His face turned dark and then he said, "One day, Xin Er cried and ran home. She looked so sad that she hugged my arm and cried that she was scolded by the boss’s brother. I secretly remembered the name Asen. The next day it was rainy. I thought of many ways to worry about mixing into the supermarket and being caught by Xin Er. Asen and a mother and daughter came out. I followed the three people to the park and pulled Asen into the grass. First, I covered his mouth and repaired it severely. Then I asked what happened. My head seemed to be told by Asen.
Chapter six hundred and twenty-seven Destiny showdown!
"Fantasy and association breed the motive of the case?" Lin Muxia quickly took a pen to record her incredible way: "Before I arrested you, I thought about what the motive of the sanitary towel killer was, but your dead wife was the source of the crime."
"But I can’t forget Sophie," Wu Zhenzhen didn’t deny, he explained. "Subconsciously, I pinned my thoughts on the dead. Someone stole my wife and I will kill her! Xin Er Gong is the guardian of her place. When I heard that someone stole Sophie and made my daughter feel sad, my heart flew into a rage … I told Asen to report this situation to me as soon as possible regardless of other means, but before I joined their organization, I was used to being restrained and unwilling to be controlled. I looked out of the grass and asked my mother and daughter if it was his sister-in-law. The two of them are very much in love. I saw that I threatened him that if he didn’t do it, he would tell the story of his uncle and sister-in-law, so that he would be ruined and spurned. Arsene would compromise and take it. He did well. Once a woman stole Sophie, he sent a small plane like a wasp to note it. When it was dark, I recovered my strength and went to the note address to defend Sophie. "
Lin Muxia remembers her eyes flashing and confusing one by one. "Must be of special significance to your case?"
"What do you mean?" Wu Zhenzhen asks.
"Notebook brain audio" Lin Muxia stared at the eyes of the criminal. She said slowly, "The woman cried for hours."
"Oh …!"
Wu Zhenzhen’s brow was full of sadness. He whispered, "That cry was Sophie!"
"ah? She cried for three or four hours? " I stare big eyes way
Wu Zhenzhen laughed at herself. "Sophie’s spirit was on the verge of collapse that night. I beat her and cried without scolding her. I yelled at her. Stop crying and talk to me. She cried in despair as if she couldn’t hear me. I lost my temper and stole a notebook. I went back to my ancestral home and told her that you still have the face to cry and see how long you can cry. One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes, one hour, two hours … Is it a head? Seeing the notes, Sophie finally cried and fell into a coma for 4 hours, 32 minutes and 52 seconds! "
"Then what is the significance of playing this wife crying on the crime scene?" I am puzzling way
"I will kill!"
Wu Zhenzhen is really thinking like a disease. He doesn’t joke that "they bullied Sophie, so let these people listen to Sophie’s desperate cry and let them know how painful my wife is!" Let them know that repentance makes their souls restless! "
"Got it" Lin Muxia secretly spit tongue.
I said this is different from making a mountain out of a molehill? Others just stole a sanitary towel with the same name as your wife, which is like stealing a wife. Alas, I really feel that the menstrual female deceased sadly urged them to be greedy for a few dollars, but instead put their lives in it. If they spend money to buy absolutely peaceful things normally, it’s better to have a good day.
"In addition, the reason why you glued the hips and thighs of the deceased to the wall, with their backs by the window, and their hair was because of Sophie?" Lin Muxia asked in detail, after all, there are too many strange things about sanitary napkin serial killings.
Wu Zhenzhen shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "No, these are made by Xin Er."
