Chapter 167
Many people have bought toy balloons that float.
There are two types of gases in this balloon, helium and hydrogen.
However, hydrogen is more buoyant because it is less dense than helium.
A 100cm diameter hydrogen balloon can lift objects weighing up to 1kg...
Shown via surveillance video.
The height of the 'white-clothed female ghost' is about 2 meters.
Therefore, the ‘human-shaped’ balloon found was also two meters tall.
After being filled with hydrogen and tested, it can basically lift an object of 1.9 kg.
A Secret Service agent put a white silk nightgown and wig on the balloon.
When the balloon is released, it floats slowly...
Zhou Chen and Yang Xu frowned, thinking of a question.
Simulating floating can be done, but how to achieve the expressions and movements of the ghost?
For example, rolling your eyes or baring your teeth?
Soon, the props were found!
There is something called three-dimensional painting.
For example, if you draw a three-dimensional face, it will look like a different face when viewed from different angles.
Viewed from the left, the face is closed and staring.
Looking from the right, the face is bared and eyes narrowed.
Look from above, look from below... When looking at the painting, the viewpoints are different and the expressions are different.
Zhou Chen asked his subordinates to make a face painting and paste it on the face of the prop dummy.
Then use the floating dummy to float past the surveillance perspective.
Sure enough, because the surveillance perspective is different.
Because the dummy's face is a three-dimensional painting, it can be turned into expressions such as staring and baring teeth.
"All the previous problems have been solved."
Yang Xu looked at Zhou Chen expectantly, "How to solve the problem of this dummy floating across the video? If someone pulls the dummy at a distance of 12 meters, it is impossible to pull it at a diagonal angle, only up and down angles. . But if the female ghost is a dummy, there is no one underneath her... ¨ "!"
He saw Zhou Chen holding a toy remote control car in his hand.
At first Zhou Chen asked someone to find a toy car, but he didn't know why or what it was for.
Seeing it now, Yang Xu's expression showed realization.
The toy car was made of metal, heavy, and had a black body.
Zhou Chen tied the kite string hanging the dummy in the air to the toy car and placed it on the ground.
Because the body of the toy car is black and the body is small.
When running on the ground at night, surveillance cannot detect it at all.
At this time, Zhou Chen was seen holding a remote control and controlling the toy car.
The toy car pulled the kite string and began to move slowly on the ground.
The dummy floating in the sky moved slowly with the toy car.
If it is night.
This is a real 'ghost', floating in the sky...
Everyone who saw this scene, including Yang Xu.
He looked at Zhou Chen with a dumbfounded expression, as if he had just defecated anywhere.
A question mark also popped up in their minds.
Everyone grew up eating rice and flour, why are you so good?
"How did you come up with it?"
Yang Xu looked at Zhou Chen eagerly.
"Being an excellent Secret Service agent."
Zhou Chen said seriously, "I rely on my strong character as the Director of National Security."
"Depend on!"
Yang Xu rolled his eyes, "You're just pretending, I really want to hit you."
"Pretentious is such a vulgar word."
Zhou Chen bared his teeth and smiled, "As a scholar, this is a sign of saintliness in front of others."
Yang Xu:......
He is now like a rookie, looking up at the eagle in the sky.
Well, I'm looking at a sand sculpture!
…
There are no ghosts in the world, ghosts come from the heart.
Zhou Chen forgot who said this.
But it makes perfect sense.
Only those who have ghosts in their hearts will think that ghosts exist in this world.
The "ghost in white" in this case was someone deliberately pretending to be a ghost.
After overturning the existence of ghosts, the case becomes clear...
"The occurrence of eight murders in M City is no longer a coincidence."
Yang Xu looked through the information of the eight victims, "But the strange thing is that there is no connection between the eight victims. It can be said that there is no connection at all. But they are all about 42 to 44 years old."
"Through investigation, the home addresses of the eight victims were not related in any way, and they were located in eight areas of M City. Except for one person who was killed at home, the other seven people disappeared from their respective residences and companies and were later killed."
"The police investigated the victim's family, relatives and friends and found no suspicious perpetrators."
Having said this, Yang Xu looked at Zhou Chen who was closing his eyes to rest, "I suspect the murderer will..."
Trouble... Zhou Chen opened his eyes.
There is no connection between the eight victims, which can only explain one point.
The murderer is randomly killing middle-aged male victims.
It can also be predicted by the fact that the other party commits crimes continuously.
The murderer will definitely continue to commit crimes!
As a veteran detective, even a police king.
Whether it's Zhou Chen or Yang Xu, they all know it.
Sometimes committing a crime is like playing a game.
Can be addictive.
For example, if a thief steals for the first time, he wants to steal again.
It's like selling drugs. If you make money for the first time, you also want to make money for the second time.
Once you become addicted to a game, how difficult is it to quit?
The same goes for killing people.
Once again and again, there will be again and again.
The murderer has killed eight people in a row, and this is an unstoppable rhythm.
It seemed to be responding to their suspicions.
The ninth victim has appeared!
…
Night, 11 o'clock.
On the outskirts of City M, in a wasteland.
The area was cordoned off and iodine tungsten lamps were set up, making the whole wasteland seem like it was in the daylight.
A body covered in blood was lying on the wasteland.
To be precise, the body in front of him was no longer a body.
It was pieces of body parts, put together... building blocks!
Under the light.
Zhou Chen slowly squatted in front of the body, moving his eyes inch by inch on the body parts.
The head of the deceased was intact, and it could be seen that he was a middle-aged man.
Below the neck, his torso was completely dismembered.
Palms, soles of feet, forearms, upper arms, calves, thighs, waist, lower abdomen, upper body... beggar...
The body was chopped into pieces, one by one.
From the position where each piece of the body was spliced, it can be seen that someone deliberately kept a certain distance.
When this distance was formed, it seemed to enlarge a person's body and turn it into a... giant.
And in Zhou Chen's eyes.
This corpse is like the meat stall in the vegetable market, cut into pieces and placed on the chopping board...
Pork halves! .