I looked extremely serious, and Zhao Jiyou knew I was not joking, so he nodded solemnly, picked up the cloth bag, and walked out of the room.

After Zhao Jiyou left, I once again sat next to the computer and took a deep puff of cigarette. I repeatedly copied and pasted the account number that sent me the email, trying to add this person. Unfortunately, the result was not ideal, no matter how I operated.

I can't find this person.

He never responded to the emails I sent him, and in the end I gave up. I started searching on the Internet for the flower language of "black mandala".

There is no difference between the results I searched online and what the person sent me.

The black mandala represents darkness and revenge, as well as unpredictable death...

I temporarily forgot about the mysterious person who sent me the email, and focused all my attention on the case that I had abandoned for three days and then picked up again.

The reason why I told Zhao Jiyou earlier that I knew the murderer was actually just to ask Zhao Jiyou to help me get the information I wanted. As for who the real murderer is, I haven't been able to correctly guess, so I can only hope

Place your trust in Zhao Jiyou.

I hope that when Zhao Jiyou takes out the information, he also hopes that the information contains what I want.

I kept groping and pondering the flower language brought by the black mandala, and kept thinking about the places where the black mandala appeared in the entire case. In the end, my ideas slowly became clearer and more confusing.

The veil on the case was gradually lifted by me.

After nearly half an hour, there was a knock on my door. I couldn't wait to run to the door and opened it, but the person I saw surprised me.

The person who knocked on the door was actually Jiang Bing, which I didn't expect at all. When I saw Zhao Jiyou standing behind Jiang Bing, I guessed it. I guessed that it was Zhao Jiyou who called Jiang Bing.

"I heard Zhao Jiyou say you know who the real murderer is?" Jiang Bing was still the same as three days ago, wearing a slightly more capable military uniform. Her ponytail was thrown back by her, and she walked into the house smoothly and looked back at me.

.

I avoided Jiang Bing's eyes and focused on Zhao Jiyou: "Have you brought what I want?"

"Bring it here." Zhao Jiyou took out three stacks of CDs from his cloth bag and looked at me with a gloomy face: "You'd better know who the murderer is, or you'll just wait to die. These three things are almost

It didn’t torture me to death.”

I didn't have time to know how Zhao Jiyou obtained the information. After seeing the CD, I hurriedly ran to my computer, opened the CD-ROM drive on the computer host, selected one of the CDs, and put it in.

Although Jiang Bing was not sure what I knew, he patiently followed me to the computer and explained softly: "This is the clue Huang Guozhong got when he visited several dry ice stores. The CD has instructions for buying dry ice.

A man appeared. But the man wrapped himself so tightly that we couldn't tell who it was, and the dry ice seller also said that when the man arrived, he was wrapped so tightly that his face couldn't be seen at all."

Everything Jiang Bing said was within my expectations. If the man who bought the dry ice had not wrapped it tightly, maybe Fang Ju and the others would have found the man who bought the dry ice by now.

I made a silent gesture, instructing them both to keep silent and watch quietly.

A gray scene without any color was played on the computer monitor. Judging from the situation, it should be inside a store selling dry ice. The video was specially edited by Huang Guozhong, so a man appeared directly in the content of the disc at the beginning.

The man is not tall and has a symmetrical figure. As Jiang Bing said, he is indeed covering his face very tightly. At least his face is completely invisible.

Moreover, the monitoring equipment of this dry ice sales store is not perfect. It can only be seen that the person buying dry ice is a man, but the front side cannot be seen at all.

Even so, I didn't give up. I still stared at the computer and didn't give up any part.

In the video, after the man had a brief exchange with the seller, the seller stood up and left the counter. Seeing this, I pressed pause and looked at Jiang Bing: "Have you ever heard the seller talk about this man's voice during the visit?"

Jiang Bing knew what I was thinking about, nodded and said: "I've mentioned it before, but the seller described his voice as hoarse, like that of an old man. Judging from the man's physique, the voice should be faked by him.

of."

I didn't answer the call, and clicked the play button with my eyebrows furrowed. During the period when the seller left, the man acted very calmly, standing motionless. When the seller showed up again, there was already dry ice, and the seller handed over the dry ice.

I gave it to the man, who took out the money and left. The whole action was done in one go, without any pause.

Put it here, the video on this disc is finished.

I said while changing the CD: "The temperature of dry ice is about -78 degrees, and it is extremely easy to sublimate. The man who bought the dry ice either had a separate place to store it, or he immediately put in the dog blood found in Nan Jinghui's house.

among.”

After saying that, I also put the second light butterfly into the CD-ROM drive and played it.

The picture that appeared again on the monitor was not much different from the picture just now. There was still only one lens, and the lens was facing the direction of the counter. The moment the video was played, a man walked into our sight.

