In the early morning, Zhan Zhao can feel something furry arching his neck and, when he looks around, the little white lion appears to have jumped into bed at some point and rubbed him.
"Morning, Seaman."
Zhan Zhao squeezed its ears and saw that the clock on the wall was half-past seven, and Bai Yutang's place next to him was empty. He probably getting up to make breakfast.
However, Zhan Zhao got up, saw Lisbon lying on his stomach on the edge of the bed and asked,
"Lisbon, why are you sleeping here too?"
Lisbon shook the mane on his head, got down and continued to sleep.
Zhan Zhao got up to wash, and when he got downstairs, he saw Bai Yutang and Bai Chi making breakfast in the kitchen, Zhao Zhen lying on the sofa trying to sleep, Bai Jin Tang eating breakfast at the table and reading the newspaper, and the twins were reading the morning news.
"Cat."
Since Zhan Zhao had come down, Bai Yutang handed him breakfast and said,
"After eating. Let's go to the police station. I heard that Gong Sun and the others have discovered something."
"Okay."
Zhan Zhao nodded and sat down to eat breakfast. He gets a little bit uncomfortable, and all of a sudden, there's so many people, and life gets very lively.
Bai Yutang drove Zhan Zhao and Bai Chi to the police station, Bai Yutang went to the garage to park, and Zhan Zhao and Bai Chi walked inside from the main entrance.
When they arrived at the door, they saw the guard at the door was talking to a student-like person.
The student was wearing a black sweater with messy hair, holding a backpack in his hand, and said he wanted to report the crime.
The police asked him to scan the bag. Since the bomb attack last time, all the bags entering and leaving the police station must be checked, and all strangers must show valid identification.
"I am Liu Song's roommate, I know how he died!"
The boy seemed a little excited.
Zhan Zhao and Bai Chi happened to pass by. As soon as they heard that, the two looked at each other——Liu Song the student who died before shooting in the street, his body has been unclaimed, and later posted an announcement to go, the school just called to confirm, that day, there were two teachers to identify the body, the corpse is indeed Liu Song.
Zhan Zhao stopped, turned to look at the student and asked,
"Are you... Liu Song's classmate?"
"Yes."
The boy nodded and said,
"I know how he died. I know who the murderer is!"
The guard saw Zhan Zhao and said,
"Dr Zhan, I said he should go through the security check, but he disagrees."
"Why?"
Zhan Zhao was puzzled.
"If I am going through the security check... You, you're not allowed to catch me. This thing is not mine, it belongs to Liu Song."
The boy said.
The conversation on this side attracted the attention of many people in the police station. At this time, Bai Yutang also parked the car and walked over and asked,
"What's wrong?"
Zhan Zhao said that the boy recognized Liu Song, and confessed that he knew the truth about his murder, yet he refused to go through the security check, saying he's afraid of being caught.
"Caught?"
Bai Yutang looked at his bag and said,
"I am the police officer in charge of the investigation of Liu Song's case. Give it to me if there is any evidence."
The boy looked around, the guard nodded to him and said,
"This is the Captain of SCI. If you have any questions, just talk about him."
The boy hesitated, stretched out his hand, and handed the bag to Bai Yutang.
Bai Yutang took it, opened it, and frowned... Zhan Zhao and Bai Chi both took a look, and they both had bigger mouths.
"Come in with us."
Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao signalled the boy to go in with them. The boy nodded, the security guard checked him with a metal detector and found that there were no dangerous items on his body, so he let him in.
"What's your name?"
Zhan Zhao asked,
"Which school are you going to?"
"My name is Guo Cheng. I belong to South City's Medical College."
The boy replied,
"Liu Song is my classmate and also a roommate."
"A dormitory?"
Bai Yutang asked.
"Mm-hmm."
The boy shook his head and said,
"We are all locals and don't live in the school. We rented a two-bedroom and one-living house near the school, and we lived in it."
Zhan Zhao nodded and asked,
"Why didn't you notify Liu Song's parents?"
"His parents are dead."
Guo Cheng said,
"They died in a car accident two years ago."
Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao looked at each other, and both nodded.
The elevator door opened, and when they arrived at SCI's office, they saw everyone there.
Bai Yutang signalled everyone to wait before the meeting. Together with Zhan Zhao, he took Guo Cheng to the next interrogation room and asked Guo Cheng to sit down.
Everyone in SCI has curiously watched the window and asked Bai Chi—Who is this kid?
At the same time, Bai Yutang opened the bag and took out four glass jars from it. These four jars are the kind of specimens used in the laboratory, filled with formalin jars. In the first one, there are six eyeballs, round and tour with thin tendons behind them. In the second one, a large group of seaweed-like hair. In the third one, six ears.. In the fourth one, there are a lot of fingers.
"Where did this thing come from?"
Bai Yutang asked the student.
"I found it in the small cabinet in Liu Song's room."
Guo Cheng answered honestly.
Zhan Zhao took out a pen and paper and said to him,
"Write down your address, and we will send someone to investigate."
"Alright."
Guo Cheng honestly wrote down the address and handed in a key. Zhan Zhao asked people to take the forensic sciences to go first.
"Do you know the origin of these things?"
Zhan Zhao asked him.
Guo Cheng nodded and said,
"Well, I have read the fiction novel he wrote."
"Fiction?"
Bai Yutang was puzzled.
