This weird and mysterious phone number uses voice changing software.

The voice coming from the other end of the phone was high and low, mixed with high-pitched and playful laughter.

The voice was disguised, and Liang Yi couldn't do anything to him even if he recorded it through phone recording. Even so, Liang Yi, who had a keen professional sense, pressed the recording button when answering the phone.

"Who are you? Mr. Liao? I don't know Feng Wei."

Liang Yi just wanted to get more information through this phone call. Combined with the several explicit photos of Feng Wei he had just received, Liang Yi had realized that something had happened to Feng Wei, but the content of this strange and mysterious number may not be credible.

Liang Yi stabilized his emotions and was not impatient or impatient. This was also a kind of psychological test of the other party.

"Liang Yi, Feng Wei is your little lover partner, isn't it? Have you ever fantasized about possessing her beauty and fair skin? This is not what you want. Feng Wei is only twenty-two years old, slender and young.

Her skin is so elastic, and don’t you think she looks a lot like your wife, whose son was knocked down by a car and crushed into a pulp by a car while she was seven months pregnant?”

"You, who are you?" Liang Yi was a little excited. For the death of his wife, Liang Yi blamed himself and felt extremely guilty.

The voice on the other end of the mysterious mobile phone number was still very noisy, "Captain Liang, are you angry?"

"I am not Mr. Liao. Mr. Liao is a butcher, and I am a clown in the circus. There is a cellar between two poplar trees in a small forest farm in the western suburbs."

Toot toot…

The call is interrupted.

Liang Yi covered his face with his hands, and the bloody scenes of his wife's tragic death under the wheel flashed through his mind frequently like a movie reel.

This guy who calls himself a circus clown knows too many things.

Liang Yi got into the police car, and what he said was very credible.

If his information is true, it means that Feng Wei was kidnapped and controlled, and the people who died recently were all young and beautiful girls. Liang Yi's heart dropped and he took a breath.

That is to say.

The person who kidnapped and controlled Feng Wei was probably the murderer who dismembered the body and dumped it. The person who tipped him off about the mysterious unknown number was another group of people.

If this possibility is ruled out, this may be a trap. If Liang Yi goes there, there will be no return.

These murderers have been provoking the police. If they kill Feng Wei, it will cause complete chaos, alarm the highest level, and the situation will get out of control.

With sharp eyes, Liang Yi quickly took out the fr99 automatic pistol from the holster, pulled out the magazine, pulled the bolt, and placed the police gun on the passenger seat.

Like a hungry tiger rushing for food, the police car almost rushed out of the west gate of the Harbor City Police Station.

Police lights flash.

Liang Yi turned on the siren and ran seven red lights in a row before getting on the Second Ring Road Viaduct.

It is difficult to tell whether this kind of thing is true or false, and the police cannot be dispatched on a large scale. Furthermore, if the report to Director He is delayed and time is wasted, the bureau will already be in a state of confusion, and the case analysis meeting is still being held.

Liang Yi tried to dial the mobile phone number ending in 3141, but the prompt tone kept saying that the call could not be connected.

Liang Yi called Feng Wei again, but no one answered.

There is a small forest farm in the western suburbs of Haigang City. The relevant departments are planning to build a forest park. The area is protected and has a high vegetation coverage rate.

The police car drove out of the exit of the West Second Ring Road in Haigang City. Liang Yi turned off the siren. The police car drove on the uneven dirt road. It was pitch dark. Where could you find two poplar trees? Where was the cellar?

The police car drove nearly two kilometers on a narrow path in the woods.

Woo hoo.

The police car made a low whine and was not very powerful. The yellow indicator of the fuel tank on the instrument panel flashed frequently.

Liang Yi took a look.

"Be more careful."

The fuel tank is empty.

The police car moved forward a few hundred meters, the buzzing sound disappeared, the engine stopped, the aim was lost, and the lights of the police car went out.

Liang Yi got out of the car, put the police gun on his waist belt, held a strong flashlight, and gently closed the car door.

This place is so remote that the mobile phone signal is not good. If there really is a cellar for dismembering and transporting corpses, it must not be far from the forest road.

