
At this time, news about ‘Butterfly’ Killer has spread throughout the country, including Beijing.
Oi! I am an article!
When Jin Xiaozhe saw the news item, he was on set. The lights are dazzling, the crowd. He sat in the babysitter's car, looking for silence amidst the noise.
He watches real-time news on small television and studies all cases conducted by a special investigation team. The cameras on the spot even swept over the police force at the scene, and he vaguely saw a familiar figure, tall and grim, but he wasn't sure it was him.
Oi! I am an article!
No, it must be him.
He can't be wrong about her.
Jin Xiaozhe sighed softly and pulled his blanket tightly onto his body. He stared at the tent outside the window, seemingly missing. With a swoosh, the door opened, and his assistant handed him a cup of his throat-soothing tea every day. “Jin jie , drink this while hot. Your throat must have hurt after crying during that last scene.”
Jin Xiaozhe picked up the cup and swallowed a large mouthful of tea.
Oi! I am an article!
After a while, the director shouted for everyone to prepare for filming. Jin Xiaozhe took off his blanket and stood up. She was wearing a dazzling qipao, and her demeanor was exquisite and charming. He took a deep breath, put on high heels and walked towards the camera.
He has his battlefield, he has his.
Both will go well.
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At the same time, Fang Qing stood still in front of the large tree, staring intently at the tree bark beside the corpse. It was dark, but the smallest clue could not escape the grim eyes of criminal investigators.
“There's something here!” said sharp.
Bo Jinyan and the others gathered around him.
“This is . . . “Kata An Yan hesitated.
“J . .” Jian Yao had placed Bo Jinyan's hand on the bark, and she was tracing the outline. She asked, “Is this her letter, ‘J’?”
Jian Yao was surprised.
In the tree where Feng Yuexi was crucified, blood had been used to write this simple pattern. On closer inspection, it really looks like the letter ‘J’.
“What does this mean?” Everyone looked at Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao.
It is impossible to know the hidden meaning based on just this one letter alone. Bo Jinyan's smile felt cold as she said, “Do you know why she wants to leave this mark? Because he can't control himself. He followed his heart when committing this crime; if he had to control his current desires, then it would all be meaningless. ”
Fang Qing had doubts. “Could he have intentionally left this ‘hint’ to mislead us?”
Bo Jinyan replied, “With Chen Jin, that might really be amateurs. But someone who has reached this level of insolence and experience would be completely disdainful to do such a thing. Do you think he cares about what we think of him?
An Yan suddenly spoke up. “In the anime twin revenge murder case, Ke Qian was also crucified. Is there a link? ”
Fang Qing said, “The technique is similar, but not identical.”
Bo Jinyan said, “The crucifixion always carries a sense of punishment and shame. This is not an unusual sight in the history of crime. However, the core markers and their actions are not the same. This killer is obsessed with butterflies but the masked killer is not. It is impossible to say now whether there is a relationship between the two.”
Everyone is silent. Only Jian Yao could see that Bo Jinyan was clearly somewhat excited, so she spoke faster and louder. He himself felt restless and depressed, but, upon seeing this glimpse of his self-satisfaction, he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. He could almost imagine how Bo Jinyan's mind worked now: Hey, there's finally a serial killer who meets the standards . It was just that the present Bo Jinyan was not as arrogant and careless as she once was.
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No fingerprints or DNA traces.
There are also no surveillance records.
So much has been done on the body in the CPI, yet the rest of the CTF, even in the nooks and crannies, is completely without a clue, as if no one has ever been there.
Even the most inexperienced criminal investigator can see that this is the job of a criminal expert with perfect skills.
He's a real butterfly killer.
The police once again questioned Shi Peng.
Shi Peng told them a short, cryptic, and mysterious story.
Back then, he, Chen Jin and Feng Yuexi were teenagers. They often play in the hills and mountains of their old hometown. One time, they visited a barren mountain that they had never visited before.
They strayed.
When Shi Peng and Feng Yuexi found Chen Jin, he was sleeping outside the cave. They rushed to wake him up, but Chen Jin could not remember anything about what had happened. “As if he hit his head or something when he ran down the mountain. .”
When Shi Peng looked into the cave with the help of the gloomy sunlight, through the pitch blackness of the interior, he could vaguely see what looked like a painting on the cave wall.
As a child, Shi Peng was undisciplined and did not care about rules and regulations, and liked to engage in fights and brawls. However, when he actually faced the situation, he was much more careful than Chen Jin and Feng Yuexi.
“Come back,” he said, avoiding suggestions that they should check the cave further. Chen Jin was still confused, and, although Feng Yuexi was curious, he followed the child's advice.
After that, from some time that no one could remember, Chen Jin started to like butterflies. Each species of butterfly, butterfly art. . .However, he doesn't seem obsessive, so people just think of him as a biology-based interest from top students. As for the time on the mountain slope, when he was briefly separated from his companions, he could never remember what had really happened. In addition to the large lump on the back of his head that took more than ten days to subside.
Time pass. The adult Shi Peng naturally forgot all about this little episode, until Fang Qing showed him the photos of Chen Jin's painting at the scene. Shi Peng was greatly shocked, and experienced the feeling of deja vu. When he thought about it at home, he thought, Isn't the painting exactly like the butterfly painting that looks faintly inside the cave?
What does this have to do with Chen Jin's crime and Feng Yuexi's death? Shi Peng had no way of knowing.
The police wanted to interrogate Chen Jin again, but it was already a useless proposition. Because Chen Jin was in the detention center, crazy.
Jian Yao, Bo Jinyan and a few others went to visit him. A man who was once tall, handsome and dignified, now like a child, curled up in the corner of a cell, trembling in fear, repeatedly muttering, “Do not eat me. . . Ah Peng, Yuexi, save me. .” No one knew if he had ever seen a butterfly, or something else.
Moreover, when the police called ‘butterfly-’ or ‘gua’ to him, they responded with a blank expression. No matter how they asked, he remained silent.
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“Memories are an interesting thing,” Bo Jinyan said. “He thinks he forgot, he believes that he never experienced it. But, in reality, it was always on his mind. ”
Thus Bo Jinyan said in the car on the way to the mountain Shi Peng pointed out.
“I noticed that Chen Jin called the butterfly several times in his confession:
In her youth, she saw butterflies in the mountains, and was moved by her freedom and beauty. From that moment on, he was obsessed with them;
Before he committed the murder, he had a dream about a young man, standing up and holding a knife. A butterfly landed on his shoulder;
He always saw the butterfly staring at him. . .
Perhaps, the butterflies he had seen in his youth were not real butterflies, but rather the image of the butterfly Shi Peng mentioned.
We previously thought that the young man holding the knife was a metaphor for himself. Maybe not, but someone else he saw as a child.”
Fang Qing and the others were shocked. “Youth? Do you mean to say that Chen Jin saw the real butterfly killer when he was a kid?