Chapter 5 He is not a criminal
"I tied him up here. While he was unconscious, I stuffed a piece of rag into his mouth and then taped his mouth shut. I carefully washed his body and shaved off any excess hair."
"Look, how quiet he is, like a docile kitten."
Wang Zheng closed his eyes and kept walking in the dark cellar, pointing at the utensils scattered on the ground. He looked like he was patiently introducing his satisfactory collection, with a happy and excited expression.
Just as Wang Zheng expected, the murderer indeed had another crime scene, which was the cellar where he was now.
The cellar was cleaner and tidier than I had imagined.
The surrounding earthen walls were carefully paved with red bricks, and the ground was paved with white tiles. The edges of these bright white tiles were imprinted with golden patterns, making them look like the former European royal family, simple and luxurious.
The workbench used for handling corpses was arranged in Western style. Knives specially used for handling different parts of the body were neatly inserted into the knife box. On the other side were more than one transparent cutting boards with patterns, which were leaning quietly against the wall, as if waiting for review.
Every cutting board is very clean and has no peculiar smell. You can tell that someone takes good care of it.
On the other side was a slightly shorter Western-style dining table with a total of four seats. There were plates and knives and forks on the table in front of each seat, and napkins folded into a rose shape in the bowls.
All this is enough to prove that the person has very high requirements for food and meals, and even has a certain degree of psychological cleanliness.
"I don't like the refrigerator because it will lose the original flavor of food. I want to eat what has just been processed. But I prefer to can the food with special flavors so that I can have a full meal when I want to taste it, and I don't have to worry about it going bad."
"Hehe! Is it delicious? This is the best thing!"
"Enough! I say enough!" Wang Zheng opened his eyes angrily, and when he saw clearly what was in front of him, he couldn't help but vomit.
He had sat down at the dining table without knowing when, his napkin was pinned to his collar, and an opened metal can had been placed on the plate in front of him. Inside the can were human fingers and ears, and the fork in his hand had just pierced into the earlobe.
"This is the crime scene, and also the process of my committing the crime." Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly went dark and he almost fainted.
"Wang Zheng!"
At this moment, a bright light suddenly shone from a distance, accompanied by Gu Xia's voice, and soon a series of dense footsteps were heard, as well as the penetrating sound of sirens outside the cellar.
Gu Xia came and brought the police with him.
"Wang Zheng, how are you? Are you okay?" Gu Xia looked at the pale-faced Wang Zheng worriedly. Then he lowered his head and saw the knife in Wang Zheng's hand and human tissue on the plate. His expression was obviously shocked. The police officers following behind Gu Xia also glanced sideways.
In the end, it was Gu Xia who stabilized the situation. He took Wang Zheng out of the cellar and let the police take over temporarily.
"You... take the medicine first." Gu Xia's face looked a little ugly. "Hua Mei specifically told me that your medicine is in your pocket. If you haven't taken the medicine today, it will be easy to lose control."
"It's okay, I woke up in time." Wang Zheng smiled, looked at Gu Xia's unyielding expression, and finally took out the pills from his pocket and swallowed them.
"What medicine?" asked Gu Xia.
"I consulted with a psychologist. My condition can easily lead to depression, so I need to take some oral antidepressants." Wang Zheng smiled. "This ability has not brought me many benefits. Sometimes I get too excited and suddenly faint."
"Everything has its pros and cons." Gu Xia nodded in understanding, then asked in confusion: "What did you see just now?"
"All the tools were actually at the crime scene, but due to his obsession with cleanliness, there shouldn't be any strong evidence on the kitchen utensils. But that can can prove everything." Wang Zheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "But now there may be my fingerprints on the tableware."
"Don't worry, I'll let Bai Ling pay attention." Gu Xia patted Wang Zheng on the shoulder and joked, "It's a good thing you didn't eat it just now, otherwise only half of the ear would be left. I really don't know how to write a report to the higher-ups."
"I guess I'll have to go to the hospital to have my stomach pumped." Wang Zheng looked at the sky that was gradually getting darker and couldn't help stretching. "Let's go back first."
After discovering the crime scene, the police quickly organized officers to blockade the area around the bungalow. The statements taken by the police when they entered the house that day were all about the madman. On the other hand, according to the fingerprints collected by Bai Ling, in addition to Wang Zheng's fingerprints, there was another person's fingerprints.
That person is the madman as everyone calls him, a 26-year-old man whose real name is Li Shaokun.
After the police had the evidence, they immediately launched a city-wide search. Finally, on the next morning, they successfully arrested Li Shaokun. He seemed to have known that the police would find him. He even changed into new clothes and washed off the bad smell on his body.
Since the crime scene was found by Wang Zheng, the police in City B finally decided to let the task force be responsible for the interrogation. After intense discussions within the team, the interrogation task was finally handed over to Gao Feng and Hua Mei.
As for the reason, according to Gao Feng's words, "You fooled me and didn't pay me, but you still want to snatch the opportunity from me?" In the end, fearing that the two would fight, Gu Xia had no choice but to let Gao Feng be the presiding judge.
"Name, age, and place of origin." Gao Feng sat on the main judge's desk and took a sip of water.
"Li Shaokun, 26 years old, from City B." Li said.
Li Shaokun looks very ordinary. The only thing that makes him different is his eyes, which seem weak but also slightly charming.
Wang Zheng and Gu Xia stood in front of the hidden glass, quietly looking at Li Shaokun who was sitting opposite them, listening to the sound coming from the receiving device, their brows slightly frowned.
"Look at this person. Do you know him?" Gao Feng was silent for a while, took out a photo from the folder, and shook it in his hand.
"I know him. Zhao Wei is 30 years old. He was my former colleague." Li Shaokun didn't dare to look at the photo anymore and turned his head away. "I killed him. I admit it."
"It's fine if you killed someone, but why did you eat him?" Gao Feng asked puzzledly.
"I want to be him." said Wang Zheng in front of the mirror.
"I...want to be like him." Li Shaokun lowered his head and looked at the table. "He's very good. We applied for the restaurant together and became apprentices together. He always progressed faster than everyone else. In less than half a year, he went from a small worker to a second chef. When I ate him, he was already the mainstay of the restaurant, so..."
"So you ate him?" Gao Feng was surprised and asked, "Do you know that eating human beings is against the law?"
"I know, but... I don't want people to say that there's something wrong with my brain anymore." Li Shaokun lowered his head and soon began to cry.
Just as the police knew, Li Shaokun had been regarded as a lunatic by his neighbors since he was a child. Not only did no one want to play with him, he was also often bullied. Even when he came into contact with the outside world, he was still wary of outsiders. Eventually, he took the risk and tried to change himself by eating people.
"Stop crying." Gao Feng was annoyed by Li Shaokun's crying, and said, "The case of Zhao Wei has come to an end for the time being. You should get to the point. Apart from Zhao Wei, where are the others you have eaten or are still alive?"
"It's not him!" Wang Zheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Gu Xia seriously, "He is the murderer, but not the murderer." After saying that, tears burst out of his eyes and he hurriedly ran towards the forensic room.
"What's going on?" Gu Xia was also confused, but he didn't leave and still stood in front of the mirror.
Li Shaokun was still crying. After a while, he raised his head and said in astonishment: "I only killed Zhao Wei, I didn't kill anyone else!"