In the dead of night, the small forest farm was eerily quiet.

Liang Yi was like looking for a needle in a haystack, looking for the cellar where the mysterious mobile phone number mentioned.

More than half an hour has passed. If Feng Wei was really kidnapped, she would probably have been killed.

An unknown fire of anger was burning in Liang Yi's heart. At that moment, he almost lost his mind and soul.

Feng Wei is only twenty-two years old and in her prime.

Today is her second day at work at the Criminal Investigation Detachment 3 of the Haigang City Police Department.

"ah!"

A scream came from far and near.

Liang Yi pointed his flashlight in the direction of the sound and trotted over.

Slowly.

Liang Yi heard more rustling sounds.

Between two big white poplar trees, there is a one-meter-square hole, with a faint light emitting from inside.

Liang Yi quickly turned off the flashlight and walked over slowly.

Da da da.

The sound of treading feet came out.

"Damn it, you little slut." The butcher wearing a white mask stepped on the ladder, with his head exposed at the entrance of the cellar, and spat, "I will go get the things, and I will torture you to death."

Liang Yi also saw the man wearing a white mask.

Feng Wei said that she saw people wearing white masks at the place where the body was dumped under the riverside overpass.

Song Zhe, the construction manager of Flower Port, also said he saw people wearing white masks late at night.

Liang Yi thinks this possibility is extremely low.

Now.

He saw this man wearing a white mask with his own eyes.

"Police! Don't move."

Liang Yi shone his flashlight on the face of the man wearing a white mask and pointed his pistol at him. Liang Yi had already calculated the shooting range and could shoot at this distance.

The butcher was startled, the white mask on his face fell off, he turned around and ran away.

Liang Yi made a prompt decision and directly pulled the trigger of the pistol.

Before the police shoot, in addition to verbal warnings, they generally need to fire their guns.

The trees in the forest farm are dense and dense, and except for the faint moonlight, it is almost completely dark. If you delay for a few seconds, the suspect may escape.

Click.

The police gun is jammed and the bolt cannot be pulled.

Should we continue chasing the suspect, or go to the cellar to see if Feng Wei is there?

Liang Yi hesitated for a moment, then ran to the entrance of the cellar and shouted, "Feng Wei, Feng Wei."

Liang Yi followed the wooden ladder at the entrance of the cellar and went down to the cellar. The scene in front of him shocked Liang Yi.

Feng Wei's hair was disheveled, her hands were tied to the door-shaped beam, and her feet were also tied with ropes. The ground was in a mess, and the smell of corpses was very strong. There were also some scattered human hair, bones, and even human-like objects on the cellar floor.

A leather-like thing, a large flickering light bulb, powered by a large battery.

Knives and torture knives were scattered all over the floor. In a corner of the cellar, there were some moldy bones piled up, including leg bones, hand bones, ribs, and several complete human skulls.

"Feng Wei?"

Liang Yi looked a little dazed. He didn't know what this scumbag wearing a white mask had done to Feng Wei.

Liang Yi put his trembling fingers under Feng Wei's nose and could feel Feng Wei's weak breathing.

There was a loud bang.

Liang Yi felt that he had stepped on something, which was a disposable syringe and three liquid ampoules with the English name on them: alprazolam.

It's alprazolam, an injectable sedative.

An overdose of sedatives can directly lead to death.

Liang Yi pushed Feng Wei's waist hard, but Feng Wei still didn't react at all.

"Feng Wei, you, wake up."

Liang Yi picked up the craniotomy file on the ground, first cut off the rope tied to Feng Wei's ankle, then untied the rope around Feng Wei's wrist, opened the handcuffs, and took Feng Wei down.

Liang Yi opened Feng Wei's eyelids and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Feng Wei's pupils showed no sign of dilation.

Liang Yi hurriedly put Feng Wei into her plaid shirt and jeans. He was already sweating profusely.

"120? This is Liang Yi from the Haigang City Police Department. Someone in the small forest farm in the western suburbs was injected with a large amount of alprazolam."
To be continued...