Chapter 145: A New Warning!

I was stunned, and so was Wang Yazhuo. At that moment, Xiaogui suddenly became very restless. If I hadn’t held him back, he might have rushed over to bite Fat Lu. I fixed my gaze on Fat Lu, whose expression was unusually serious. Soon, his hand moved again to his waist—the place where his gun was holstered.

I stood still, and his hand moved, but he didn’t draw his gun. Instead, he once again pulled out a pack of cigarettes from there and lit one. This was the second time Fat Lu had done this; the first time nearly scared me—when he came to the hotel to find us. He put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it, but the serious expression on his face didn’t fade.

Fat Lu slowly walked toward me and leaned close to my ear. He asked, “Are you trying to earn merit to get a special opportunity to apply for the police?”

After he spoke, he suddenly laughed out loud. Wang Yazhuo visibly relaxed. But I wasn’t so easily at ease. I thought for a moment, then smiled faintly. “I never even graduated from university. At most, I could be a police assistant.”

Fat Lu waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t look down on police assistants. I started out as one myself.”

He sat back down and said that if I worked hard, he might find a way to promote me—not for personal gain, but because he genuinely believed I had talent. He could report to his superiors and arrange a special recruitment for me within the bounds of the law. Fat Lu’s demeanor didn’t seem joking.

I couldn’t quite figure out his intentions, so I waved him off, saying I had no such thoughts. My help to the police this time was simply because this case was too heinous. Fat Lu didn’t press further. He asked me to share the findings from yesterday’s investigation.

Fat Lu said the officers who went with me had already briefed him, but he found their reports unclear and wanted to hear my analysis again. I repeated my deductions, and Fat Lu chuckled a few times, saying I was thinking exactly the same as he was.

He told me that the police found no trace of Qiu Lei near the train or bus stations. If my guess was correct, Qiu Lei had already left Yushi City. Fat Lu had applied for an emergency nationwide arrest warrant to capture him.

Qiu Lei’s sudden escape made him highly suspicious, giving the police grounds to issue the warrant.

“It’s actually simple to find out if Qiu Lei is the killer—just see if the crimes keep happening,” I told Fat Lu.

He quickly shook his head. “Whether we catch the killer is secondary. The safety of the public comes first. We hope there will be no more victims.”

According to my analysis, the murderer who killed Hu Yufang, the person Qiu Xia assisted at the morgue, and the recent corpse cases were all the same individual. But there was no direct evidence to confirm this, and Fat Lu remained skeptical.

He asked where I planned to investigate next. I thought for a moment. Yesterday’s investigation had finally yielded some clues.

However, the case seemed to have reached a bottleneck, with breakthroughs hard to come by.

Before I could answer, someone brought in another file for Fat Lu. He rubbed his temple in frustration and, once the person left, tossed it to me, saying he was too lazy to read it and wanted me to take a look.

I opened the file. It contained information about all victims from similar cases, along with their profiles.

It was the first time I saw a photo of Hu Yufang while she was alive. Indeed, she looked delicate—no wonder she had so many suitors. Hu Yufang had short hair, looked very neat, with large eyes and a small mouth. In the photo, she was smiling, with two small dimples on her cheeks.

The information on the other five stolen corpses was also complete. All five women had died at home from illness. According to their families, the illnesses came on suddenly, and they couldn’t afford medical treatment, helplessly watching their loved ones die. I was momentarily taken aback, but soon noticed something was off.

The photos of these five deceased women bore an uncanny resemblance to one another. They were all relatively young, short-haired, with large eyes and small mouths—each had a pair of dimples. I was stunned and quickly called Fat Lu over.

Fat Lu glanced at them impatiently, and when he saw the photos clearly, he abruptly stood up.

He summoned a police officer who had just entered the room and ordered sharply, “Quick! Send these five bodies to the forensic center for autopsy.”

Previously, because the families hadn’t reported the deaths, everyone—including me—assumed these five had died naturally. To preserve the bodies, the forensic pathologists hadn’t performed thorough autopsies to analyze their causes of death.

At the time of the cases, all five were already deceased, so analyzing their causes seemed pointless. But now, this information had become crucial.

These five victims shared many physical traits with Hu Yufang. I couldn’t believe it was mere coincidence. It was highly likely the killer deliberately targeted five victims who looked alike.

Although many people die in Yushi City every day, finding five dead bodies with similar appearances within such a short time was exceedingly difficult.

Unless these five hadn’t died by chance, but because the killer had long been targeting them, deliberately timing their deaths close together before stealing their corpses.

In other words, these recent cases likely weren’t just crimes of desecrating corpses—they were murder cases with corpse desecration.

Wang Yazhuo gasped, “This is terrifying.”

Indeed, if true, the killer was monstrously cruel.

I had been speculating that the killer was merely adapting through these crimes. Yet, he had already killed five people just to prepare and experiment for his cannibalistic acts.

If the adaptation phase was this brutal, the main crimes to come would be unimaginably savage and bloody.

Fat Lu neatly arranged the six photos, including Hu Yufang’s, on the table, his face full of shock.

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