"aye? Sew the special needle and thread on the hands and faces of the deceased and pretend to be crying … "I stopped for a few seconds and asked," Think they regret it? Is it also Wu Xin? "
"Probably," said Wu Zhenzhen frankly. "Actually, when they died, their posture was the posture when Xin Er was scolded by the boss and went home to cry. I collapsed in bed and shook Xin Er’s back against the windowsill and covered her face and cried. I don’t like to be stained with blood. I strangled the dead person with a rope for the first time, so I did the same thing …" He hesitated and continued, "It’s really tiring to kill someone. I need my hand to hold a needle and thread and stick it into the dead person’s mouth and sew it through the palm, so as to show a natural point and then Frequently playing, fleeing from the dead family, and soon the sanitary towel killer became famous all over my San Pu town. Gradually, I also like it. This can make children and women cry. I will report the address of women to Asen, and I will visit them separately according to the layout of the scene when I first killed them. "
"Sick enough." I saw that his mouth was dry and he filled a glass of water. I Gherardini said, "Wu Zhenzhen, you have a case with Tian Wen, and your family has focused on that time. By the way, you, Jing Lao and Tian Wen will pass on one."
"Ah Hao?" Wu Zhenzhen spat. He walked over and said, "Thirty years ago, when Brother Jing, Ah Hao and I were talking about ordinary middle-aged, * * middle-aged and literary middle-aged, there was always a good end to the banquet. It was agreed that San Pu Town would meet again after 30 years, but the time was gone forever. We were all old. It happened that Arsene came to the news that night. I showed two old friends how to kill people on the spot. Ah Hao suspected that I killed people too much and killed men in a cruel way. In my eyes, he was as always.
Lin Muxia fell to my ear and said, "I think three people can make a criminal film" Friends Sin "."
"We can’t afford to pay for the film. Together, a lot of people will die," I cried. "How does it feel to kill people?"
"It’s like doing an art without flaws, otherwise it will fail." Wu Zhenzhen imagined that he finally said, "I didn’t leave you any evidence pointing to me and my special type of Hershey’s disease as a cover. It is estimated that the police will never catch me. When I saw Tianwen, I understood that it was you who forced him to sell me by unknown means, just in time to catch me as a daytime patient."
"People always have wet shoes when they walk along the river." I shrugged my shoulders and said calmly, "All criminals with luck will be stared at by die even if they are perfect, because we are doing justice for heaven. It is a coincidence, an accident and a chance to solve the case. In the final analysis, it is the will of heaven."
"I agree with this," Wu Zhenzhen answered unexpectedly. He said frankly, "If Xin Er doesn’t worship you, I can kill you at least three times recently! Being a father can’t make my daughter sad, so I left my hand at the risk of being caught one day. In fact, I also hope that I will be caught as soon as possible and end my psychopathic killing career as soon as possible … "
Ning Shuying suddenly asked, "Who did you learn embroidery from?"
Although these idiots often take part in the trial, they rarely talk. By the way, they can make a symbolic soy sauce to prevent the sudden outbreak of criminals. Today, they have broken the precedent for Wu Zhenzhen and shouted a sentence. The seniors are simply from the perspective of force.
"My mother was a master of embroidery," said Wu Zhenzhen.
Ning Shuying asked with interest, "Are you good at flying needles?" Looking for irony
"barely."
"To what extent can maximization be achieved?"
Wu Zhenzhen said, "Ten meters can stab the ant’s stomach and twenty meters can shoot people’s eyes. This is the limit."
I think Wu Zhenzhen is a little boastful, forcing the suspect that an ant’s belly is not ten meters bigger than a booger. Twenty meters will hit people’s eyes. This damn thing is better than a pistol!
Ning Shuying is convinced that he is ready to move. "Dare to ask your predecessors that your Tan family legs are authentic?" Still a branch? "
"Authentic youth studied under Tan Xiaowa" Wu Zhenzhen looked proud and he was curious. "Young man, it seems that you are also a martial artist?"
"Little hey predecessors? The family teacher has a long history. "Ning Shuying squints and narrow eyes flow." My Lord cultivates self-cultivation. You are more important than leg skills. I am good at flying needles. Maybe … "
"Destined to be an opponent!" Wu Zhenzhen stepped forward and said, "Although I am sick, I have not wasted my martial arts these days."