Chapter 35 Reappearance after Years

Chapter 35 Reappearance after Years

Chapter 35: Reappearance Ten Years Later
“Someone’s dead!”

"Hurry, call the police!"

Qinghai Chuantang, who was jogging in the morning, was attracted by the screams.

A man was lying on the ground, his body covered in blood, and next to him was a blood-stained slicing knife. It was obvious that the murderer left it at the scene on purpose, as a provocation to the police.

It was covered with bloody knife wounds. A rough estimate showed that there were more than forty knife wounds, all of which were stabbed randomly without any pattern, as if to vent anger.

There was a big tear at the corner of the man's mouth, making him look a bit like a clown.

There was a blood-stained hair on the neck.

I don't know whether it belongs to the murderer or the victim.

"It's similar to the case ten years ago."

"Ten years ago? Were there people like this back then?"

Seeing Qinghai Chuantang talking to her, the aunt sighed first, then said: "Ten years ago, a college student was killed. He was stabbed more than 40 times with an axe. The axe was left at the scene. The most terrifying thing was that the college student's hands were chopped off and placed on his schoolbag. It was so scary that even now when I think about it, I can't help but shudder."

Soon, the police arrived, and Qinghai Chuantang happened to leave.

Similar methods of committing crimes, but sometimes the murderer is not necessarily the same person, this situation is very common, which is commonly known as "copycat murder". Therefore, it is easy to get stuck in a dead end if you make your direction clear too early.

After returning home, Qinghai Chuantang searched the Internet for news about related cases from ten years ago.

The matter was announced in great detail, basically as the aunt had said before.

Fingerprints were detected on the murder weapon, but the result was "unidentified."

"He couldn't control his anger, so he hit the victim with the axe forty times? The hands were destroyed before, and now the face is destroyed, but the body is still in a state where it can be identified. Was the crime committed by an acquaintance? But that may not be the case."

Acquaintances do not necessarily mean that two people are familiar with each other. Those who have met each other a few times or know each other can be called acquaintances.

Inoue Ayumi, male, 20 years old, college student.

Just search this name online and you can find his social information. He is a game blogger.

The Internet is like a snowy field, it is easy to leave traces.

On his social media homepage, there are some messages from exactly ten years ago.

Among them, a name called "Chief Medical Officer of the Fraud Faction" caught her attention.

"Rest in peace."

"If only you hadn't gone there."

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Obviously, someone in the know.

Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but mutter quietly: "Didn't the police check his social media accounts at that time?"

Kensuke Matsubayashi, male, 36 years old, was imprisoned for several years for operating illegal plastic surgery.

There are selfies on his social media page. Although he is wearing a white coat, he doesn’t look like a doctor at all, but more like a businessman bathing in money.

The post was published in the last month, so if nothing unexpected happens, he is still engaging in this illegal behavior.

"Speaking of being a plastic surgeon, why don't you give yourself a plastic surgery first?"

With such doubts, Qinghai Chuantang searched his IP address and found the private plastic surgery clinic.

Calling it a clinic is actually a compliment. It is actually a converted warehouse, and even the floor has not been re-paved. Apart from some equipment and tables and chairs that have been moved in, everything still looks like a warehouse, with a post-war style.

What surprised Qinghai Chuantang was that there were several young women sitting in the room, who looked like students. Next to a man in a white coat sat a woman who had just finished an operation.

"Matsubayashi Kensuke."

The lighting in the room was not very bright, but his white coat was so conspicuous that she recognized him at a glance.

"You know me? Were you introduced here as well?"

Matsubayashi Kensuke took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "My lady, you actually have a good-looking face, but there are some minor flaws. I believe that with my skills, I can make your face more perfect."

"Since you have such great skills, why don't you change your appearance?"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and looked at the girls beside him. "Hey, why don't you go home? It would be a waste to give your precious face to a private doctor like this. Besides, didn't you hear the sirens?"

The last sentence was said while looking at Matsubayashi Kensuke.

"So, you are a policeman?" Matsubayashi Kensuke couldn't help but shake his head. "Has the Metropolitan Police Department fallen to the point where a woman needs to come here alone? However, you should ask around before you come. I have someone protecting me from above, so I am not a coward at all."

The doors of several rooms were opened, and more than twenty strong men walked out, each holding a steel pipe as thick as half an arm.

Qinghai Chuantang was stunned for a moment.

"Are you going to perform pole dancing?"

However, the other party did not answer her question.