The man's body shape is not much different from the one in the video just now, and even his clothes have not changed. It seems that after the man bought dry ice in the first store, he rushed to the second store to buy dry ice.

During this period, I didn’t even change my clothes!

I didn't get any useful clues from this video, it was still exactly the same as the previous one. The man quickly left the store after buying the dry ice.

After the second video finished playing, I opened the CD-ROM drive and put the last CD in.

Jiang Bing on the side pondered for a moment and said, "The man only went to these three stores in the city and only bought dry ice three times."

"He can buy it in one store. There is no need to go to three stores to buy dry ice. And according to Zhunzheng, the temperature of dry ice is around -78 degrees. If he buys more, it will sublimate more slowly. Why would he?

Go to three different stores to buy dry ice?" Zhao Jiyou looked at me in confusion.

Jiang Bing reached out and tapped the computer desktop and looked up at Zhao Jiyou: "We have discussed what you said before. The only explanation is that the man who bought dry ice was afraid of attracting attention, so he went to three places to buy dry ice."

I did not participate in their discussion, but stared at the monitor intently.

The surveillance video this time was much more complete than the previous two. There were four or five cameras aimed at the man buying dry ice from different angles.

Under the camera, the man's figure is undoubtedly exposed in front of us, but his face is always tightly wrapped. No matter how we look at it from all angles, we can't see clearly what he looks like.

Although I was stubborn, I didn't keep thinking about staring at the man's face. Since I couldn't find any clues on his face, I started with him.

The video on the monitor is roughly divided into four parts, showing the four angles of the man standing at the counter: left, right, front, and back.

Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou alternated their gazes among the four reduced videos, hoping to find some clues.

And I was staring at the video on the left side of the man from beginning to end.

The man is wearing black long sleeves. I can't tell anything, but I believe he will show off his flaws!

The seller who picked up the dry ice took the dry ice and handed it to the man. I noticed that the man started to reach out and take out the money. And at the moment he took out the money, the long sleeve on his left arm moved up slightly because of his lifting of his hand.

It slipped a bit, and this time I saw something.

I quickly clicked pause, and both Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou looked at me blankly.

I took a deep breath without saying anything, enlarged the small video on the left, pointed at something exposed on the man's left arm and said, "Did you pay attention to this before watching the video?"

"Here..." Jiang Bing watched the video carefully, then slowly shook his head.

"This seems to be a tattoo..." Zhao Jiyou on the side seemed to understand a little and leaned his head forward.

I sighed and said, "This is a tattoo."

After saying this, I paused for a moment and then spoke with a serious face.

"I think I know who the murderer is in this whole case."

"Do you know who it is?!" Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou might never understand how I knew who the murderer was without me telling them.

The two of them looked at me in shock and surprise, with disbelief written on their faces.

I solemnly nodded and said with a calm smile: "I'm not good at reorganizing cases, but if you ask me to say it, I can still explain it clearly. The real murderer is the person we have always ignored, and the person we have always excluded.

people."

"Can you stop being so pretentious? Can you tell me quickly?" Zhao Jiyou looked at me with some disgust.

I shook my head and took out a cigarette from the computer desk, put it in the corner of my mouth, straightened my messy short hair casually, and vowed: "Don't worry, I'll tell you what happened once and maybe you'll understand."

I lit the cigarette and took a deep breath and said calmly: "I think you all know the murderer's ultimate goal. His goal is very simple and easy to understand, which is revenge!"

"No one related to the corpse dismemberment case two years ago was spared and all were killed. Even Liang Ziwen, who had no involvement at all and only got a little information, was the same. From this, it can be seen that the murderer will do whatever it takes to get revenge. However, we

I completely ignored this point and never thought that there was another person related to the case two years ago, but this person has never died!"

"Who... is this person?" Jiang Bing frowned and looked at me anxiously.

I did not answer directly, but said: "Do you still remember the flowers in the vase at Tan Xinlian's house when we first went to her house?"

"Remember, what's wrong..." Zhao Jiyou nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something when he was talking, he pointed at the computer in shock.

I nodded and said: "At the beginning, I didn't know what those flowers meant, and I didn't know the meaning of these flowers at all. I only knew that those flowers seemed to be a kind of flower named Datura.

Flowers. The key is...the color of this flower is black."

"The black mandala has a flower language." I pondered for a moment and said: "The black mandala represents darkness, revenge, and unpredictable death! The people who placed these flowers may have known about the black mandala for a long time.

The language of flowers."

"The person who placed this flower is proving and declaring that he wants revenge!"

After hearing what I said, Jiang Bing understood immediately, stood up suddenly and opened his mouth in disbelief.
Chapter completed!