Chapter 54 He's Coming
Wang Zheng was lying on a plain sofa, his closed eyelids trembling slightly with the rising and falling sound of the music. Only after the music stopped did he open his eyes and observe his surroundings.
A bookcase filled with books, a monochrome glass coffee table next to me, and a wooden desk in the distance...
Of course his eyes finally fell on the desk, no, to be precise, on the barefoot woman sitting behind the desk.
"Why am I here again?" Wang Zheng asked hoarsely, then sat up. At that moment he felt something slipping off his body, and when he lowered his head he found it was a blanket.
"You'd better not ask me out of curiosity why you came here by yourself, and without any clothes or pants, wearing only a pair of shorts." It was Huamei. She raised her head and looked at Wang Zheng, anger revealed in her tone.
She had just finished attending a dance party when she suddenly remembered that there was a patient's pathology that had not been sorted out. She hurried back to the office, but found Wang Zheng collapsed on the ground at the door. In desperation, she had to "pick him up".
This is not a coincidence.
In fact, after the task force was disbanded two months ago, Huamei would often find Wang Zheng at the door when she came in the morning or when she had something urgent to do at night. Every time, he was like today, with his upper body naked and his lower body usually wearing shorts or underwear.
"What did you dream about just now?" Huamei entangled the ends of her hair with her fingertips, was silent for a while, and said softly: "If you can't answer my question, I'm afraid I will have to consider giving you withdrawal treatment."
Wang Zheng was silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "I dreamed that many people were chasing me. I didn't know where I was. I ran desperately and finally saw a house with lights on. After I ran there, I forgot everything."
"It seems that you regard my place as a safe haven." Huamei smiled bitterly. Since Wang Zheng, the uninvited guest, came here, all the patients who were supposed to be seen in the morning were turned away by her, and the consultation time was changed from morning to afternoon.
"Sorry." Wang Zheng said.
Huamei waved her hand, as if she didn't care at all. "You should say sorry, but not to me, but to my patients. I had an appointment with a manic-depressive patient this morning. Oh, and also a patient with premarital phobia, but now they are all ruined."
"Mania is just an extreme psychological manifestation. As long as you are happy with the situation, it's fine. The most frightening thing is mania." Wang Zheng smiled and took out a set of clothes from under the coffee table with ease. While putting on his pants, he said, "It seems that I have to bring two more sets of clothes later."
"Have you ever thought about not taking care of the case of the task force for the time being?" Huamei looked at Wang Zheng and said seriously, "Your mental problems seem to be getting better now, but the more cases you come into contact with, the less you trust society. I'm afraid that sooner or later you will be assimilated. I'm really a little scared that the next time I see you, it won't be with me, but in prison."
"There's a more sophisticated criminal living here with me." Wang Zheng joked, pointing at his head.
"Be serious, I'm not kidding." Huamei was somewhat disgusted with Wang Zheng's attitude, and said in a serious tone: "Before, you were just studying cases, so your behavior was simply unconscious movements during sleep, which can be regarded as sleepwalking, but your current behavior shows that you have lost trust in society, which is very serious!"
"No, no, no, I don't think it's that I lose trust in society, but that I trust you more, right?" Wang Zheng said evasively.
Huamei sighed. She didn’t know what Gu Xia said to Wang Zheng that day, but it was obvious that he succeeded in convincing Wang Zheng. Otherwise, the other party would not have been avoiding this topic now.
Just as I thought of this, the phone in Huamei's office suddenly rang. As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard Gu Xia's voice.
"Huamei, is Wang Zheng with you?" asked Gu Xia.
"He's here, he's getting dressed." Huamei suddenly felt a little embarrassed to speak, and blushed as she asked back, "Professor Gu, you calling me to look for Wang Zheng, that's not a good thing, is it?"
"It's definitely not as good as what you are doing now. Put the phone on speaker." Gu Xia laughed for a while on the other end of the phone, then he regained his normal tone and said, "Last night, there was a gang fight in Kaihua Street. More than 60 people were fighting. Wow, that scene!"
"What does this have to do with us?" Wang Zheng buttoned his shirt and asked in confusion. The task force was always responsible for unsolved homicide cases, and local public security incidents were not the task force's responsibility.
"Of course it has nothing to do with us. I'm just telling you that you missed a lot of things last night." Gu Xia laughed again on the other end of the phone.
"It's alright, I'm hanging up now." Huamei said in a . The other party was almost seventy years old, how could he not be serious at all?
"Don't hang up, I was just joking." Gu Xia said quickly, "But this case is indeed related to that public security incident. After our colleagues arrived at the scene, the gang of hooligans dispersed. One of them escaped with injuries. A woman's body was found in a bush 300 meters away. She died when the ambulance was halfway through rescuing her."
"What was the cause of death?" Wang Zheng asked, raising his glass of water.
"Ninety percent of the skin tissue on the body is missing." Gu Xia paused on the other end of the phone and said, "Someone peeled off his skin!"
"Puff!" Wang Zheng spat out a mouthful of water onto the table, and quickly picked up the receiver and said, "Tell me your location, Huamei and I will be there soon!"
After confirming Gu Xia's location, Wang Zheng immediately rushed to the Municipal Bureau with Huamei. As soon as he entered the office, he heard Gao Feng making a case report.
"The deceased was first discovered by a wounded hooligan who escaped. He said that he chose to take a side road to escape that night because he was avoiding the police. However, when he heard the sound of the police patrol car, he panicked and squeezed into the bushes. He found the deceased there." Gao Feng looked a little grim as he spoke.
He could well imagine a gangster being chased by the police, jumping into the bushes in panic, but what he saw face to face was not the branches, but a pair of helpless eyes. Such a scene was enough to scare a person to faint.
"Where is the victim?" Wang Zheng walked into the house and asked.
"The victim, or the deceased, died in the ambulance about fifteen minutes after being found." Bai Ling paused and said, "What I found is that 95% of the skin tissue on the deceased's body is missing. The remaining 5% is on the head, neck, hands, feet, and genitals."
"There is too little skin in these places, and they are not suitable for decoration." Wang Zheng, who had his eyes closed, suddenly said this, shocking everyone.
"What did you say? Decoration?" Gao Feng asked in disbelief.
"Did I say anything?" Wang Zheng opened his eyes immediately, looked at Gao Feng in confusion, then turned to Bai Ling and asked, "Is the deceased's mouth sewn shut?"
"How did you know?" Bai Ling's eyes widened when she heard this. She was the first person in the task force to come into contact with the deceased, and she was a little surprised to hear this news from someone who hadn't even seen the deceased.
"The deceased was abandoned because she had lost her due value." Wang Zheng was silent for a while, then spoke again: "If my guess is correct, the deceased should have no signs of sexual assault, and her hymen should be intact. She is about 17-21 years old."
Snap!
Bai Ling looked at Wang Zheng with her mouth wide open. She didn't even notice that the deceased's file in her hand had fallen to the ground. She was in a state of shock.
"You seem to have some ideas?" Gu Xia suddenly asked.
“I guess so.” Wang Zheng nodded and said thoughtfully, “Now I have a rough idea of what the murderer wants to do. After I see the deceased, I should be able to understand it. However, the murderer’s method is somewhat familiar to me. If I am not mistaken, it is “him” who has come.”
"Him?" Everyone looked at each other. At this moment, they suddenly felt that they couldn't understand Wang Zheng anymore.
