, that's right. Can you calculate this too?"

Zhong Kui played with her long hair and said casually: "Then that's right. They are too familiar with this environment. This scarecrow must have always been there. Everyone was busy looking for people according to Niu Yinzhu's appearance. It's a typical habituation phenomenon."

"What you just said, it doesn't sound like a shaman, but like psychological analysis," Qi Fei said suddenly.

Hearing this, Zhong Kui's expression changed slightly, and then she said: "Isn't this a common saying? We will arrive at the destination soon."

"How do you know?"

"Don't forget that I am your consultant now. Consultants have the authority to read files. Don't you know that I like to do homework?"

Zhong Kui's words were always impeccable, and made people feel that something was wrong.

However, Qi Fei had no time to argue with her at this moment. Three years had passed, and it was highly probable that they would run empty, but he still held a glimmer of expectation in his heart, like a gambler, knowing it was impossible but still wanting to fight.

It was Zhong Kui, as always, calm and composed. When the car pulled over, she was not in a hurry, and got out of the car slowly at the end.

Qi Fei couldn't wait to look in the direction in the photo.

Vaguely, in the biting cold wind of winter, the scarecrow was as small as a toothpick inserted in the field near the horizon, but it still didn't prevent Qi Fei from confirming that this was the one in the photo.

It was impossible to drive in the field. Qi Fei jumped off the ridge and ran towards that direction. However, the wind in the wilderness had no shelter, and the cold air scraped his throat, which was very painful. Not long after, he stopped.

Behind him was Wu Shanqiu catching up Pan Ting, saying intermittently: "Brother Fei, wait for us."

Only Zhong Kui met with them after a long while.

The three people walked against the wind for nearly an hour before finally arriving near the scarecrow.

Even in winter, the pungent smell of the septic tank was strong enough to make people vomit. It was even harder to imagine what it would be like in summer.

However, these were not the focus of their concern.

Under the gloomy sky, the scarecrow wore a hat, and the clothes on its body had been torn into strips by the wind of the years, vaguely revealing the human shape wrapped in black plastic film.

Even at such a close distance, this scarecrow, which looked too normal, still made Wu Shanqiu full of doubts about Qi Fei's speculation, while Qi Fei only felt so nervous that his heart was about to jump to his throat, plus the smell of the septic tank, almost making him vomit.

While the two were hesitating, Zhong Kui walked to the scarecrow in two or three steps, pulled off the plastic cloth wrapped on its face, and a skull face appeared in front of them. The hollow eyes seemed to still carry the fear before death, frozen at this moment.

Niu Yinzhu had stood quietly for three years in broad daylight, facing the traffic on the highway in the distance.

"Who exactly..." Qi Fei muttered in the face of this shocking way of abandoning the corpse.

"I have to admit, this is really a genius place to abandon the corpse. The smell of the septic tank perfectly covered the smell of the corpse," Zhong Kui said. "Standing by the septic tank to be blown by the wind and sun after death, whoever killed Niu Yinzhu really hated her to the extreme!"

"Shaman, did you sense anything?" Qi Fei asked Zhong Kui.

"Sorry, there are too many filthy things here. My little ability to communicate with spirits is afraid to fail. I'm really curious, how big a splash will it make when the news of Niu Yinzhu's confirmed death is passed back to Nancheng Investment?" Zhong Kui looked up at Niu Yinzhu's skull face and said.

"Is there a possibility that the message asking for the location was sent by Niu Yinzhu herself..." Qi Fei looked around and overturned his previous speculation.