Nightmare Attack

Chapter 570

Chapter 570

The disappearance of the May train happened three years ago, but the body looked fresh, and the time of death could not be more than 3 days.

"The May train is back." Director Qiao raised his head and said hoarsely.

The corpse was a man, who seemed to be in his early 30s, without any scars on his body, only that weird smiling face made people feel very uncomfortable.

The weirdness of the smiling face can't be described in words, and Huai Yi couldn't figure out what this man saw before he died.

He seemed to have died in extreme joy, but the exaggerated expression showed that the man was very nervous at that time, and even had a little bit of fear in it.

Pleasure, fear, tension and various emotions mixed together will make this matter very complicated.

But one thing is certain, the man must have been killed by a ghost.

Even if there is no foreshadowing from Director Qiao, it can't be hidden from everyone's eyes. There are no newcomers standing here.

They could vaguely smell another kind of coldness from the corpse, which was different from the cold.

It's what's left of those things.

Jiang Cheng reached out and took off a pair of gloves from the shelf on one side. After putting them on, he began to examine the corpse.

The body was placed on a wooden plank, and under the plank were thick logs erected one by one.

The cracks in the wood were filled with ice.

Even though the corpses were stored in this way, there was still a faint rancid smell in the room, which made my hair swell after smelling for a long time.

"What is the identity of the man?" Jiang Cheng took off his gloves and threw them aside, while looking at Director Qiao.

Sure enough, as he said, except for the occasional corpse spots, there was no trauma on the corpse.

"Feng Delin, the son of Master Feng." Director Qiao said solemnly: "Master Feng is a big family in Huishi Town. His roots here and his network of connections are very deep. He has contacts in both the military and government. Even I dare not Offend him easily."

"No wonder you rushed to arrest us to solve the case, and you only gave us 7 days." Pi Ruan seemed to have caught Director Qiao's weakness, and said sarcastically, "Master Feng forced you to solve the case within a time limit. If you don't find him, kill him." The murderer of your son took off the black hat on your head or something."

For this, Director Qiao did not refute, but looked into Pi Ruan's eyes, and said coldly: "After 7 days, if the case cannot be solved, I will resign and leave, but before I resign, I can guarantee that you will see it with your own eyes. to the point where my brains flow out."

Hearing that Pi Ruan, who was still in the upper hand, immediately withered.

"There should be other victims." Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked at Director Qiao. "Only one person died. You wouldn't immediately think of the May train."

Director Qiao motioned to the young policeman who came in, and the latter immediately went to one side of the wall, and after playing with it for a while, a light suddenly lit up in the room.

With the light, everyone suddenly discovered that this room was much larger than what they had seen before, and there was a white screen standing a few meters away from them.

No, it's not a screen, but a curtain that looks like it's spliced ​​together with white sheets.

Before they thought it was a wall.

As the young police officer walked over and opened the curtain little by little, the scene behind surprised everyone.

Behind the curtain, more than a dozen white cloths are neatly arranged.

Under each white cloth is a corpse.

"They are all members of the Feng family. Including Feng Delin, there are thirteen corpses in total." After a while, Director Qiao said again: "If this matter cannot be resolved within a week, the Feng family will die."

"My God, what kind of outrageous thing did this do? It's so ruthless." The fat man saw the corpses covered in white cloths, and felt that this ghost's hostility was simply too heavy.

Regarding this, Jiang Cheng didn't see anything on his face. He turned to look at Director Qiao and asked, "Is everyone the same?"

"Yes, they are all the same." Thinking of those weird smiling faces, Director Qiao's expression was very bad.

"Among all the victims, are they from the Feng family?" This time it was Luo He who spoke, staring at the face of the corpse with a peaceful voice.

"Yes." Chief Joe replied.

"In this way, it seems that the murderer is targeting the Feng family, and the Feng family is bound to be wiped out." Jiang Cheng did not mention the word ghost, but replaced it with the murderer, which would avoid a lot of trouble.

"Director Qiao, you mentioned the case of the disappearance of the May train before. The death of the Feng family members who were killed now is the same as that of the victims in the last carriage of the train. Don't you think there is something strange about it?" Jiang Cheng asked Questions that normal people can think of.

"I understand what you mean. The Feng family is indeed related to this incident to some extent." Director Qiao did not shy away from this question, and said bluntly: "The transportation of the victims was funded by the Feng family. The May train, It was also found by the Feng family."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the iron gate was pushed open, and a poorly-professed policeman ran in, his face full of panic, but just as he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Cheng and others looking at him, so he immediately shut up.

But Director Qiao seemed to understand something, frowned and said: "There are no outsiders here, if there is anything, just tell me."

The police officer who got permission immediately said in a panic: "Director Qiao, it's not good. Just now, there was news from Feng's residence that another one died this morning!"

"Who is this time?" Director Qiao asked hurriedly.

"It was a Taoist priest invited by Mr. Feng to exorcise ghosts. He died in the mourning hall set up by Qiao's family. He originally planned to keep watch at night to exorcise ghosts, but when he went to have a look this morning, everyone was cold." After finishing speaking, the police officer was terrified again. Glancing at more than a dozen grave-like corpses inside, he whispered, "It's still the same...same expression."

"How is Mr. Feng?" Chief Qiao said with annoyance written all over his face.

"Master Feng has fallen ill and is being treated by a doctor, but I heard that the situation is very bad." The policeman added.

Director Qiao turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng and the others, "Go over now, Wu Ergou will tell you the specific situation."

"Remember, you only have 7 days." Chief Qiao said, "Don't think about running away. There are my people all over Huishi Town, and you can't escape from my palm."

After speaking, Chief Qiao left with another young police officer.

It could be seen that he was in a bad mood, and no one would feel good about such a thing.

He can't afford to offend the Feng family, and he can't even offend the ghosts.

That's why they found a group like Jiangcheng.

It seemed that Director Qiao himself didn't have much hope for solving this matter, and he came to Jiangcheng and the others more to act as a scapegoat.

Following Wu Ergou out of the police station, they turned eastward and westward, and came to a bustling street surrounded by shops.

The hawkers who sell food are very loud, and there is a mat on the corner of the street, and there are stalls filled with various small commodities.

　Happy National Day, brothers, add more today (the monthly ticket is doubled, I have no other meaning, just to tell everyone.)

(End of this chapter)