Instead, he said kindly, "Miss, since you are a woman, we don't want to embarrass you too much. Just pretend that nothing happened today and walk out of here. By the way, tell your police friends that I am doing a legitimate business and don't create unnecessary misunderstandings."

After he finished speaking, Matsubayashi Kensuke smiled and said, "Until now, no police car has arrived. What you said just now was obviously just bluffing."

"Oh no, I've been discovered."

Qinghai Chuantang acted very calmly, not feeling the slightest bit of embarrassment. The smile on his face did not diminish, and even became brighter: "I just want to ask something. If I can't calm down and communicate, then I can only change the way. It just so happens that I haven't moved my bones for a long time."

"Okay, young lady." Matsubayashi Kensuke sighed, as if expressing regret: "If you don't listen to my kind advice, don't blame my brothers for being rude. Just let her learn a lesson. After all, I can't bear to watch such a bloody scene."

Having said that, Matsubayashi Kensuke turned around and faced away from her.

A big man looked at the steel pipe in his hand, then looked at the other person's weak body, and couldn't help feeling pity, so he threw the steel pipe to the ground.

"Boss, I can't do this! Facing such a weak and innocent little girl, I really can't be cruel!"

The other big men followed his example, threw their steel pipes to the ground, and then hugged each other and cried bitterly.

"I suddenly remembered running under the sunset, that was my lost youth."

"I'm reminded of the egg fried rice my wife makes, although she never puts eggs in it."

The sounds of crying and talking mixed together made the scene look really weird.

Unexpectedly, the effect of group hypnosis is quite good.

Matsubayashi Kensuke was attracted by the sound and didn't understand what happened. But when he saw Qinghai Chuantang's smiling face, he seemed to understand something.

The voice trembled: "Monster, monster——"

Before he finished speaking, he ran towards the back door as if he was escaping for his life. Unfortunately, before he could run far, he was kicked to the ground.

"Why are you running? I'm not going to eat you."

Qinghai Chuantang approached him and squatted down: "Now, can we calm down and talk for a while? Don't move, just lie down and talk."

Kensuke Matsubayashi immediately became quiet, like a dead salted fish lying on the ground.

"'Deceitful Chief Medical Officer', is that your ID? Then you should know this student, since you have left the most messages on his homepage. And your messages were posted before the news was released. I believe you must have seen something, so I hope you can speak out without reservation and seek leniency."

"Well, actually I'm not that familiar with him. It's just that I participated in an activity on a gaming forum at that time, and whenever I posted anything, there was a guy who always liked to find fault. Not only me, but he was like this to many people. Then I made an appointment with a few people in the forum and asked him to meet offline, thinking that I could just teach him a lesson."

Matsubayashi Kensuke raised his head and said, "Big sister, can I stand up and talk? It's too uncomfortable to talk while lying down like this, and it's easy to run out of breath."

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "Then what?"

"Then." Matsubayashi Kensuke hesitated, "I actually went there early that day. I hid behind a tree and saw a man chopping him with an axe."

"Since you were an eyewitness, why didn't you call the police at the time?"

"What if I'm considered a suspect?"

Kensuke Matsubayashi answered confidently.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't blame him. After all, human nature is selfish. But this doesn't stop Qinghai Chuantang from having the urge to slap him.

But fortunately, she controlled her emotions.

"Did you see the murderer's appearance at that time? Or any other characteristics?"

Matsubayashi Kensuke shook his head and smiled awkwardly: "It was dark at the time and we were far away, so how could I have seen clearly? And at the time, the murderer was wearing a hoodie with the hood on his head, covering his face completely. Even if the light was brighter, I couldn't see the man's face clearly."

The case happened ten years ago and should have been solved long ago.

"Do you still remember the IDs of the people who planned it together?"

Matsubayashi Kensuke thought about it carefully. "There are two people, one is called 'Caravaggio's Light and Shadow', and the other is called 'Eye of God', but it is definitely not them. We just agreed to teach him a lesson. If we want to kill him, why add others?"

"Thank you for your answer. Look, wouldn't it be nice if we could have a calm chat earlier? Unfortunately, I have to send you to the police station now."

Outside, sirens were heard.

The deceased, Ban Xibo, male, 32 years old, was a teacher at Chengchuan High School.

In his cell phone, it was found that he had made more than 100 calls to an unknown number. The owner of the number was Kensuke Matsubayashi.

"Now, good boy. You can go and turn yourself in."

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and waved at him.

After the other person walked away, he took out a lollipop from his bag, tore it open, and put it into his mouth.

It doesn't seem to be a difficult case.

(End of this chapter)