Around 9 p.m., Huang Dawei returned to his own home.
Huang Dawei, known in Jianghu as Brother Wei, was a notorious hooligan and loafer on Hulu Street in Xikang City.
He usually had nothing proper to do and just wandered around. When he was bored, he would go to the supermarket to take some things, or have a free meal at some restaurant.
Occasionally, some rich people would give him money to do some shady deeds, such as taking some thugs to intimidate others, beating someone up, or stalking someone, and so on.
Although Huang Dawei was not a great person himself, he had a brother who was an official. As long as he did not commit any major crimes, no one would go against him.
Over the past few years, he had become more rampant, bullying others was commonplace, and beating people up was also frequent. He could be considered a downright bully.
After opening the door of his home, he walked into the living room, turned on the light, and closed the door.
Just as he had just closed the door and turned around, he was stunned.
Because at this moment, Su Mo, wearing a mask, was holding a knife against his neck.
"Shh, don't make any loud noise, or else you will be dead for sure," said the bone-chilling voice.
Seeing the fear in the ferocious-looking Huang Dawei's eyes, he certainly knew who the other person was.
So his fierce face revealed an expression of fear, and he stammered, "Don't kill me, Adjudicator, I have never killed anyone, I..."
Su Mo put his forefinger to his mouth and whispered, "Don't speak, come, sit down first."
Then, the sweating profusely Huang Dawei sat down facing Su Mo.
"Huang Dawei, right? I'm not live streaming today, nor do I have to kill you for sure.
But whether you live or not depends on yourself. Let's play a game," said Su Mo.
He then pointed to the two cups of water on the table:
"One of these two cups contains poison, and the other does not.
You choose one to drink, and I will drink what's left.
Who lives and who dies depends on luck. Make your choice!"
Seeing the puzzled and panicked look on Huang Dawei's face, Su Mo smiled and said,
"You only have one minute to think about it. After one minute, I will just kill you directly."
At this point, Huang Dawei had no choice. He thought for a long time, then picked up a cup of water and drank it. After drinking it, he felt fine.
Then Su Mo picked up the other cup, looked at Huang Dawei, and said:
"You seem to have picked the non-poisonous water. You're really lucky."
After saying that, Su Mo drank it all in one gulp. Right after drinking it, Su Mo's body collapsed onto the sofa.
Huang Dawei still could not figure out what was going on, but seeing his opponent collapse on the sofa, he thought he really was lucky to have chosen the non-poisonous water.
A smile quickly appeared on his face, and his smile became more and more obvious. Just as he was about to laugh out loud.
His body stopped moving, with the smile still on his face.
At this time, Su Mo sat up again, and then restored the sofa to its original state. Next, he put the cup he had just drunk into a bag to take away.
Finally, he took out another identical cup from his backpack and put it in the refrigerator.
After cleaning up all traces of his presence, Su Mo took several photos of the scene in a row before leaving through the door.
In the next two days, he used the same method to kill two more bullies, only one was in a company and the other at home.
On Thursday night, Su Mo sent the case file to the Leader of the Disciples through the mysterious website, along with three words: it's your turn.
The corridor had been cordoned off by the police, and the police and forensic doctors were busy with their respective tasks in the room.
Wei Dongqing and Li Yang were looking at the corpse together, puzzled.
"This is already the third suicide case in the past few days, Team Wei. This is not a suicide case, it's a homicide," said Li Yang.
Wei Dongqing nodded, "It must be a homicide, but no matter the forensic identification results or the evidence at the scene.
They all indicate that this is a suicide.
Besides, we have enough cases to investigate. Let's hand this case over to the people below to handle," said Wei Dongqing.
Li Yang struggled for a moment: "Alas," and then walked away.
At this time, Wu Xin walked over and whispered:
"Team Wei, I feel very familiar with this case. It's too clean, if not for the lack of a suicide note, I would have thought it was done by the Adjudicator."
Wei Dongqing snorted contemptuously without saying a word, only saying to himself, "This is exactly what he did."
When Su Mo was doing this case himself, it looked very simple, but in fact it was not simple at all.
Let's first talk about why the police determined it was a suicide.
Because at the scene, the deceased was sitting on the sofa or chair with a cup of poisonous water in front of him, a smile on his face.
Apart from that, there were no other traces at the scene.
Ask yourself, who would not deduce suicide when seeing such a scene?
Moreover, after the forensic examination, the deceased died from poisoning, which was the poison in the cup. There was no other damage to the body, which fully demonstrated that it was a suicide.
For the perpetrator Su Mo, of course the whole case was very clear and simple.
But for others, it was hard to explain clearly, especially the smile before death. If it wasn't suicide, how could one smile?
On this point, Su Mo had also put in a lot of effort.
He used the method of playing a game to give the deceased hope. Then he pretended to be poisoned himself, making the other party think he had won, and naturally revealing a smile.
Just at this moment, the toxin took effect and he died instantly.
The poison was also deliberately chosen. It was a neurotoxic agent that first acted on the nerves. Once the poison took effect, even facial expressions could not be made, and death would come instantly.
So the deceased's face would retain that kind of joyful expression of a narrow escape from death.
As for how Su Mo ensured that the cup he drank definitely had no poison?
This was too simple, there were at least several ways, clever readers, tell me if there are ways I can't think of.
Back to the point, Su Mo had already issued the question, and left the rest alone for the time being.
It had been a long time since he chose the object of trial through unsolved cases, and Su Mo was somewhat nostalgic for it. So he decided
To continue his trial strategy of unsolved cases, and moreover, he had a bold idea, which was collective trial.
What does this mean?
Previously, he tried defendants one by one, although it was very safe, but always felt a little less exciting.
"Why not try several people at once?
Hmm, as long as the plan is right, I should be able to handle it. Let's try it," thought Su Mo.
After making the decision in his heart, Su Mo began to choose the case.
He wanted to choose an unsolved case of a gang crime, the number of people could not be too many. If it was seven or eight, he estimated that he might get himself into trouble.
It would be best if it was five or less. This number of people could make the trial more exciting, while the risk was still within controllable range.
Su Mo had a big plan in mind, so he needed to hone his skills.
Previously it was one trial at a time, now he would try two or three, three or four people at once.
Thinking of this, Su Mo's expression became fierce: "In the future, when the time is right, trying hundreds of people at once is not impossible."