"Let's talk about it in detail."
Zhan Zhao said.
"Yeah."
Guo Cheng nodded and said,
"Liu Song is usually obsessed with detective novels at the time. He started to contribute to detective magazines several years ago. Because he has more professional medical knowledge, he can write more decent things and could write something more decent . It has its own characteristics. Within a few years, even if he was a little famous, the book came out with a number of books, and the publishing house has finalized the manuscript with him... That's why he got a small apartment by himself and began to write novels seriously and later prepared not to be a doctor as a writer. I can talk to him quite well so living together was his first reader, and if he had a novel, he would show it to me first."
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang nodded and asked,
"Does he has a pen name?"
"Oh, call Death Smile."
Guo Cheng replied.
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang glanced at each other——And that weird mask went with it again.
"Liu Song is very interested in poisons, and most of the detective novels focus on medicine."
Guo Cheng continued,
"A few days ago, he published a new volume of manuscripts."
Just talking, Guo Cheng took out a stack of manuscript paper from the interlayer of the bag and handed it to Zhan Zhao and the others.
Zhan Zhao took it and looked quickly and said:
"It describes how the murderer killed twelve innocent people and left smiling corpses... The story is exactly the same as our case."
Bai Yutang frowned and said,
"Is it imitating the content of the novel to commit the crime?"
Guo Cheng confided,
"This novel is not finished yet... I just thought that his idea was interesting after reading it, and it should have a good response when it was written. However, when Liu Song wrote in the later stage, his emotions were a little out of control."
"Out of control of emotions?"
Zhan Zhao asked curiously,
"Why did he write without of control emotion?"
"The plot of reasoning is quite good. Anyway, the idea is always his strong point."
Guo Cheng said,
"It's just that the details of the murder are difficult to write. How to describe it, in his words, feels very fake."
Bai Yutang nodded and asked,
"What then?"
"He was very depressed at that time. He watched horror movies all day and said that if he could really kill a few people and feel it, it would be fine."
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang frowned.
Outside, Gong Sun, who came by to see the situation, yawned and said,
"Dumb."
"Huh?"
Bai Chi asked Gong Sun puzzledly,
"Gong Sun, who's dumb?"
"I'm talking about the book writer. The author."
Gong Sun laughed,
"He's a medical student, and his descriptions of murder plots are more realistic than ordinary people, and the kind of super realism he pursues is actually great. Not because apart from the person who actually killed someone, other readers can't see the fake at all."
"Well, that's true."
Everyone felt reasonable.
"Besides, the details of killing a person are absolutely similar to the details of killing a pig. They will resist, scream, bleed, and die. What is there to describe?"
Gong Sun disdainfully said,
"The lure of the novel. The human thing lies in its imaginative space. Even if it's a novel with realistic themes, there are inevitably unreal parts. Things that are too real are not attractive. The feeling of killing and killing pigs is absolutely the same."
Everyone laughed... Gong Sun's metaphor is really sturdy.
"Later, after about a month or two, Liu Song suddenly became emotional again."
Guo Cheng said,
"He said that he experienced the feeling of killing. It was very real and his mood became better."
"Didn't he tell you how he experienced that feeling?"
Zhan Zhao asked,
"Also, has he changed in himself?"
"I can't see it."
Guo Cheng said,
"Although Liu Song is quite homely, but he's a cheerful person by nature, so I didn't care, yet he often went out early and returned late, and then I heard the news of his death and listened to it. Talking about the corpses in the South City, I felt a bit weird... So I wondered if something really happened. I went to his room to tidy up his clothes, and then I found these things in his cabinet."
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang nodded and asked him,
"You said you know who the murderer is, right?"
"That's right."
Guo Cheng nodded and whispered,
"I know that Liu Song said he had a consultant who would provide him with material for his writing."
"Consultant?"
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were surprised,
"What kind of person is it?"
"I don't know. I only see them often chatting online."
Guo Cheng handed all the QQ numbers frequently used by Liu Song to Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang.
"We'll ask about Liu Song again."
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang asked the police officers to take him to the restroom. Everyone decided to go to Liu Song's house before the meeting to check his personal belongings and watch the meeting. There will be no clues to this case.
Nonetheless, Liu Qing and Shen Zhong Yuan handed over the written inspection to Bai Yutang, who was taken aback for a moment, as if he had forgotten this. He didn't care what was written, so he gathered everyone together first, hurriedly found Gong Sun and listened roughly to the results of the autopsy.
"Well, then, Liu Song is very likely to be involved in this murder?"
Zhao Hu asked.
"But whose fingers are in his stomach?"
Bai Chi asked.
"Hmm... Huge hodgepodge?"
Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao,
"Cat, what mentality does a normal student do this kind of thing?"
"It's hard to tell."
Zhan Zhao said,
"But this way of killing people does have a sense of practising and experiencing life."
"Experience life?"
Bai Yutang frowned,
"For writing? Or to practice a certain skill?"
"Let's go to Liu Song's house first."
Zhan Zhao frowned,
"I always feel that this case is very complicated."
"Mm-hmm."
Bai Yutang nodded and said to Jiang Ping,
"Jiang Ping, check the so-called consultant. What's the identity."
"Alright."
Jiang Ping nodded and began to check Liu Song's chat records, while Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao took people and rushed to Liu Song's home.