Chapter 54: Han Yun is considered a suspect
Li Tieyun glanced at Yu Miaomiao and explained, "He was at the scene when the crime happened. What do you think I mean?"
"You suspect Han..." Yu Miaomiao did not say Han Yun's name, and then shook her head and said, "How is this possible? If he is the murderer, why would he send me the address and let me notify you to come over?"
"Team Leader Li is following normal procedures, don't worry." Han Yun stood up and came to Yu Miaomiao's side: "He is right. I am not a policeman, and I was the first to appear at the crime scene, so I need to be questioned."
"But..." Yu Miaomiao wanted to say something, but held it back.
Han Yun followed the two policemen back to the police car and waited. A large number of police officers and forensic doctors entered the "Hongri Electrical Appliance Factory". Yu Miaomiao, who was not far away, also followed Li Tieyun in.
The originally deserted "ghost area" suddenly became lively. In distant places, various media also rushed over after hearing the news, but were blocked outside the cordon by the police. Han Yun saw Su Mo among this group of media people.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. Han Yun looked at the time on his phone. It was almost twelve o'clock. He leaned back in the car seat, listened to the sound of rain, and gradually closed his eyes.
Han Yun fell into Qin Xiang's world again.
In Qin Xiang's dream world, it was also a rainy night, with heavy rain and thunder and lightning. Qin Xiang was in a simple house, which should be a bungalow. Various knives were hung on one of the walls, some of which were stained with blood.
Qin Xiang was also sharpening a knife at this time. He was holding a knife about half a meter long with a sharp tip. Qin Xiang sharpened it on the whetstone again and again. Also in the room, not far from him, there was a wolf dog tied up. The wolf dog was dirty and was trying to break free, barking at Qin Xiang.
The sound of rain, thunder, dogs barking, and knife sharpening.
Qin Xiang had no expression on his face. After sharpening the knife, he raised it and gently tested the knife mark with his finger. Just a light touch caused a small cut on Qin Xiang's finger, and blood flowed down the cut.
He looked at the small cut, then put his finger into his mouth, holding the small wound, and then looked at the wolfdog. The wolfdog, which was originally barking furiously, became timid when Qin Xiang looked at him, and took two steps back and lay on the ground.
Qin Xiang took his finger out of his mouth and looked at it. The wound was no longer bleeding. He took the knife he had just sharpened and walked to the wolfhound, not afraid that the wolfhound would suddenly stand up and bite him. Qin Xiang came to the wild dog and looked at the pot behind him. The water in the pot was already boiling and the firewood was burning. Although there were lightning and thunder outside the house, it was hot inside.
He turned his head to look at the wolfhound again, then moved the long knife in his hand, raised it, made a fierce expression at the wolfhound, and then made two wang wang sounds. The provoked wolfhound stood up, also with a fierce expression, as if ready to pounce on the provocateur at any time.
The man and the dog confronted each other for about two minutes. Finally, the wolfhound took the initiative to attack and flew directly towards Qin Xiang. At the same time the wolfhound flew towards him, Qin Xiang swung the raised long knife vigorously.
The dog pounced on Qin Xiang, but there was also a big hole in the dog's belly. Blood gushed out from the wound, and Qin Xiang's clothes, pants, and face were instantly stained red with blood. The wolf dog was not dead. Qin Xiang threw away the knife in his hand, pinched the wolf dog's mouth with both hands, then turned over, pressed the wolf dog under him, and pinched the wolf dog's neck.
The wolfhound didn't struggle for long before it stopped moving.
Qin Xiang turned over and lay down beside the wild dog, panting heavily. After resting for a long time, he sat up and reached into the hole in the wild dog's belly with one hand to take out the wolfdog's internal organs. After taking out all the internal organs, he stood up, holding the dog's legs with one hand, walked to the big iron pot, and threw the wild dog in. When the dog was scalded by boiling water, Qin Xiang hung the knife on the ground that had just been used to kill the wolfdog on the wall, and found another meat-cutting knife on it, sat on a chair and began to sharpen it.
When the wolfhound was almost scalded, he took it out of the pot, burned all the hair on the dog's body with a musket , and then used a meat cleaver to chop the whole dog into countless small pieces. Then he poured out the water in the iron pot and began to stew the wolfhound meat.
Just when the dog meat was almost cooked, the door opened and the hunter who had appeared in the dream came back. He took off his raincoat, walked to the pot and smelled it: "Yohoo, delicious meat ?"
"I set a trap in the woods. When I went to check it today, this wolfdog fell into it, so I tied it up and brought it back." Qin Xiang explained to the hunter, "This is a gift to you."
"It's rare that you have such filial piety." The hunter was not surprised at all by the blood all over Qin Xiang's body. He opened the pot and reached his hand directly into the pot. He was not afraid of the heat at all. He directly picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, then said with satisfaction: "By the way, heat me a pot of wine. I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight."
The hunter said this as he walked past Qin Xiang and into the inner room.
Qin Xiang took the dog meat out of the pot, heated a pot of wine, and then carried the meat to the inner room. There was a kang in the inner room with a small table on it. Qin Xiang put the meat on the table, poured the wine for the hunter, and then sat cross-legged opposite the hunter.
The hunter was very happy. He found a large piece of meat in the basin, handed it to Qin Xiang's bowl, and said, "This is a reward for you."
Qin Xiang smiled at the hunter, then picked up the meat and started eating. The hunter drank a sip of wine, ate a bite of meat, looked out the window and said thoughtfully: "Fragrant meat is good, but you will get sick of it if you eat too much. I heard that human meat is more delicious." The hunter retracted his gaze and looked at Qin Xiang: "Why don't we... get a pot of human meat some other day to try it out and see what it tastes like?"
Han Yun, lying in the car, suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath. It took him a long time to calm down. Looking out the window, the rain was still falling and the sky was already getting light. Han Yun looked at the time on his phone. It was already past four in the morning, which meant that he had slept for more than three hours without realizing it.
Recalling the dream just now, Han Yun noticed that the scene that appeared this time, the heated bed, the bungalow, the firewood iron pot, was very similar to a place in the Northeast. Could it be that the forest where the hunter and Qin Xiang were before was in the Northeast? In this case, the unconscious girl, Nalan Nian, had also traveled to the Northeast with her ex-boyfriend? Han Yun was thinking about this when Li Tieyun walked out of the factory with a tired face, came to the front of the car, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot seat.
"Have you found anything?" asked Han Yun, who was sitting in the back.
"You are a suspect now, so I can't tell you too much." Li Tieyun stretched, then took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff: "Wait until you explain why you appeared at the crime scene first."
